It turns out, they were the main characters.

Shang Yanfei pondered for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully: "That makes sense... I can't force one disciple to do something they don't like just to fulfill the wish of another."

"But if I don't do this, I'm afraid the sect disciples won't take my words seriously anymore. They'll think I'm a sect leader who can't keep his promises."

She seemed genuinely troubled, her tone thoughtful.

Mu Zhian: "So you're going to temporarily sacrifice my freedom to keep your promise...? That doesn't seem quite like the style of a sect leader, does it?"

"You're right, it's really not good to force sect disciples to do things they hate."

"Unless the other party voluntarily sacrifices their freedom temporarily."

Shang Yanfei walked unhurriedly to Lan Mulian's bedside and sat down, her beautiful legs crossed beneath her gorgeous robes.

Then, a captivating and alluring smile appeared on her face.

She braced herself against the edge of the bed with one hand, and placed her other cool, jade-like hand on Mu Zhi'an's thigh. A slight smile played on her lips as she whispered in a seductive voice, "How about as compensation for this temporary sacrifice of freedom... I'll satisfy you for now?"

"You can do whatever you want to me, okay?"

Mu Zhian's body stiffened.

Even though he had suppressed Shang Yanfei's karmic fire before, there were still a lot of mysteries surrounding this woman that had not been solved.

At this moment, in this secret room, every smile and frown of the woman, even the soft words lingering in one's ear, are full of a unique allure.

This offer... Mu Zhian couldn't refuse.

Chapter 582 The Sect Master Has a Concern for Younger Men?!

Just moments ago, Mu Zhian was worried about what his senior sister would do to him if she returned to the Liangyi Sect now…

Unexpectedly, after being teleported back to Liangyi Peak by the teleportation talisman, the first person he saw was not his senior sister, but the sect leader.

If he were to be rational, Mu Zhian should have rejected Shang Yanfei at this moment.

After all, he did feel somewhat guilty towards Lan Mulian. Although it was to help her ancestor, he had indeed done things that were both right and wrong to that beautiful ancestor.

At this moment, Shang Yanfei's slender hand reached towards Mu Zhian's chest, her long, delicate fingers seemingly casually tracing along his chest.

A seductive voice, almost a whisper, gently approached my ear: "Are you feeling guilty? Do you feel like you've let your senior sister down like this?"

Mu Zhian was silent for a moment, then gently hummed in agreement: "If I had to say, I guess so."

Shang Yanfei smiled gently: "You never seemed to feel guilty when you were with other women before, but now that things have come to this, you suddenly feel guilty towards your senior sister?"

Her voice carried a hint of playfulness, yet seemed to linger in your ears, exuding a mysterious allure.

"Because I am her master, does that make you feel that what we are doing is unfair to Mu Lian?"

Her gentle words carried a hint of provocation, causing Mu Zhian's heart to tremble and a strange sense of excitement to surge within him.

She gently placed her slender hand on Mu Zhian's thigh, as if sensing something. Soon, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and she gazed at him tenderly, parting her lips slightly: "I see. Do you feel this mix of guilt and excitement?"

The sect leader's condition is not quite right... Mu Zhian calmed himself down slightly and secretly observed Shang Yanfei's expression, and soon discovered the clue.

The Shang Yanfei of today has more of a kind and gentle look in her eyes... as well as a desire hidden deep within them.

Suppressing his inner impulse, Mu Zhian boldly asked, "May I ask you a question first?"

Shang Yanfei raised an eyebrow slightly: "Go ahead and say it."

"Mu Wange is you too?" Mu Zhian asked.

Shang Yanfei lowered her eyes slightly and softly hummed in agreement: "Mu Wange is me, and Mu Wanwan is also me."

"Mu Wange... what kind of feelings does she have for me?" Mu Zhian asked.

Each of Mu Zhi'an's clones has different feelings for her, as Mu Wange had already mentioned before, but Mu Zhi'an still wanted to hear Shang Yanfei say it in person.

“After she found you, she raised you. In her eyes, you were an obedient and sensible child…”

Shang Yanfei looked at Mu Zhian with a hint of pity and doting: "She has always felt guilty for not being able to be by your side to watch you grow up, and for turning you from a good child into a bad child... so she wants to make it up to you."

really!

Mu Zhian suddenly realized something.

Each sect leader sister has a completely different personality and spiritual consciousness!

Mu Wange, who accompanied Mu Zhi'an as she grew up, is more like an elder; she is very gentle and somewhat naive.

However, Mu Wange is easily embarrassed and will panic like a deer if teased even slightly... This is actually quite cute.

Mu Wanwan, Mu Zhian's ex-girlfriend, was a captivating little devil with an unpredictable personality who enjoyed manipulating people's hearts... He suspected that she was the same as the sect leader in this respect.

As for the sect leader's sister herself... at first he thought she was a steady and mysterious older sister, but after getting to know her, he felt that she was a bit of a repressed pervert... Yao Meng had mentioned this before.

Shang Yanfei is not a goddess without desires. She may have thought about many bad things, but she only thinks about them and will not do them.

After all, on the surface she's a stunningly beautiful empress, but in reality, the sect leader is a secretly passionate woman...

Of course, this repressed passion does take action; back in Tianxuan City, she approached Mu Zhi'an before he grew up...

So, does that mean the sect leader is into younger men...? Mu Zhian suddenly wondered.

Just as he was thinking about this, Mu Zhian suddenly noticed Shang Yanfei's gaze, which was looking at him with great interest.

It was as if they could see right through what he was thinking.

Mu Zhian was suddenly stunned. He tried to sit up, but found that the replica of the Immortal Gold Lock had his hands and feet tightly bound.

Mu Zhian calmed himself down slightly and stared into Shang Yanfei's eyes: "...Do you also have mind-reading abilities?"

Yes, Mu Wange previously admitted that she, like Mu Zhian, possessed a 'personal interface,' and that Mu Wange had all of Mu Zhian's physical attributes.

Shang Yanfei is naturally also a Chaos Body.

What the Demon Queen can do, this woman can do too!

The sect leader is just too amazing! Marrying her is like marrying every woman in the world... After all, she can conjure up any woman in the world...

Pshaw, now's not the time to think about that. If this woman really can read minds, then wouldn't she have known what I was thinking about her the first time we met...?

Mu Zhian was so ashamed that she wanted to cover her face in silence, but now she could only be stared at by Shang Yanfei without any reservation.

Why do you think I can read minds?

Shang Yanfei casually crossed her left leg over her right, her black dress accentuating her voluptuous, long, and fair legs. She wore a pair of dark gold flat sandals, her insteps as smooth and white as jade, her toes painted with pink nail polish, alluring and sexy.

Her entire outfit consisted of only black and white, yet the black dress seemed to give the blue veins on the instep of her feet a unique and alluring beauty.

Seemingly sensing Mu Zhian's gaze, the stunningly beautiful woman looked down at him and said, "I don't know what you don't know either. Does your Chaotic Body possess any mind-reading techniques?"

“But you…” Mu Zhian hesitated.

"You want to say something, but why can I always guess what you're thinking?"

Shang Yanfei simply raised her hand to stroke Mu Zhian's face, her pale golden eyes filled with tenderness and doting affection.

"I just know you a little better than others."

"For example, I know right now what you're thinking."

Shang Yanfei gently touched his lips with her fingertips, her golden eyes full of laughter, and whispered in his ear, "Do you want me to kneel down and serve you?"

dong dong!

Mu Zhian's heart raced instantly.

The woman's voice at that moment was like a light veil brushing against one's face, gentle yet with a tantalizing quality.

She whispered, "I can grant your wish."

……

At this moment, Lan Mulian had no idea what had happened at the Liangyi Sect.

As the teleportation talisman took effect, Mu Zhi'an's figure had already been sent to Lan Mulian's bedroom by the talisman, and was even thoughtfully bound by a fake immortal gold lock, just waiting for his senior sister to return and open the champagne.

Looking at the calm lake surface, Lan Mulian turned around and prepared to leave Taichu Lake.

"Lian'er, why are you alone? Where is your junior brother?"

At this moment, Lan Shihuai, who had just changed into that crystal-colored dress, stepped out of the painted boat and walked barefoot across the lake, just in time to see Lan Mulian standing under a tree by the lake.

Seeing that the descendant's expression seemed a bit off, Lan Shihuai asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Why do you look so unhappy? Did your junior brother upset you?"

The words of concern that were once spoken now sounded strangely grating to Lan Mulian's ears.

Lan Mulian quietly raised her head and looked at the stunningly beautiful face that resembled her own. She said softly, "Ancestor, I know everything."

Lan Shih-huai was slightly taken aback, seemingly not quite reacting yet.

Upon seeing Lan Mulian's gaze, Lan Shihuai seemed to understand something, and a complex expression appeared on his smile: "Did that child tell you everything?"

"It wasn't him who said it; I discovered it myself."

Lan Mulian gazed at the beauty standing not far in front of her and said softly, "Ancestor, have you forgotten what my constitution is?"

Although the Heavenly Mandate Sacred Body could not see through Lan Shihuai's origin, it could see through Mu Zhian's origin.

Within Mu Zhian's origin lies the aura left behind by Lan Shihuai.

Lan Shih-huai was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to realize something and sighed softly, "I was originally planning to tell you about this slowly later... I didn't expect you to find out so quickly."

“Ancestor, why…” Lan Mulian hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

Although Lan Mulian had already seen the aura left by her ancestors in Mu Zhian's essence, she still found it hard to believe when Mu Zhian admitted it herself.

In her heart, Lan Shihuai was the person she respected most besides her master. These days, Lan Shihuai had passed on almost all of his inheritance to the two sisters and given her a warmth she had never felt before.

That warm care... was just like a mother's love.

Yet, this very venerable ancestor, along with his junior brother…

"My spiritual consciousness is incomplete. Although it will not dissipate while I am on the Second Ark, it will probably disappear soon once I leave the Second Ark."

Lan Shihuai looked at the descendant of the Lan clan in front of him and said in a gentle voice, "But after obtaining some of the spiritual energy of the innate furnace, my spiritual consciousness is much stronger than before... Now, even if I leave the outside world, I can last for at least a hundred years without disappearing."

"Actually, I didn't intend to hide it from you at first. It's just that your junior brother and I discussed it, and we both hoped that you would find out about this later."

"So that's how you can continue dual cultivation without my knowledge during this time... to seek excitement?" Lan Mulian's voice was somewhat cold.

"No."

Lan Shihua gently shook his head: "I know that both you and Fei Ying like that child... but he already has several powerful figures around him. If you try to take him away now, you will ultimately lack too much."