It turns out, they were the main characters.

In the past, Mu Zhian would only see the sect leader when there were important matters to discuss. Moreover, no matter how he looked at her, he would eventually forget her appearance. So, Mu Zhian gradually began to subconsciously ignore her appearance.

But now, looking closely at that face, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.

I feel like I've seen this somewhere before...

Looking at that stunningly beautiful face and listening to the sound of wind and snow outside the umbrella, Mu Zhian was momentarily lost in thought.

Much later, the sleeping 'immortal' he had seen deep in the Heavenly Court seemed to gradually merge with Shang Yanfei in his mind.

Mu Zhian suddenly woke up.

What's going on...?

What I'm seeing is a 'cross-section of humanity,' or the true nature of the sect leader?

Mu Zhian was somewhat confused for a moment.

Everyone who sees Shang Yanfei will see the one they like the most.

Mu Zhian didn't know whether the 'immortal' he saw was the sect leader himself, or it was just one of the 'faces of all living beings'.

At this moment, Shang Yanfei wrapped her arms around his neck and said softly, "The weather is bad, and my shoes and socks are all wet. Let's find another place to continue enjoying the snow."

……

In the center of the pilgrimage temple, there is a pavilion suspended in mid-air.

The pavilion has only one floor, and from there you can overlook a large part of the sect.

In a side hall of the attic, Shang Yanfei sat on a soft mat, nestled her delicate body in Mu Zhian's arms. Her black, elegant robes were slightly disheveled, revealing glimpses of her fair and alluring shoulders.

Her black skirt was layered and intricate, her white short socks, wet with snow, covered her jade-like feet, and her long, flowing hair cascaded down naturally.

After Mu Zhian removed Shang Yanfei's white socks, which were soaked with snow water, he held a wine glass in one hand and put his arm around her shoulder with the other.

Her face was flushed slightly, whether from being drunk or from being nestled in her lover's arms, it was hard to tell.

Mu Zhian quietly watched the gloomy sky and the heavy snow falling from the sky with the cold wind.

After a moment, he suddenly asked, "Sect Master, have you heard of the fortune test I conducted back in Tianxuan City?"

Shang Yanfei took the wine glass from his hand, took a sip, and said softly, "Mu Lian said that your luck is very special, and I heard it's pink."

Mu Zhian nodded slightly: "Everyone's luck will be reflected differently on the testing stone tablet. I heard that luck is an indispensable part if you want to step into the Dao Integration Realm. Every powerhouse in the Dao Integration Realm is a person with great luck."

"Should the sect leader give it a try too?"

Consort Shang Yanfei remained calm, merely toying with the wine cup in her hand: "Did your maid tell you everything?"

Mu Zhian did not answer, but instead summoned his Heavenly Dao Qi from within his body.

A soft white light enveloped the entire side hall, and then, the aura of the Heavenly Dao, like a loyal dog close to its master, kept floating around Shang Yanfei.

"This Heavenly Dao Qi was kept by the master of the Abyss with Ling'er. It will only be close to the master who has refined it."

"But it is close to you, and equally intimate with my maid."

Looking at the sect leader's cool, pale golden eyes and the faint smile on her face, Mu Zhian continued, "Logically speaking, only Master Jiyuan and I should have refined these three Heavenly Dao Qi, but it is so affectionate towards both you and Sister Mengrou at the same time."

"At first I was a little confused, but now I know."

"Because my handmaid is a primordial witch, but you are also a primordial witch."

Shang Yanfei smiled gently: "The original witch only had three spiritual consciousnesses, and now they are all inside your maid's body."

Mu Zhian gazed into the woman's eyes: "There was indeed only one Primal Witch."

"Just like there is only one primordial mother goddess."

“I have already seen her in that room deep within the Heavenly Court,” Mu Zhian said again.

For a fleeting moment, Mu Zhian saw a change in Shang Yanfei's expression for the first time; her eyes slowly widened, as if she were somewhat surprised.

But soon, that surprise turned into relief and reassurance.

Finally, her gaze softened, and she gently stroked Mu Zhi'an's face.

"You guessed right, I am an immortal."

She spoke in a gentle, all-encompassing voice: "An immortal who travels upstream from the distant future, across the long river of history."

……

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[I'm getting dizzy and my eyes are blurry from writing. I'll try to finish earlier tomorrow. Goodnight.]

Chapter 631 The Primordial Mother Goddess, Shang Yanfei's Creational Power

"I am the immortal that the cultivators of Kyushu speak of."

Seemingly noticing Mu Zhian's slightly dazed expression, Shang Yanfei spoke again in a gentle voice: "What is sealed in the Heavenly Court is my immortal body."

Seeing that Mu Zhian was still in a state of shock, Shang Yanfei couldn't help but smile and say, "Shouldn't you have had a premonition? Why do you still look like you've seen a ghost?"

Mu Zhian finally came to his senses and felt the soft, warm body in his arms. He felt his hands, which had been holding the woman's waist, tremble slightly.

This is a celestial being!

Mu Zhian did indeed have a premonition when he saw the 'immortal' sealed deep in the Heavenly Court.

But after hearing Shang Yanfei admit it herself, he still couldn't suppress the shock in his heart.

According to the rumors he had heard in the past, in the distant beginning, there was no concept of spiritual practice.

Until the birth of an immortal changed everything.

She used her creation powers to open up the Nine Provinces and created a cultivation system.

After that, if one wishes to live forever, one must continuously cultivate until reaching the Dao Integration Realm, then break free from the shackles of heaven and earth and ascend to immortality.

As for ascending to immortality... there is no path to immortality in that cultivation system.

It's not that they didn't want to leave behind the method of ascending to immortality, but rather that they simply didn't have the method at all.

At this moment, Mu Zhian's feelings were incredibly complex.

He realized that he was not just embracing a woman, but a true deity.

The mother of all living things.

If it weren't for the fact that he could still feel the soft warmth of the sect leader's body, Mu Zhian felt that he would have lost his composure.

He had unknowingly slept with the Primordial Mother Goddess in the past...?

Even if it wasn't her real body, her spirit was still the spirit of the primordial mother goddess.

Mu Zhian barely managed to calm himself down, turned to look at the gorgeously dressed beauty who was still admiring the snow scene, and said softly, "There is a common saying that after a cultivator merges with one of the three paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man, he can ascend to immortality as long as he breaks through the shackles."

"But how exactly one can ascend to immortality remains a mystery throughout the Nine Provinces."

Consort Shang Yan did not answer, but knelt on the brocade couch and reached out to hug Mu Zhi'an's head.

This woman, who appears to be somewhere between a young girl and a mature woman, is at the most charming stage of a woman's life. Her black gown seems slightly disheveled because of Mu Zhian's little action. Her long, flowing hair is loose, her red lips are luscious, and her jade-like neck is slightly curved. At first glance, she looks like a voluptuous and beautiful woman in her prime, but at second glance, she transforms into a cold and proud empress.

Her snow-white arms embraced Mu Zhi'an's head, tilting him slightly so that he could comfortably rest his head on her exposed, fair thighs.

From Mu Zhian's perspective, looking up from below, he couldn't even see her face at all; her full breasts proudly pushed up her clothes, hanging above his head.

A delicate, refreshing fragrance emanated from the woman, wafting into Mu Zhian's nose and momentarily interrupting his thoughts.

That's huge... Ugh, where were I talking to the sect leader?

Why is this lap pillow so comfortable...?

Just then, a woman's pleasant, gentle voice suddenly came from beside him: "Now, you shouldn't feel any more awe, right?"

Mu Zhian paused for a moment, then gave a soft "hmm".

The sect leader truly understands the principles of LSP... He couldn't help but feel genuinely impressed.

Anyone in this world who hears that she is a 'fairy' will inevitably feel awe, let alone talk to her or even have physical contact with her.

Even now, bound by the nine Immortal Golden Locks, she only possesses the strength of the Dao Integration Realm.

Shang Yanfei extended a pair of slender hands from her wide sleeves, stroked Mu Zhian's face, and said softly, "There is no such thing as a method to ascend to immortality in this world."

"And what about you?" Mu Zhian asked subconsciously.

"I was an immortal from the moment I was born," Shang Yanfei said calmly.

Some people spend their entire lives striving for spiritual practice, while others are on the throne at the top from the very beginning.

Mu Zhian was at a loss for words.

Fortunately, he didn't have much ambition for cultivation, so his mindset remained calm. He said, "Someone once told me that the existence of the Primordial Mother Goddess symbolizes the past, the present, and the future."

Mu Zhian said, "At first I didn't think much of it, but I only became suspicious when Sister Mengrou said that her bad luck had been transferred to other people."

"The primordial mother goddess is immortal because if any one of her in the past, present, or future dies, another one will rewrite everything."

Mu Zhian revealed his conjecture: "You are the Primordial Mother Goddess... or rather, you are the Primordial Mother Goddess's dominant spiritual consciousness, and one of her avatars in the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, while Wei Mengrou is the Primordial Mother Goddess's future incarnation, right?"

The primordial mother goddess symbolizes the past, present, and future—literally.

The past symbolizes the primordial witch. Although we don't know what she went through in the past, there is no doubt that she was a product of her breakdown after witnessing some despair firsthand.

Now, Shang Yanfei is the one who has planned everything and left everything to Wei Mengrou.

Because Wei Mengrou is the future incarnation of the Primordial Mother Goddess.

Shang Yanfei orchestrated all of this, paving the way for Wei Mengrou, not for anyone else, but for herself.

Those three streams of Heavenly Dao Qi will react to the Master of the Abyss, who is none other than the Primordial Demoness.

The Heavenly Dao Qi reacted to both Shang Yanfei and Wei Mengrou simultaneously, not because both of them had refined the Heavenly Dao Qi, but because they were actually clones of the same person. They were both primordial witches and primordial mother goddesses.

Shang Yanfei looked at him silently.

The air grew quiet.

The sound of wind and snow blew past outside the attic, while the roaring charcoal fire dispelled the chill from the outside.

"You're great in every way, except sometimes your eyes are too sharp."

After a moment of silence, Shang Yanfei sighed softly.