It turns out, they were the main characters.

Logically speaking, my junior brother is the kind of person who has excellent time management skills. Cultivators can go without sleep after reaching the Refining Spirit Realm, let alone now that he has reached the Returning Void Realm.

But judging from his tone, he seemed a little sleepy...

Mu Zhian said in a tired tone, "I had a lot of insights from talking with Senior Linglong today, so I have been meditating and cultivating, which has made me a little mentally tired."

Lan Mulian's clear, deep eyes, like an autumn pool, held a hint of doubt, but she already had things to do tonight, so she didn't think too much about it and said calmly, "Then I'll go back to Liangyi Peak first."

Mu Zhian immediately said, "I will visit my senior sister tomorrow."

Lan Mulian gave a reserved "hmm," and after a while, the footsteps gradually faded away.

Mu Zhian breathed a sigh of relief, then noticed the teasing look in the eyes of the beauty in his arms, and immediately slapped her thigh lightly.

"Are you getting angry out of embarrassment, Mu Lang? But haven't you considered what would happen if I went to call your senior sister back now?"

The Primordial Witch asked with a smile.

Mu Zhian chuckled, put his arm around her thin shoulder, and said, "Do you think I'm really afraid of being found out by my senior sister? Even if she does know about this, she won't say anything, after all, it's all for the sect leader's sake."

"That's what they say, but after all, you still practiced dual cultivation with her master without your senior sister's knowledge."

The Primordial Witch raised her eyes and said lazily, "And even if you don't care, it doesn't mean that Shang Yanfei doesn't care either."

Mu Zhian sighed softly, "Who do you think is to blame?"

If the primordial witch's spirit hadn't entered Shang Yanfei's body, how could this have happened?

"Heh~"

The Primordial Witch smiled amiably and said, "You don't really think that just because of my influence, she's completely unable to suppress the karmic fire, do you?"

"That woman appears to be a very proper woman on the surface, but she's actually a repressed pervert."

It appears that Shang Yanfei was unable to suppress her karmic fire, but only she herself knows the actual situation.

She did affect Shang Yanfei's mind, but not to the point that she couldn't stand it and needed to actively seek out Mu Zhi'an.

Mu Zhian became somewhat interested and asked, "Is Sect Leader Sister a repressed pervert...? Be more specific?"

"specific?"

"For example, is the sect leader the type who would wear fishnet stockings made of Nirvana Silk and deerskin boots in her sect, and then change into a short skirt made of Yuzhou specialties? Or would she prepare a spirit-sealing lock for herself and pack herself up like a gift?"

The Primordial Witch stared at him in astonishment.

Mu Zhian pondered for a moment, then continued, "But it seems to make sense. There were quite a few torture tools used to interrogate prisoners in the basement of Liangyi Peak before. Perhaps the sect leader is really as you say, a repressed pervert."

Even so, Mu Zhian has always respected the various hobbies of the women around him. Of course, if possible, he hopes that they will not use those dangerous hobbies on themselves.

The Primordial Witch said quietly, "From what I understand, she did prepare quite a few items in her basement, such as the indescribable sphere, the indescribable eye patch, and so on... Why don't you guess what these things are used for?"

Mu Zhian pondered for a moment: "I know she has prepared a lot of strange props in her basement, but she shouldn't know how to play those games..."

"Who told you that?" the Primordial Witch asked.

Mu Zhian shook his head: "I don't need anyone to tell me, she has never left Liangyi Peak all year round, that's a very basic judgment."

The Primordial Witch's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Who do you think wrote that book?"

Mu Zhian was taken aback: "What book?"

"that is--"

The Primordial Witch suddenly let out a soft cry, and in an instant, the silver light flowing in Shang Yanfei's eyes gradually faded, and she returned to her former composed demeanor.

Mu Zhian knew that his sect leader sister had returned.

Noticing the boy's gaze, Shang Yanfei said in a calm tone, "I have to go back."

Lan Mulian has just returned and is now heading towards Liangyi Peak. It's still not too late for her to go back.

"You've recovered...?" Mu Zhian asked tentatively.

She nodded reservedly: "The primordial witch's feelings have been satisfied. I will take care of her affairs after this, so you don't need to worry about it."

Mu Zhian was taken aback: "Does that mean I won't be able to help the sect leader anymore?"

Doesn't she know whether she wants to help or not? Shang Yanfei glanced at the young man, her eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

Hmm... that's the look in his eyes, it's perfect.

Mu Zhian couldn't help but squint his eyes in relief and sighed, "Actually, only now do I feel that the Sect Master is a little closer to me."

Although Shang Yanfei was extremely beautiful in the past, she always gave people a feeling of being unapproachable. Even though she has given Mu Zhian that feeling now that the karmic fire has subsided, at least he can now realize one thing: the sect leader is also a woman who can be suppressed.

After confirming this, he felt less pressure when talking to Shang Yanfei.

If he could suppress this woman the first time, he could naturally suppress her the second time.

"If only I could always keep this distance from the sect leader," Mu Zhi'an said sincerely, gazing at her.

Shang Yanfei sat up, lazily stretching her waist. The thick quilt slipped off, revealing a thin white undergarment covering the woman's delicate body.

Her slightly disheveled hair accentuated her stunningly beautiful face. She played with a strand of hair, and a captivating smile bloomed on her exquisite features: "Is this distance enough for you?"

A soft, moist voice drifted through the room again, and alluring eyes gazed at her tenderly: "Or is it that what you really want is not just this distance, but something closer, or even a negative distance?"

Mu Zhian's heart fluttered, and he felt his previously desireless state begin to stir again.

He then coughed lightly and said reservedly, "Actually, these are all minor matters. The important thing is that the sect leader has helped me a lot in the past, so I want to repay the sect leader as much as possible."

Noticing Shang Yanfei's knowing and amused gaze, Mu Zhian added, "Of course, if we could take this opportunity to get closer, I think anyone would be excited... and I'm no exception."

Shang Yanfei lightly touched her lips with her slender fingertips, tilted her head slightly to look at him: "Do you want me to wear a short skirt and leg rings so that you can increase your attack speed even more?"

She paused for a moment, then continued, "Wouldn't it be best to tie it into pigtails as well?"

Mu Zhian was stunned, a roar echoing in his mind, utterly shocked.

How does this woman know everything?!

And every time he says something, it hits his personal freak's spot...

Was it just a coincidence?

Or perhaps... she, like the Queen of the Demon Realm, can read minds?

"Actually, whether I have twin tails or not doesn't matter. As long as I can be with Sect Leader Sister, I'm content and don't ask for much more," Mu Zhian said sincerely, shaking his head.

Although it would be even better if she had the kind of attire and clothing she mentioned above.

"Wouldn't it be even better if you had pigtails?" Shang Yanfei asked with a smile in her eyes.

Mu Zhian: "..."

Under Mu Zhian's incredulous gaze, she got off the bed, and amidst the billowing black mist, her gorgeous robes were already draped over her body again.

In that instant, she seemed to transform back into that graceful beauty, her mere silhouette inspiring endless imagination.

"Mu Lian should be arriving at Liangyi Peak soon. I'll head back now."

"Does the sect leader intend to tell Senior Sister?" Mu Zhi'an asked hesitantly, looking at the activated formation beneath the woman's feet.

A rare complex expression appeared on Shang Yanfei's stunningly beautiful face as she said softly, "I will find an opportunity to let her know... but it will take some time."

……

After watching Shang Yanfei's figure disappear from sight, it took Mu Zhian an unknown amount of time before he finally came back to his senses.

Even now, he still feels a bit unreal, as if he had just had a dream.

After the Primordial Witch descended, she did not return to Wei Mengrou's body, but instead entered Shang Yanfei's body... and the sect leader also explained that he was not the Primordial Witch.

But it's obvious that the sect leader knows the Primordial Witch...

What kind of agreement did they have in the past that made the Primordial Witch go to the Sect Master after she awoke?

"Are you spacing out? Or are you savoring the afterglow of your recent dual cultivation?"

Just as Mu Zhian's mind was filled with thoughts, he suddenly heard a soft laugh that stirred his soul, a melodious sound that lingered in the air.

He looked up, and in the dim candlelight, a face as beautiful as porcelain came into view.

The light blue dress hugged her graceful curves, outlining a perfectly toned figure.

Her skin was fair and translucent, shimmering with light, and her graceful curves cast alluring shadows in the candlelight.

Gazing into those alluring emerald eyes, Mu Zhian snapped out of his reverie and said, "Yao Meng, you..."

He had intended to talk to her about the sect leader, but at that moment, Yao Meng handed him a letter.

"This is……?"

Yao Meng smiled faintly and said, "It's a letter sent by Xue Yi."

Sheeyi?

The God of Space has returned to the Southern Wilderness and reshaped her divine body. This is something that most cultivators in the Nine Provinces know to some extent... Could it be that someone has found her so quickly and wants to seek some kind of cooperation?

Mu Zhian opened the letter and glanced at its contents: "Gu Boxing actually set his sights on the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty?"

"It seems you were too lenient with him last time."

Yao Meng gently shook her head: "If it weren't for the fact that he had worked hard to cultivate the Great Qian Dynasty's fortune in the past, and that he was bound to the fortune, it wouldn't have been as simple as just sealing his furnace."

"What are you planning to do?" she asked again.

Mu Zhian pondered for a moment, then casually said, “Fishing requires patience. When I was in Tianxuan City, Elder Ren often told me that many cultivators who went out of the city to fish prepared a lot of bait, because fishing not only requires patience, but also luck, and enough bait... preferably bait that is attractive enough.”

Yao Meng nodded thoughtfully: "Then let's not make a move for now and see how many people he can win over in the end."

"Sister Qingdi really understands me."

Mu Zhian smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at the fairy in front of him with amazement in his eyes.

If the sect leader is a mysterious and enchanting witch, then this Azure Emperor is more like an ethereal fairy. Although she is without makeup today, she has a beauty unlike any other. The curves of her cheeks meet at her jawline, outlining a holy face.

With her red, pink lips and full, luscious lips, she looked like a fairy, but in Mu Zhian's eyes, she seemed like a naturally alluring enchantress.

"Of course I understand you."

Yao Meng said sarcastically, "You like any beautiful woman, and you're even fearless of dangerous women like Shang Yanfei."

Good heavens, so this is where you were waiting for me...

Mu Zhi'an felt a chill run down his spine, sensing danger. He forced himself to remain calm and said, "The situation was urgent at the time, and I rarely saw Ling'er so worried and anxious, so I rushed back to the sect..."

"Besides, didn't you tacitly agree to that back then...?"