Chapter 287: The Girls Are Participating in the Martial Realm Trial
Boom!
Within the Martial Realm, Ye Lingxuan’s Desolate Time Lock transformed into a golden streak of light, stopping inches from a cultivator’s throat.
Smiling gracefully, she said, “I apologize, but it would be best to hand over your points and avoid unnecessary suffering. I’m in a hurry.”
Faced with the Forbidden Zone Holy Maiden’s threat, the cultivator, despite his reluctance, could only hand over one of his points.
Similar scenes were unfolding throughout the Martial Realm…
Unlike Ye Lingxuan and the others, Lan Mulian’s experience was unique. Wherever she went, cultivators would avoid her, unwilling to engage in battle.
Everyone participating in the trial knew that Lan Mulian was the most talented disciple of the Two Polarities Sect, having reached the Nascent Soul Realm after only twenty years of cultivation.
Even though her cultivation level was suppressed in the Martial Realm, her techniques and battle experience were still formidable.
However, her behavior was different from before. In the past, she would randomly spar with others, collecting their points after winning.
But today, whether she was in a hurry to pass the trial or for some other reason, she had already fought several times, swiftly and decisively ending each battle.
Those who encountered her could only blame their bad luck.
Some cultivators, unaware of the reason behind her change, lamented their misfortune, wondering who had angered her. She hadn’t been this terrifying before.
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Whoosh!
Bai Ruoxi, her white dress fluttering in the wind and snow, her aura as cold and aloof as the winter scenery, flew through the air, nine glowing blades behind her.
She took out her token and looked at the points displayed on it. She had seven.
“So you only need three more points to pass the trial, Sister Ruoxi?” Ye Qian asked, looking at the beautiful woman with her ample bosom and slender waist.
The zones within the Martial Realm would randomly shift cultivators to different areas after a certain amount of time. Shortly after Gu Bo Xing’s hasty retreat, Bai Ruoxi had been transported to another zone, where she encountered Ye Qian.
Although she was worried about Mu Zhi’an, she knew she couldn’t help him now. It was better to pass the trial quickly and return to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony to see what was happening.
“I wonder how Brother Mu is doing,” Ye Qian said, looking towards the Two Polarities Sect, a hint of worry in her eyes.
Bai Ruoxi said gently, “Mu Lang is resourceful. Although he’s only barely suppressing the Heavenly Dao Energy, I’m sure he’ll find a way to handle it. All we can do is return to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony as soon as possible.”
Despite her words, a hint of sadness flickered in her eyes.
Although she was now one of the strongest among her peers, the Great Qian Dynasty’s Imperial Advisor’s actions had made her realize that their enemies weren’t limited to the ‘Core Formation Realm’.
And based on recent events, Mu Lang’s relationship with the Jade Empress seemed… strange… If she had to face that fairy in the future, she needed to be at the same level.
She had to reach the Nascent Soul Realm and awaken her other consciousness as soon as possible. Only then would she have the power to keep Mu Lang by her side.
By then, she would be able to deal with those with malicious intentions like Gu Bo Xing, and even Yao Meng, who seemed to be ‘scheming’ against Mu Lang.
Bai Ruoxi exhaled softly, her gaze fixed on the Two Polarities Sect, a newfound determination burning in her eyes.
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While the disciples were fiercely competing in the Martial Realm, the atmosphere in the Garden of Heavenly Harmony was relaxed and… intimate.
Mu Zhi’an swore he didn’t have any strange fetishes.
But for some reason, he felt a strange sense of pleasure when faced with his maid’s sharp tongue and teasing gaze.
He had even been slightly aroused when she called him a ‘pervert’ earlier.
Could there be something wrong with me…? Even Mu Zhi’an was starting to doubt himself.
It wasn’t surprising. Her alluring voice, laced with a mix of charm and disdain, her maid status, her captivating gaze… all these factors made even her insults feel like a reward.
At least, that was how Mu Zhi’an felt.
However, he didn’t want to reveal too many of his weaknesses to his maid… Although her closeness was making him want to surrender.
Mu Zhi’an tried to maintain his composure, shaking his head with a chuckle. “I told you, Mengrou, it’s not me… It’s just because it’s you.”
He paused, looking at her flushed face, and said with a smile, “And… you shouldn’t push yourself too hard.”
Her actions were clearly pushing the boundaries of her own comfort zone. Even with the Primordial Witch’s personality influencing her, she was still struggling.
Wei Mengrou tilted her head slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on him, seeing through his facade. “Are you embarrassed?”
As expected of his maid, who had always been by his side, she could understand the meaning behind every smile and knew when he was lying.
He couldn’t hide anything from her.
What kind of attribute has Mengrou awakened? Why is she so aggressive today…? Mu Zhi’an could only smile awkwardly, his heart pounding uncontrollably.
Imagine, a maid who usually ignores you, even looks at you with disdain, now pressed against you, her voice soft and seductive, her fragrance intoxicating, her soft weight against your chest… It was impossible not to feel flustered.
In the past, he had always been the one pursuing others, and he could predict how things would unfold. But Wei Mengrou was unpredictable.
And her unpredictability was alluring, drawing him in.
“Mengrou, if you keep this up, I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to control myself…”
“You haven’t answered my question,” Wei Mengrou said, her body pressed against his, her alluring lips almost touching his cheek as she looked at him sideways.
Her usually cold eyes held an unfamiliar seriousness.
She had boldly expressed her feelings, but he hadn’t responded.
“You should know how I feel…” Mu Zhi’an said.
“I don’t want to know,” Wei Mengrou replied coldly.
Her slender finger traced his chest, then moved up to his lips.
“I want to hear you say it.”
Mu Zhi’an fell silent.
If their interaction was a ‘battle’, and the first to react physically lost, then Mu Zhi’an had already lost.
His flushed face, his racing heart, his body’s instinctive reaction… He had surrendered to Wei Mengrou.
Actually, any man would have a hard time resisting in this situation.
Her alluring body pressed against his, her intoxicating fragrance, her seductive gaze, her soft weight against his chest, her captivating voice…
Who could resist a beautiful maid who used to look down on you? Especially when she was wearing black and white silk stockings!
Mu Zhi’an felt his inner temperature rising uncontrollably, reaching its boiling point!
He took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure.
Then, he placed a hand on Wei Mengrou’s shoulder, gently pulling her away slightly, his gaze fixed on her beautiful face.
Her alluring lips were inches from his, her head tilted slightly, her usually cold eyes now filled with a captivating allure.
He stared at her silently. After a long time, he smiled.
“You win.”
“As you said, I seem to enjoy being scolded by you,” Mu Zhi’an admitted.
“You’re not even denying that you’re a pervert…?” For a moment, a look of disgust and disdain appeared in Wei Mengrou’s eyes.
Suddenly, Mu Zhi’an pulled her into a tight embrace, their bodies pressing against each other.
Under her surprised gaze, he chuckled. “But how can a maid tease her master so mercilessly?”
He gently caressed her cheek, then leaned in, claiming her lips with his. He would express his feelings for her with actions.
Although they had just kissed, his initiative felt different. Wei Mengrou’s eyes widened slightly, her usually calm heart racing uncontrollably.
A wave of warmth spread through her body. Her hands, initially hesitant, slowly moved up to his neck.
Then, she took another step forward, pressing him against the door, taking the initiative and deepening the kiss.
From her initial clumsiness to her current responsiveness, she met his needs, letting him savor her lips.
The wind howled outside, and the flickering candlelight cast a romantic glow over the room.
After a long time, Mu Zhi’an reluctantly released her lips, looking at her slightly ragged breathing.
Seemingly sensing his gaze, she looked up at him, understanding his intentions. She cupped his face in her hands, leaned in, and kissed him again, their kiss passionate and intense.
Again and again, as if exchanging their feelings through their kisses, never enough.
When they finally parted, Wei Mengrou, noticing his heated gaze and his… reaction, lowered her eyes. “Don’t forget about the Heavenly Dao Energy,” she said.
Mu Zhi’an nodded. “I know… But I need your help.”
His gaze lingered on her, traveling from her face to her legs, admiring the elasticity and smoothness of the Nirvana Silk.
Beneath her yellow dress, her smooth, fair thighs were accentuated by the black stockings, a slight indentation visible where the fabric clung to her skin. Her right leg was clad in white stockings, the black and white combination surprisingly alluring.
A faint blush appeared on her beautiful face, illuminated by the candlelight. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and looked at him. “…Have you seen enough?”
“You’re so beautiful, Mengrou. And these stockings look amazing on you,” Mu Zhi’an said sincerely.
Wei Mengrou looked at him. “You deliberately asked for two different colors, didn’t you? It wasn’t a mistake by the servant.”
“Because I think both colors suit you,” Mu Zhi’an replied honestly.
“You just like both colors, don’t you?”
Wei Mengrou exhaled slowly, the blush on her face fading as she regained her composure.
Then, with a flick of her finger, she extinguished the candle, plunging the room into darkness.
“Do we need to blow out the candle?” Mu Zhi’an asked.
“It makes me feel a bit more… at ease,” Wei Mengrou replied softly.
She walked towards him, her body pressed against his, her senses heightened, aware of his every heartbeat and reaction.
Then, as if sensing something in the darkness, she looked up at him intently.
“What’s wrong…?” Even Mu Zhi’an felt uncomfortable under her gaze.
However, the darkness provided a sense of security.
“It’s nothing. I’m just a little surprised,” Wei Mengrou said, her voice teasing, her cool finger tracing his chest, moving downwards.
“I didn’t expect you to actually enjoy being bullied by your maid.”
The tsundere maid tilted her head slightly, a faint smile curving her lips.
“What do you think Lady Ruoxi and the others would think if they saw us now?”
She exhaled softly against his ear. “Even they would probably think you’re a pervert, right?”
Although even if he was a pervert, she would still love him… She was even willing to fulfill his earlier… requests.
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Martial Realm.
Boom!
Bai Ruoxi’s golden glowing blades transformed into several beams of light, illuminating her figure, making her appear as holy and beautiful as a celestial maiden.
With her final sword strike, the points on her token increased from nine to ten.
This meant she had passed the Martial Realm trial.
Normally, cultivators could continue fighting in the Martial Realm even after obtaining enough points.
Becoming the top scorer in the Martial Realm trial would be beneficial in the Ascension Ceremony, as the top few would be exempt from the initial ‘screening’ rounds.
Beside Bai Ruoxi, a young lady in a light blue dress, her face pure and innocent, took out her token and said, “It seems we can leave the Martial Realm now, Sister Ruoxi.”
She looked at Bai Ruoxi intently.
Bai Ruoxi smiled faintly. “Then let’s end the trial here. Let’s return to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony and see how Mu Lang is doing.”
She would let others fight for the top spot in the Martial Realm trial.
Right now, she was more concerned about Mu Zhi’an.
But with Mengrou there, he should be fine. After all, it was Mengrou’s Heavenly Dao Energy. She should be able to retrieve it.
Bai Ruoxi trusted Mu Zhi’an’s maid.
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