It turns out, they were the main characters.

In Mu Zhian's fishpond, several fish, and even a great white shark, had watched helplessly as the Azure Emperor had cuckolded them.

Even someone as strong as Gong Lianyue had suffered setbacks several times in the past.

If it weren't for the current issue of the Heavenly Dao, she probably would have already used that sword to suppress the Azure Emperor.

"The Palace Master is the Palace Master, and I am me... I served Mu Lang with Senior Qingdi, but I have no relation to the Palace Master," Bai Ruoxi said softly.

Gong Lianyue remained silent for a moment, which was taken as tacit agreement with Bai Ruoxi's words.

It must be said that Bai Ruoxi's suggestion did indeed tempt the Sword Palace Master.

Mu Zhian's innate cultivation vessel is now at the Feather Transformation Realm, which makes his cultivation far more efficient than his own solitary cultivation.

Seeing that Gong Lianyue had fallen silent, Bai Ruoxi also returned to reality from the conversation and looked up at Mu Zhian with a slight smile: "Let's go, Mu Lang."

After the three of them headed to the Liangyi Sect, Mu Zhian bid farewell to Wei Mengrou and Bai Ruoxi midway and flew alone towards Liangyi Peak.

During this season, plum blossoms bloom in Liangyi Peak, which is covered with snow. The winter wind blows with a biting chill, bringing a cold atmosphere.

However, this coldness surrounding Mu Zhian gave him a uniquely pleasant sense of security.

“Every time I come to Liangyi Peak, I feel a sense of peace, as if I have come home.”

Mu Zhian sighed inwardly.

At this moment, as the cold wind blew by, Mu Zhian could clearly feel the abundant spiritual energy permeating this world, an aura he was all too familiar with.

He hadn't noticed it before because he had never meditated and cultivated here.

Moreover, at that time, the taboo rules within the Liangyi Sect should not have covered this extent.

The spiritual energy here is probably only slightly less concentrated than that of the Heavenly Court.

During his absence, the number of taboo rules within the Liangyi Sect clearly increased.

"Is Sect Leader planning to turn the Liangyi Sect into a forbidden place...?"

Sitting on the large flying sword conjured by the Measuring Ruler, Mu Zhi'an sighed inwardly, "The density of these forbidden rules must be no less than that of any forbidden land... or even far surpass that of any forbidden land, right?"

He appeared to be talking to himself, but in reality, he was trying to get some information out of Yuanluo.

However, from the moment she entered Liangyi Peak, she did not utter a single word, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

Little Iris should have replenished her spiritual energy to its full capacity by now...? Could something have gone wrong and she's run away on her own?

In fact, he had been thinking about the matter of the Heavenly Dao Qi taking the initiative to be intimate with Wei Mengrou for the past two days.

Mu Zhian had already asked Yuanluo about this matter, and the latter replied that she didn't know what the situation was either.

Logically speaking, the three strands of Heavenly Dao Qi within the Spirit Dragon's body should have been refined by only two people: the Primordial Mother Goddess and Mu Zhi'an.

After all, long ago, the Primordial Mother Goddess entrusted the Heavenly Dao Qi to the Spirit Dragon for safekeeping, so it was impossible for a third person to refine the Heavenly Dao Qi.

However, if Wei Mengrou's true identity is that immortal being deep within the Heavenly Palace, then Shang Yanfei's identity becomes a complete mystery.

"Well, since we're already here, we might as well go in and probe the sect leader; perhaps that will give us the answer."

Mu Zhian quickly shook his head to clear his mind and stepped into the back mountain of Liangyi Peak.

……

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[A day has passed in the blink of an eye.]

[By the way, Wei Mengrou's character art was already included in the previous chapter.]

Chapter 606 Senior Sister's Persona: Western Regions Bodhisattva - Target, Plan to Arrest Mu Zhi'an

Deep in the Western Regions, a white-robed bodhisattva stands quietly beneath an ancient tree, his gaze seemingly piercing through the mountains and forests, reaching directly to Nalanda Temple.

"Have you thought this through? Agreeing to the Lord of Reincarnation's request is not a good thing; it will eventually drag the Western Regions into this conflict as well."

In this sacred place in the hearts of countless people in the Western Regions, an old monk wearing a kasaya clasped his hands together. He looked very old, and a golden light shone from behind his head, adding to his sacred aura.

Although they were in Nalanda Temple, the old monk's gentle voice seemed to travel through the mountains and reach the ancient tree: "The Eastern Continent is too powerful now, and many powerful beings attach great importance to Mu Zhi'an. If we join forces with the Lord of Reincarnation to take Mu Zhi'an away, we will probably face endless revenge from the Eastern Continent."

Three days ago, the Lord of Reincarnation came to see the White-Robed Bodhisattva, and the final point was to discuss cooperation.

The white-robed Bodhisattva's eyes, as clear as crystal, were devoid of any emotion; her clear, melodious voice possessed a charm capable of calming the mind.

“The Little Thunder Temple once offended the Eastern Continent, and at that time the Eastern Continent held this grudge against the entire Western Regions. Now the Little Thunder Temple has been destroyed, and the people of the Western Regions believe in Nalanda. But now, not only the Great Qian Dynasty, but also the fortunes of the various countries in the Western Regions are declining.”

“At this rate, all the kingdoms will perish within a hundred years… At that time, the Western Regions will enter a long period of decline. But if there is the blessing of good fortune, the situation will be completely different.”

A glint of light appeared in the old monk's eyes: "The Lord of Reincarnation's condition is to exchange fortune with us?"

The white-robed Bodhisattva, with her delicate jade feet resting on lotus flowers, her face icy, nodded slightly and said, "Possessing a vast national fortune, even if other nations perish in the future, it will not affect the fortune of the entire Western Regions. Only in this way can one be qualified to attempt ascension."

The cultivation methods in the Western Regions are extremely unique, and they also have a special way to enhance their strength: they can convert the power of faith of the creatures of the Western Regions into their own power, and then temporarily ascend to immortality.

If one has enough faith power, one can even use it to break through to the Feather Transformation Realm.

However, this power of faith is not invincible. First, the power of faith is produced by the creatures of the Western Regions. Once the kingdoms of the Western Regions are destroyed and the people are displaced, the power of faith will weaken.

Second, the power of faith can only be used in the Western Regions.

The Buddha of Xiaoleiyin Temple was so eager to prevent the Azure Emperor from ascending to immortality and entering the territory of the Eastern Continent that he was killed before he could even use his faith.

The power of faith in Xiaoleiyin Temple now belongs to Nalanda.

"I heard that after Mu Zhian attained enlightenment, he possessed a natural furnace for the Feather Transformation Realm. If a female cultivator cultivates with him a few times, she will be qualified to break through to the Feather Transformation Realm," the old monk said slowly.

The woman Bodhisattva's crystal-clear eyes remained calm as she gazed into the distance without sorrow or joy, and said serenely, "To achieve ascension by relying on others is ultimately a inferior path; to achieve ascension through the faith of living beings is the true way."

For female cultivators in the Nine Provinces, the prospect of a natural furnace is an irresistible temptation, but in the Western Regions, especially in the eyes of female bodhisattvas, it is nothing more than a heretical and evil path.

The so-called "natural furnace" was not enough to make her feel any emotional fluctuations, let alone desires.

"What does the Lord of Reincarnation want us to do?" the old monk asked.

"The first Lord of Reincarnation returned to the Forbidden Land of Reincarnation with his disciples. A great battle will be fought in the Forbidden Land of Reincarnation in the future, and she hopes to take this opportunity to completely convert her master."

"Besides, the Lord of Reincarnation wants Mu Zhi'an. However, I suspect that the Lord of Reincarnation is not the only one involved in this matter. During the last dynasty's collapse, Isis of the Immortal Forbidden Land obtained a huge national fortune, and she is probably one of the collaborators this time."

The old monk clasped his hands together and sighed softly, "After this, I'm afraid the Western Regions will also be drawn into this conflict."

The female bodhisattva remained calm. Her appearance was completely different from that of the Eastern Continent. She was a typical Western Region person. Although her face was hazy, her delicate features were still visible.

Upon hearing this, she replied in a cool and indifferent tone: "The Heavenly Dao is about to descend, and no force in the Nine Provinces can remain unaffected. In any case, the fate of the nation plays an irreplaceable role in the Western Regions. For the Western Regions, the value of the fate of the nation is higher than that of Mu Zhi'an."

The old monk nodded slowly.

For other powers, national fortune is merely something used to stabilize the dynasty, but for the Western Regions, only by stabilizing the dynasty can the power of faith be maintained.

Ultimately, all that the Western Regions had been planning for was for the day they could ascend to immortality.

"Has the Southern Wilderness agreed?" the old monk asked slowly.

There has always been a lot of covert cooperation between the Western Regions and the Southern Wilderness, but now that the Three Pillar Gods have perished, no one knows what the current sole master of the Southern Wilderness's attitude is towards the Western Regions.

The female bodhisattva spoke indifferently, her glass-like eyes seemingly devoid of any emotion.

A cool voice followed: "The Goddess of Space, Xueyi, has agreed to this cooperation. She will assist us in capturing Mu Zhian."

……

After entering the back mountain, walk along a forest path for a while, and you will see a unique courtyard.

Amidst the vast expanse of white snow, a smokeless charcoal fire burned quietly in the courtyard, adding a touch of warmth.

Lan Mulian was sitting opposite her master, holding a cup of hot tea, with a chess box next to her.

Opposite his senior sister, Mu Zhian saw a stunningly beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure, dressed in a dark-colored robe. She held a chess piece in her hand, seemingly pondering the game.

I must be the only male cultivator in the sect who can freely enter and leave Liangyi Peak and even the sect leader's residence... Mu Zhian felt a mix of emotions, but also some regret. Judging from the current situation, it seems that the sect leader, this great shark, is not big enough to be contained in his pond. If she were to actually come in one day, countless fish in his pond might die.

After all, Yao Meng, this great shark, had been invincible in the past, but she couldn't be made to suffer when facing the sect leader.

But then again, the sect leader has known me since I was a child, and she started plotting all the way up to raising me to adulthood... Thinking about it this way, something doesn't seem right. It seems like I'm the one who's caught in her trap!

On another note, the black and white robes worn by the senior sister and the sect leader are really beautiful. Especially the sect leader's robe today, which looks a bit dark in color, but it perfectly highlights the snow-white skin. Moreover, the waist belt also outlines the size of her chest, making her look like she has a slender waist.

And...did she wear some light makeup? Her lips seem much redder and smoother than usual...could she have dressed up intentionally?

"Senior Sister and Sect Leader Sister are such a perfect master and disciple pair..." Mu Zhi'an's mind was filled with these thoughts when Shang Yanfei turned her gaze away from the chessboard, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at him with a pleasant voice: "Is there something you need? If you're here to see your senior sister, should I excuse myself?"

Mu Zhian came to his senses, shook his head and smiled, "It's nothing. It's just that I have some questions about cultivation that I can't get answers to, so I took the liberty of coming to see the sect leader and hope to get some guidance from him."

Shang Yanfei raised her eyebrows slightly, a faint smile appearing in her bright and captivating pale golden eyes: "Please sit for a while, and we can talk after our game is over."

Mu Zhian nodded, and then sat down next to his senior sister to watch the game.

Then, she couldn't help but glance a few more times at her senior sister's pretty and aloof face. She hadn't expected that her senior sister would actually have the upper hand in the game against the sect leader...

Just as Mu Zhian was thinking about this, he suddenly noticed that the chess pieces on the board seemed to have changed silently, with one of the white pieces quietly turning into a black one.

For a moment, he even thought he was seeing things. He subconsciously took a few more glances, and after confirming that he wasn't mistaken, he secretly glanced at Shang Yanfei.

The sect leader sat calmly in her chair. Occasionally, snowflakes mixed with the cold wind blew across the courtyard, making her hair slightly disheveled. Her gaze was calmly fixed on the chessboard, as if nothing had happened.

No wonder Yao Meng said before that the sect leader was a repressed pervert. It was too despicable for her to cheat in front of the disciples, and more than once... Mu Zhian calmly withdrew his gaze, glanced at his senior sister, and was thinking about whether he should remind her in some way.

Just then, he suddenly felt a strange sensation on his calf.

This caused his thoughts to pause briefly, and he subconsciously looked down.

Someone gently kicked him from under the table, then casually placed their foot on the back of his foot.

Her delicate, snow-white feet were crystal clear, with light pink nail polish on her toes, giving them a jelly-like transparent texture.

Following the instep upwards, you can see a delicate black anklet on her ankle, and a little higher up is the dark black skirt that sways gently in the wind.

Mu Zhian's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced discreetly at the sect leader sitting directly opposite him.

She toyed with a black chess piece in her hand, her fingertips deftly turning it, her gaze always fixed on the board.

She was stunningly beautiful and incredibly elegant, yet there was absolutely no change in her expression.

Is the sect leader warning me not to get in the way...? Mu Zhian had no choice but to suppress his many thoughts and was about to quietly watch the master and disciple play chess.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a slender hand silently cover the back of his hand under the table. The cool and soft touch of the girl's small hand made Mu Zhi'an's heart skip a beat, and he subconsciously looked at Lan Mulian's cold expression.

When did Senior Sister become so bold? She used to be so obedient and well-behaved in front of the Sect Leader, but today she actually…

Mu Zhian was secretly surprised, but quickly came to terms with it.