It turns out, they were the main characters.

But unexpectedly, that body was actually intended by Shang Yanfei to be sealed in the black box from the very beginning.

Shang Yanfei's brows relaxed, and her voice was gentle: "Any tiny thing in this world can change the future outcome. So I must keep it a secret."

Mu Zhian looked up at her: "Don't you need it now?"

Shang Yanfei nodded gently: "No need. The Heavenly Dao is about to descend, and the Heavenly Secrets I have been covering up are already waning. Your past memories that were blocked will soon be restored, so there is no need to hide them."

“The negative emotions of the Heavenly Dao will form an indelible misfortune, and within this misfortune lies His power. After that, I need you to seal my body left in Kyushu in a black box. In this way, even if the Heavenly Dao descends, it will be unable to do anything.”

Mu Zhian's eyes flickered slightly: "Just by sealing away His negative emotions, He will become extremely weak?"

"He was already wounded."

Shang Yanfei smiled and said, "The Heavenly Dao cannot directly interfere with the human world, but if it is willing, it can pay a huge price to forcibly break through the rules of heaven and earth and kill a certain person."

"In the past, He paid a great price to kill a person."

It seems that Heaven is truly willing to stop at nothing to kill the Primordial Mother Goddess... Mu Zhi'an asked, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

“I need your fox-ear form,” Shang Yanfei said softly.

He spoke in a serious tone, which surprised Mu Zhi'an, and Mu Zhi'an was stunned for a moment before asking, "Can I help you by transforming into my fox-eared form...?"

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" Mu Zhian asked with a look of suspicion.

Shang Yanfei gently raised one hand and snapped her fingers.

Click.

The black chains on his wrists turned into black light particles and dissipated into the air.

She tilted her head slightly and smiled at the boy: "Do you think I would lie to you?"

"Anyone in this world can lie to you, except me."

"So you can believe anything I say."

If Yao Meng were here, she would probably exclaim that she is an expert, or even marvel at how well she manages her husband.

From the past to the present, Shang Yanfei has never joined the disputes in the fishpond, but simply watched with a smile as the battles that almost broke out in the fishpond repeatedly erupted.

Then, little by little, build a foundation of trust in your loved one's heart.

I feel like I'm being kept as a pet... Mu Zhi'an looked at the woman's gentle eyes, but he couldn't feel any aversion. He said with a subtle feeling, "Of course I believe what you say."

He paused for a moment, then said strangely, "But Yao Meng also said before that she wasn't interested in my other form, she was just curious..."

And then...?

As it turns out, these powerful beings at the Dao Integration Realm all seem to have some strange hobbies, more or less.

On the other hand, could these hobbies be 'hereditary'?

Back when Mu Zhian was still young, Shang Yanfei had visited Tianxuan City and had a romantic relationship with him...

At that time, Mu Zhian was not even naive about love; he simply regarded this beautiful woman in black as a close older sister.

Who would have thought that the kind older sister would consider him her future Daoist partner?

I treated you like a friendly older sister next door, but you actually wanted to sleep with me... That's roughly the gist of it.

Since the patriarch of the primordial mother goddess had some hobbies related to refining... well, it's no wonder that the powerful beings who followed her also had similar hobbies.

Despite his thoughts, he couldn't bear to refuse the woman's request.

Mu Zhi'an raised his hand and made a hand seal. The next moment, his figure seemed to change with the activation of the demonic magic, and he successfully transformed from Mu Zhi'an into You Zhi'an.

For a fleeting moment, Mu Zhian seemed to see Shang Yanfei's beautiful eyes light up slightly, her eyes scanning over him.

Then, as if testing the waters, she cautiously extended her hand towards Yoo Chi-an.

Finally, she touched his hair and pulled him into her arms, letting the back of his head rest intimately on her lap.

Mu Zhian looked at the tenderness flowing in the woman's pale golden eyes, and his gaze lingered for a moment on her flawless body.

At that moment, a scene suddenly flashed through his mind.

That was back in the forbidden land of life, when a woman knelt beside him with her knees drawn up, stroking his head. Her eyes were incredibly gentle, and her hands seemed to have a reassuring warmth as she whispered something in his ear.

At that time, those eyes looked so tired, yet full of joy.

This is something that Mu Zhian experienced when he was a child.

It seems the hidden secrets are indeed waning. I'm starting to remember some of the memories that were previously hidden... Mu Zhian came back to his senses and couldn't help but think to himself.

Are you spacing out and thinking about something?

At this moment, Shang Yanfei's voice pulled Mu Zhian back to reality from his thoughts.

He came to his senses and smiled, "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt a bit emotional. I always thought that the spiritual energy of a natural furnace must be the most concentrated in the world... but I never expected that I would feel a spiritual energy in the sect leader that is almost no less than that of a natural furnace."

Shang Yanfei gently played with the fox ears with her fingertips and said casually, "This body is indeed rich in spiritual energy, but unfortunately, even if we cultivate together, I will not be able to give you spiritual energy. Cultivation will give you a lot of spiritual energy, and your body cannot withstand such a large amount of spiritual energy."

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhian felt a pang of regret.

As expected of a primordial god, the spiritual energy he possesses is truly terrifying...

Even from the Emperor of the Feather Transformation Realm, he had never felt such a powerful sense of pressure.

No wonder there is no path to immortality in this world. In the end, the Feathered Ascension Realm is beyond the scope of cultivators and transcends the rules.

But there is still an insurmountable gap between them and 'immortality'.

Mu Zhian even had a feeling that if he could absorb the immortal aura emanating from the sect leader, he might be able to successfully achieve Dao integration within a few years.

Of course, that's what I thought, but right now there's absolutely no way to absorb the immortal energy from her.

Unless there is some way to slowly and continuously absorb spiritual energy from the sect leader.

kiss?

This doesn't seem likely to last long, and its effect is minimal.

Besides these methods... are there any other options?

For cultivators, meditation and spiritual practice are as commonplace as eating three meals a day for humans.

To continuously absorb spiritual energy, it would be best to find a method as commonplace as a human eating when hungry.

For example...

Mu Zhian couldn't help but glance at the sect leader's enormous heart, then quickly shook his head, dispelling those bold ideas from his mind.

However, this one glance was enough for Consort Shang to notice.

She followed Mu Zhi'an's gaze and it landed on her own heart.

After a brief moment of surprise, a soft, shallow smile curved the corners of the woman's lips.

A voice suddenly rang softly in Mu Zhian's ear.

Would you like to give it a try?

Mu Zhian was stunned for a moment, not quite reacting.

But then, she cupped the boy's face in her hands and spoke softly in a gentle tone that seemed to embrace everything.

"If you call me Sect Leader Sister, I can grant your wish, okay?"

Chapter 632 Sect Master - Bride Form

Just for the novelty?

When Mu Zhian heard this, his feelings were somewhat complicated.

He had heard similar answers from several fish in the pond before.

"What's wrong? Don't you believe what I said?" Shang Yanfei asked in a gentle voice.

Her voice was as gentle as the song of a siren in the sea, and her snow-white dress, as thin as gauze, tightly wrapped her body, radiating a holy maternal glow.

If Mu Zhian felt more awe when he first met the Primordial Mother Goddess, then after learning that she and the Sect Master were the same person, a different kind of emotion arose in Mu Zhian's heart in addition to awe.

It was a love that was almost touching.

He likes Consort Shang.

Even though he knew absolutely nothing about Shang Yanfei, he still harbored special feelings for her.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Because throughout his life, it seems that the sect leader's shadow was always behind him.

From childhood, Mu Wange cared for him like a child until later, when Mu Wange sent him to Tianxuan City, Mu Zhi'an began to grow up smoothly in the Mu family.

During this time, Shang Yanfei became his closest neighbor and older sister when he was still naive about love. Then, when he was fifteen, she had a relationship with him under the identity of 'Mu Wanwan'.

When he succumbed to depravity and became a spoiled brat, Wei Mengrou became his personal maid to protect him.

Mu Zhian sometimes couldn't tell whether his feelings for the sect leader were more love or familial affection.

But at least for now, being in her arms seems to give me a strange sense of security.

On another note, the sect leader's clothes are really beautiful.

Mu Zhian's attention quickly returned to Shang Yanfei. If the body he had in the Liangyi Sect was more mysterious and intellectual, then the true body of Shang Yanfei before him seemed to have a charm that blended mystery, intellect, and holy gentleness.

The pure white robe seemed somewhat conservative, yet it was extremely gorgeous. The plain white long skirt with its front opening was adorned with countless blooming peach blossoms, the patterns were dazzling, making the snow-white robe exceptionally beautiful.

Although the robe completely concealed her delicate body, the openwork lace on her chest and arms revealed the crystal-clear and delicate skin. Her full breasts, which could be placed on a table, proudly supported the fabric. The surface of the robe exuded a holy glow, and her feet swayed like ripples on water.

This celestial aura symbolizes the inviolable sacred majesty of the primordial god who possesses the divine power of creation.

Her long, wavy hair was simply tied up in a bun at the back of her head, with strands hanging down, adding to her elegant and intellectual air.

Her snow-white wrists were bound by jet-black chains, and her pale golden eyes, though gentle and pitiful, also conveyed a sense of inexplicable awe.

It has to be said that Shang Yanfei's figure is indeed unforgettable, not only because her breasts are quite substantial, but more importantly because their size and curves are perfect.

At this moment, the sect leader was more captivating, noble, mysterious, intellectual, and holy than ever before. If one did not look at her voluptuous and alluring figure, one would feel genuine awe for this mother goddess and feel that she was immaculate and inviolable.

"What's wrong? I've never seen you so speechless when you see a woman before."

Just then, Shang Yanfei parted her red lips slightly, her voice revealing the unique charm of a mature woman.

"It's the first time I've seen your true form, and I'm quite mesmerized."