Category: It turns out, they are the protagonists

Chapter 454: Dragon Nature is Inherently █ 

This was actually a very outrageous guess. Normally, if a cultivator’s cauldron was cultivated to the extreme, it could indeed open up a world.

But the grotto-heaven world within the cauldron was ultimately a dead thing, and it was even more impossible for living beings to ‘live’ inside.

However, Shang Yanfei’s words just now made Mu Zhian suspicious.

In the past, he used the Heavenly Court Ring to let his spiritual sense escape into the Heavenly Court. Could it be that he wasn’t really entering the Heavenly Court, but entering his own Innate Celestial Furnace?

Mu Zhian slowly shook his head, wanting to deny this absurd conjecture.

“An ordinary Innate Celestial Furnace is unlikely to advance along with its master. Even if it advances, it’s impossible to have the effect of your Innate Celestial Furnace.”

A thoughtful look flickered in Yao Meng’s jade-green eyes as she recalled the feeling within Mu Zhian’s Innate Celestial Furnace in the past. She said:

“Ultimately, my spiritual sense was dying back then. According to my original estimation, even nurturing my spiritual sense with the Innate Celestial Furnace would require a long period of slumber.”

“But I woke up shortly after that…”

“Hmm?”

Mu Zhian’s thoughts stirred, and he subconsciously looked at Yao Meng.

“Ahem…”

The cool fairy coughed lightly, giving a faint smile. “In short, your Innate Celestial Furnace is indeed different from others, and the Spiritual Energy is much, much denser than ordinary Spiritual Energy.”

Mu Zhian silently looked at Yao Meng, now seriously doubting the trust between people.

This Sister Jade Empress indeed woke up very early. She was probably spying on me from inside my body before…

But combining Yao Meng’s words with everything that had happened before… For example, Emperor Medicine that others needed a long time to refine, he could refine within his Innate Celestial Furnace in an extremely short time.

Another example, he had experienced many things before and obtained many heavenly materials and earthly treasures, yet often he gained no benefit, and instead, everything was absorbed by the Innate Celestial Furnace.

Mu Zhian had checked ancient texts before; even for an Innate Celestial Furnace, there was never any description of it being able to devour all things.

“The higher my realm, the larger the Innate Celestial Furnace can expand… Until finally, it becomes a world of its own, becoming the Heavenly Court?” Mu Zhian murmured softly.

He currently had a Soul Transformation Realm Innate Celestial Furnace while at the Core Formation Realm. After Nascent Soul Realm, the Innate Celestial Furnace would be at Dao Integration Realm.

What about Soul Transformation Realm then?

And what after Dao Integration Realm?

If in the future he reached Transcendence, or even Immortal Ascension… what would the Innate Celestial Furnace become?

If the Innate Celestial Furnace really is the Heavenly Court, then I’m basically carrying a ‘mobile treasure trove’ with me… Mu Zhian felt a sense of shock inwardly.

One must know, the Heavenly Court was the lifelong pursuit of cultivators. No matter the cultivator, their ultimate pursuit was nothing more than resonating with the Dao and ascending to the Heavenly Court.

If cultivators outside knew this secret, they would probably go crazy.

“No wonder the Spiritual Energy in my Innate Celestial Furnace is so dense. Even throwing a silver ingot from the mortal world into the Heavenly Court to roll around would turn it into an immortal item.”

Tainted with Heavenly Court Spiritual Energy, a mundane item would no longer be mundane. It would nourish an ordinary person’s meridians and extend their lifespan.

Hearing Mu Zhian’s murmuring, Lin Ling, who had been lying on the table, had a flash of inspiration in her little head and held up her small notebook: “If we put a spirit crane into the Innate Celestial Furnace, will it also become more delicious?”

“Um… maybe.” Mu Zhian looked at Lin Ling somewhat strangely, thinking, Are you treating my Innate Celestial Furnace like some kind of pickling jar, throwing things in to marinate before taking them out to roast?

“Sect Master, I wonder if there’s any problem with my guess just now?”

Mu Zhian quickly turned his gaze back to Shang Yanfei, awaiting her answer.

“Rather than saying the Innate Celestial Furnace is ‘advancing’, I think it’s more like with each rank you advance, the Innate Celestial Furnace unlocks part of its shackles,” Shang Yanfei said.

Mu Zhian was slightly stunned.

Speaking of which, the Innate Celestial Furnace was a constitution bestowed by the Primordial Witch, and the Primordial Witch was suspected to be the ‘Immortal Ascension Realm’ immortal from the past.

If thought of this way, Shang Yanfei’s statement was plausible…

Just then, Shang Yanfei said calmly, “Actually, there’s no need to worry so much. You just need to know that after you advance from Core Formation to Nascent Soul, the Innate Celestial Furnace will have a huge improvement, that’s enough.”

Mu Zhian frowned slightly and said, “Wanting to advance from Core Formation to Nascent Soul in a short time might be somewhat difficult… I haven’t decided how to walk my future path yet.”

“Do Yao Meng and Sect Master have any suggestions?” Mu Zhian asked humbly.

Yao Meng was at the Transcendence Realm. Sect Master Sister’s realm was unknown, but her insight was extremely sharp.

Instead of thinking by himself while ignoring the jade legs of two beauties, he would likely take many detours. It was better to refer to their opinions.

Young Master Mu never felt embarrassed about eating soft rice (relying on women).

Lin Ling’s clear autumn-water eyes casually swept over Mu Zhian, letting out a soft ‘Aaa’.

Seeing Mu Zhian ignore her, she stared straight at him.

Mu Zhian ignored her, so she kept staring.

Until finally, Mu Zhian had no choice but to ask, “Does Senior Spirit Dragon have any suggestions?”

Lin Ling happily held up her small notebook: “No.”

Very good, she must be lacking stick education… Mu Zhian was speechless inwardly, his gaze falling on the light and elegant Yao Meng.

“The path I walk has always been the original path of the Jade Pool Holy Land, unchanged,” she shook her head.

Mu Zhian looked at Shang Yanfei: “Sect Master…?”

“The path I walk is also unsuitable for you. Actually, whatever you lack, whatever you want to obtain, just walk in that direction.”

Shang Yanfei’s voice was gentle and calm, her body always shrouded in black mist.

Her gaze fixed on Mu Zhian, as if seeing right through him.

“What I lack is nothing more than Essence Blood… During the Core Formation Realm, I walked the path of tempering the body. Since that’s the case, I might as well continue down this path.”

Mu Zhian murmured softly.

After all, he felt like his two kidneys weren’t quite enough…

Although he had the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox body, the Heavenly Phoenix technique, suppressing little fish wasn’t a problem. If he encountered Dao Integration Realm experts… it purely depended on their desires that night.

Don’t look at me, I’m talking about you, Lin Ling… Mu Zhian casually glanced at the silver-haired beauty.

“What’s wrong?” Lin Ling held up her notebook, her clear, pure red eyes looking over.

Her silver hair rested lazily on her snow-white shoulders, her embroidered shoes dangling beneath her off-shoulder white dress.

“Nothing…” Mu Zhian silently retracted his gaze.

The Spirit Dragon was the type of pure and dorky foodie beauty who looked innocent on weekdays, but in bed, sometimes when she got excited, she would be even more proactive than Mu Zhian…

Although afterward, this dragon claimed that the Karmic Fire in her body was fully responsible for that night’s events, who knew whether it was her own desire or the influence of the Karmic Fire…

After all, dragon nature is inherently █ (censored, likely ‘lewd’).

“But during my seclusion, what should be done about the Sabbath?” Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

The Lan Clan’s Ancestor Worship Ceremony hadn’t started yet, and no one expected the Sabbath to descend ahead of time.

The flying saucer in the Eastern Continent was dealt with, but some places were still disorganized. With the rules of heaven and earth restricted, there might be great chaos…

“You underestimate the Dao Integration Realm experts of the Nine Provinces. If the alien gods could easily suppress them, they wouldn’t wait until the Sabbath, when the Heavenly Dao blesses them, to dare descend upon the Nine Provinces,” Shang Yanfei said faintly.

Although in some places with advanced technological civilizations, cultivators often referred to places without technology trees as ‘primitive’, these cultivators from technological civilizations often feared these ‘primitives’ the most.

Because the so-called ‘primitives’ tempered their bodies not through technology, but through lightning tribulations.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t develop technology, but rather, cultivators of the Nine Provinces preferred to firmly grasp strength in their own hands.

She paused, then continued, “Besides, not everyone comes with ill intentions. Ultimately, the purpose of past Sabbaths was to transfer part of the Luck to the Firmament without damaging the foundation of the Nine Provinces.”

“Even during the Sabbath, when the rules of heaven and earth restrict Dao Integration Realm experts, the alien gods wouldn’t dare truly provoke the Nine Provinces. Those creatures lurking in the forbidden lands are much trickier than the alien gods.”

“However, to avoid trouble, the simplest solution is still for you to advance from Core Formation to Nascent Soul as soon as possible.”

As Shang Yanfei spoke, an object appeared in her hand.

It was an exquisite-looking small box, crafted from some unknown immortal crystal, emitting an ancient aura.

And Mu Zhian smelled a rich medicinal fragrance from within.

“Nine Spirits Pill ?”

Yao Meng’s eyes flickered slightly. She didn’t expect Shang Yanfei to even gift such an important pill to Mu Zhian.

Is this really something a Sect Master would do for a disciple?

This pill, even after her long time in the Nine Provinces, she had never seen one.

Although most ingredients for the Nine Spirits Pill were rare, they weren’t entirely unobtainable.

However, one of the ingredients needed to refine it could only be found within the Two Polarities Sect.

Or rather, only the Spirit Dragon had it.

—The Spirit Dragon’s Essence Blood.

The Nine Spirits Pill required one drop of the Spirit Dragon’s Essence Blood, and it had to be given willingly by the Spirit Dragon, with her own Spiritual Energy infused into the Essence Blood for refinement.

Although it was a seventh-grade pill, in terms of rarity, it was no less than an eighth-grade pill.

In a sense, it was similar to a Rank Advancement Pill, able to consolidate the cauldron’s Spiritual Energy and raise the rank by one level.

However, there was a certain risk for humans to consume this demon pill. The Spirit Dragon was ultimately in the ‘demon’ category. Consuming a demon pill, a human cultivator’s body would find it difficult to withstand the Demonic Qi, leading to bodily destruction.

But Mu Zhian wasn’t in the ‘human cultivator’ category.

After all… he was also half a demonic cultivator.

The moment Yao Meng saw the Nine Spirits Pill, she already thought of something, casually glancing at Shang Yanfei.

When Mu Zhian’s body shrank before, it was Shang Yanfei who suggested Mu Zhian go to the Demon Realm to advance his Three-Tailed Fox body.

And now the other party had prepared the Nine Spirits Pill… It inevitably made one think more.

“The choice is yours,” Shang Yanfei looked at Mu Zhian and said softly.

“Then this disciple will humbly accept.”

Mu Zhian didn’t refuse. He currently needed this pill to advance from Core Formation to Nascent Soul as soon as possible.

Shang Yanfei smiled faintly, “I knew you would agree. Go to the hot spring in the back mountain. There are medicinal baths there every day, which will help you refine the Nine Spirits Pill sooner.”

Mu Zhian nodded slightly, feeling some anticipation inwardly.

During the Core Formation Realm, he could suppress existences like Yao Meng. Once he reached the Nascent Soul Realm, let alone them, even suppressing Sect Master Sister and the Spirit

Dragon together should be no problem…

Bringing Senior Sister Lan along probably won’t be a big issue either… Mu Zhian solemnly accepted the Nine Spirits Pill, about to express his thanks.

However, the moment he looked up, he saw Shang Yanfei’s playful gaze sizing him up.

Lin Ling also furrowed her delicate brows slightly, her red eyes staring gloomily at Mu Zhian.

And Yao Meng beside them also looked at him with a half-smile, “What were you thinking just now?”

“Ahem… nothing, I’ll go refine the Nine Spirits Pill first.”

These three beauties seem to have some means to sense my thoughts… Mu Zhian muttered silently and turned to leave.

Lin Ling waved gently at him. Soon, she saw before the mountain peak ahead, the figure of a disciple seemed to be approaching on a sword.

In her hand, she held a plate of roasted Eight Treasure Crane, tender and juicy, enormous in size, emitting an alluring food fragrance.

“Disciple Ren Yue from the Imperial Kitchen Hall, under Master’s orders, delivering the Eight Treasure Crane to Two Polarities Peak.”

The female disciple from afar arrived on her flying sword, placing the plate in her hand on the table.

Her fingers trembled slightly, a hint of nervousness in her eyes.

There were only a few Dao Integration Realm experts in the entire Eastern Continent, yet now there were three on Two Polarities Peak, and it was heard the Jade Empress had already transcended and ascended…

Lin Ling glanced at the female disciple, held up her small notebook, and wrote: “Thank you, you may return first.”

After saying that, once the female disciple left, Lin Ling sat on the chair by the courtyard, watching Yao Meng playing Go with Shang Yanfei, and began enjoying her feast.

…

To cultivators, several months were but an instant, let alone Mu Zhian only needing three days to refine the pill.

Three days later, in the afternoon, there was no wind, but thunder rumbled in the sky.

Dense Spiritual Energy filled the back mountain, accompanied by a hint of bewitching aura slowly spreading out.

Mu Zhian felt the dense Spiritual Energy currently radiating from his Innate Celestial Furnace and slowly opened his eyes, which glowed with a pink luster.

The rules between heaven and earth were temporarily shielded.

For an instant, within the Nine Provinces, ancient beings in several forbidden lands silently opened their bizarre beast eyes, letting out a cold snort.

During the Sabbath, the flying saucer descended upon the Nine Provinces with great commotion, naturally disturbing the slumbering ancient beings. However, with the Heavenly Dao’s suppression at that time, they were unwilling to damage their own Essence Blood to intervene.

But now that the rules of heaven and earth had inexplicably become ineffective… the situation was different.

“With this, this matter comes to an end.”

Mu Zhian let out a long sigh. Just as Shang Yanfei said, after advancing from Core Formation to Nascent Soul, he could indeed shield the rules between heaven and earth, albeit with a time limit.

And unlike before, he didn’t need to rely on the status of the Lord of the Heavenly Court to shield the rules of heaven and earth.

But without relying on the Heavenly Court’s status, he also didn’t have the combat power of the ‘Lord of the Heavenly Court’.

“Why do I feel like I’m going further and further down the path of support…”

Mu Zhian murmured to himself, looking up at the dark, oppressive sky, feeling somewhat emotional.

After the Nascent Soul Realm, he could shield the rules of heaven and earth for a certain period. If the shielded area was reduced, this shielding time could be extended.
A simple explanation is that Mu Zhian was a humanoid signal jammer.

But it didn’t matter. Support was support. After all, supports are constant, while carries flow like water (gaming term, supports are always needed, carries change)…

“Time to inform Yao Meng and the others about this.”

Mu Zhian looked up towards the mountain peak ahead that resembled a reclining giant, stepping forward into the air.

One of the symbols of advancing from Core Formation to Nascent Soul was no longer needing to fly on a sword.

…

Two Polarities Peak.

“It seems he has successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul Realm.”

At this moment, Yao Meng was playing with a Go piece in her hand, looking at Shang Yanfei sitting opposite her, and spoke calmly.
Shang Yanfei looked at the Go board and said nonchalantly, “Failing to advance from Core Formation to Nascent Soul dozens of times isn’t strange, but with his talent, succeeding in one try isn’t strange either.”

Yao Meng placed the white piece in her hand onto the board, looked at this peerlessly beautiful woman, and suddenly smiled brightly: “Actually, sometimes I always feel that Sect Master Shang treats him less like caring for a disciple, and more like caring for her own child.”

The peerlessly beautiful Sect Master, dressed in raven-black magnificent robes, calmly lifted her eyes for a glance, then elegantly took a sip of tea, making her lips appear even more alluringly lustrous.

“What does Fairy Yao Meng mean by this?”

Yao Meng looked over with a hint of a smile and said, “Would Sect Master Shang go to such lengths for other disciples within the sect?”

“No.”

Shang Yanfei was very frank, her voice calm and composed: “I help him because he has such potential, and…”

She paused: “Lin Ling also likes him very much.”

“Then what about Sect Master Shang?”

Yao Meng’s eyes shifted, a glimmer rippling in her beautiful eyes as she said leisurely, “Actually, I’ve always found it strange. If you say you have no feelings for him, you probably wouldn’t pay so much attention to him.”

“But if you say you like him, you’ve always let him fool around outside…”

“Or perhaps, Sect Master Shang has certain… strange hobbies?” Yao Meng asked casually, recalling her disciple Ye Qian.

“What my feelings are for him isn’t important.”

Shang Yanfei gently put down her teacup. Sensing the hint of danger in Yao Meng’s eyes, she suddenly revealed a faint smile.

“What’s important is—”

“What does Fairy Yao Meng think his feelings are… for me?”

Chapter 453: The Innate Celestial Furnace is the Heavenly Court?

“Did you just say he has a way to rewrite the rules between heaven and earth?”

Yao Meng sat on a chair in the forest, her body shrouded in hazy immortal mist, only vaguely revealing a graceful figure hidden within. Her jade-green beautiful eyes held a hint of contemplation.

Back at the Jade Pool Holy Land, she had indeed sensed that Mu Zhian had rewritten the rules of heaven and earth outside the Jade Pool Ancestral Land.

Or rather, it wasn’t rewriting the rules of heaven and earth, but forcibly relying on the status of the Lord of the Heavenly Court to make the Heavenly Court’s rules supersede the rules of heaven and earth.

But logically, given Mu Zhian’s current situation, the Heavenly Court’s rules should only be able to rewrite a partial area.

Could he actually make the Heavenly Court’s rules replace the rules of the entire world, shielding the entire Heavenly Dao?

Shang Yanfei lifted her eyelids, her gaze fixed on the young man who had just appeared on Two Polarities Peak with Lin Ling not far ahead. She said calmly, “He can’t right now.”

“However, after advancing to the Nascent Soul Realm, the Innate Celestial Furnace will be infinitely close to the Dao Integration Realm.”

“After all, he seems to have taken certain medicinal pills, and the Innate Celestial Furnace has advanced once before, right?”

Yao Meng’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she gave Shang Yanfei a meaningful look.

“Although Sect Master Shang is on Two Polarities Peak, you seem to be very clear about what’s happening outside.”

Shang Yanfei said faintly, “I only know a little about matters within the Two Polarities Sect. I don’t know much about outside affairs.”

Yao Meng raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, her eyes shifting, rippling with a playful look.

She didn’t think the other party was lying, because Shang Yanfei’s true body indeed couldn’t leave the Two Polarities Sect.

The chains within the black mist behind this Sect Master were not her Ancestral Artifact, but shackles restricting her true body.

This Sect Master had sealed her true self and never showed her true body to others.

Even a wisp of spiritual sense split off couldn’t be maintained outside for too long.

While the two were chatting idly, Mu Zhian in the distance had already arrived at Two Polarities Peak.

Yao Meng is indeed here, but surprisingly she didn’t start fighting with Sect Master Sister… Mu Zhian glanced over without showing any change in expression, then clasped his hands in a salute: “Disciple Mu Zhian pays respects to Sect Master.”

No matter what, on the surface, Mu Zhian was still a disciple of the Two Polarities Sect, so this bit of etiquette was necessary.

This was also to avoid arousing Yao Meng’s suspicion.

After all, calling Shang Yanfei ‘Sect Master Sister’ sounded somewhat ambiguous no matter how one thought about it.

Shang Yanfei lifted her fingertip, and a cup of tea appeared on the table. Her voice was crisp and pleasant: “The Jade Empress and I were just talking about you.”

As she spoke, her gaze fell on Lin Ling. After gazing for a moment, a gentle smile appeared: “It seems the Karmic Fire has been completely eliminated.”

Yao Meng raised her eyebrows slightly, glancing at Shang Yanfei without leaving a trace.

Does this mean… this Sect Master was fully aware that Lin Ling went looking for Mu Zhian earlier?

Or perhaps… she was the one who guided the Spirit Dragon to find Mu Zhian?

Yao Meng quickly shifted her gaze to Mu Zhian, soon noticing some bloodstains on his white robe. Her brows furrowed slightly: “Were you attacked on your way here just now?”

Mu Zhian silently exchanged a look with Lin Ling, then said, “The Sabbath’s flying saucer landed near the Martial World. They wanted to take Lin Ling away… but Lin Ling and I destroyed that flying saucer together.”

“Did you use the authority of the Heavenly Court? No wonder your aura is so chaotic.”

Yao Meng’s delicate brows furrowed slightly. Then, she reached out, grabbed Mu Zhian’s hand, and a gentle ray of light enveloped him.

The Principles of Time accelerated everything about Mu Zhian backwards, restoring him to his state from a day ago.

Seeing Mu Zhian’s chaotic aura gradually recovering, Yao Meng felt somewhat relieved, but soon asked doubtfully, “But… why can you still use the authority of the Heavenly Court?”

“After that drop of Immortal Ascension Realm Essence Blood was refined by the Innate Celestial Furnace, it somehow appeared in the Heavenly Court by itself. I only discovered it by chance last time,” Mu Zhian said.

He was also somewhat puzzled about this matter.

Did the Heavenly Court originally contain Immortal Ascension Realm Essence Blood, or did the Immortal Ascension Realm Essence Blood previously refined into the Innate Celestial Furnace become nourishment for the Heavenly Court through some means?

Seeing Yao Meng still seemed worried, Mu Zhian smiled again, “Don’t worry, fortunately, I wasn’t injured.”

“Only the surface wasn’t damaged, but your body is ultimately only at the Core Formation Realm. Once or twice is fine, but if you descend with the status of the Lord of the Heavenly Court multiple times, the burden on you will far exceed your imagination.”

Yao Meng’s usually gentle tone carried a hint of warning: “If it happens too many times, even the Principles of Time won’t be able to fully restore your body.”

Don’t the Principles of Time directly rewrite the time on a person’s body? How can there be a situation where it can’t be restored…? Mu Zhian’s eyes held a hint of hesitation.

Beside them, Lin Ling hugged the wax paper bag, sat down next to Shang Yanfei, then took out the last meat bun from the bag and started munching on it happily.

Seemingly sensing the woman beside her looking at herself, she hesitated slightly, broke off half, and offered it to her: “Aaa?”

She had thought Shang Yanfei would refuse like Mu Zhian, however, the Sect Master took the half meat bun from her hand and put it in her mouth.

“Thank you.”

Lin Ling: “…”

Her rosy lips parted slightly, staring blankly at Shang Yanfei, seemingly not expecting this scene.

Then, her clear red eyes slightly lost their color, as if she had lost her dream.

Shang Yanfei glanced at the silver-haired beauty’s pleading little eyes and couldn’t help pursing her lips, seemingly suppressing the urge to smile.

“I have already ordered someone to prepare an Eight Treasure Crane. A disciple from the Imperial Kitchen Hall will deliver it here later,” Shang Yanfei said.

Lin Ling abruptly looked up, her red eyes faintly glowing.

She had eaten too many Eight Treasure Cranes from Boundless Sea Peak recently, to the point that even the usually otherworldly Spirit Dragon felt a bit embarrassed to catch the Eight

Treasure Cranes someone had painstakingly raised. She didn’t expect her to care so much about herself…

“Is it okay? It seems Boundless Sea Peak only has two Eight Treasure Cranes left,” Lin Ling held up her small notebook and asked, both expectant and guilty.

Expectant because of the Eight Treasure Crane, guilty because she felt sorry for the hard work of the First Seat of Boundless Sea Peak in raising them.

The spirit birds originally meant to reward inner disciples had all ended up in her stomach.

“It’s fine. You’ve worked hard these days.”

Shang Yanfei gently stroked Lin Ling’s silver hair, watching her close her eyes slightly, rubbing against her palm gently like an obedient cat.

Sect Master Sister is indeed a tsundere, looks serious but is actually a bit black-bellied, likes to tease people… Mu Zhian observed this scene from the side, gaining a new understanding of Shang Yanfei.

Miss Spirit Dragon clinging like a cat, and the peerlessly beautiful woman in magnificent robes stroking Lin Ling’s silver hair, her eyes gentle… It had to be said, such a beautiful scene was truly nice.

Mu Zhian sighed inwardly, then his gaze unconsciously fell on Shang Yanfei’s plump lips.

He recalled what happened back in the Demon Realm.

Was the Sect Master deliberately responding to the Demon Empress’s provocation back then, or was it…

Sitting beside them, Yao Meng caught the young man’s gaze. Her jade-green eyes held a breathtaking charm, her gaze sweeping playfully over Shang Yanfei.

She smelled a hint of ‘green’ (cuckoldry) in the air.

Just then, Shang Yanfei’s gaze shifted from Lin Ling, fixing on Mu Zhian. She said calmly, “Have you ever heard that in this world, often just the flap of a butterfly’s wings can stir up a storm?”

Heard it, heard it, the Butterfly Effect, I learned it before… Mu Zhian nodded slightly: “Why does Sect Master suddenly mention this?”

Shang Yanfei didn’t answer, merely continuing on her own: “All things exist with constants and variables. Often, a tiny change can make the final outcome incredibly terrible.”

“Time is also the same. The Jade Empress used the Principles of Time to rewind your body to its state from a day ago. During this process, there will also be variables.”

“Every time she applies the Principles of Time to you, it might restore your body to its original state, but as the number of times increases, the next time might become very bad.”

This is similar to when I dual cultivate with my fish. The first time feels okay, but after many times, I feel my body becoming terrible…

Speaking of which, was that probability theory just now? If Sect Master Sister were in the modern era, she would definitely be a top female student… Mu Zhian thought.

He recalled the Primordial Witch’s ‘save file’ ability. Every time a save was reloaded, it wouldn’t necessarily become better than the first time; it purely depended on the micro-operations after loading the save.

“So, the Principles of Time can’t be used repeatedly on one person either, otherwise, there will sooner or later be a ‘bad luck’ day?” Mu Zhian murmured thoughtfully.

Shang Yanfei looked at him quietly, then suddenly smiled brightly: “Actually, all the bad luck in this world is just paving the way for a better reunion in the future.”

She paused: “Did you hear what the Jade Empress and I were saying just now?”

“Are you referring to the prerequisite for modifying the rules of heaven and earth requiring me to advance from Core Formation to Nascent Soul?” Mu Zhian asked.

He had heard their conversation nearby just now and couldn’t help feeling doubtful. Looking at Lin Ling, who was lying bored on the wooden chair, swinging her head while waiting for the

Eight Treasure Crane, he said, “Logically, even after advancing from Core Formation to Nascent Soul, I shouldn’t be able to rewrite the rules of heaven and earth.”

“Your cauldron can’t, but the Innate Celestial Furnace can.”

Shang Yanfei nonchalantly picked up the letter paper Mu Zhian had written her, leisurely folding it into a paper crane. “You took medicinal pills in the past, causing the Innate Celestial Furnace to advance once. The Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox strengthened your Innate Celestial Furnace once more.”

“After advancing from Core Formation to Nascent Soul, your Innate Celestial Furnace will be equivalent to the Dao Integration Realm.”

“At that time, you are the rule. Wherever you are, the Heavenly Court’s rules will supersede the Heavenly Dao.”

The more Mu Zhian listened, the more something felt wrong: “What does the Innate Celestial Furnace have to do with the Heavenly Court’s rules? My Innate Celestial Furnace body can only be used passively…”

The Innate Celestial Furnace was passive, not active. Mu Zhian being able to rewrite the rules of heaven and earth before was purely relying on the Heavenly Court’s power to forcibly ‘brute force’ it.

To put it bluntly, he relied on the status of the Lord of the Heavenly Court to forcibly suppress the rules of heaven and earth.

But what Shang Yanfei was saying now shattered his understanding.

Why would an ‘auxiliary’ constitution now become one capable of rewriting the rules of heaven and earth?

Shang Yanfei definitely wouldn’t lie or say something baseless; she must have her reasons.

Thinking carefully now, why did that drop of Immortal Ascension Realm Essence Blood appear in the Heavenly Court after clearly being devoured by the Innate Celestial Furnace?

Countless thoughts flashed through Mu Zhian’s mind like fleeting shadows, until finally, his astonished expression gradually froze on his face, then disappeared bit by bit.

He slowly looked up and said in a low voice, “The Innate Celestial Furnace… is the Heavenly Court… right?”

Chapter 452: The Big Big Shark in the Fishpond 

That voice was deafening like thunder. The Measuring Ruler whistled past, seeming as if it would shatter the entire flying saucer.

The gazes of the two Dao Integration Realm experts followed the direction of the Measuring Ruler, landing on the white-robed young man not far ahead.

“Dao Integration Realm?”

“No… If it were Dao Integration Realm, they should be restricted by the rules of heaven and earth, they shouldn’t be able to attack us…”

Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s eyes were filled with suspicion and uncertainty. He realized something was wrong because they were originally acting under the Heavenly Dao’s ‘decree’, collecting the Nine Provinces’ Luck to give to the Firmament. Defying their will meant defying the Heavenly Dao.

But this person before them showed absolutely no sign of being restricted by the rules of heaven and earth. The Spiritual Energy radiating from him clearly didn’t belong to an ordinary Dao Integration Realm expert.

“Regardless, let’s probe his background first. Even if he’s at the Dao Integration Realm, he’s only at the same realm as you and me.”

The Immortal Lord immediately came back to his senses. He watched Mu Zhian, his tone calm, like a lofty god.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, transforming it into a giant palm grabbing towards Mu Zhian. The rules of heaven and earth did not restrict his combat power, so much so that the mere instant he attacked caused the Spiritual Energy between heaven and earth to tremble.

But the moment he stretched out his hand, the young man who had been right before his eyes vanished from sight. Then, in a certain instant, the ground became devastated, mountains and forests collapsed, and the sky turned gloomy, looking as if a heavy rain was about to fall at any moment.

He casually rewrote the weather, but this wasn’t the Immortal Lord’s power, it was the power of the Heavenly Court!

The Immortal Lord felt as if trapped in a vortex. When he looked up, he couldn’t see a single figure, even Myriad Dragon Supreme One who had been beside him just moments ago was gone.

At this moment, he was both shocked and furious. Shocked because he was at the Dao Integration Realm, the pinnacle of cultivators, yet now he couldn’t figure out what this young man had done. Furious because he realized the gap between the other party and himself.

Logically, the limit for cultivators was Dao Integration Realm, and he had the Heavenly Dao’s blessing. Ordinary Dao Integration Realm experts shouldn’t stand a chance.
Like the Spirit Dragon, without the restriction of the rules of heaven and earth, the Spirit Dragon was naturally no weaker than him. But the ones blessed by the Heavenly Dao were them. If the Spirit Dragon attacked them, she would naturally be restricted by the Heavenly Dao.

This was the rule of the Heavenly Dao.

But this person… this person was not bound by the rules of heaven and earth!

There was only one possibility: this person was also one of the leaders of the Sabbath!

But this person’s figure hadn’t been seen in the Sabbath’s warship.

“No need to look. The Heavenly Dao isn’t the only one that can rewrite the rules of heaven and earth.”

“The current rule of heaven and earth is that in this space, there are only you and me, and you are an ordinary person.”

At a certain moment, the Immortal Lord suddenly discovered a figure appearing behind him. He abruptly turned his head. Mu Zhian grabbed his hair, stepped on the Immortal Lord’s back, and ruthlessly forced him to kneel on the ground.

In a daze, the Immortal Lord turned his head incredulously towards the young man behind him.

“This Seat is the Sabbath’s—”

Mu Zhian leaned down, pressing the Measuring Ruler against his throat, and gently swiped.

“I unilaterally declare that your Sabbath journey ends here.”

Boom!

The spatial laws in this area completely collapsed. The Immortal Lord’s head fell off, but he still wasn’t dead. His face twisted, blue veins popping on his forehead. He turned his head and roared fiercely, “I am the Immortal Lord—”

The next moment, the Measuring Ruler pierced his brow.

A wisp of clear light rippled out from the Immortal Lord’s body. In an instant, his eyes slowly widened, and his body abruptly stiffened.

…

At this moment, within the hall, Myriad Dragon Supreme One looked at the empty hall with an incredibly ugly expression, falling into helpless fury.

In just one encounter, the Immortal Lord had disappeared, the ‘alien cultivators’ in the hall were all gone, and the Spirit Dragon in the distance was enveloped in a milky white halo, impossible to approach even slightly.

Is this really something a Dao Integration Realm cultivator can do?

Absolutely impossible!

He himself was at the Dao Integration Realm and naturally knew that even Dao Integration Realm experts couldn’t rewrite the rules between heaven and earth. Logically, there was only one existence in this world capable of rewriting the rules of heaven and earth… that was the Heavenly Dao.

Just then, he vaguely sensed the space around him slightly distorting. Then, the next moment, he saw the white-robed young man walk out from the distorted space, carrying the Immortal Lord’s corpse.

Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s pupils contracted, his face twisted, and he roared, “Who exactly are you?! Among the many alien stars, this Seat has never seen you.”

He still believed that only the Heavenly Dao could modify the rules of heaven and earth. This person must also be one of the leaders of the Sabbath.

Mu Zhian said faintly, “Did you think the Heavenly Dao would only help you?”

Myriad Dragon Supreme One stared at Mu Zhian, not making a sound.

Mu Zhian smiled, “The mastermind behind the Sabbath is the Heavenly Dao. Didn’t it secretly tell you in some way that it’s my wife?”

Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s blood rushed to his face; he felt utterly insulted.

The leaders of the Sabbath who descended upon the Nine Provinces were all Dao Integration Realm experts harmonized with the Heavenly Dao, all holding the Heavenly Dao in high respect.

Mu Zhian insulting the Heavenly Dao was, to them, trampling on their dignity.

“This Seat will tear you into ten thousand pieces!”

Myriad Dragon Supreme One was completely enraged. His black armor shone with a dazzling luster. He drew his sword from the void and charged towards Mu Zhian.

Mu Zhian’s expression remained calm throughout.

How pathetic.

They didn’t even know they were being used by the Heavenly Dao, still thinking the Nine Provinces were their backyard, where they could freely pick and trample, taking away all the good things.

Little did they know, the so-called alien starry sky was probably just a tool chosen by the Heavenly Dao.

Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s sword slashed towards Mu Zhian, seeming to tear the void. However, Mu Zhian didn’t move. A pleasant and melodious sound suddenly came from the distance.

“Aaaaaa——!”

Lin Ling let out a high-pitched, excited song. An extremely fierce aura radiated from her body. She was previously at the Dao Integration Realm, but within this area around Mu Zhian, she could exert the power of the Transcendence Realm.

Because, at this moment, the Heavenly Court’s rules within the flying saucer superseded the rules of heaven and earth.

“Killing is forbidden here.”

The moment she spoke, Myriad Dragon Supreme One suddenly found that he had lost the desire to attack, subconsciously releasing the sword in his hand.

As long as one wasn’t affected by the rules of heaven and earth, any Dao Integration Realm expert could be at the Transcendence Realm. And within this current area, the Heavenly Court’s rules superseded the rules of heaven and earth. As long as Mu Zhian allowed it, the Spirit Dragon was, for a short time, at the Transcendence Realm.

Lin Ling landed lightly beside Mu Zhian.

“Are you hurt?” Mu Zhian asked softly.

“I’m fine.” Lin Ling gently shook her head.

“Impossible! How is this possible! You are not a leader of the Sabbath, how can you rewrite the rules!”

In the distance, Myriad Dragon Supreme One watched this scene with an extremely ugly expression. His eyes widened slightly, seemingly in disbelief.

“On what grounds?!”

He felt a sense of anger, as if betrayed by the Heavenly Dao.

Even now, he still believed that the little tricks Mu Zhian used were granted by the Heavenly Dao, and they had been framed by the Heavenly Dao.

And… why did the Spirit Dragon seem so intimate with him?

Logically, a creature like the Spirit Dragon should find it very difficult to make friends, because she could accurately perceive others’ malice.

No one paid attention to Myriad Dragon Supreme One. Lin Ling seemed to sense the power within Mu Zhian fading. She opened her mouth slightly, wanting to utter the word “die”.

But just then, Mu Zhian reached out and pressed her shoulder, shaking his head slightly. “Let me handle it. Your white dress looks very nice, don’t get blood on it.”

Mu Zhian carried the Measuring Ruler and slowly walked forward.

However, for some reason, he felt he had no killing intent at all.

Even though he had wanted nothing more than to dismember Myriad Dragon Supreme One when he first arrived.

“Killing is forbidden here.”

Just then, a calm voice came from behind: “Except for Mu Zhian.”

In an instant, Mu Zhian’s killing intent surged sky-high.

…

Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s expression flickered. He felt utterly humiliated, not because he was being killed.

As a Dao Integration Realm expert, dying in battle could be considered a form of release.

What was unacceptable to him was dying humiliatingly without even the strength to fight back.

He sensed Mu Zhian approaching, abruptly raised his head, his eyes fierce: “You—”

Mu Zhian raised the Measuring Ruler. The seemingly ordinary ruler emitted a wisp of sword qi, severing Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s left arm.

“Both at the Dao Integration Realm, you dare come to the Nine Provinces to collect Luck simply because the Heavenly Dao restricts the great powers in the Nine Provinces who are harmonized with the Heavenly Dao.”

Mu Zhian smiled, “If the Heavenly Dao didn’t cheat for you, if there were no rules of heaven and earth, would you dare descend directly upon the Eastern Continent like this?”

This was the truth. Being at the same Dao Integration Realm, tempering the body to finally reach Dao Integration, and reaching Dao Integration through technological civilization were two completely different concepts.

The former relied on oneself, while the latter relied on technology.

“Forgot to tell you, I’m just a little cultivator at the peak of Core Formation. It’s just that the Heavenly Dao helped me, otherwise, it really wouldn’t be easy to kill you.”

As he spoke, he unabashedly released his own Spiritual Energy.

Myriad Dragon Supreme One was so angry he coughed up blood. He had indeed sensed the abnormality in Mu Zhian’s cauldron. This person didn’t even have ‘Ten Grotto-Heavens’.

He was indeed, as he said, just a little cultivator at the Core Formation Realm.

The Measuring Ruler fell again, severing Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s other arm.

Under the restriction of the rules of heaven and earth, he was like an ordinary person, just like the Immortal Lord moments ago who, relying on the Heavenly Dao’s blessing, treated the beings of the Eastern Continent unscrupulously.

Because they knew that with the Heavenly Dao’s ‘cheating’, the great powers in the Eastern Continent harmonized with the Heavenly Dao would be restricted by heaven and earth, making it difficult for them to suppress them.

Mu Zhian placed the Measuring Ruler against Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s neck, revealing a gentle smile. “In the future, I will find your star domain, then hang you high in the sky of your star domain, letting them admire the supreme style of the Supreme One predecessor!”

Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s eyes widened, bloodshot, filled with humiliation, anger, unwillingness, and various negative emotions.

He was once a ‘god’ in a star domain, but in the end, he died at the hands of a Core Formation Realm cultivator.

Such humiliation made his blood surge uncontrollably.

“Time to hit the road, Supreme One predecessor.”

Mu Zhian gently swiped. Under Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s wide-eyed gaze, his head and spiritual sense were wiped away together.

The entire flying saucer collapsed with a roar. Lin Ling glanced at the few cultivators inside the flying saucer and softly said something.

The next moment, those few cultivators from the Nine Provinces within the flying saucer were silently sent out.

Mu Zhian held Lin Ling’s hand. Invisibly, a milky white halo enveloped the two, completely isolating them from all external Spiritual Energy.

The golden light in his eyes gradually faded, and the vast Spiritual Energy within his body rapidly converged.

“Let’s go, back to the sect,” he turned to look at Lin Ling, his tone carrying a hint of gentleness.

Lin Ling nodded gently.

She glanced at the collapsing flying saucer and continued writing: “They came very suddenly. The great powers in the Nine Provinces harmonized with the Heavenly Dao are partially restricted by the rules of heaven and earth and couldn’t attack them.”

“Why did the Heavenly Dao do this?” she continued writing.

In the Spirit Dragon’s understanding, the Heavenly Dao was the aggregate consciousness of the Nine Provinces’ beings and should logically consider their interests. Yet the Sabbath was guided by the Heavenly Dao from the shadows.

“The Heavenly Dao is trying every possible way to exploit loopholes in the rules it set itself,” Mu Zhian said softly.

According to Mu Zhian’s speculation, even the Heavenly Dao itself couldn’t arbitrarily modify the rules of heaven and earth. But the Sabbath was likely written into the rules of heaven and earth long ago, so the Heavenly Dao could exploit this loophole to let alien gods descend upon the Nine Provinces.

“Why did it do this?” Lin Ling wrote.

Mu Zhian stroked Lin Ling’s silver hair, pondered for a moment, and said, “Perhaps… it got anxious?”

If so, perhaps the Heavenly Dao’s Luck no longer allowed it to ‘mess around’ like this. The Heaven-Chosen Ones it selected, Ye Yu, Xiao Hua, Lan Feiying, Huang Weifeng – the first two were dead, Lan Feiying was won over by Mu Zhian, and Huang Weifeng’s whereabouts were currently unknown after being taken away by a mysterious great power.

So it wanted to use a simple and crude method to end this contest.

But what exactly was the Heavenly Dao secretly contending with, to the point that the opponent seemed to have provoked the Heavenly Dao?

Mu Zhian’s eyes flickered slightly as he pondered these things.

Only when he heard a soft call from beside him did he return to his senses.

“Where are we going now?” Lin Ling was already holding up her small notebook, waiting for him.

“To the Two Polarities Sect,” Mu Zhian said softly.

…

Two Polarities Peak.

“With the Sabbath descending, does Sect Master Shang have any plans?”

In a quiet mountain forest, the woman in the green dress leaned against a chair, gazing at the peerlessly beautiful woman before her.

“Even if I wanted to have plans, I’d need a way.”

Shang Yanfei, dressed in a magnificent black robe, sat with her legs crossed, holding a teacup, her eyes slightly lowered, her gaze distant.

Beside the table lay a paper crane, already unfolded and placed aside. The handwriting on it was recognizably Mu Zhian’s even at a glance.

The Sect Master of the Two Polarities Sect casually placed it on the table. Anyone who didn’t know might think she was showing off something.

‘Look, he wrote me a letter, not you’ – that sort of showing off…

Yao Meng casually glanced at the letter paper on the table, looked up, and said with a beaming smile, “It seems that child trusts you very much?”

Shang Yanfei showed a faint smile. “The Jade Empress is his wife. The person he trusts most should be you… But, even you, didn’t you also come to Two Polarities Peak because of the matter of the rules of heaven and earth?”

Yao Meng nodded imperceptibly.

The formations within the Two Polarities Sect were special and could shield against the rules of heaven and earth. And these formations were Shang Yanfei’s doing. So, with this Sabbath, she naturally thought of this Sect Master.

However, her own Dao Companion having the same idea… did surprise her somewhat.

“During the Sabbath, the rules of heaven and earth will restrict great powers harmonized with the Heavenly Dao, making it convenient for the Sabbath to successfully complete the collection of Luck. Does Sect Master Shang know of a way to break this?” Yao Meng slightly collected her thoughts and then stated the purpose of her visit.

“I can’t even leave the Two Polarities Sect with my true body, so naturally, I have no way,” Shang Yanfei gently shook her head.

Then, her gaze casually shifted towards Mu Zhian, who had silently appeared before the back mountain, and the silver-haired beauty following him.

“But he does,” she suddenly chuckled softly and said.

Yao Meng turned her head, her gaze freezing on Mu Zhian.

Chapter 451: Wrath of the Heavenly Court p3

The Spirit Dragon’s song resounded through the hall. Even though she was bound by the Heavenly Dao’s shackles, she still emitted a terrifying aura, causing the entire hall to shake violently.

Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s eyes flickered slightly. He asked somewhat uncertainly, “She must have attacked you earlier and was therefore restricted by the Heavenly Dao’s shackles, right?”

“But to still have such Spiritual Energy even after being restricted by the Heavenly Dao’s shackles… As expected of the Daughter of the Great Dao.”

Myriad Dragon Supreme One let out a gasp of admiration, clearly surprised.

Because, the Spirit Dragon should currently be restricted by the rules of heaven and earth, yet the aura she was emitting was still astonishingly powerful.

The next moment, the Spirit Dragon slightly opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to use Words Manifest Reality to leave this place.

However, the sound of myriad shackles seemed to echo through the void, forcibly restricting her Words Manifest Reality.

—The rules of heaven and earth.

The Spirit Dragon, whose size almost filled half the hall, let out an angry dragon’s roar, nearly instantly obliterating the spiritual senses of many alien cultivators in the hall.

Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s expression changed slightly. He immediately brought his palms together. A formation rose from the ground in the hall, and he dripped his blood onto it.

The formation silently lit up, and the terrifying aura finally subsided. The enormous silver figure gradually shrunk until it finally transformed into a silver-haired beauty with a girlish figure.

The formation further restricted Lin Ling. A hint of unconcealable anger appeared in the silver-haired beauty’s usually dorky eyes, as she still clutched the meat buns Mu Zhian had just given her.

“No wonder they say the Spirit Dragon is a creation beloved by heaven. Although she has lived for eons, her nature is no different from an ordinary little girl.”

A joyful smile appeared on Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s always indifferent face. He spread his arms, feeling the immense Luck filling the hall.

“Such immense Luck, such power… If I can obtain it, I might be able to transcend and ascend in a short time. Even Immortal Ascension might be possible in the future!”

Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s eyes were filled with fervor. Although he had learned by chance about the Spirit Dragon’s ability to revive withered things in the alien star domain, how could he not be excited when he truly felt the aura radiating from her?

“You seem to be waiting for someone to save you? But this flying saucer has been moved to a safe place now, undetectable. Give up hope.”

The Immortal Lord noticed Lin Ling’s spiritual sense seemed to be searching the inside of the flying saucer and couldn’t help but smile.

Lin Ling didn’t make a sound. The cauldron within her body, ‘sealed’ by the Heavenly Dao, was secretly circulating.

Those harmonized with the Heavenly Dao would be restricted during the Sabbath, but she wasn’t resonating with the Heavenly Dao but with the Great Dao, naturally unaffected.

The so-called seal was just a shackle she had placed on herself.

She’s a real drama queen dragon!

Bang!

Just then, a loud rumble suddenly came from outside the hall. A bluish-purple light exploded outside, and a six-pointed star formation emitting milky white light lit up, containing spatial laws.

There were cultivators attacking the flying saucer outside, wanting to rescue the Spirit Dragon!

The Spirit Dragon reacted almost instantly, rushing towards the spatial formation.

The Immortal Lord reacted extremely quickly, raising his hand in an instant to place a seal on the spatial formation.

His face turned gloomy as he raised his hand, about to grab Lin Ling.

“The Spirit Dragon is the Daughter of the Great Dao. You two should stop.”

At this moment, an old voice came from the six-pointed star spatial formation. Immediately afterward, an old man silently appeared inside the hall.

Behind him were more than a dozen cultivators.

Faint shackles seemed to bind the gray-robed old man, but his aura was still immensely powerful, causing hearts to palpitate.

“Soul Transformation Realm?” Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s face was indifferent as he looked around at everyone. “Do you think you can stop us and let the Spirit Dragon leave like this?”

“I’ll go and stop the Spirit Dragon,” the Immortal Lord said slowly.

He paused and continued, “I should have sealed her cauldron earlier. The Spirit Dragon’s Words Manifest Reality are too strange. Not being decisive enough could cause trouble.”

Myriad Dragon Supreme One glanced lightly and said calmly, “Be careful. If she dies, the Firmament’s Luck will be gone.”

“Don’t worry, I know my limits,” the Immortal Lord replied.

His figure silently appeared before Lin Ling. His eyes were indifferent as he extended a fingertip to Lin Ling’s forehead.

Almost at that instant, Lin Ling abruptly raised her magnificent red eyes, gazing back at the Immortal Lord.

This gaze made the Immortal Lord inexplicably feel a sense of fear. His brow furrowed deeply, annoyed by his own fear.

The other party clearly couldn’t exert her Dao Integration Realm strength right now. Why would he still feel… fear?

He frowned slightly, raising his hand to seal the Spirit Dragon’s cauldron.

Boom!

However, just then, the entire ground shook violently.

Then, as if struck by lightning, the Immortal Lord’s body trembled slightly, and he subconsciously stumbled back several steps.

His expression changed slightly, and he abruptly looked up, staring incredulously into Lin Ling’s eyes, almost crying out, “Great Dao!”

How could this be… The Great Dao, which was emotionless, would actually protect the Spirit Dragon?

And did the Great Dao just warn them not to target the Spirit Dragon?

Although he had long known that the Spirit Dragon was a creature favored by the Great Dao, to put it bluntly, it was like a mother doting on her daughter… However, the current situation was still hard to believe.

After all, the Great Dao was considered an impartial existence in the minds of all cultivators. When cultivators made oaths, they swore by the Great Dao.

But now, the Great Dao actually tipped the scales in favor of the Spirit Dragon…?

The Immortal Lord’s heart trembled slightly. He was already having second thoughts, discreetly glancing at Myriad Dragon Supreme One in the distance.

They had wanted to capture the Spirit Dragon… But now they discovered that this creature couldn’t be taken away from the Nine Provinces…

No one knew how the Great Dao actually viewed the Spirit Dragon, or what would happen if they truly attacked her…

Without either of them noticing, Lin Ling gently crushed the jade slip in her hand.

A faint aura suddenly emanated from the jade slip. In the distant Heavenly Court, Mu Zhian slowly opened his eyes, a golden light seeming to replace the darkness within.

A will as vast as the sea descended.

On the other side, Myriad Dragon Supreme One currently looked down indifferently at the ants on the ground. With just a raise of his fingertip, a Soul Transformation Realm cultivator’s spiritual sense almost instantly shattered.

“You delusionally want to take the Spirit Dragon! Even if this old man wasn’t here today, there would be others to stop you villains!”

The Soul Transformation Realm cultivator’s face was solemn, his body emitting a brilliant golden light. His imposing figure was almost unbearable for the alien cultivators in the hall, forcing them to kneel uncontrollably.

He threw a punch towards Myriad Dragon Supreme One, his blood and Qi immensely powerful, terrifying Spiritual Energy surging. It clashed head-on with Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s finger, unleashing terrifying fluctuations that violently shook the formation of the entire hall.

“You burned your Essence Blood? Just to save the Spirit Dragon and make her leave this place?”

Myriad Dragon Supreme One sensed something amiss, his brows raising slightly. “After we take the Spirit Dragon away, the Eastern Continent will be at peace. What are you dissatisfied with, having to sacrifice yourself?”

“The Spirit Dragon is the convergence of the Nine Provinces’ Luck. If she isn’t in the Nine Provinces, what difference will there be between the Nine Provinces in the next ten thousand years and the Age of Dharma Decline?”

The old Soul Transformation Realm cultivator looked up. His body radiated astonishing aura, having even burned his Essence Blood, desperately resisting Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s casual finger strike from earlier.

However, he clearly didn’t realize that Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s eyes currently held a playful look, as if a cat playing with a mouse.

To a Dao Integration Realm expert, this was merely a game.

If he wanted to, he could end this farce at any time.

“How pathetic. Mere Soul Transformation Realm, not to mention your Essence Blood is already weakened, not at its peak, even if you were at your peak, so what?” Myriad Dragon Supreme One said with a smile, his Spiritual Energy pressing down bit by bit.

The old Soul Transformation Realm cultivator’s back bent inch by inch. He raised his head with difficulty, his voice sharp. “Your body also contains Spiritual Energy from the Nine Provinces. You once cultivated here, yet now you are so ruthless, bringing calamity to the Nine Provinces?!”

“This seat did indeed cultivate in the Nine Provinces for a while, but I left after Soul Transformation. This isn’t my home planet after all, so why should I care?”

“You can actually choose to swear an oath to the Great Dao, join us, and you’ll have a place in the future Firmament,” Myriad Dragon Supreme One suddenly spoke, inviting him to join the Firmament.

“Bah! Do you really think everyone covets that broken place called the Firmament?”

“Attempting to imprison the Spirit Dragon, you will face retribution! This old man only regrets not seeing you all beheaded before taking my leave!”
The Soul Transformation Realm cultivator laughed towards the sky, sadness and sorrow hidden in his eyes.

Though his lifespan was nearing its end, he was fearless in the face of a Dao Integration Realm expert’s might.

In mid-air, Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s eyes turned completely cold. Just as he was about to throw that punch,

“Aaaaa——!!!”

A pleasant song echoed through the silent hall. The incoming sound wave forced Myriad Dragon Supreme One to dodge clumsily, and he immediately glanced at the Immortal Lord standing beside him.

“What the hell are you doing?!” Myriad Dragon Supreme One roared, fuming with rage, his anger burning.

He was here holding back the enemy, but the Immortal Lord was standing by watching the show?!

The Immortal Lord glanced at Lin Ling somewhat apprehensively. He was already having second thoughts and didn’t respond to Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s words.

Silence fell upon the hall. Lin Ling’s red eyes stared intently at Myriad Dragon Supreme One, and she said softly, “Who are you, exactly?”

Myriad Dragon Supreme One collected his thoughts slightly, his gaze returning to the silver-haired beauty before him. He clearly didn’t know that the Immortal Lord had just brushed with death, and he offered an indifferent smile. “If I have to say, during the Sabbath, I am a god in the Nine Provinces.”

Then, he glanced at the Immortal Lord and said coldly, “Didn’t you say you were going to seal her cauldron? Why is she still fine? Suddenly feeling merciful?”

“If you can’t bring yourself to do it, let me handle it.”

The Immortal Lord didn’t respond. He wanted to see if truly attacking the Spirit Dragon would really bring down the Great Dao’s Heavenly Punishment.

And just as Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s hand reached towards Lin Ling, he saw her red lips part slightly. Then, a calm and pleasant voice echoed within the flying saucer.

“Mu Zhian is by my side.”

The sound of these words left the alien cultivators in the hall filled with uncertainty. They vaguely sensed an unusual aura.

The Immortal Lord beside them also frowned, looking at this dorky and cute, well-behaved girl, vaguely feeling something wasn’t right.

Who is Mu Zhian…? This thought flashed through his mind.

“Don’t worry, even if a Dao Integration Realm expert attacks, they will still be restricted by the rules of heaven and earth. Don’t forget, it’s the Sabbath now.”

As if guessing the alien cultivators’ thoughts, Myriad Dragon Supreme One spoke calmly.

Hearing this, the alien cultivators felt slightly more at ease.

Boom!

However, just then, within the silent Martial World, a crack, ten thousand zhang long, suddenly split open the usually tranquil space. Then, under countless horrified gazes, the Measuring Ruler whistled past, effortlessly slicing through the flying saucer’s formations, forcibly shattering the several layers of formations outside the flying saucer!

Immediately afterward, a thunderous roar boomed through the hall.

“Sabbath your mother, you son of a bitch!”

Chapter 451: Wrath of the Heavenly Court p2

The warship in the Martial World slowly rose into the sky, just like this approaching great tribulation, like a thick haze, silently enveloping the hearts of countless people.

The gray mist spread outwards bit by bit. In the vast Martial World, all beings were being devoured one by one, and the gray mist didn’t stop, instead slowly spreading outwards.

At the same time, in the World Sea, Southern Wilderness, Cloud Province, and other nine provinces, gray mist was spreading. Wailing and crying sounds came from some areas, which were mostly inhabited by ordinary people in the mortal world, protected by cultivation families’ formations.

But the moment the gray mist touched them, the formations collapsed, and the gray mist devoured the Essence Blood of the living beings, converting it into life force to nourish the Firmament.

However, the Firmament was clearly showing restraint. Although great powers harmonized with the Heavenly Dao were restricted by the rules of heaven and earth, that didn’t mean they were completely defenseless. It was just that the Firmament hadn’t touched their bottom line yet.

“Last time during the Sabbath, the others were truly benevolent, actually leaving so much Essence Blood untouched, only collecting part of the Nine Provinces’ Luck before leaving.” The Immortal Lord from the alien starry sky looked down at these beings on the ground with an indifferent expression.

“It wasn’t benevolence, it was just that the Heavenly Dao wasn’t damaged at that time. Now its Luck is damaged, so it naturally wants to compensate for its lost Luck through other means.”

“Besides, the gods of other star domains didn’t want to really push the great powers of the Nine Provinces too far.”

An illusory figure appeared beside the Immortal Lord.

Myriad Dragon Supreme One stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, “But all this Luck is just small potatoes. Obtaining the Spirit Dragon… that’s the main event.”

“Bring her back to the warship, and we can leave.”

The Immortal Lord snorted coldly, “I just obtained some information from the Essence Blood I devoured. The Spirit Dragon seems to be deep within the Two Polarities Sect. The Sect Master of the Two Polarities Sect is a Dao Integration Realm expert, not easy to deal with.”

Myriad Dragon Supreme One glanced at him and said solemnly, “In this star domain, as long as one is human, they’re restricted by the rules of heaven and earth. What are you worried about?”

The Immortal Lord slowly nodded.

“After absorbing the cultivators’ Essence Blood in this area, go and bring her back.”

After Myriad Dragon Supreme One finished speaking, his figure turned illusory and vanished.

The Immortal Lord casually glanced in the direction of the Forbidden Zone. His eyes were indifferent as he said to himself, “A world of its own, truly a paradise.”

His gaze swept across every part of the Eastern Continent, discovering more than one forbidden area, each containing restrained, terrifying fluctuations.

It had to be admitted, though weak in technological civilization, the cultivators here could reach the peak and advance to Dao Integration just by tempering their physical bodies, which was indeed astonishing.

After glancing around, he immediately withdrew his gaze, turning to other regions of the Eastern Continent, intending to replenish his Essence Blood using the Sabbath.

With just a raise of his hand, part of the Essence Blood and Luck of powerful cultivators within a certain region was instantly absorbed.

The Immortal Lord took half a step forward, preparing to head to the next region.

But just then, an old man with white hair strode forward. He rebuked angrily, pointing at the Immortal Lord in the sky and shouting furiously, “You beast! If your own star domain encountered such a tribulation, would you still be so at ease, treating lives like grass?!”

“Soul Transformation Realm? No… your lifespan has withered. Were you once at Dao Integration Realm, then severed your resonance with the Heavenly Dao yourself?”

The Immortal Lord’s face was indifferent, not caring about the wailing ants beneath his feet. “Fine, your Essence Blood alone is already an excellent medicinal ingredient. I’ll take your Essence Blood in exchange for the lives in this region.”

The old man’s face showed fury. He was once a great power, and even though his lifespan had withered, reducing him to Soul Transformation Realm, it didn’t mean he could be slaughtered at will.

His white hair gradually turned black, his withered skin renewed, and his cultivation level soared rapidly.

“Burning your Essence Blood like this, your life will be worthless afterward. Your descendants will have to be buried with you then,” the Immortal Lord said coldly.

He still stood with his hands behind his back, having not attacked the old man, as if regarding him as an ant.

This successfully enraged the old man. His Spiritual Energy erupted, and he threw a simple, unadorned punch towards the Immortal Lord.

However, just then, a golden shackle silently coiled around the old man’s back, the lock piercing through his body, ‘grasping’ his heart. Then, the shackle tightened.

Bang!

The old man’s body almost instantly shattered. Although his body immediately recovered the next moment, his aura was clearly much more unstable.

“Forgot to tell you, your past cultivation was based on comprehending the Heavenly Dao, right? Attacking me is tantamount to defying the Heavenly Dao’s Sabbath. Misfortune will befall you, and the rules of heaven and earth will also bind you.”

The Immortal Lord said with a faint smile, preparing to casually suppress him.

However, just then, a silver figure tearing through the void flashed past his eyes. The figure was fleeting, but his reaction was also extremely fast. A playful look quickly appeared in his eyes as he murmured to himself:

“Spirit Dragon?”

The Spirit Dragon’s Words Manifest Reality didn’t actually directly reach the destination but tore through the void to arrive. Encountering her here at this moment was indeed unexpected…

Although Words Manifest Reality allowed the Spirit Dragon to instantly reach the Two Polarities Sect, it was still a means of tearing through the void. Though the teleportation was incredibly fast, for a great power also at the Dao Integration Realm, he could still capture the Spirit Dragon’s movements.

The next moment, the Immortal Lord raised his hand, turning into a black figure, and similarly dove into the void.

…

Jade Pool Holy Land.

“Yao Meng isn’t at the Jade Pool Holy Land?”

Mu Zhian, having just arrived at the Jade Pool Holy Land, immediately received this news from the Jade Pool Holy Mother(Matriarch).

“Holy Maiden came to the Jade Pool Holy Land yesterday, and shortly afterward, she left,” the Jade Pool Holy Mother explained.

“Does Holy Mother know where she went?” Mu Zhian asked.

The Jade Pool Holy Mother slowly shook her head. “Holy Maiden’s movements have always been mysterious, and she didn’t inform us.”

She guessed, “But with the Sabbath just having descended, perhaps she went to Two Polarities Peak.”

During the Sabbath, the rules of heaven and earth would affect cultivators who comprehended the Heavenly Dao, but the cultivators from the Firmament wouldn’t be affected.

If there truly was someone in this world who could rewrite the rules of heaven and earth, many cultivators would probably think of the Sect Master, far away at the Two Polarities Sect in the Eastern Continent.

Perhaps… she would have a way to temporarily rewrite the rules of heaven and earth.

Mu Zhian slightly understood and was about to excuse himself to leave when he suddenly heard a female disciple’s hurried voice from outside the hall.

“Holy Mother!”

The female disciple had just entered the hall when she saw Mu Zhian, so she hesitated slightly.

“Just speak directly. Young Friend Mu is not an outsider,” the Jade Pool Holy Mother said.

The female disciple hesitated, then said in a low voice, “A cultivator just reported seeing the Spirit Dragon attacked and seemingly taken away.”

“Don’t speak carelessly! Senior Spirit Dragon is a Dao Integration Realm expert! Who in this world can take her away?!”

The Jade Pool Holy Mother lightly rebuked, subconsciously glancing at Mu Zhian.

“It’s absolutely true! That cultivator narrowly escaped from the vicinity of the Martial World. Shortly after encountering a disciple from the Jade Pool Holy Land, he died from Essence Blood loss. It is said that he witnessed the tragic events along the way,” the female disciple said.

The Jade Pool Holy Mother nodded slightly and said, “You may leave now.”

After the female disciple left, the Jade Pool Holy Mother subconsciously looked at Mu Zhian with worry in her eyes. “Young Friend Mu, it’s not the time to act rashly yet. Holy Maiden also instructed us not to leave the Jade Pool Holy Land when she came earlier… You—”

“I know my limits. Holy Mother can rest assured,” Mu Zhian nodded slightly.

The Jade Pool Holy Mother finally felt slightly more at ease.

She knew the Spirit Dragon had helped Mu Zhian a lot in the past, but during the Sabbath, the rules of heaven and earth clearly favored the ‘Firmament’.
If something happened to Mu Zhian, the Jade Empress wouldn’t stand idly by either.

Becoming enemies with the Sabbath meant becoming enemies with the Heavenly Dao. If all manner of misfortune befell someone, even a Dao Integration Realm expert wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

By then, it would truly be a great calamity.

Mu Zhian bid farewell to the Jade Pool Holy Mother and went to the ‘little black room’ where he had previously stayed.

Ye Qingxin was within the Innate Celestial Furnace. She had clearly been listening to the sounds outside just now. She hesitated slightly, about to speak.

But at this moment, Mu Zhian’s voice reached her mind first: “Does Sister Ye still intend to descend upon the Nine Provinces?”

“With the Sabbath having descended now, everyone is protecting themselves. If you are willing, I can wait until the Sabbath ends before guiding your true body to descend.”

Ye Qingxin raised her red eyes slightly and said faintly, “Let’s begin now.”

“The Sabbath isn’t targeting Dao Integration Realm experts but the Luck of the Nine Provinces, and some of the Nine Provinces’ beings.”

She paused, the corner of her mouth curving into a faint smile. “Besides, if I descend with my true body later, I probably won’t have the face to stay by your side anymore.”

Mu Zhian was silent for a moment: “I will try to make your true body descend now.”

He opened the heavy ancient coffin and lay down inside, closing his eyes.

Mu Zhian felt his body as if floating in the clouds. The next moment, he, along with Ye Qingxin’s wisp of spiritual sense, appeared in the Heavenly Court.

“Can Sister Ye sense your true body now?” Mu Zhian asked.

Ye Qingxin’s figure appeared beside Mu Zhian, closing her eyes slightly.

After a while, a woman in a black and red dress appeared in their vision from the depths of the misty Heavenly Court gate.

She was peerlessly beautiful, her body faintly emitting terrifying Spiritual Energy fluctuations. Layers of flames enveloped her, truly like a witch in fire, dazzling yet immensely imposing.

The two figures silently merged into one. Her hair fluttered, strands of flames scattering outwards.

A red dot on her forehead added a touch of bewitching charm.

The next moment, Ye Qingxin slowly opened her eyes.

A calm yet dangerous light seemed to emanate from her beautiful eyes.

Though at Dao Integration Realm, having been in the Heavenly Court all this time, Ye Qingxin’s cauldron had already expanded to its limits. She wasn’t an ordinary Dao Integration Realm expert, so it wasn’t surprising that she emitted such an astonishing aura.

Mu Zhian looked up slightly, gazing at the ancient Heavenly Court without sky or earth, as if confirming something: “According to the Heavenly Court’s rules, I will now open the Path to Immortality. Sister Ye, as long as you follow the Path to Immortality, you can descend to the Nine Provinces.”

“Do you intend to go to the Sabbath’s flying saucer now?” Ye Qingxin suddenly asked.

“Sister Ye, don’t you trust me?” Mu Zhian couldn’t help but smile gently.

Ye Qingxin was silent.

Back during the Jade Empress’s Transcendence and Ascension at the Jade Pool Holy Land, although she had gone to Yu State and other places, she had also heard about Mu Zhian slaying two Dao Integration Realm experts.

If he could descend upon the Nine Provinces as the Lord of the Heavenly Court, he could indeed quickly resolve the trouble in the Eastern Continent.

“Sister Ye, go down to the lower realm first,” Mu Zhian said.
“Unlike you, returning to the Nine Provinces is just a matter of a thought for me, so I can wait a little longer.”

Ye Qingxin gave Mu Zhian a meaningful look before finally nodding silently.

She turned, walking down the Path to Immortality that had appeared at some unknown time.

Mu Zhian walked forward slowly, arriving before the Throne of the Heavenly Court. Then, he casually asked, “Yuanluo, how much longer until you can replace the Heavenly Dao?”

“It’s not time yet. The Luck accumulated by the Heavenly Dao is not something I can shake right now.”

The pleasant voice of the white-haired lolita echoed through the empty hall.

She stood with her small hands behind her back, sizing up Mu Zhian. “I heard your conversation with her just now. However, now’s not the time to expose myself, otherwise, all our efforts will be wasted.”

“Don’t worry.”

Mu Zhian gently caressed the Throne of the Heavenly Court, his eyelids drooping slightly, his eyes gleaming with a golden light.

“I know my limits.”

…

In the ancient Hall of Myriad Gods, Myriad Dragon Supreme One sat high on the Throne, looking down indifferently at those below:

“Why have you returned so quickly? Is there something to report?”

The Immortal Lord didn’t answer, just raised his fingertip. Behind him, a streak of silver light flashed by, followed by a bang. A giant silver dragon immediately charged towards the outside of the hall.
However, there seemed to be some kind of invisible formation within the hall. No matter how the Spirit Dragon struggled, it couldn’t break through.

“Spirit Dragon?”

A hint of astonishment appeared in Myriad Dragon Supreme One’s indifferent eyes for the first time. “You captured her so quickly?”

“Aaaaa——!!!”

Chapter 451: Wrath of the Heavenly Court p1

Martial World.

Inside this oval-shaped flying saucer, several cultivators walked within the hall where tens of thousands of spirit stones floated.

The beauty in the black dress crossed her arms, sized up the tall figure beside her, and said faintly, “Immortal Lord, you’ve caused too much of a commotion this time. Aren’t you afraid of provoking the beings of the Nine Provinces?”

The one who had just cast the spell to make a Dharma Idol(Celestial Manifestation) descend upon the sky was this Immortal Lord before her. He came from a distant alien starry sky and was a supreme existence in that place. Currently clad in golden battle armor, his aura was imposing.

“Heh…”

A cold laugh echoed through the hall. The Immortal Lord’s expression was indifferent. “The so-called Nine Provinces is merely one of the planets in the universe. Many cultivators have been born here, but they only have cultivation and no technology. In the end, it’s just a primitive planet. Provoking them is no big deal.”

“Besides, we have the Heavenly Dao’s consent this time. Even if there are ancient beings in the Nine Provinces, they can’t say anything. I have no quarrel with them… As for those weaklings, killing them is nothing.”

His aura was immensely powerful, his body brimming with the absorbed Essence Blood of cultivators. His expression was aloof, treating all beings as nothing except for the few Dao Integration Realm experts within the Nine Provinces.

“But even refining all these beings into Essence Blood to nourish the Firmament is probably far from enough… Their Luck is ultimately that of ordinary people and won’t be of much use.” The Immortal Lord spoke again.

“If we could find more people with great Luck, or rather… if she would be willing to return to the Firmament with us, we might be able to spare the Nine Provinces from this tribulation.”

The black-skirted girl raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly having understood something. She glanced indifferently at the Immortal Lord. “The Two Polarities Sect’s status in the Eastern Continent is far beyond your imagination. Besides, if the Spirit Dragon leaves, the Nine Provinces might find it hard to produce another Nascent Soul Realm cultivator for ten thousand years. The Heavenly Dao probably wouldn’t allow it.”

“You overestimate the Heavenly Dao. To it, the Nine Provinces, the Firmament, and even any other beings in the starry sky are under its control. It won’t stop it, and it can’t stop it.”

Towards the end of his words, the Immortal Lord turned and looked at the tall figure sitting at the end of the hall, in the center of the flying saucer.

“Myriad Dragon Supreme One, what do you think?”

At the end of the hall, the man clad in dark battle armor sat on the Throne, his aura astonishing, his voice majestic and cold as it echoed through the hall: “It doesn’t matter.”

“The Spirit Dragon is a symbol of Luck. If we obtain her, the Firmament might quickly burst with life in the future, even becoming a second Heavenly Court,” Myriad Dragon Supreme One said faintly.

“You, bring the Spirit Dragon back.”

The black-skirted girl furrowed her brows slightly, her eyes flickering faintly. She didn’t make a sound.

Those whose paths are different do not plan together…

She turned and left the flying saucer.

…

“What great official authority. Is this ‘god’ who descended from the alien starry sky at the Transcendence Realm or Immortal Ascension Realm?”

Mu Zhian looked up at the sky. After a while, he suddenly chuckled softly and asked.

Lin Ling gently shook her head, took out her small notebook, and wrote: “He is at the Dao Integration Realm, but the rules of heaven and earth are not binding him.”

Mu Zhian’s eyes flickered slightly, seemingly understanding something: “This Sabbath is guided by the Heavenly Dao, so the rules of heaven and earth have opened a backdoor for him, not binding him? No wonder he has such confidence.”

“What kind of world is the Firmament exactly?” Mu Zhian asked again.

“A barren land, needing the Nine Provinces’ Luck to sustain itself,” Lin Ling wrote.

“The two previous Sabbaths, led by the Heavenly Dao, were intended to transfer part of the Nine Provinces’ Luck to the Firmament.”

A rare trace of worry appeared in Lin Ling’s eyes as she looked up at the night sky. For some reason, she felt like just now, when she was looking up at the scarlet beast eyes under the night sky, the other party was staring at her too.

Lin Ling lowered her eyes slightly, reaching out and gripping Mu Zhian’s clothes tightly.

Mu Zhian, understanding her unspoken feelings, immediately sensed Lin Ling’s downcast mood and asked, “What’s wrong? Why do you seem so unhappy?”

“After the Sabbath, I don’t know how many cultivators’ Essence Blood will be harvested,” Lin Ling seemed somewhat dejected.

Mu Zhian was slightly stunned. Then, looking at Lin Ling’s pretty face, he suddenly seemed to understand.

Although the Spirit Dragon had always stayed at the Two Polarities Sect, that was just because she had a good relationship with Shang Yanfei. Ultimately, she was a creation beloved by the Great Dao. If one had to say, the beings of the Nine Provinces were like children to her.

But now, with the Sabbath descending, she had to watch as the ‘god’ descending from the alien starry sky harvested the Nine Provinces’ Luck and even the lives of the living beings.

The so-called Sabbath was a day for beings to rest in peace. For a kind creature like the Spirit Dragon, it was naturally hard to bear.

“Will other Dao Integration Realm experts not intervene?” Mu Zhian wrote in the small notebook.

Lin Ling shook her head: “The Sabbath is the Heavenly Dao’s doing to balance the state of the Nine Provinces and the Firmament. Most Dao Integration Realm experts are unaffected by the rules of heaven and earth, but those harmonized with the Heavenly Dao are restricted by the Heavenly Dao. The moment they strike at an otherworldly god, they will be bound by the shackles of heaven and earth, with all manner of misfortune befalling them, making life worse than death.”

“All manner of misfortune…” Mu Zhian murmured, subconsciously looking at Wei Mengrou.

Among the people he knew, Wei Mengrou seemed to be the only one with immense misfortune.

Could it be… the Primordial Witch once did something during the Sabbath?

Thinking of this, Mu Zhian’s gaze fell on Lin Ling again.

The purpose of the Sabbath was to transfer part of the Nine Provinces’ Luck to the Firmament. During past Sabbaths, the Spirit Dragon had been in her grotto-heaven and thus hadn’t been noticed by the Firmament, but this time was different.

If the Firmament knew about the Spirit Dragon’s existence, would it prioritize targeting Lin Ling?

Mu Zhian wasn’t sure, but he didn’t want to gamble.

But it was indeed unsafe for Lin Ling to stay here right now.

“Are most of the Dao Integration Realm experts in the Nine Provinces harmonized with the Heavenly Dao?” Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

Lin Ling nodded gently, holding up her small notebook: “Have I caused you trouble?”

Mu Zhian was stunned, then reached out helplessly to rub her silver hair: “In a sense, it’s us who have been causing you trouble all along. If it weren’t for your Luck blessing, the Nine Provinces might not have prospered to this extent.”

“Lin Ling is a remarkable person.”

“But there are always bad people in this world. Staying at the Two Polarities Sect will be safe for you, and I can rest assured,” Mu Zhian said.

“Are you not coming back with me?” Lin Ling tugged at Mu Zhian’s clothes, gazing straight at him.

“I need to go to the Jade Pool Holy Land first, I’ll come find you at the Two Polarities Sect soon,” Mu Zhian said softly.

He stuffed the midnight snack he had prepared earlier into Lin Ling’s arms: “Take these back for your midnight snack. After you reach Two Polarities Peak, Sect Master Sister will take good care of you.”

Lin Ling hugged the wax paper bag in her arms, sniffing it like a cat, then raised her red eyes, writing in her small notebook: “Actually, I can lure them out too.”

Mu Zhian was stunned: “Lure…?”

“Their goal is the Nine Provinces’ Luck. I wasn’t around during the past Sabbaths, but this time, my existence might stir their thoughts, they’ll target me.”

Lin Ling’s spiritual sense slowly formed words in the small notebook. She raised her clear, red eyes, looking directly at Mu Zhian: “The Sabbath’s flying saucer might want to take me away from the Nine Provinces.”

Mu Zhian couldn’t help but laugh involuntarily: “Aren’t you afraid of really being abducted like this?”

“I’ll be fine.” Lin Ling’s expression was calm, as if explaining something ordinary.

“I won’t leave the Nine Provinces, and It won’t allow me to leave the Nine Provinces.”

Who is It…? Mu Zhian was momentarily stunned, then he seemed to recall something. Looking into Lin Ling’s clear red eyes, he murmured, “The Great Dao…?”

The Great Dao was emotionless and logically wouldn’t interfere with the changes in the universe. There was only one situation that would make the Great Dao intervene – when a cultivator made an oath.

Once a cultivator swore an oath and broke it, they would face the Great Dao’s Heavenly Punishment.

And another situation… was the Spirit Dragon.

 

“To the Great Dao, you are akin to an oath, an existence maintaining the balance of the Nine Provinces. That’s why it won’t let you get hurt and won’t let you leave the Nine Provinces against your will…?” Mu Zhian made a bold guess.

If the Heavenly Dao was the aggregate of all living beings, then the Great Dao was the aggregate of all things in the universe. It was the aggregate of all planets in all alien starry skies, and the Spirit Dragon was a miracle of the universe’s birth. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call her the Great Dao’s closest child.

Lin Ling silently nodded, holding up her small notebook: “Shortly after the Sabbath’s flying saucer landed, they’ll probably harvest the Essence Blood and even Luck of the living beings in some areas of the Eastern Continent, but if I ‘accidentally’ encounter them ahead of time, they’ll shift their target to me.”

“I’ll report the flying saucer’s location to you when I’m captured. This way, unnecessary casualties can be reduced, and the Eastern Continent won’t be affected,” Lin Ling continued writing.

“What about you?” Mu Zhian asked.

Lin Ling blinked her red eyes, already holding up her small notebook waiting for him: “You just have to come save me then.”

Mu Zhian saw obedience and calmness in her beautiful eyes, as if stating something completely normal.

But Mu Zhian was silent for a long moment before sighing softly, “Do you trust me that much? I’m only at the peak of Core Formation…”

He was able to slay two Dao Integration Realm experts at the Jade Pool Holy Land last time because of the drop of Immortal Ascension Realm Essence Blood.

And this time… it was the same.

That drop of Immortal Ascension Realm Essence Blood had somehow merged with the position of the Lord of the Heavenly Court. He could indeed descend for a short period as the Lord of the Heavenly Court.

However, Miss Spirit Dragon seemed to have a little too much trust in him… Wasn’t she afraid of really being abducted into outer space?

By then, don’t be “Aaa”-ing in outer space, shouting about wanting to go home…

Lin Ling gently shook her head. She suddenly stepped forward, stood on tiptoes, and whispered in the young man’s ear, “I believe you are invincible.”

Her pleasant, clear voice echoed in the world.

Mu Zhian suddenly felt an unknown power coursing through his body. He couldn’t tell for a moment whether it was Words Manifest Reality or the power from the ‘Heavenly Court’.

He reached out, gently wrapping his arm around Lin Ling’s slender waist, as if feeling the warmth of the silver-haired beauty’s delicate body.

“Wait for me,” he whispered.

Lin Ling revealed a gentle smile, nodding slightly.

Then, her red lips parted slightly, her figure turning into light particles, disappearing from sight.

Silence filled the room. After an unknown amount of time, Wei Mengrou finally spoke softly, “What are you going to do next?”

Mu Zhian looked at the empty room, let out a long sigh, and looked up into the distance.

“Send a letter to the Two Polarities Sect, then go to the Jade Pool Holy Land.”

…

 

Chapter 450: The Heavenly Court Takes After its Master

The Sabbath, just from what the Spirit Dragon knew from the past, had already occurred twice. According to rumors, the Sabbath originally stemmed from the Great Dao, but within the Nine Provinces, the one truly controlling the Sabbath was the Heavenly Dao.

Or rather, it was one of the ‘rules’ prepared by the Heavenly Dao to balance the state of the Nine Provinces. Although it reduced the Luck of the Nine Provinces each time, it was also for the sake of the ‘Imaginary World’  backing the Nine Provinces.

Under normal circumstances, cultivators of the Nine Provinces referred to the ‘Imaginary World’ as the ‘Firmament’.

The so-called imaginary numbers are false, unreal numbers. The Imaginary World is different from all things in the universe; it does not exist within people’s vision and cannot even be reached, hence it is called imaginary.

However, it is indeed a real place. Some great powers can tear open spatial rifts under specific conditions to reach the ‘Imaginary World’.

And the Sabbath was intended to transfer part of the Nine Provinces’ Luck to the Firmament as nourishment.

At this moment, in a quiet village late at night, several elderly figures with aged faces silently looked up, watching the soft white light under the night sky.

“The Sabbath has finally descended after all,” Daochu Tianzun(*Dao Initial Celestial Venerable*) spoke softly.

“Wasn’t it precisely because Sister Qiao deduced the time of the Sabbath’s arrival that she had us retreat to the mountains and forests? Why is Daochu Tianzun so conflicted now?” an old man beside him slowly said.

“With the Sabbath descending, the Nine Provinces will likely face devastation. We were nurtured by the Spiritual Energy of the Nine Provinces’ land, yet we avoid battle at this moment… Alas.” Daochu Tianzun gently shook his head and sighed, complexity in his murky eyes.

The old lady called ‘Sister Qiao’, her back hunched, said faintly, “The Sabbath is the Heavenly Dao’s doing to balance the state of the Nine Provinces. Resisting the Sabbath means defying the Heavenly Dao, making it difficult to survive in the Nine Provinces. Since you all made your decision back then, you should not have regrets today.”

“At least in this village, we can still live in seclusion.”

An old man nodded slightly and said darkly, “Let’s seal the village for a period of time for now.”

As his words fell, the entire village seemed to be faintly enveloped by a mysterious power, making it impossible for the outside world to sense any trace of life from within.

…

Martial World.

This place was remote, and coupled with the extreme winter throughout the year, apart from the Two Polarities Sect’s past sect assessments using the Martial World as an assessment point, few people resided here.

And on this quiet night, an aurora streaked down from the night sky. It tore through the void, grazed the mountain peaks in the Martial World, and landed in the great wilderness.

It was a huge, luminous oval sphere. If Mu Zhian were here, he would definitely pull Lin Ling and shout, “Lin Ling, quick, look at the flying saucer!”

Yes… from the outside, it indeed had the shape of a ‘flying saucer’, shimmering with a metallic luster, incredibly mysterious.

As it landed in the Martial World, the entire ground seemed to shake violently. Following that, grayish mist silently seeped out from the flying saucer.

The gray mist spread very slowly, radiating outwards bit by bit with the ‘flying saucer’ at its center.

Some cultivators passing through the Martial World by chance clearly noticed this artifact from the alien starry sky and, filled with curiosity, flew towards it on their swords.

However, the moment some cultivators touched the gray mist, they discovered in horror that the parts of their skin touching the gray mist instantly melted. A miserable scream rang out: “There’s something wrong with this gray mist! It’s devouring my Essence! Save… save me!”

Several nearby rogue cultivators’ expressions changed slightly. They looked uncertainly at the mysterious oval sphere within the gray mist, hesitated no longer, turned, and wanted to flee.

However, as they scattered and fled, they discovered in horror that all directions of the Martial World had unknowingly been completely enveloped by the gray mist.

Following that, one miserable scream after another echoed throughout the Martial World.

At the same time, the hatch of the flying saucer opened silently, and an immensely vast aura silently enveloped the entire Martial World.

…

“Is it just the same name, or is the Sabbath’s Divine Envoy really her?”

Mu Zhian looked at the name appearing before his eyes, couldn’t help but frown deeply in thought, and murmured to himself.

“Aaa (Do you know her?)”

Lin Ling sidled up next to him like a cat, her silver hair lightly brushing his face, ticklish, carrying a faint, subtle fragrance.

Mu Zhian snapped back to reality, shook his head, and smiled, “Not necessarily. It’s just that this name is a bit familiar. I had some interactions with someone of this name back when I was in Tianxuan City.”

“But thinking about it, it should just be a coincidence with the name.”

After all, according to Old Ren, his ex-girlfriend had already visited the Mu family in Tianxuan City a few days ago… but the Sabbath’s warship only landed in the Nine Provinces tonight.

The timing doesn’t match, so it should just be a coincidence.

Yeah, probably…

Just as Mu Zhian was thinking about these things with complicated feelings, Lin Ling suddenly wrote on her small notebook: “The Sabbath usually chooses someone from the Nine Provinces as the Divine Envoy, and that Divine Envoy should have the bloodline of the Firmament.”

Mu Zhian was stunned. “So, it really could be her…?”

Just as he finished speaking, Lin Ling was already holding up her small notebook, waiting for him: “Is it someone you know?”

“Do you care about her a lot?” Mu Zhian asked.

Lin Ling hugged her small notebook and nodded obediently: “I want to know what happened to you in the past. What is the relationship between the Firmament’s Divine Envoy and you?”

Mu Zhian felt complicated. He wrote on the small notebook for her to see: “I do know someone named Mu Wanwan, but she might not necessarily be the Sabbath’s Divine Envoy.”

Back when Mu Zhian was still a profligate young master, he had pursued many girls in Tianxuan City, and basically succeeded with all of them. Those girls all came from reasonably good family backgrounds locally.

Besides them, among the merchant caravans occasionally passing through Tianxuan City, there were also older sisters and merchants’ daughters who were friendly with Mu Zhian.

But everyone just forgot each other after one night… Even Mu Zhian didn’t expect to hit the jackpot like this, seeing his ex-girlfriend’s name upon the Sabbath’s arrival.

“If it really is her, I probably need to consider hiding for a while,” Mu Zhian sighed softly.

“Do you have enmity with her?” Lin Ling held up her small notebook and asked.

Mu Zhian gently stroked her head and said softly, “Normally, there are only two ways for couples to break up: either forget each other in the jianghu, or become enemies.”

“As for supposedly remaining good friends after breaking up… I don’t believe many people can face their ex-lover calmly, with their state of mind completely undisturbed.”

“So you are enemies?” Lin Ling wrote on the small notebook.

“Not really, it can only be considered a relatively peaceful breakup…” Mu Zhian said.

“Do you still like her?”

There are many people I like… Mu Zhian said helplessly, “If I have to say, I still feel some lingering attachment. After all, she can be considered my first love.”

His first time, and even his first kiss, were given to her.

However, that girl arrived mysteriously back then and left just as mysteriously. Although Mu Zhian hadn’t broken up with her, their Dao Companion relationship was basically dead in name.

Mu Zhian just hadn’t expected her to come looking for him in Tianxuan City a few days ago.

“If the fish in my fishpond find out about this, it will probably cause a lot of trouble,” Mu Zhian silently pressed his forehead and sighed.

“Find out about what?”

Just then, a cold voice suddenly came from not far away.

Mu Zhian froze for a moment, subconsciously looking towards the windowsill, seeing the yellow-skirted beauty who had jumped onto the windowsill at some unknown time.

Her beautiful eyes were cold, staring straight at Mu Zhian.

“Sister Mengrou, when did you arrive?” Mu Zhian was startled inwardly.

Ever since Wei Mengrou advanced from Core Formation to Nascent Soul, her aura concealment was much stronger than before, to the point that Mu Zhian hadn’t even noticed her.

“I knocked just now, but you didn’t respond, so I could only come in myself to check the situation,” Wei Mengrou said faintly.

“Spying on your master’s private life, what a malicious personality,” Mu Zhian complained.

Wei Mengrou glanced at him and silently took out a lustrous stone from her bosom.

“Shadow Stone?! When did you put this thing in my room?!” Mu Zhian immediately realized.

The corner of Wei Mengrou’s mouth quirked up. “Guess~”

She glanced at the two people in the room, her gaze lingering on Lin Ling for a moment, then said calmly, “Anyway, I already have a malicious personality. Being a little more malicious doesn’t matter.”

“What do you think, Master~?”

Mu Zhian got out of bed, pulled Wei Mengrou’s hand, and smiled, “Let’s discuss things properly. Give me the surveillance… I mean, the Shadow Stone.”

Wei Mengrou played with the Shadow Stone in her hand, glanced at her young master a couple more times, and finally tossed the Shadow Stone to him.

Seeing the relieved Mu Zhian, Wei Mengrou faintly added:

“Forgot to tell you, the Shadow Stone only has a few cats I recorded on my way here just now.”

Mu Zhian: “?”

Have you not received stick education for too long and are itching for it, Sister Mengrou… Mu Zhian muttered silently.

“You came looking for me so late tonight, presumably you have something important to say?” Mu Zhian asked.

Wei Mengrou glanced at Lin Ling beside her and nodded gently. “The Lan Clan is already investigating their internal elders.”

Mu Zhian nodded slightly. “Besides the Great Elder, the Lan Clan definitely has others colluding with outside clans. With an internal traitor like Lan Cao exposed, plus the imminent arrival of the Sabbath, it’s normal for the Lan Clan to feel a sense of crisis.”

“You came here probably not just to tell me this, right?”

“I heard from cultivators outside that the Sabbath’s warship stopped near the Martial World. If possible during this time, it’s best not to go near there,” Wei Mengrou reminded softly.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Mu Zhian’s rather subtle expression and asked hesitantly, “What’s wrong?”

“It’s too late. Even if I don’t go, the other party will probably come looking for me,” Mu Zhian said silently.

Under Wei Mengrou’s doubtful gaze, Mu Zhian roughly explained what he had learned earlier.

“Mu Wanwan? That woman is the Sabbath’s Divine Envoy?”

Wei Mengrou’s expression turned somewhat unsightly. She recalled some unpleasant memories.

“You know her too?” Lin Ling held up her small notebook and asked.

“An extremely malicious woman,” Wei Mengrou said faintly.

Seemingly sensing the curiosity in Lin Ling’s eyes, Wei Mengrou said, “She wasn’t from Tianxuan City. She was just passing through Tianxuan City by chance back then, and ended up being targeted by the Young Master. After he pursued her for a while, they became Dao Companions.”

“But that woman came mysteriously and left mysteriously. The Mu family sent people to investigate several times back then but couldn’t find out her identity or origin.”

“Actually, it’s not as exaggerated as Sister Mengrou says, but her personality is indeed somewhat malicious, or rather, black-bellied…” Mu Zhian said.

“By the way, the Young Master’s first kiss was given to her. If nothing unexpected happened, his first time being intimate was also with her,” Wei Mengrou added.

Lin Ling stared straight at Wei Mengrou and handed her the small notebook: “Want to meet her.”

“Even if we don’t look for her, we’ll probably have a chance to meet her later,” Wei Mengrou glanced lightly at the worried-looking Young Master. “If she really is the Sabbath’s Divine Envoy.”

As she spoke, her gaze suddenly sized up Lin Ling doubtfully again.

More accurately, she was sizing up the faintly visible butterfly imprint on her lower abdomen.

It was an imprint composed of two butterflies, looking somewhat like a ‘heart’ shape.

This imprint looked quite familiar, so much so that Wei Mengrou reacted the first time she saw it, her expression changing.

“You and Senior Spirit Dragon…”

Sister Mengrou reacts quite quickly… Mu Zhian transmitted his voice: “She was suffering from Karmic Fire before, I had no choice.”

Wei Mengrou sized up the Young Master with a strange expression.

Among the girls Mu Zhian knew, Lin Ling had always been the one she worried about the least.

Because the Spirit Dragon’s Dao could sense the Young Master’s lewd emotions.

Unexpectedly, even Senior Spirit Dragon…

“You gave her the Heavenly Court seat too, right?” Wei Mengrou continued via voice transmission.

Mu Zhian looked up in surprise. “How did you know?”

“Isn’t the imprint on her lower abdomen the Heavenly Court’s seat?”

Wei Mengrou hooked her skirt hem with a fingertip, revealing a pair of long, snow-white beautiful legs. A black butterfly imprint faintly appeared on her tender white left thigh. The contrast between black and white was particularly striking, captivating the soul.

“Are you sure you didn’t deliberately put this imprint there yourself?” She stared suspiciously at the Young Master.

The butterfly imprint on Wei Mengrou’s right thigh back then was also caused by Mu Zhian giving her Heavenly Dao Luck. Now, after giving the Spirit Dragon the Heavenly Court seat, there was a similar imprint.

Anything related to the Young Master always ended up like this, unknowingly becoming something lewd…

Sure enough, the Heavenly Court takes after its master, so even the Heavenly Court’s rules are so improper.

Mu Zhian spread his hands innocently. “No matter what, I wouldn’t leave such obvious imprints on you. Even if stealing food, one must know to wipe their mouth, right?”

Wei Mengrou couldn’t find a reason to refute for a moment.

Mu Zhian moved closer to Wei Mengrou, glancing at her beautiful legs a few times. “Speaking of which, I remember the butterfly seemed to be on your right thigh before, how did it move to the left now?”

Wei Mengrou showed a disgusted look, saying contemptuously, “That butterfly is my awakened Ancestral Artifact. It’s not like you don’t know.”

“Also, can you stop staring at people with such lewd eyes? Your hormones will affect Senior Spirit Dragon.”

“I was just a little curious,” Mu Zhian explained.

Wei Mengrou stood with her slender legs crossed, pouting. “After being curious, you want to touch it with your hand, right? Do you want me to let you lick it too?”

Mu Zhian gently shook his head, saying demurely, “Can you put on white silk stockings first before letting me serve you?”

Wei Mengrou: “…”

The maid was once again rendered speechless by her Young Master. She pulled Lin Ling back several steps, shielding Lin Ling in front of her, as if wanting to distance herself from a pervert.

Lin Ling looked doubtfully at Wei Mengrou and held up her small notebook, asking, “Are you talking about snacks?”

“Not snacks, but he likes tasting them the most,” Wei Mengrou looked contemptuously at her Young Master.

“If the Young Master asks you to wear stockings, you must know how to refuse him,” she reminded Lin Ling again.

“Why?” Lin Ling held up her small notebook.

Wei Mengrou glanced at the Young Master a couple of times and said faintly, “You are too innocent. If you do as the Young Master says, he probably won’t be able to resist making a move on you.”

“To the Young Master, his love for stockings is equivalent to your love for the Eight Treasure Crane.”

Lin Ling let out an “Aaa” of sudden realization.

“Don’t teach her such weird knowledge! Also, can you stop looking at me with such strange eyes, making it seem like I’m really a pervert…” Mu Zhian said speechlessly.

Wei Mengrou glanced expressionlessly at the Young Master. Seemingly recalling various past events with him, her face gradually flushed red, and she said faintly, “Aren’t you?”

“Is liking one’s own maid considered perverted? Is there a problem with having one’s own maid wear white silk?” Mu Zhian said righteously, then glanced a couple more times at the silver-haired beauty in the pristine white dress.

Wei Mengrou actually couldn’t find a reason to refute for a moment.

Lin Ling seemed a bit uncomfortable being stared at, shyly pressing her legs together, placing one hand in front of her skirt.

However, she didn’t know that, to Mu Zhian, her current posture of seeming refusal yet welcome was actually even more alluring.

Weng!

Just as Mu Zhian was about to speak, a piercing buzzing sound suddenly came from beside his ear.

In the deep night, rolling black mist quietly pushed forward from afar. At the same time, under this vast starry sky, a ray of faint blue light shone down from the heavens above.

That ray of faint blue light pierced through layers of black clouds like sunlight.

The light transformed into a bizarre creature with a ferocious and terrifying form. It extended a pair of scarlet beast eyes from within the black clouds.

A corner of the black clouds collapsed at that instant, as if the sky itself had crumbled.

If a child saw this scene, they would undoubtedly be scared to tears, because just this pair of beast eyes seemed to reflect the heavens, spanning the size of more than half the Great Qian Dynasty.

The common people in the Nine Provinces did not feel this terrifying pressure, but all cultivators sensed Its presence. Almost at that instant, a fear originating from instinct arose in their hearts.

That was… a god containing the laws of the Heavenly Dao!

Mu Zhian reacted almost immediately, quickly pushing open the window and looking up. The scarlet beast eyes made even his heart tremble involuntarily, and countless goosebumps immediately rose on his body.

Why does this thing look so disgusting?

“All Luck in the Nine Provinces belongs to the Firmament. From this day forth, all races of the Nine Provinces shall remain within their clans. If any flee privately, their entire clan shall be liquidated and dealt with by extermination.”

The creature’s eyes were chillingly intimidating. It spoke calmly, its voice exploding like thunder in the ears of countless cultivators, the sound wave sweeping across the entire Nine Provinces.

Wei Mengrou approached silently, her eyes having turned silver at some unknown point, mysterious and magnificent.
She whispered, “Is this the Sabbath’s alien god ? Containing the laws of the Heavenly Dao, presumably its actions are tacitly permitted by the Heavenly Dao.”

Mu Zhian looked up and stared quietly for a long time, then suddenly let out a soft laugh.

“What great official authority.”

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Chapter 449: The Sabbath, Mu Zhian’s Ex-Girlfriend? p2

Mu Zhian immediately recognized the voice of the New Heavenly Dao.

“You know about the Spirit Dragon too?” Mu Zhian tried to communicate with Yuanluo in his mind.

“Naturally. In a sense, the Nine Provinces are as they are today because of the Great Dao’s blessing. The Spirit Dragon is born favored by the Great Dao; it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call her the Great Dao’s own daughter. If you took her to some desolate planet in the universe, within ten thousand years, that planet would be blessed by her Luck and completely burst with life.”

Lin Ling’s Luck is that exaggerated? Staying at the Two Polarities Sect seems like a waste of talent… Mu Zhian complained inwardly, then heard Yuanluo continue:

“With her Luck blessing the Heavenly Court, it will likely become more prosperous in the future. It’s just a pity there are too few people here, sigh.”

“Since you’ve brought her here, why not reproduce a few more offspring with her later? That would be perfect…” She suddenly chuckled softly. “Heh, I wonder what kind of child the Lord of the Heavenly Court and the Daughter of the Great Dao would produce.”

“Get lost, get lost!” Mu Zhian unilaterally ‘blocked’ Yuanluo, not wanting to hear her teasing anymore.

Mu Zhian vaguely felt as if white mist enveloped his vision. His sight blurred for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the Heavenly Court.

Before his eyes were the nine great seats, four of which were already lit up, and at the end of the nine seats was a Throne .

Before that Throne, he detected a rather familiar aura.

“Immortal Ascension Realm Essence Blood … How did it end up in the Heavenly Court? Didn’t I already refine it into the furnace?” Mu Zhian’s eyes flickered slightly as he murmured to himself.

Yes, on the Throne at the end of the nine great seats was the drop of Immortal Ascension Realm Essence Blood that Mu Zhian had refined back then.

He had relied on that drop of Essence Blood to slay two Dao Integration Realm experts.

And after refining it at that time, the Immortal Ascension Realm Essence Blood had disappeared.

But now, that drop of Essence Blood had actually appeared on the Throne of the Heavenly Court?

Mu Zhian slowly walked towards the Throne. Around the Throne was a vast expanse of white mist. He passed through the white mist, vaguely seeming to hear the Throne ahead calling out to him.

Finally, Mu Zhian reached the Throne and slowly sat down.

For an instant, his mind suddenly became clear. His entire being felt as if situated above the nine heavens, with a feeling of holding the authority of this world in his palm.

Mu Zhian closed his eyes slightly, sensing this mysterious and unfathomable power.

In his personal interface, the title of Lord of the Heavenly Court emitted a captivating halo. Mu Zhian gently tapped it and looked, immediately understanding.

After bestowing the four seats upon others, the Lord of the Heavenly Court had recovered more than half of his power.

If he wished, Mu Zhian could henceforth descend upon the Nine Provinces as the Lord of the Heavenly Court, although only for the time it takes an incense stick to burn.

“Unfortunately, I still don’t know what realm the Lord of the Heavenly Court actually is…” Mu Zhian felt somewhat regretful inwardly.

If the Lord of the Heavenly Court was at the Transcendence Realm, it wouldn’t make sense why the Heavenly Court could grant authority to a full nine great powers, allowing them to transcend and ascend.

But logically, the Lord of the Heavenly Court couldn’t possibly be at the Immortal Ascension Realm either… because according to Mu Zhian’s past speculations, the first ‘Immortal’ was likely the Primordial Witch.

Mu Zhian gently shook his head, dispersing the thoughts in his mind. He closed his eyes slightly, allowing his spiritual sense to return to reality.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw the silver-haired beauty appearing in his vision.

Lin Ling was lying beside the bed, staring straight at him, her dazzling silver hair spread out. A thin shoulder strap had slipped down to her snow-white arm. She blinked her crystal-clear red eyes, staring at Mu Zhian until he doubted his life.

“What’s wrong…?” Mu Zhian had to ask, then glanced a few more times at the silver-haired beauty’s graceful figure.

Undoubtedly, in Mu Zhian’s fishpond, Lin Ling’s chest wasn’t the largest, nor were her legs the longest.

Of course, big has its advantages, and small has its charms.

It could only be said that Mu Zhian never minded the size of the girls’ chests around him.

Like Sister Lingxuan, although her chest development had been surpassed by her younger sister, Mu Zhian still liked her very much and didn’t discriminate.

Lin Ling looked Mu Zhian over a couple more times, then wrote on the small notebook: “You gave me the Heavenly Court’s seat, won’t you regret it?”

“This is my gift to you, what’s there to regret?” Mu Zhian couldn’t help but smile. He beckoned, asking Lin Ling to sit beside him.

Lin Ling obediently moved closer to Mu Zhian, but she looked somewhat amiss, stealing glances at the young man several times before quickly looking away.

“What’s wrong? You’ve been acting strange since just now?” Mu Zhian asked curiously.

Lin Ling hesitated, then gently shook her head: “Aaa.”

Mu Zhian very familiarly reached out and wrapped his arm around her soft, slender waist: “Don’t you like this gift?”

“No, I like all the gifts you give.”

Lin Ling immediately wrote in the small notebook: “But… this gift is a bit strange.”

“What do you mean, strange?” Mu Zhian was stunned.

Could it be that the Heavenly Court’s seat couldn’t bear the Spirit Dragon’s Luck…?

This absurd and bold guess flashed through Mu Zhian’s mind immediately.

Lin Ling shook her head, a trace of shyness flashing in her red eyes as she held out her right hand.

Mu Zhian was still bewildered. Then, his gaze followed hers, and he saw an ancient butterfly imprint appear on the back of Lin Ling’s right hand. The butterfly seemed like a living creature, and in the blink of an eye, it flew along the back of her hand to her lower abdomen.

“What is this…?” Mu Zhian asked in surprise.

“The imprint left by the ‘Zhě'(者) Character Rune.” Lin Ling buried her face behind the small notebook, filled with shame.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Mu Zhian quickly came to his senses as if waking from a trance and couldn’t help but chuckle in amusement: “It’s very beautiful.”

Lin Ling kept most of her face hidden behind the small notebook, her pair of red starry eyes staring faintly at him: “Didn’t you do this on purpose?”

“How could I possibly control where the ‘Zhě’ Character Rune goes on your body…” Mu Zhian spread his hands innocently.

He seemed to notice Lin Ling’s slightly downcast eyes and smiled, rubbing her silver hair: “This imprint is very beautiful. I’m not just saying that to comfort you.”

Lin Ling’s eyes were filled with suspicion, but after Mu Zhian’s gentle reassurance, the unease in her heart finally calmed down.

Mu Zhian looked at the relieved Lin Ling and couldn’t help but laugh: “Am I that unreliable in your heart? Would I abandon you just because of an imprint?”

Lin Ling frowned slightly, writing on the small notebook: “If I become ugly, you won’t like me as much as before.”

Mu Zhian raised an eyebrow: “How could my Lin Ling possibly become ugly? You are much more charming now than before. Let me help you check the imprint from just now…”

“Aaa!” Lin Ling gently shook her head, refusing Mu Zhian.

But seeing Mu Zhian’s approaching hand, she subconsciously shifted her legs, her red eyes misty, yet she didn’t struggle.

Her mouth said no, but her body was very honest.

Boom!

The earth suddenly trembled with a deafening roar. Mu Zhian’s outstretched hand paused slightly. He reacted, immediately getting out of bed and pushing open the window to look out.

“What happened? Did something happen in the Ancestral Land again?”

Lin Ling silently walked up behind him, looking up and staring intently in a certain direction outside the window.

After a moment, she lowered her head and wrote in the small notebook: “The Sabbath’s warship has landed.”

“The Sabbath…”

Hearing this familiar term again, Mu Zhian couldn’t help but ask, “The Lan Clan’s Great Elder mentioned the Sabbath before, and also said the Sabbath would choose a Divine Envoy… Could it be that the Divine Envoy has descended from another world?”

Lin Ling’s red eyes gazed slightly into the distance, as if seeing through thousands of mountains and rivers to the warship that had landed in the World Sea.

“The Sabbath I knew of in the past occurred twice. Each time, the Sabbath would choose a cultivator from the Nine Provinces as the Divine Envoy.”

Lin Ling wrote in the small notebook.

“Then do you know who the Sabbath’s Divine Envoy is?” Mu Zhian asked.

“I didn’t know before, but I know now.”

After saying that, Lin Ling wrote a name on the small notebook.

Mu Zhian casually glanced at it, then suddenly froze, looking at the name on the paper several more times as if in disbelief.

“Aaa?” Lin Ling tilted her head, looking at him doubtfully.

Mu Zhian came back to his senses as if waking up and said softly, “I know her.”

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Chapter 449: The Sabbath, Mu Zhian’s Ex-Girlfriend? p1

Within the Ancestral Land, the clamor was incessant.

Lan Mulian stood before the Ancestral Land, looking towards the depths of Immortal Emperor Mountain, her spiritual sense sweeping through it.

“What’s wrong, Sister?”

“Nothing, I just feel like something in the Ancestral Land has been calling out to me since just now.”

Lan Mulian took out a jade slip from her storage ring. The jade slip emitted a soft halo, and within the halo, an ancient character could be vaguely seen.

It was said that these jade slips were all made by the Lan Clan ancestors back then. Holding this jade slip allowed one to enter the deepest part of the Lan Clan Ancestral Land.

“The Ancestor Worship Ceremony hasn’t even started, yet the jade slip in Sister’s hand is already reacting?” A trace of doubt flashed in Lan Feiying’s eyes. “If I remember correctly, you got this jade slip from Father?”

Lan Mulian nodded silently, looking up intently towards Immortal Emperor Mountain, her brows tightly furrowed.
She possessed the Sacred Heavenly Body, capable of seeing through the origin of all things, yet right now she couldn’t discern where the call from within Immortal Emperor Mountain originated.

After pondering for a moment, Lan Mulian spoke softly, “I’ll go in and take a look.”

Lan Feiying hesitated slightly, then transmitted her voice: “The Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox’s demonic sense is likely still dormant within. I will accompany you.”

Lan Mulian nodded gently.

Although she rarely trained outside, she knew how dangerous the spiritual sense of a Dao Integration expert could be.

Even though Junior Brother had obtained the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox’s Demon Seat, ultimately, the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox’s purpose was still unknown. It was best to be cautious in all matters.

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In the warm room, the candlelight flickered.

Outside the window, the night was deep, and misty rain drifted down.

Inside the room, there was only a large, soft bed and clothes scattered on a rack.

Mu Zhian had always been someone who knew how to cherish beauty. The Spirit Dragon was the type of girl who looked like one couldn’t bear to bully her. Naturally, he had been especially tender just now.

However, while Mu Zhian couldn’t bear to bully Miss Spirit Dragon, sometimes he would be bullied by her in return…

“I’m really foolish… I shouldn’t have held back against her,” Mu Zhian sighed inwardly.

Although he already knew that the Spirit Dragon in her Karmic Fire state and her normal state were completely different people, he still hadn’t expected such a huge difference.

Sometimes Mu Zhian couldn’t bear to bully her, but that didn’t mean the Spirit Dragon would hold back either.

Like a house cat, if you treat it well, it might sometimes climb all over you. But if you ‘beat’ it, give it some stick education, it might actually become closer to you, trying to please you.

Of course, Mu Zhian was tired, but he was actually gratified.

After all, thinking about it carefully, being able to see a different side of the usually dorky, foodie girl… that itself was very interesting.

Especially when spending time with her, teaching her bit by bit what she should do… This also brought quite a sense of accomplishment.

“I really didn’t expect that you sometimes seem much more passionate than me,” Mu Zhian sighed softly.

Lin Ling sat cross-legged on the soft bed, gently shaking her head, her pretty face slightly red, holding up her small notebook: “Just now was because of the Karmic Fire burning my body. At that time, I had no self-awareness.”

She buried her face, reached up to tidy her soft bangs, and then straightened her pristine white dress.

Mu Zhian conveniently lay down on her long, beautiful legs, closing his eyes slightly, enjoying the brief warmth: “Someone told me before that you are a creation beloved by the Great Dao. There’s something I’m curious about: if one is intimate with you, would the Great Dao feel it?”

The Spirit Dragon was essentially synonymous with Luck. In a sense, as long as the Spirit Dragon didn’t die, not only the Two Polarities Sect but even the Nine Provinces could continue to prosper.

What Yao Meng had said earlier was somewhat concerning.

When being intimate with Lin Ling, would the Great Dao feel it?

Although the Great Dao had no self-awareness, Mu Zhian was still afraid that one day the Great Dao would just strike him down with lightning.

After all, Mu Zhian had ‘teased’ the Great Dao more than once before, swearing oaths to the Great Dao and such.

Lin Ling looked at him doubtfully, writing on the small notebook: “Why do you have such strange questions?”

“Nothing, just a little curious,” Mu Zhian smiled.

“I don’t know either,” Lin Ling answered truthfully.

Mu Zhian made an “oh” sound, then casually asked, “Was it comfortable just now?”

Seemingly recalling everything that had just happened, Lin Ling’s pretty face turned slightly red, and she didn’t make a sound for a long time.

Only after an unknown amount of time, under Mu Zhian’s teasing gaze, did she write something in the small notebook and hand it to Mu Zhian.

“Very comfortable. I never thought being intimate could be such a happy thing.”

Mu Zhian silently looked at Lin Ling’s blushing face. His heartbeat, which had already quieted down, unconsciously began to quicken again.

If he weren’t in sage mode right now, he probably wouldn’t be able to resist the urge to push her down again.

“Lin Ling is truly the clear stream in my fishpond…”

Mu Zhian sighed inwardly.

Among his fishpond, an innocent girl like Lin Ling seemed to be the only one.

Even her lewd knowledge was taught by Mu Zhian.

As a result, Mu Zhian could often do as he pleased, slowly guiding her to do many fun things…

This feeling of dyeing a blank sheet of paper with color was simply too wonderful!

“By the way, where did you find the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox’s spiritual sense?” Mu Zhian asked.

When Lin Ling returned just now, she had brought back the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox’s spiritual sense for him. However, that spiritual sense was still dormant and couldn’t be awakened.

“Inside that statue.”

“So the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox’s spiritual sense was indeed hidden in that statue…” Mu Zhian wasn’t surprised at all, murmuring to himself inwardly.

When he and Lin Ling went deep into the Ancestral Land before, they had sensed dense Demonic Qi from that statue. Mu Zhian had been suspicious back then, but he had thought he would have to wait until after the Ancestor Worship Ceremony to retrieve the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox’s spiritual sense. He hadn’t expected that the attack on the Lan Clan by several great Ancient Families tonight would actually give Mu Zhian the opportunity to retrieve the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox’s spiritual sense ahead of time.

After this, he just needed to let the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox’s spiritual sense nurture in his Innate Celestial Furnace for some time and wait for her to awaken on her own.

“This must have been really hard on you.”

Thinking of this, Mu Zhian couldn’t help but reach out and squeeze her small hand comfortingly.

Lin Ling shook her head, writing: “It’s good if I could help you.”

“You helped me a lot, so I should reward you too.”

Mu Zhian’s eyes softened. He reached out to embrace Lin Ling’s slender waist, wanting to feel the warmth of the silver-haired beauty’s delicate body in his arms again.

Just then, a slight buzzing sound suddenly came from his mind. Following that, something seemed to appear in the system interface.

Mu Zhian conveniently opened his personal interface.

Among the many colorful titles, he saw a brilliant golden entry : 【Heaven-Chosen One】

I was chosen by the Heavenly Dao as the Heaven-Chosen One?!

The first thought that flashed through Mu Zhian’s mind was absurdity. The Heavenly Dao’s will had clearly wanted to kill him before, so how could it possibly choose him as the Heaven-Chosen One now?

He clicked on the Heaven-Chosen One entry and took a look: 【Heaven-Chosen One: The Spirit Dragon is synonymous with great Luck. One who dual cultivates with the Spirit Dragon can receive the Spirit Dragon’s favor, with all manner of Luck bestowed upon your body.】

Mu Zhian looked at Lin Ling with a strange expression.

So his ‘Heaven-Chosen One’ title was related to the Spirit Dragon.

“Aaa…”

Just then, Lin Ling’s soft call came from beside him, pulling Mu Zhian back from his thoughts to reality.

The small notebook was handed to him: “Don’t think about other women.”

Mu Zhian raised an eyebrow slightly, writing: “Didn’t you say you didn’t mind me being with other girls? Why are you suddenly meddling in my private affairs now?”

Lin Ling shook her head, writing in the small notebook: “When you are with me, you can’t think about others.”

“I only have you and her beside me, but you have many people beside you.”

Mu Zhian’s heart stirred slightly. He knew the ‘her’ Lin Ling mentioned referred to Shang Yanfei. He was just a bit surprised, not expecting his position in her heart to have unknowingly become so high.

The previous Spirit Dragon probably only saw him as a ‘meal ticket’. Mu Zhian had never considered pursuing a foodie before.

Sure enough, love grows over time is not wrong…

Thanks to the Karmic Fire accelerating the progress of winning her over, otherwise, feeding the Spirit Dragon for a thousand years might not have been enough to win her heart.

After all, pursuing an innocent three-no’s type, unless she figured things out herself, any strategy might be useless.

Moreover, this three-no’s type could sense whether others liked her or not at any time.

“You just said you only have me and Sect Master Sister beside you… Then why don’t you chat with others?” Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

“If it were Senior Sister Lan and the others, they definitely wouldn’t have special motives towards you.”

He knew Lin Ling didn’t like being with others, partly because the past Karmic Fire made it difficult for her to leave the grotto-heaven, and partly because people who approached her inevitably had ulterior motives.

Anyone who knew the Spirit Dragon’s identity would more or less have some thoughts.

For ‘Luck’.

But Bai Ruoxi and the others clearly wouldn’t have such motives… After all, they themselves were people of great Luck and didn’t need the Spirit Dragon to bestow more Luck upon them.

Lin Ling gently shook her head: “After they know about our relationship, they will hate me.”

Mu Zhian gently stroked her head: “They won’t hate you.”

He thought to himself, You are so innocent and kind, who would hate you? Even if Ruoxi and the others know about our relationship, at most they’ll trouble me. They definitely wouldn’t trouble you.

After all, with the Spirit Dragon’s personality and status within the Two Polarities Sect, who would dare to trouble her?

For example, if the person with Mu Zhian now were Shang Yanfei, others aside, Ye Lingxuan and Lan Mulian would definitely remain silent.

Ye Lingxuan had been influenced by Shang Yanfei since childhood, and needless to say for Lan Mulian, Shang Yanfei was her master. If she knew her master was with her Dao Companion… she would at most feel conflicted, but definitely wouldn’t directly question Shang Yanfei.

The Spirit Dragon was the same. She was born as the convergence of the Nine Provinces’ Luck. Even Dao Integration Realm experts treated her with respect. Naturally, the girls around Mu Zhian were the same.

Just as Mu Zhian thought of this, looking at Lin Ling’s face, a thought suddenly struck him.

Thinking carefully, Lin Ling indeed had very, very few friends.

She was born with a status unequal to those around her and could easily perceive others’ goodwill and malice. In this world, besides Shang Yanfei, very few cultivators could have the same status as her.

When other cultivators saw her, they would subconsciously feel awe or covetousness towards her.

The Spirit Dragon’s status was noble, but it was also a shackle.

Countless thoughts raced through Mu Zhian’s mind. He suddenly felt Lin Ling gently poking his face.

Then, she handed the small notebook to Mu Zhian: “Don’t worry about me, I’m fine now.”

You’re fine now because I’m beside you, but were you fine before when you were alone in the grotto-heaven? Mu Zhian thought silently.

Lin Ling continued writing in the small notebook: “After you reach the Nascent Soul Realm, I can give you the third portion of Heavenly Dao Energy.”

“You’ve helped me so much, how about I give you a gift too?” Mu Zhian suddenly said.

Lin Ling blinked, looking at him, her red starry eyes reflecting Mu Zhian’s figure.

Mu Zhian also gazed into her eyes. Those rose-red beautiful eyes were incredibly clear, like flawless gems, crystal clear.

As Mu Zhian watched, she seemed a bit shy, her long, curled eyelashes drooping down, hiding her rose-red eyes.

Mu Zhian just stared at her, then slowly moved closer to her face, until finally, as she raised her uneasy eyes, he lowered his head and captured her red lips.

Almost at that instant, Lin Ling’s mind seemed to be enveloped in a hazy white mist. Then, an ancient character appeared in her vision.

The ‘Zhě’ Character Rune, the Fourth Seat of the Heavenly Court.

Just then, a clear, sweet, and pleasant girlish voice sounded in Mu Zhian’s mind: “Eh, Spirit Dragon? This is a big client. How did you manage to trick the Spirit Dragon, who gathers the Luck of the Nine Provinces in one lifetime, over here?”

“Yuanluo?”

Chapter 448: Mu Zhian: This time we’ve met a real piece of work p2

Just then, another wave of ethereal Spiritual Energy surged from within the Ancestral Land. Mu Zhian’s gaze was drawn almost immediately.

“What is that?” Mu Zhian asked.

“It should be the inheritance left by the Lan Clan ancestors in the Ancestral Land. It has nothing to do with you, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

Yao Meng answered casually, then turned back, glancing charmingly at the young man.

“Compared to that, I traveled thousands of miles back from the Southern Wilderness to find you. Don’t you have anything else you want to say?”

Steam rose from the hot spring pool. Mu Zhian admired Yao Meng’s clear and stunningly beautiful face through the hazy mist.

He reached out and gently wrapped his arm around Yao Meng’s firm, slender waist, asking, “Speaking of which, I heard them mention the Sabbath earlier… I seem to have heard of it before too. What exactly is it?”

Yao Meng gently shook her head. “The Sabbath cannot be explained in a few words. You might understand it better if you look it up directly in ancient texts.”

“In the past, many cultivators in the Nine Provinces perished during the Sabbath. It originates from the heavens above, and each time, it selects a Divine Envoy as the Sabbath’s representative.”

“Actually, this matter doesn’t have much to do with you. The Two Polarities Sect is not within the scope of the Sabbath’s heavenly condemnation. Besides, if you return to the Jade Pool Holy Land with me, there won’t be any problems either, after all…”

Her voice suddenly faltered, her pretty face blushing as she let out a soft, alluring nasal sound. “Mmm~ Do you want to hear about serious matters or do something else? If you mess around again, this Seat will lock you in the little black room.”

After a short while, Yao Meng shot the young man a pouting, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.

Mu Zhian cleared his throat and timely withdrew his hand. “Didn’t I win the bet with you just now? Can’t I collect some interest now? Don’t tell me the dignified “Human Emperor”  is going to renege?”

Yao Meng glanced disdainfully, gracefully stood up, and left the hot spring. “Well, I have fulfilled the bet now. Don’t say I reneged afterward.”

Mu Zhian was stunned, thinking, If this isn’t reneging, what is? I haven’t even made my request yet…

The water droplets on Yao Meng’s green dress turned into steam. She retied the thin satin ribbon around her slender waist, tidied her messy skirt hem, and slightly lazy strands of hair.

The next moment, she seemed to instantly transform back into the peerlessly elegant fairy.

Her beauty was breathtaking, like a divine moon slowly rotating behind her, every inch of her skin sparkling crystal clear.

“I still need to return to the Jade Pool Holy Land. If you want me to fulfill the bet from earlier, come to the Jade Pool Holy Land then,” she said softly with a smile.

Mu Zhian said, “You just arrived, and you’re leaving already?”

“The Sabbath is about to descend. I need to confirm that the Jade Pool Holy Land’s formations are secure.”

Yao Meng’s tone was gentle as she revealed the truth.

Then, she stepped onto the void, walked to Mu Zhian’s side, raised her hand to stroke his face, her breath like orchids. “But after that, I’ll have plenty of leisure time.”

“At that time, fulfilling any request you make won’t be a problem, okay?”

Yao Meng picked up a hairpin, gathered her scattered hair, turned, transformed into specks of green light, and left the Lan Clan.

It really doesn’t feel good to have someone grasp your XP. Who exactly wrote The Art of Managing Your Husband? Might as well change it to The Art of Managing Mu… Mu Zhian felt his heart beating faster and couldn’t help complaining inwardly.

Immediately, he couldn’t help but recall what the Lan Clan Great Elder had said earlier.

He couldn’t help but murmur to himself, “What exactly is the Sabbath?”

“Aaaa~”

Just then, Mu Zhian faintly seemed to hear a sorrowful song coming from the Ancestral Land.
The song sounded quite desolate, like a house pet abandoned by its owner, filled with grief.

Mu Zhian suddenly jolted awake as if startled from a deathbed illness.

“Holy crap, I left Lin Ling in the Ancestral Land!”

…

“Sorry, I was preparing snacks when I came back just now and accidentally forgot about you.”

After finally retrieving the Spirit Dragon, Mu Zhian was now placing plate after plate of snacks in the courtyard to cheer her up.

Besides the meat buns Miss Spirit Dragon loved, there were also dried beef jerky, crystal pork knuckle, osmanthus cake, and various other snacks, as well as tea.

Mu Zhian naturally wouldn’t be foolish enough to just go pick up Miss Spirit Dragon directly. He couldn’t possibly tell her: “I was just soaking in the medicinal bath and flirting with Yao Meng…”

No matter how innocent and kind this girl was, hearing this, there was no guarantee she wouldn’t turn Mu Zhian into [—BEEP].

After all, for Lin Ling who possessed Words Manifest Reality, it was just a matter of a single sentence.

So, before going to the Ancestral Land to pick up Lin Ling, Mu Zhian first went to the Lan Clan’s rear kitchen and swiped some snacks to comfort her.

Judging from the current situation, the effect was clearly excellent…

Mu Zhian gently stroked her silver hair and smiled, “These are snacks I specially prepared for you. Do you like them?”

Lin Ling gently pecked her head (nodded).

“Sorry, you probably don’t like being the center of attention. It must have been difficult for you today,” Mu Zhian said softly.

The Spirit Dragon had always either stayed in her own grotto-heaven or on Two Polarities Peak, rarely seeing people.

Releasing Demonic Qi in the Ancestral Land to attract the attention of numerous cultivators might still be somewhat unfamiliar to her.

Suddenly feeling a moist, soft touch on his cheek, Mu Zhian subconsciously looked up. Lin Ling, like a small cat, supported herself on the table with both hands, half-leaning beside him, gently licking his cheek with her small tongue.

Mu Zhian came back to his senses and subconsciously called out, “Lin Ling…?”

She raised her clear, translucent red eyes to look at Mu Zhian and handed him the small notebook she had written in.

“I don’t like attracting others’ attention. They all have ulterior motives towards me, wanting me to help them.”

“Others’ malice is very annoying.”

She held up the small notebook: “But it’s good if I can help you.”

Mu Zhian was speechless for a moment.

Facing this innocent and romantic girl, his ’emotional’ techniques always seemed somewhat pale and powerless.

“Aaa?”

Lin Ling made a confused sound, tilting her head and looking at him quizzically.

“It’s nothing, just suddenly felt a bit guilty, always feel like I’ve let you down…” Mu Zhian muttered.

“Aaaa…”

Lin Ling reached out and hugged Mu Zhian’s head, then gently pressed his face into her bosom, softly stroking the back of his head and singing a sweet song, as if comforting him.

“Is there anything that would make you happy?” Mu Zhian asked muffledly from her soft embrace.

“Don’t leave me,” Lin Ling released him and wrote on the small notebook.

Mu Zhian was stunned, then said helplessly, “I won’t leave you.”

“Aaa~”

Lin Ling fluttered her beautiful eyes, singing a joyful song.

Then, she hesitated for a moment, took an osmanthus cake from the table, stuffed it into Mu Zhian’s mouth, and wrote: “Here, this is for you to eat.”

After finally swallowing the snack, Mu Zhian was rather speechless and said, “Thanks… but I’m not hungry.”

Trying to bribe me with an osmanthus cake… Mu Zhian was silent for a moment. “Does this make you happy?”

Lin Ling nodded gently, then reached out and hugged Mu Zhian.

Mu Zhian’s face was intimately buried in Lin Ling’s bosom.

After a while, feeling the warm breath on her chest, she seemed to sense something, her pretty face blushing slightly as she glanced down at him: “Naughty child.”

This is just a normal physiological reaction… Mu Zhian looked up at her and said softly, “Do you still need my help today?”

Lin Ling demurely shook her head: “Aaa.”

Mu Zhian stood up to leave.

Her heart anxious, she quickly reached out her small hand and gently grabbed one of Mu Zhian’s hands, looking at him with moist, shy eyes. Then she pulled hard, dragging Mu Zhian back onto the chair.

“Aaa…” Lin Ling said softly.

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