Category: It turns out, they are the protagonists

There are now two characters named Ye Qian: Ye Lingxuan’s sister (叶芊- yèqiān) and “the master’s adopted son” (叶乾 YèQián).

Although they share the “similar” name for english readers, they are pronounced differently in Chinese. To distinguish between them, I will rename the new character (叶乾 YèQián) to Ye Cian.

Chapter 192: Mu Zhi’an, the Chaos Body!

After leaving the Celestial Immortal Hall, Mu Zhi’an was about to ask someone for directions to the Rebirth Pool when a sweet voice called out to him.

“Brother Mu!” When no one else was around, the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone had no problem calling him “Brother.”

However, if Ye Qian or others were present, she reverted to a more formal address.

He turned to see Ye Lingxuan approaching, her beauty radiant in her youthfulness.

“Lingxuan, what are you doing here?” he asked, glancing at the Celestial Immortal Hall.

She had just emerged from there… had she spoken with her father?

“I was visiting my mother. It’s been a while,” she replied with a smile.

Seemingly not wanting to dwell on that topic, she changed the subject. “So what did Father say? Did he agree?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

She didn’t want him to know that she had spoken with her father beforehand.

It wasn’t about selfless sacrifice or anything like that. She was simply worried about his pride.

“Yes, he agreed,” he replied, smiling at her.

He took her hand in his. “He agreed to our marriage, Lingxuan. You’re mine now.”

“He never said that!” she protested, glaring at him playfully.

He hadn’t even mentioned marriage to her father.

“How do you know he didn’t?” he retorted.

She was speechless, unsure how to respond.

“He really did say it,” he insisted, his voice serious.

“You’re lying,” she pouted. “You wouldn’t dare ask Father for my hand in marriage.”

“Of course not. What if he beat me up?” he chuckled.

He studied her delicate features, admiring her profile, her small, upturned nose, her rosy lips, and the curve of her bosom beneath her dress.

“He wouldn’t hurt you. He has no reason to,” she said.

“I stole his precious daughter and asked for her hand in marriage. Of course, he would beat me up!”

He quickly changed the subject. “By the way, do you know where the Rebirth Pool is?”

“Of course. I’ll take you,” she replied with a smile.

“Sister Wei is probably there as well.”

She was about to lead him out of the hall when he stopped, pulling her into his arms.

Before she could react, he wrapped his arm around her waist, his voice a soft whisper in her ear. “Thank you, Lingxuan. It must have been difficult convincing your father.”

She looked up, about to ask what he meant, but his gentle gaze and his words melted her heart, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of shyness and affection.

“You knew…?” she whispered.

No matter how hard she tried to maintain her composure, in his arms, she was like a helpless rabbit, her heart filled with a mixture of panic and sweetness.

“I know everything you’ve done for me, Lingxuan,” he said, his voice sincere.

Her eyes shone with unshed tears as she averted her gaze, unable to withstand his intense stare.

The sharks outside the pond are getting more aggressive. It’s nice to be the “fish” sometimes… He thought, admiring her flushed cheeks.

The guards by the door stared at them, their hands twitching as they fought the urge to attack.

This was infuriating.

Not only had he stolen their young mistress, but he was also shamelessly flirting with her in front of them… if not for the inappropriate setting, they would have challenged him to a duel.

“Let’s go to the Rebirth Pool,” he said softly.

She nodded, her voice barely a whisper.

Boom!

A deafening roar echoed from the north, and they turned to look.

“Is someone else undergoing the Rebirth Pool’s trial?” she asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.

“Is that where the Rebirth Pool is?” he asked, summoning his black sword. “Let’s go check it out.”

She nodded, pointing towards a path.

All the young disciples of the Forbidden Zone should have already undergone the trial and received their benefits… why was someone else undergoing it now?

…

Within the Forbidden Zone, almost every talented disciple had consumed Rebirth Water.

However, it wasn’t gifted by the elders. They had to obtain it themselves by passing the Rebirth Pool’s trial.

And the trial tested one’s physique.

Those who received the pool’s “approval” received more Rebirth Water, and the benefits they gained were also greater.

Zhou Cang, after consuming the Rebirth Water, had gained a “Fifth-Rank” physique enhancement, tripling his spiritual energy absorption rate.

Zhou Hao also possessed a Fifth-Rank physique, and Ye Lingxuan, after passing the trial, had achieved the maximum “Tenth-Rank.”

As a result, she was the first to receive the pool’s full approval, allowing her to bathe in it daily, cultivating a “Sacred Heavenly Body” that surpassed even previous Holy Maidens.

The disciples of the Forbidden Zone all possessed strong physiques, but only she had achieved the “Tenth-Rank.”

There were two others with “Eighth-Rank” physiques: Ye Qing, the girl in the blue dress, and Ye Cian, the master’s adopted son.

He followed Lingxuan’s directions, flying through an ancient forest shrouded in mist, and arrived at a lush, green mountain.

At the foot of the mountain was a pool, a faint fragrance emanating from its waters.

Dozens of disciples, clad in luxurious attire, were gathered around the pool.

He and Lingxuan exchanged glances, then dismounted from his sword, approaching the crowd.

A wave of gasps and exclamations erupted.

“What kind of physique does this Wei Mengrou possess? This is incredible!”

“It’s a shame she doesn’t have the bloodline of the Forbidden Zone. She might have been the second to receive the Rebirth Pool’s full inheritance and maximize her potential,” another disciple remarked, his voice filled with regret.

The first to receive the pool’s full inheritance was, of course, Ye Lingxuan.

Wei Mengrou possessed an extraordinary physique, but without the bloodline of the Forbidden Zone, the pool couldn’t fully activate its potential. It was a shame.

The Rebirth Pool wasn’t exclusive to the Forbidden Zone’s disciples. Outsiders could also consume the Rebirth Water, but only those with the bloodline could fully utilize its power.

He pushed through the crowd and saw Wei Mengrou, her yellow dress shimmering with a golden light, standing at the center of the pool, her expression a mixture of confusion and discomfort.

She wasn’t used to being the center of attention.

Ye Qing, who had been walking with her, had suggested trying the Rebirth Pool’s trial, and she hadn’t refused.

After casually undergoing the trial, the pool’s water had surged around her, and the disciples had erupted in exclamations… she still didn’t understand what had happened.

However, she could sense that her physique had become much stronger.

She noticed a familiar gaze and turned to see Mu Zhi’an.

Their eyes met, and she flew towards him.

Her actions drew the attention of the disciples, and they turned to stare at them.

“Young Mistress, why are you here?” a disciple asked, surprised.

“Heh, it’s obvious, isn’t it? She brought Mu Zhi’an here.”

Their gazes shifted to Mu Zhi’an.

They were naturally curious about their young mistress’s Dao Companion.

“Daoist Mu, why don’t you try the Rebirth Pool’s trial? Let us see your physique,” a disciple suggested.

“Yes, I trust the young mistress’s judgment, but I’d like to see it for myself. Besides, the pool can enhance one’s physique significantly.”

“What do you say, Daoist Mu?”

They urged him to participate.

The disciples of the Forbidden Zone weren’t inherently malicious, and neither were the elders. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have allowed Wei Mengrou to undergo the trial.

Without the elders’ approval, the disciples couldn’t even approach the pool.

Two elders stood nearby, observing the scene.

One was a beautiful woman, perhaps in her thirties, her figure still alluring, her lips full and inviting.

The other was an elderly man, his gaze cloudy and unfocused, his presence subtle.

Neither of them spoke.

They, like the disciples, were curious about Mu Zhi’an, especially after Ling Long’s intervention.

They wanted to see what qualities he possessed that had earned her favor.

He glanced at them, then at Ye Lingxuan.

“Brother Mu, if you don’t want to do this, we can come back later when no one’s around…” she transmitted her voice, her eyes filled with concern.

She didn’t want him to feel pressured.

“It’s fine,” he replied with a smile. “Since we’re here, I might as well impress them. Otherwise, they’ll think you have bad taste.”

Since they were so eager to see his physique, he would show them.

And he was curious about the trial himself.

He reassured her, then glanced at Wei Mengrou, transmitting his voice. “ You came to me this time in broad daylight and got me into a lot of trouble. Mengrou. You owe me a… stocking show… as compensation.”

She rolled her eyes, ignoring him.

He had been destined to be discovered the moment he entered the Forbidden Zone.

She had simply accelerated the process.

However, she still hadn’t tried on the stockings he had given her.

What did stockings made of Nirvana Silk feel like…?

As she pondered this question, he flew towards the center of the Rebirth Pool on his black sword.

All eyes were on him.

What kind of physique did this man who had stolen their Holy Maiden’s heart possess? They were filled with anticipation.

He was also curious.

With his numerous physique enhancements, what judgment would the Rebirth Pool offer?

As he reached the center of the pool, a wisp of white smoke emerged, swirling around him.

He closed his eyes, channeling his spiritual energy into the smoke.

Silence.

The Rebirth Pool seemed to be… pondering.

The disciples watched patiently, but after a while, they began to fidget.

Could it be that he has no special physique?

As the thought crossed their minds, the usually calm pool suddenly trembled!

Chapter 191: All for the Fairy in Green!

“Who meets their father-in-law right after arriving? Shouldn’t I get to grind some ‘experience’ first?” Mu Zhi’an grumbled inwardly, hearing the elder’s words.

He could sense the hostility from several of the young disciples who had been chatting with Ye Lingxuan.

He understood their feelings. They were likely his age, their pride wounded by his relationship with their Holy Maiden. It was natural for them to resent him, perhaps even wanting to challenge him.

“Why is Father summoning Brother Mu so soon…?” Ye Lingxuan was also surprised. She glanced at him, then quickly entered the palace.

Most of the disciples didn’t notice her departure, their attention focused on Mu Zhi’an.

They stared at him with a mixture of curiosity and schadenfreude.

Even these proud and arrogant disciples feared the master of the Forbidden Zone, a figure they rarely saw.

And Mu Zhi’an was being summoned… right after arriving… it had to be because of the Holy Maiden.

Their hostility towards him softened, replaced by a hint of pity.

He quickly composed himself, turning to Wei Mengrou. “Mengrou, accompany Lingxuan inside. I’ll join you later.”

She nodded, her eyes filled with worry.

This was different from their usual encounters. The master of the Forbidden Zone was a Dao Integration expert who had been in seclusion for a long time. His sudden summons… it was unsettling.

He followed the elder into the palace, and Wei Mengrou, guided by another disciple, also entered.

The disciples of the Forbidden Zone had heard tales of her talent, and her beauty was undeniable. Unlike their treatment of Mu Zhi’an, they were friendly towards her, engaging her in conversation.

…

The elder led him through a series of corridors, finally arriving at the Celestial Immortal Hall, the master’s residence.

Two maids stood waiting by the red wooden doors.

They bowed to him and the elder, then, once the elder had departed, they escorted him inside.

He was led to an elegant room.

A man in a black robe, his demeanor calm and imposing, sat at a desk, reading a book and sipping tea leisurely.

“Master, Mu Zhi’an has arrived,” one of the maids said, bowing respectfully before leaving the room.

Having met several Dao Integration experts before, he wasn’t particularly nervous. He bowed, his voice clear and strong. “Mu Zhi’an, disciple of the Two Polarities Sect, greets Senior.”

He had considered saying, “Disciple Mu Zhi’an greets Father-in-law,” but seeing the master’s displeased expression, he decided against it.

The master glanced at him, his eyes filled with disdain. “Have a seat.”

It was understandable. When he had sent Ye Lingxuan to the Ye Family, he hadn’t anticipated her falling for someone.

Though polite and well-mannered, she possessed an inherent pride as the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone. She had even “warned” Mu Zhi’an to stay away from her sister.

Who would have thought that the proud daughter of the Forbidden Zone would fall for someone in Tianxuan City…

He’s definitely not happy with me… He wasn’t surprised, quickly composing himself. “What did you summon me for, Senior?”

The master set down his book. “What brings you here?”

He can’t answer a question with a question… After a moment of hesitation, he decided to be direct.

The master likely knew his purpose anyway.

“I’d like to borrow some Rebirth Water,” he said.

The master studied him. “What do you need it for?”

His voice and his gaze were so calm that Mu Zhi’an wondered if this was truly the master of the Forbidden Zone.

He had anticipated various reactions: questions about Ye Lingxuan, tests of his character, perhaps even threats…

But it seemed the master, as a powerful figure, possessed a certain… detachment.

That was reassuring.

“Senior, are you aware of the former Demon Emperor of the Demon Realm?”

The master raised an eyebrow. “The former Demon Emperor? Why do you ask?”

“To be honest, Senior, I’m trying to rebuild Senior Jade Empress’s body,” he replied respectfully.

“And I need the Rebirth Water for that.”

The master studied him curiously.

“Why should I help you?”

“You wouldn’t be helping me, Senior. You would be helping Senior Jade Empress.”

“The former Demon Emperor was sealed by her, but he’s still alive. If he revives, the Eastern Realm will face a great calamity,” he explained.

A flicker of interest appeared in the master’s eyes. “Why should I believe a mere junior like you?” he asked, his voice laced with amusement.

He had indeed sensed the battle between the Jade Empress and the former Demon Emperor.

However, it had been too quick. Before he could even pinpoint the location, the former Demon Emperor’s aura had vanished.

Whether he was still alive was a mystery. And now, a Core Formation cultivator was claiming he was about to revive… it was difficult to believe.

He stared at Mu Zhi’an, his eyes narrowed. “Even if the Jade Empress herself told me this, it wouldn’t be enough to prove his survival, would it?”

“Her words alone wouldn’t be enough,” Mu Zhi’an agreed.

He retrieved a jade bottle from his storage ring and placed it on the table. “But what about the former Demon Emperor’s own… evidence?”

“The Soul Nourishing Pill?” The master’s eyes widened in surprise.

The Soul Nourishing Pill was an Eighth-Grade pill, practically a Heaven-Grade pill. Even Dao Integration experts possessed few such treasures, and one of its ingredients could only be found in the Demon Realm of the Northern Realm.

Only a peak Nascent Soul cultivator could refine it.

“It does carry his aura… but why would he give it to you?”

“Senior, I promised to find the Rebirth Water and the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit for him. In return, he gifted me the Soul Nourishing Pill,” Mu Zhi’an replied respectfully.

Even the master couldn’t help but stare at him, his expression a mixture of amusement and disbelief. “You promised the Jade Empress, then turned around and made a deal with the former Demon Emperor?”

“I was worried that you wouldn’t believe me, Senior, so I took a risk and met with him, swearing an oath to find those two treasures for him,” he explained.

He had only promised to find them, not to give them to him… it was a subtle manipulation.

The master’s expression turned thoughtful. “Why do you want to help the Jade Empress?”

“She sacrificed so much for the Eastern Realm. I couldn’t stand idly by and watch her perish,” he replied, his voice sincere and earnest.

The master studied him, his gaze unwavering, then stood up and walked to the entrance, his hands clasped behind his back.

“The Demon Realm of the Northern Realm is currently peaceful. The Thunder Sound Temple of the Western Regions is divided, its monks lost in endless debates about Buddhist scriptures. The evil god of the Southern Wilderness has fallen. Though chaos reigns in the Nine Realms, it doesn’t threaten the Eastern Realm.”

“I have no reason to help you.”

He paused, then continued, “However, I owe you a favor, and I owe Shang Yanfei a favor. And Ling Long, the Spirit Dragon, also requested it half a month ago… You may take the Rebirth Water yourself.”

He knew that the Dragon Soaring Tendon fused within Ye Lingxuan had been a gift from Mu Zhi’an.

And though Ling Long had bestowed the opportunity upon her, it was likely due to Mu Zhi’an’s influence.

As for Shang Yanfei… he had visited the Two Polarities Sect after Ye Lingxuan’s birth, requesting a protective formation from her, a formation that would draw upon the blessings of heaven and earth, paving the way for his daughter’s future.

Mu Zhi’an’s arrival at the Forbidden Zone was, in a way, orchestrated by Shang Yanfei.

With their combined requests, he couldn’t refuse.

It seems he doesn’t care about the Eastern Realm’s situation, but he’s very concerned about Lingxuan… “Thank you, Senior!” Mu Zhi’an said, bowing gratefully.

“Don’t celebrate just yet,” he said coldly.

“I won’t interfere in Lingxuan’s matters. However…”

He turned to Mu Zhi’an. “Whether you can reach the Rebirth Pool… that depends on you.”

So obtaining the Rebirth Water won’t be easy…? He understood the master’s meaning.

Before he could ask, the master, his patience seemingly exhausted, waved his hand dismissively. “Go.”

He hesitated. “I have one more question, Senior.”

The master didn’t speak, but he didn’t refuse either.

“Can the curse of the Forbidden Zone directly affect someone’s destiny?”

“I don’t have time for idle chatter,” he replied calmly.

“That ancient text on the table might have some information. You may borrow it for a few days, for Lingxuan’s sake.”

The book he was just reading…? He picked up the book.

His gaze swept over the pages, then his eyes widened as he spotted a specific sentence: “The Calamity Body can directly influence the rise and fall of a dynasty. The appearance of each Calamity Body heralds the end of an era.”

And the Calamity Body… it had existed for ten thousand years?!

Mengrou is a Calamity Body…? He suppressed his shock, putting the book away, then bowed deeply. “Thank you, Senior!”

“Don’t thank me. This is for Ling Long, for the Sect Master, and for my daughter. Thank them,” he replied coldly.

“I’ll treat Lingxuan well, Senior. You have my word,” Mu Zhi’an said.

The air in the hall suddenly stilled.

The master looked up at him, then pointed towards the door.

“What do you mean, Senior…?” he asked, trying to decipher his gesture.

“Get out,” he said simply.

Mu Zhi’an grinned.

It seems Lingxuan’s father isn’t as unreasonable as I thought. He’s quite… direct…

He thanked him again, then left the hall.

…

Once he was gone, the master sighed softly.

“Are you satisfied now?”

A girl in a purple dress emerged from the shadows, a bright smile on her face. “Thank you, Father!”

He shook his head, his eyes filled with a mixture of exasperation and affection.

She was already siding with him before even getting married. What would happen once they were truly together?

What did this Mu Zhi’an possess that had captivated his daughter, apart from Ling Long’s favor?

If he had known sending her to the Ye Family would result in this… he wouldn’t have done it.

But regret was pointless now… besides, he wasn’t entirely opposed to her relationship.

However, it didn’t mean he approved of Mu Zhi’an.

He had agreed to grant him the Rebirth Water.

But whether he could obtain it, whether he could rebuild the Jade Empress’s body…

That depended on his own abilities.

Chapter 190: Meeting the Father-in-Law!

“So this is the Forbidden Zone…?”

Mu Zhi’an had just entered a verdant forest, guided by Elder Zhou and the others.

It wasn’t what he had expected. He had imagined a barren wasteland, influenced by the tales of the Forbidden Zone’s curse.

However, the environment was surprisingly pleasant.

A massive shadow swept across the sky, its wings creating a gust of wind. He looked up and saw a colossal creature, its wingspan seemingly covering half the sky, its body blotting out the sun.

“Lingxuan, is this a local specialty?” he asked, turning to the girl flying beside him on his black sword.

“That’s Senior Kun Peng. He rarely appears. He usually resides in the sea,” she replied, her voice clear and melodious.

Kun Peng… it’s huge. The meat must be delicious. Sister Lin Ling would love it… The thought popped into his mind unbidden.

He shook his head, banishing the thought.

He didn’t know if it was Lin Ling’s influence, but he wouldn’t have looked at such a majestic creature and immediately thought of food before…

But it was understandable. During his time at the Two Polarities Sect, Lin Ling had frequently captured various exotic beasts, from the sky, the land, and the sea, and he had been the one preparing them.

Thinking of food upon seeing exotic beasts had become almost instinctive.

“What are you thinking about, Brother Mu?” Ye Lingxuan asked, noticing his thoughtful expression.

“You, of course,” he whispered in her ear, taking her hand in his.

She blushed, glancing at the three people flying ahead. “We’re almost at the inner regions. Don’t… if the others see us, it’ll be troublesome,” she whispered back.

He chuckled. “It’s fine. One of my reasons for coming here was for you. And our relationship… it’s not a secret here, is it?”

She fell silent, nodding slightly.

Even though she rarely returned to the Forbidden Zone, she knew that news of their relationship had spread. Otherwise, Zhou Hao and the others wouldn’t have come to the Two Polarities Sect.

“Since they know, there’s no need to hide, right? There are no outsiders here,” he said, tightening his grip on her hand.

Their conversation reached the ears of the three people ahead.

Liu Honghuai, the woman in red, wasn’t jealous. She simply glanced back at them occasionally, a flicker of amusement in her eyes.

Elder Zhou, who had initially been arrogant and dismissive, had become subdued after the incident with the Jade Empress and Lin Ling.

However, Zhou Hao’s anger simmered as he listened to their conversation, his jaw clenching at Mu Zhi’an’s affectionate words and gestures.

He restrained himself, his fists clenched tightly.

They were nearing the inner regions of the Forbidden Zone. Mu Zhi’an might have powerful connections at the Two Polarities Sect, but here… even dragons had to bow their heads!

Killing him was out of the question, but he had surely come prepared for a “lesson,” hadn’t he?

After all, many of the male disciples in the Forbidden Zone resented him.

Zhou Hao was simply one of them.

Once their young mistress began her inheritance… who would protect him then?

Besides, the master of the Forbidden Zone also disliked the man who had stolen his daughter’s heart. He would likely turn a blind eye if the disciples decided to “teach him a lesson.”

Enjoy it while you can… once you enter the inner regions, you’ll experience the true “warmth” of the Forbidden Zone.

He glanced back at them, a cold smile gracing his lips.

The pampered young master was shamelessly embracing the girl in the purple dress, and she, usually elegant and composed, simply blushed and glared at him halfheartedly.

She seemed annoyed by his public display of affection, yet her eyes held a hint of shyness.

Behind them, Wei Mengrou followed silently, her yellow dress clinging to her alluring curves, her face as cold and beautiful as ever.

Though she was stunning, her presence was subtle. If not for her near-Nascent Soul cultivation, they might have forgotten about her.

After their brief separation, she had suffered a series of unfortunate events due to her misfortune.

He had decided that it was safer for her to remain by his side.

Besides, Ye Lingxuan had said that her misfortune was similar to the curse of the Forbidden Zone… perhaps he could learn its origin from the master.

Zhou Hao turned away, his gaze fixed on the Dongtian entrance that was coming into view. “We’re almost there,” he said with a smile.

Mu Zhi’an looked up and saw a vast, blue ocean at the end of the verdant forest.

Massive creatures occasionally leaped from the water, then vanished back into the depths.

It’s a good thing Ling Long isn’t here. She would devour the Forbidden Zone’s food supply… He thought, amused.

Elder Zhou stopped at the edge of the ocean and performed a series of hand seals.

A whirlpool appeared on the calm surface, and a creature with a human upper body and a dragon lower body emerged, its antlers branching towards the sky, its blue scales shimmering in the sunlight.

“Senior, we require your assistance,” Elder Zhou said respectfully, bowing.

Zhou Hao and Liu Honghuai also bowed.

Ye Lingxuan smiled. “Uncle Lei Shen, it’s been a while.”

This was Lei Shen, one of the guardian beasts of the Forbidden Zone.

He was colossal, his tail creating massive waves as it swayed. He looked down at the girl, his voice booming like thunder. “You’ve finally decided to return, little one.”

He’s at least a Nascent Soul expert, perhaps even Sixth Stage or higher… Mu Zhi’an thought, awed.

Creatures like Lei Shen were considered demonic cultivators.

And cultivation was much more difficult for demonic cultivators than for humans.

Their tribulations were far more dangerous, and many perished during their Nascent Soul tribulations.

At the same cultivation level, demonic cultivators were generally stronger than human cultivators, unless the human possessed a special physique.

However, such individuals were rare.

Lei Shen’s gaze softened as he looked at Ye Lingxuan, his usual imposing demeanor replaced by a gentle warmth. He clearly doted on the master’s daughter.

He then turned his attention to the young man beside her. “So you’re Mu Zhi’an,” he said, his voice deep and resonant.

“Greetings, Senior Lei Shen,” Mu Zhi’an said, bowing respectfully.

He simply grunted in response, then waved his hand.

The ocean parted, revealing a path leading into the depths.

Mu Zhi’an’s eyes widened as he recognized the path’s true nature.

It was… a Dongtian.

“Enter,” Lei Shen said.

“The master awaits.”

He nodded and followed them into the depths, stepping onto the path.

Instead of a dark and murky seabed, they found themselves in a magnificent palace, its architecture ancient and ornate.

It was even more luxurious than the imperial palace.

Dozens of young people, around Mu Zhi’an’s age, were gathered at the entrance.

They were disciples of the Forbidden Zone, curious to see the newcomer.

Several elders stood behind them, their gazes also fixed on the entrance.

“Lingxuan, you’re finally back! Have you forgotten about your sister?”

A girl in a light blue dress rushed towards them, embracing Ye Lingxuan’s arm, her voice filled with playful reproach.

She was one of the disciples who had struggled to resist Lin Ling’s aura earlier.

“She hasn’t forgotten us. She’s simply blinded by love. If not for the inheritance, she would have forgotten where the Forbidden Zone even is,” another girl teased.

Ye Lingxuan blushed. “Don’t tease me, Sisters. Of course, I missed you… I just haven’t had the time to return.”

“Sure, sure. It’s all because of this Young Master Mu, isn’t it?” the girl in the blue dress said, glancing at Mu Zhi’an.

He’s well-dressed, and handsome, and his talent… Core Formation Realm… not bad.

But that’s not enough to capture our young mistress’s heart…

As she pondered this, the other disciples gathered around Ye Lingxuan, greeting her warmly. Despite her infrequent visits, her talent and her grace had earned their respect.

She couldn’t very well ignore them, so she simply glanced at Mu Zhi’an, her eyes apologetic.

He smiled reassuringly.

He was pleased to see her popularity and her amicable relationship with the others.

“As most of you know, this is Mu Zhi’an, the one my brother, Zhou Cang, mentioned,” Zhou Hao announced.

“He’s also our young mistress’s Dao Companion.”

The word “Dao Companion” silenced the crowd.

They all turned to stare at Mu Zhi’an.

They had heard of him, and now, seeing him in person, they were curious if he possessed any extraordinary qualities.

But he seemed… ordinary, apart from his good looks…

An awkward silence fell upon the plaza. Some glared at him with undisguised hostility, while others nodded politely.

He returned their nods with a smile.

“Prepare a feast to welcome our young mistress home,” an elder said from behind them.

He then turned to Mu Zhi’an, his gaze softening. “Young friend, please follow me. The master awaits.”

Mu Zhi’an nodded, his expression calm, though he felt a surge of nervousness.

He had been preparing himself to meet the master of the Forbidden Zone, but he hadn’t expected it to be so soon.

He wasn’t ready to face the final boss yet…

Chapter 189: Arriving at the Forbidden Zone

The Master of the Forbidden Zone was one of the few Dao Integration experts in the Eastern Realm, and he was also Ye Lingxuan’s father.

Since achieving Dao Integration, he had taken in two adopted sons and had one biological daughter, Ye Lingxuan.

He had sent her to the Ye Family for two reasons: the Heavenly Dao Aura, and a hidden demonic presence within the Forbidden Zone. He had feared for his newborn daughter’s safety.

He had planned to bring her back when she turned sixteen, but six months ago, he had received a report detailing her experiences at the Ye Family, ending with a succinct statement: “The Young Mistress might have been… defiled.”

If not for Ling Long’s intervention, he wouldn’t have bothered meeting Mu Zhi’an.

After all, he wasn’t ready to marry off his precious daughter.

However, her voice had jolted him out of his meditation.

Clad in a black robe, he emerged from his secluded chamber and looked up at the massive silver dragon soaring through the storm clouds, her body eclipsing half the Forbidden Zone, lightning crackling around her.

The younger disciples were relatively unaffected, but the Core Formation and Nascent Soul cultivators felt a wave of awe, their bodies trembling before her power.

He stared at her, his gaze unwavering as his black robe billowed in the wind.

Beside him, a dozen elders sat in meditation, struggling to resist the urge to kneel, their bodies trembling. Most of the Core Formation cultivators had already succumbed, either meditating with great effort or prostrating themselves on the ground.

“Commanding the laws with her words… to think she would intervene for a mere cultivator. How rare,” he murmured, then glanced at the disciples behind him.

Only one of his sons and two female disciples were still resisting. The others had either fallen to their knees or were struggling to maintain their composure.

“And you think you can teach Mu Zhi’an a lesson? He’s been living with Ling Long, and he hasn’t prostrated himself before her every day,” he said, his voice flat.

The young disciples hung their heads in shame.

He turned his gaze back to the Two Polarities Sect, his voice calm but firm. “Bring him here. I’ll grant him an audience.”

His words, like thunder, echoed through the Two Polarities Sect.

…

Two Polarities Peak, Back Mountain.

Shang Yanfei, the Sect Master, studied the Go board, her delicate finger tapping a piece thoughtfully.

The oppressive aura from the voice vanished.

Lan Mulian glanced at the board, her brow furrowed. “Master, why are there Xiangqi pieces on the Go board…?”

“I’m experimenting with new rules,” she replied with a smile, placing a “soldier” piece on the board.

“Why can the ‘soldier’ move so many spaces?”

“It’s special,” she chuckled.

“The other soldiers don’t have that ability.”

As she spoke, Lan Mulian noticed the black pieces on the opposite side of the board shifting subtly.

Her eyes widened as she stared at her Master.

Someone is playing Go with Master… but they’re not here…?

She glanced at Shang Yanfei, her eyes filled with curiosity.

Who is playing with Master…?

She suddenly noticed something else, her gaze lingering on Shang Yanfei. “Are you injured?” she asked, her voice laced with concern.

Her Master hadn’t left Two Polarities Peak. How could she be injured…?

“This isn’t an injury,” the Empress replied with a smile.

“It’s just… a slight disruption in my destiny.”

…

Though Shang Yanfei had neutralized the voice’s oppressive aura, it still reached every corner of the sect, sparking a flurry of anxious discussions among the disciples and elders.

They knew it was from an external source, and they wondered who could possess such power.

And who was the “he” the voice had referred to, the one granted an audience?

Speculations ran rampant throughout the sect.

…

At the Ye sisters’ residence, Zhou Hao and the two others, overwhelmed by Lin Ling’s voice, sat down, struggling to resist the urge to kneel.

Kneeling elsewhere wouldn’t be a problem, but with others watching… it was humiliating.

Ye Lingxuan remained seated, the Dragon Soaring Tendon within her emitting a faint glow, protecting her from the oppressive aura.

Mu Zhi’an stared at Lin Ling, his gaze sweeping over her beautiful features, her ample bosom, her long, slender legs, then back to her bosom.

Lust trumped awe.

However, as he resisted the urge to kneel, a sense of unease washed over him.

He hadn’t expected her to speak to the master of the Forbidden Zone… it was completely out of character.

He had never been worried about the master refusing to meet him. After all, he had “abducted” his daughter, and everyone knew how much he doted on her.

He would be scrutinized regardless.

But now…

Lin Ling’s intervention had changed everything.

Even if the master hadn’t intended to make things difficult for him, her words would likely spark a desire to test him.

She turned to him, holding up a piece of cardboard: “How did I do?”

Her crimson eyes sparkled with anticipation, like a child seeking praise.

“You were… amazing. Thank you,” he replied, forcing a smile, despite his inner turmoil.

“Was that your idea, Sister Lin Ling?” he asked.

Her words implied that she supported him, which would pique the master’s interest.

His future father-in-law might not have intended to make things difficult for him, but her intervention might have changed his mind.

“Aaa?” She tilted her head, confused.

“I’m asking if you decided to speak to the master of the Forbidden Zone,” he clarified, transmitting his voice.

She blinked her crimson eyes, tilting her head again. “Aaa?”

…

Alright, she’s playing dumb.

It wasn’t her idea… and as for who had suggested it, the answer was obvious.

There was only one person in the entire sect, perhaps even the entire Nine Realms, who could influence Lin Ling, the Spirit Dragon.

The Jade Empress, standing beside him, watched him, a strange glint in her eyes.

She had chosen him because of his Innate Celestial Vessel… and because he was a good person, trusted by her chosen successor.

However, even she was surprised by Ling Long’s willingness to intervene on his behalf.

Why was she helping him…?

She pushed those thoughts aside and turned to the three people from the Forbidden Zone. “If there’s nothing else, you may leave. I’ll be accompanying him to the Forbidden Zone in half a month,” she said, her voice calm but firm.

“…Yes, Senior,” they replied obediently, unable to defy her.

Liu Honghuai glanced at Mu Zhi’an, her eyes filled with a seductive invitation, but he quickly looked away, displaying impeccable self-control.

With his beloved beside him, he couldn’t afford to be distracted, even if it was just an act.

Besides, he had more pressing concerns…

He turned to the Jade Empress, his voice hesitant. “Fairy Sister, did you just wake up, or have you been awake this whole time…?”

She had said she would return to her slumber to nourish her consciousness, but it had only been a few days…

He suspected she hadn’t slept at all.

She shook her head, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “I was indeed sleeping, but I sensed Ling Long’s approach and woke up.”

Oh, is that so? But I feel like you’ve been watching everything… He didn’t voice his suspicions.

She turned to Lin Ling. “Thank you for your assistance, fellow Daoist,” she said.

Ling Long’s intervention was not only for Mu Zhi’an’s sake, but also for hers.

And the reason… it was likely related to the Sect Master.

Lin Ling simply shook her head. “Aaa.”

He watched them, noting their contrasting auras. The Jade Empress was like a celestial being from the Moon Palace, aloof and untouchable.

Lin Ling, on the other hand, seemed more… simple and innocent. How had she even reached the Dao Integration Realm?

Dao Integration required comprehending the Great Dao, harmonizing with its essence. What kind of Dao had she comprehended with her personality?

Perhaps being a natural-born glutton accelerated one’s cultivation?

“Aaaa~” She tugged at his sleeve, her voice soft.

“You want to go back?” he asked.

“Aaa!” she chirped, nodding happily, pleased that he understood her.

…

After seeing Lin Ling off, the Jade Empress, seemingly not wanting to intrude on their moment, returned to his vessel.

Silence descended upon the courtyard, and he and Ye Lingxuan stared at each other. After a long moment, she sighed. “It seems your trip to the Forbidden Zone will be more troublesome than I anticipated, Brother Mu.”

Though she hadn’t met with her father yet, his reaction today suggested he was displeased with her relationship.

And now, Ling Long had intervened… He wouldn’t harm Mu Zhi’an, out of respect for her, for Ling Long, and for the Two Polarities Sect.

But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t test him.

And Ling Long represented destiny itself. The man who had earned her favor, even her intervention… the young disciples of the Forbidden Zone would be curious about his capabilities.

This trip would be a trial by fire.

He frowned, his voice filled with mock concern. “What should I do, Lingxuan? What if your father beats me up?”

“And your servants don’t seem to like me very much.”

His gaze lingered on her alluring figure, her purple dress accentuating her curves, her hair cascading down her back like a waterfall.

He reached out, taking her hand in his.

“Brother Mu…?” she asked, her eyes filled with confusion.

“Let me… enjoy myself… before we go to the Forbidden Zone, Lingxuan,” he said, a mischievous smile spreading across his face. He pulled her towards him, gently pushing her onto the stone table.

She blushed, glancing around nervously. “Don’t… this is the courtyard…” she whispered.

He ignored her protest, removing her embroidered shoes, his gaze lingering on her delicate feet for a moment before he met her eyes. “Don’t worry. I won’t do anything,” he said softly.

“I just want to… sample the taste of Rebirth Water.”

…

The Forbidden Zone.

Ling Long’s words had spread throughout the Eastern Realm, reaching the palace of the Great Qian Dynasty, the Jade Pool Sacred Land, and every major power. And within the Forbidden Zone, the disciples were buzzing with excitement.

“Who is this Mu Zhi’an? To think he could convince Ling Long, the Spirit Dragon, to intervene.”

“It seems their relationship isn’t so simple…”

Zhou Cang, before being confined to his quarters for causing trouble at the Two Polarities Sect, had told his friends about Ling Long residing at the Garden of Heavenly Harmony. So some within the Forbidden Zone were aware of her presence.

However, her intervention today had surprised everyone.

And judging by her actions… it wasn’t simply a request for an audience. It felt more like… a marriage proposal!

Everyone knew about their Holy Maiden’s relationship with Mu Zhi’an, and though the master hadn’t expressed his opinion, his displeasure was evident.

And now, Ling Long had intervened.

It was a clear declaration of support for Mu Zhi’an.

The elders had believed that their young mistress’s partner should be someone of equal standing, a talented disciple from a prominent background.

But with a Dao Integration expert as a backer, there were no issues of incompatibility.

Her words had made Mu Zhi’an a household name within the Forbidden Zone, and the disciples were eager to meet him.

The usually reclusive disciples, who spent most of their time cultivating, were now eager to see the man who had stolen their Holy Maiden’s heart, to see if he possessed any extraordinary qualities.

And her words had forced many of them to their knees.

They couldn’t take their anger out on her, but they could direct it towards Mu Zhi’an.

After all, she had intervened on his behalf.

…

The Eastern Realm was vast. Most people would never leave its borders in their lifetimes. However, for Core Formation cultivators, distance was no longer an obstacle.

They could fly on their swords, covering great distances, and they could consume pills to replenish their spiritual energy.

Mu Zhi’an had no shortage of replenishing pills, thanks to the generous gifts from the Peak Masters and elders during his time at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Half a month passed quickly, and he finally departed for the Forbidden Zone with the others.

He was actually looking forward to it, not because of the Forbidden Zone itself, but because he wanted to rebuild the Jade Empress’s body as soon as possible.

The night before their departure, he had… enjoyed Bai Ruoxi’s company… and he had left behind some snacks for Lin Ling, departing under her watchful gaze as she waved her handkerchief and sang, “Aaa.”

…

Three days later, the master of the Forbidden Zone’s voice, as powerful as thunder, echoed from the depths of the Forbidden Zone.

“Deactivate the barrier. Let them in.”

His words sent a wave of excitement through the usually quiet Forbidden Zone.

He had spoken! It meant Mu Zhi’an and the others had arrived!

Chapter 188: Is This a Marriage Proposal to the Forbidden Zone?

The Forbidden Zone.

The mere mention of this place filled most cultivators with dread and fear.

And the reason was simple: the curse.

Even Nascent Soul cultivators who entered the Forbidden Zone met with mysterious deaths.

As a result, many cultivators trembled at the mere mention of its name.

…

Mu Zhi’an was chatting with Wei Mengrou when he saw a massive silver dragon swoop down into the courtyard, dropping a struggling white egret onto the ground.

Then, she transformed into a beautiful silver-haired woman.

“Sister Lin Ling, where did you get this…?” he asked, staring at the egret in bewilderment.

“Aaaa~” she sang, pointing at the bird.

She wants me to make soup…? After spending so much time with her, he had become somewhat proficient in understanding her vocalizations.

He couldn’t explain it. Perhaps it was a result of their close bond.

He studied the egret. Its feathers were pure white, its body seemingly infused with the essence of the sun and moon.

And it looked quite plump.

He frowned, a strange expression crossing his face.

“A Sun-Moon Egret…” he murmured.

It was one of the egrets from the Enforcement Hall… she had… “borrowed” it.

After a moment of hesitation, he nodded, meeting her expectant gaze. “Wait a moment. I’ll prepare it right away.”

Offending Lin Ling, the Spirit Dragon, was far worse than offending the Hall Master of the Enforcement Hall.

She nodded happily, then sat down, swinging her legs idly as she waited for her meal.

…

He returned with a bowl of fragrant egret soup, her eyes lighting up as she grabbed a spoon.

She tilted her head, noticing he was simply watching her, and wrote on the table: “Aren’t you eating?”

He shook his head, forcing a smile. “I’m content just watching you eat, Sister Lin Ling.”

Her eyes softened, touched by his gesture.

These days, selfless people who cooked for her without expecting anything in return were rare. He was the first.

He sighed. “I’m going to the Forbidden Zone in a month. I might be gone for a while. Take care of yourself, Sister Lin Ling.”

She stared at him, her expression thoughtful, then picked up a piece of meat and offered it to him.

He shook his head. “No, thank you. I’m not hungry.”

“Aaaa~” She insisted, placing the meat in his mouth.

He was stunned, then chuckled, chewing the tender meat. He watched her eat, then reached out, gently stroking her silver hair.

She looked up at him, her crimson eyes questioning.

“It’s nothing. Don’t mind me. I just wanted to touch your hair,” he said, withdrawing his hand.

This is bad. She’s so cute… He stared at her, his heart pounding. He knew he shouldn’t… but she was so adorable… he wanted to…

She suddenly wrote something on the table.

He glanced at the words: “Don’t even think about it. I can sense it.”

I almost forgot. Senior Sister mentioned that she could sense malicious intent…

But this isn’t malicious intent. It’s just… affection… He thought, watching her finish her meal, then left the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

He planned to visit Ye Lingxuan, then return to meditate.

…

As he was leaving, he heard a faint voice calling his name.

Lin Ling looked towards the source of the voice.

It was coming from… Two Polarities Peak!

…

He reached the Jade Glass Palace, ignoring the disciples chatting and strolling in the plaza, and entered the Ye sisters’ residence.

He heard an argument, one of the voices laced with impatience and annoyance.

Lingxuan wouldn’t argue with Qian’er. It must be someone else…

He entered the courtyard and saw Ye Lingxuan confronting three strangers, her voice cold and distant. “Didn’t I say I’ll return in half a month? Why are you here?”

He recognized one of them: Zhou Hao, the prodigy from the Forbidden Zone.

Beside him stood a woman in a revealing red dress, her aura alluring and seductive.

And the man leading them, though dressed plainly and appearing elderly, possessed a powerful aura that couldn’t be ignored.

He’s at least a Nascent Soul cultivator… He assessed the man instantly.

He listened to their conversation, quickly understanding the situation.

They were supposed to depart for the Forbidden Zone half a month before the inheritance ceremony, but the elders, seemingly worried, had sent them early to retrieve their young mistress.

However, she refused to leave so soon. She didn’t want to be separated from her sister, and she hadn’t informed Mu Zhi’an yet.

“We’ll discuss this in half a month,” she said, her voice flat.

“Young Mistress, the inheritance is a crucial matter. Delaying it could be problematic,” Zhou Hao said, trying to persuade her.

“The ceremony doesn’t start for another month, and it lasts for nearly six months. What exactly will be delayed?” she retorted, glaring at him.

She wasn’t the only one eligible for the inheritance. All the talented disciples of their generation could participate, but only she could truly inherit the position of master.

However, the other disciples could still benefit from the inheritance.

“You’re simply trying to prevent Brother Mu from accompanying me,” she said, seeing through their intentions.

Disciples who wanted to leave the Two Polarities Sect for extended periods had to inform the Enforcement Hall, and the approval process could take a few days.

If she agreed to leave tomorrow, Mu Zhi’an wouldn’t have enough time to obtain permission.

As for how they knew about the Two Polarities Sect’s procedures, it was obvious Zhou Hao had been gathering information.

Zhou Hao, unfazed by her accusation, chuckled. “I’m simply concerned about your inheritance, Young Mistress. I have nothing against anyone.”

“This matter is of great importance. Please reconsider, Young Mistress,” the elder said, his gaze shifting to Mu Zhi’an.

“What are your thoughts, young friend?”

Zhou Hao and the woman in the red dress noticed Mu Zhi’an, clad in a black and gold robe, standing at the entrance, a faint smile on his face.

“So this is Mu Zhi’an…” the woman murmured, her eyes narrowed.

Many in the Forbidden Zone had been discussing him after Zhou Cang’s expulsion, some female cultivators even expressing curiosity about the man who had captured their young mistress’s heart. Liu Honghuai, the woman in red, was one of them.

He’s handsome, and his talent… Core Formation Realm… not bad.

But he’s still far inferior to our young mistress.

What does she see in him?

As she pondered this question, Mu Zhi’an approached them, his gaze sweeping over Zhou Hao and the elder before lingering on Liu Honghuai for a moment. He then looked away, his demeanor polite and composed.

“Do you know me, Sister?” he asked, deliberately avoiding her gaze.

She chuckled. “You’re quite famous in the Forbidden Zone. After all, you’re the first to be so close to our young mistress.”

It seems Zhou Cang badmouthed me quite a bit… “I wasn’t aware of her identity at first, Sister. And my feelings for her haven’t changed,” he said humbly, his gaze softening as he turned to Ye Lingxuan.

She blushed slightly, though she maintained her composure.

Zhou Hao noticed her reaction, his eyes narrowing. “Young Master Mu, Elder Zhou came to invite our young mistress back to the Forbidden Zone, but she refused because of you. What do you think we should do?”

“I respect Lingxuan’s decision,” he replied with a smile.

Respect her decision? She’s only staying because of you! And you’re acting like you have nothing to do with it… Zhou Hao fumed inwardly, glaring at him.

“Her inheritance is a crucial matter. If it’s delayed and something goes wrong, we’ll all be held responsible,” he said, his voice laced with a warning.

Mu Zhi’an was taken aback. “Shouldn’t you be discussing this with Lingxuan, not me?”

“Besides, I heard the inheritance ceremony lasts for six months. Isn’t that enough time?” he added.

He turned to Liu Honghuai. “How long does it usually take to receive the inheritance, Sister?”

She seemed to enjoy his form of address, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “About a month. Two at most.”

He turned back to Zhou Hao. “You seem to be overly concerned, Brother Zhou.”

The elder, who had been silent until now, finally spoke. “Her situation is unique. The inheritance’s duration can’t be judged by ordinary standards. That’s why I came early to retrieve her.”

Mu Zhi’an pondered his words for a moment. “You make a valid point, Senior. However, what did the master of the Forbidden Zone say?”

The elder hesitated. “He didn’t say anything.”

“Then aren’t you being a bit hasty?”

“Brother Mu, there’s no need to argue with them. I’ve made up my mind. We’ll leave in half a month,” Ye Lingxuan said coldly.

She knew they disapproved of her relationship with Mu Zhi’an.

However, she couldn’t imagine leaving him now.

If she was strong enough to inherit the Forbidden Zone’s throne, she would even bring him there.

She couldn’t pinpoint what she found so appealing about him. He was a flirt, a schemer, and a shameless teaser, but she didn’t want to be apart from him.

As for the reason… she didn’t know, nor did she care to find out.

“I have other matters to attend to in two days. If you’re not coming with us, Young Mistress, then we’ll have to send someone else in half a month,” the elder said.

“It won’t be a problem for you, but this young friend… without our protection, he might not survive the curse.”

To outsiders, the Forbidden Zone was a dangerous place, but to those born within its borders, the curse was harmless.

However, without their protection, Mu Zhi’an would be vulnerable.

“Young Mistress, it’s not that we don’t want to delay our departure, but Elder Zhou has to leave soon. There are only a few in the Forbidden Zone who can bestow immunity to the curse, and he’s one of them,” Zhou Cang added.

“Without his protection, Young Master Mu might not survive.”

He turned to Mu Zhi’an, a mocking smile on his face. “Or do you have a way to withstand the curse yourself, Young Master Mu?”

His meaning was clear: if you’re capable, accompany her in half a month. If not, request permission from the Enforcement Hall and leave tomorrow.

Liu Honghuai frowned, her voice laced with disapproval. “It’s unrealistic to expect a newly ascended Core Formation cultivator to enter the Forbidden Zone alone. Even you struggled to reach the inner regions back then.”

“That’s why we’re discussing this with Young Master Mu. If he can obtain permission from the Enforcement Hall, we can leave tomorrow morning,” Zhou Hao said with a smile. “We’re reasonable people.”

She rolled her eyes, choosing not to comment.

She had spent a few years at the Two Polarities Sect and knew how strict the Enforcement Hall was. Newly accepted disciples needed to go through a lengthy process to obtain permission to leave the mountain.

Trips longer than two months required the approval of either the Hall Master or the Vice Hall Master.

However, they were elusive figures, rarely seen.

But Mu Zhi’an’s situation was unique. It was rare for a disciple to request a month-long leave less than six months after joining the sect.

“I’ll leave in half a month,” Ye Lingxuan said calmly.

“As for the curse… I’ll handle it.”

The Dragon Soaring Tendon resided within her, and after being nourished by Rebirth Water, its benefits were becoming apparent.

She was practically a walking source of Rebirth Water, and its effects were even stronger than the original.

She could use some special techniques to protect Mu Zhi’an from the curse if necessary.

“Young Mistress, you’ll be fine, but Young Master Mu…” Zhou Hao said, his gaze lingering on Mu Zhi’an.

He hadn’t expected her to agree to leave tomorrow. He had convinced his grandfather to come early simply to intimidate Mu Zhi’an.

During their journey to the Forbidden Zone, they would control his fate.

After all, he needed Elder Zhou’s protection to survive the curse.

In other words, he was at their mercy.

He didn’t know how Mu Zhi’an had deceived his young mistress, but seeing her lover’s weakness would surely disappoint her.

It might not be enough, but if they could weaken Mu Zhi’an’s presence a few more times, she would eventually see his true nature.

And then… he would have a chance to win her heart!

“How about this? We’ll wait a few days until Young Master Mu’s request is approved,” the elder suggested with a smile.

“What do you think, young friend?”

They had achieved their objective. There was no need to push further.

Their goal hadn’t been to force her to leave tomorrow, but to undermine Mu Zhi’an.

He saw through their intentions, but he didn’t care. “Since you’re in such a hurry to return, why don’t you leave now?” he asked calmly.

“As for me, don’t worry. I’ll handle it myself.”

“You have a way to withstand the curse, Young Master Mu?” Zhou Hao asked, his voice laced with mockery.

“Lingxuan might be immune, but that doesn’t mean you are. If something happens to you, and Senior Ling Long blames us…”

“I’ll take responsibility for my actions. You needn’t worry,” he interrupted.

“I have a way to deal with the curse. I know you don’t want me to go to the Forbidden Zone, but…”

He turned to Ye Lingxuan, his gaze meeting hers. “For Lingxuan, I’ll face the master of the Forbidden Zone.”

His voice was firm, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.

She smiled, her heart filled with warmth.

Zhou Hao glared at them, his anger simmering beneath his calm facade. “So you’re planning to meet with the master, Young Master Mu?”

“He’s my future father-in-law. I have to meet him eventually, don’t I?” he replied with a smile.

“The master is a busy man. He might not have time to see you. And he might not even acknowledge your relationship with Lingxuan,” Zhou Hao said, frowning.

“That’s a family matter. You needn’t worry, Brother Zhou,” Mu Zhi’an chuckled.

His casual dismissal fueled Zhou Hao’s anger. “You’re acting like you’re part of the family now, Young Master Mu.”

The elder chuckled. “The Forbidden Zone values not only talent, but also status and compatibility. You might have Senior Ling Long’s backing, but will she truly support you?”

“Enough!” Ye Lingxuan snapped. “My relationship with Brother Mu is none of your business. If you continue to harass us, leave now.”

The elder bowed his head respectfully.

Zhou Hao glanced at Mu Zhi’an, a smug smile on his face.

You might have Ling Long’s backing, but would she truly intervene for you?

After all, would a proud being like her be involved with a mere cultivator?

Even he, a Third Stage Core Formation cultivator who practiced a Second-Rank technique unique to the Forbidden Zone, felt inadequate in her presence. What made Mu Zhi’an think he was worthy?

Besides, though the master of the Forbidden Zone hadn’t said anything about their relationship, the elders had hinted at his displeasure.

Even if Mu Zhi’an went to the Forbidden Zone, he wouldn’t be able to meet the master.

Mu Zhi’an listened to their words, shaking his head inwardly.

These prodigies from ancient families seemed to believe that love required compatibility in status and power.

They didn’t understand that true love transcended such superficial matters.

With Ye Lingxuan’s background, finding someone of equal standing was impossible. If her father truly cared for her, he would simply want her to be happy.

Mu Zhi’an might be a playboy, but he treated the women around him well, showering them with gifts and affection.

“If you possessed the talent of your maid, the master might consider meeting you. But with your meager Core Formation cultivation, you’re not qualified,” Zhou Cang said after a moment of silence.

The air in the courtyard suddenly stilled.

The elder felt a wave of pressure, a dangerous aura, but he couldn’t pinpoint its source.

Then, a voice, ethereal and captivating, echoed through the air.

“If he’s not qualified, then am I?”

Under the elder’s stunned gaze, a wisp of consciousness emerged from Mu Zhi’an’s body.

A fairy, clad in a flowing green dress, materialized before them.

Her beauty was ethereal, her figure slender and graceful, her aura as pure and distant as the moon, as if she belonged in a celestial palace.

Even as a mere wisp of consciousness, her presence was intimidating.

The stronger the cultivator, the more acutely they felt her power.

Only a Soul Transformation or Dao Integration expert could possess such an aura!

But there were only a handful of Dao Integration experts in the Eastern Realm, and he had never met her before…

He stared at her, his heart pounding, then a name escaped his lips.

“The Jade Empress?!”

The Jade Empress…?

Zhou Hao and Liu Honghuai also stared at her, their eyes wide with shock.

The elders had often spoken of the Jade Empress of the Jade Pool Sacred Land, a being on par with the master of the Forbidden Zone… but why was she here…?

As their minds raced, the elder suddenly looked up.

A silver-haired woman in a plain robe descended from the sky, landing gracefully.

Her features were delicate and beautiful, her crimson eyes sparkling like stars, her aura seemingly innocent and harmless.

However, the sight of her filled him with an urge to bow, as if he were a mere mortal before a god.

Only two beings within the Two Polarities Sect could evoke such a reaction…

It was Lin Ling, the Spirit Dragon!

“Sister Lin Ling, why are you here…?”

Mu Zhi’an was also surprised. She should be enjoying her snacks… why was she here?

She looked up, her gaze fixed on a distant point, her usually bright eyes filled with a newfound depth.

For the first time, she spoke, her voice soft and clear.

“I want to see him.”

As her words echoed through the air, a golden light shot towards the sky, enveloping the Eastern Realm, eclipsing the afternoon sun.

The clouds churned violently, and her voice, amplified by an unknown force, reached every corner of the Eastern Realm, penetrating even the barrier surrounding the Forbidden Zone.

Her calm, melodic voice reached the deepest recesses of the Forbidden Zone!

And in the depths of the Forbidden Zone, a man slowly opened his eyes.

Chapter 187: Who is the Reincarnator?

There was no doubt that this title was connected to someone he knew… but none of them seemed like a “Reincarnator.”

He stared at his interface, his brow furrowed in thought.

[Name: Mu Zhi’an]
[Role: ██]
[Achievements: Innate Celestial Vessel, Friend of the Antagonists, Heaven-Defying Talent, Innate Spiritual Body (Pseudo), Sword Immortal Protection (Pseudo), Jade Empress’s Inheritance (Pseudo), Sacred Heavenly Body (Pseudo), Reincarnator.]

Only “Reincarnator” lacked the “Pseudo” tag.

According to the description, a “Reincarnator” was someone who had experienced a series of events, then been reborn.

In simpler terms, it was like cultivating from the Qi Condensation Realm to the Core Formation Realm, then being sent back to childhood to relive your life.

All the titles he had acquired so far, apart from the initial three, had been obtained through intimacy and trust with the women around him.

But this “Reincarnator” title… it had appeared out of nowhere.

Could it be related to the bronze fragment?

He stared at the fragment, his eyes narrowed.

If there was a girl who had been reborn in this world long ago, who could it be?

He couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of unease.

If there was a Reincarnator, could there also be a Transmigrator?

After all, the women around him were clearly the “destined protagonists.” If there was a Reincarnator among them, a Transmigrator wouldn’t be surprising.

He pushed those thoughts aside, closing his interface.

Dwelling on it was pointless. He would ask Ruoxi about the bronze fragment first.

He looked up and saw Lin Ling, the Spirit Dragon, tilting her head, her crimson eyes filled with curiosity.

He felt a jolt. “What is it?”

She studied him for a moment, then held up a piece of cardboard: “What are you thinking about?”

She was sensitive to emotions. She could even sense his lustful gaze, though she never called him out on it.

And now, she had sensed his surprise, an emotion she had never witnessed from him before.

He shook his head, forcing a smile. “It’s nothing. Let’s go back.”

“Aaa,” she replied, nodding, and they left the Azure Yang Hall.

…

Outside, a flock of white egrets soared gracefully, their wings creating a rainbow across the sky.

The disciples watching from the hall gasped in admiration.

“If I’m not mistaken, those are Sun-Moon Egrets, raised by the Hall Master of the Enforcement Hall for communication.”

“They’re similar in size to Eight Treasures Cranes, but their abilities are different. They can absorb the essence of the sun and moon, providing spiritual energy to cultivators. They’re valuable companions.”

“I wish I had one.”

“Heh, they’re the Hall Master’s treasures. Don’t even dream about it,” another disciple chuckled.

Lin Ling watched them, a thoughtful expression on her face.

She tugged at his sleeve.

“What is it?” he asked.

I have something to do. You go ahead, she wrote on a piece of cardboard.

He didn’t question her, simply nodding. “Alright.”

He knew his place. She might be residing at the Garden of Heavenly Harmony, but she wasn’t his “pet.”

Besides, no one could truly control her.

…

Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

Bai Ruoxi, clad in a white dress, sat on a swing, a book in her hand, her gaze fixed on the pages.

He approached silently.

His ability to conceal his presence had improved since reaching the Core Formation Realm, and she was engrossed in her book, so she didn’t notice him.

He held his breath, reaching her, then snatched the book from her hand.

“My book!” she exclaimed, reaching for it.

“I’ll just take a quick look. I’ll give it back,” he said, quickly retreating.

He glanced at the title.

“The Art of Managing a Husband,” he read aloud, then looked at her, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Hmm… you’re reading this, Ruoxi?”

He handed the book back to her.

“A-a friend lent it to me…” she stammered, her cheeks burning with embarrassment as she met his gaze.

She then huffed, her eyes sparkling with a playful challenge. “You’re always flirting with other women. I was just… insecure. I wanted to see if there were any useful tips…”

He smiled, admiring her beauty, her flushed cheeks, and her ample bosom. He sat down beside her on the swing, taking her hand in his.

He ignored the book, retrieving the ancient bronze fragment instead.

Her attention was immediately drawn to it. “What’s this…?”

“It seems to be similar to the bronze fragment you refined before. I thought you might be interested,” he said, his gaze lingering on her cleavage.

“Another bronze fragment? It does look similar…” She retrieved the other fragment from her bosom.

It was crescent-shaped, seemingly ordinary, a faint milky fragrance clinging to it.

He compared the two fragments, noting their identical shape and markings.

“Try refining it,” he suggested.

She nodded, accepting the fragment and closing her eyes.

He watched her patiently, admiring her graceful figure as he played with the other fragment.

After a while, she opened her eyes, shaking her head. “It’s not reacting to me.”

It’s not Ruoxi’s “golden finger”… ?

He was surprised.

He had assumed that since she possessed the first fragment, the second one would also be hers… was he wrong?

He put the fragment away, then glanced at her. “Let me help you put it back on.”

She shook her head. “It’s alright. I can do it myself.”

“Nonsense. Helping others brings me joy. Don’t be so polite, Ruoxi,” he insisted, his gaze lingering on her flushed cheeks and her ample bosom.

He couldn’t deny her allure, even though he was well aware of her… assets.

Under her shy gaze, he retrieved the red string from her chest, carefully reattached the fragment, then placed it back in her bosom, his fingers lingering for a moment.

“You can continue reading. I have some matters to attend to,” he said, watching her blush.

Once he was gone, she retrieved the book, her eyes filled with a mixture of shyness and excitement as she flipped to a specific page.

He thought it was simply a guide on “managing a husband,” but it actually contained some… interesting techniques.

For example…

She closed the book, her head tilted back, her eyes closed as the swing swayed gently. One of her embroidered shoes slipped off, revealing her delicate foot.

…

He left her and was about to visit Ye Lingxuan when he felt a flicker of movement beside him. He turned to see Wei Mengrou, clad in her yellow dress, standing silently. “You don’t need to follow me, Mengrou,” he said.

“I’m worried,” she replied, shaking her head.

He was touched by her rare display of concern. “Mengrou…”

“I’m worried you’ll do something to them,” she continued.

…

After a moment of speechless silence, he remembered something and handed her the bronze fragment. “Want to try refining this, Mengrou?”

She glanced at it, her brow furrowing slightly. “What is it?”

Good question. I have no idea… “It’s something good. But Ruoxi and I tried to refine it, and it didn’t work,” he replied, shaking his head.

The “Reincarnator” title had activated shortly after he had obtained the fragment. In other words, it was likely connected to the “Reincarnator.”

If one of the girls could refine it, it would mean they were the “Reincarnator.”

And he was determined to find its “owner.”

She studied the fragment, her eyes widening slightly.

“What is it?” he asked, noticing her reaction.

“I… I feel a… calling from it…” she said hesitantly.

This bronze fragment is Mengrou’s “golden finger”… ? He suppressed his excitement. “Try refining it. It’s useless to me.”

She hesitated, then nodded.

“Alright. I’ll try.”

“Good luck, Mengrou,” he said with a smile, watching her return to her room.

Refining it would take some time, but he had plenty of patience.

He was bored, so he went to Bai Ruoxi’s room, but seeing her meditating, he abandoned his plans to… entertain her… and joined her in meditation.

Late that night, he felt a powerful aura emanating from outside. His Innate Spiritual Body instantly detected the anomaly, and he left his room.

He found Wei Mengrou, clad in a magnificent yellow dress, standing by the pond, her figure elegant and imposing.

The night breeze rustled her skirt and her hair, revealing her fair skin and her sharp eyes.

“How did it go, Mengrou? Did you refine it?” he asked.

She glanced at him, nodding slightly. “I did.”

She opened her palm, revealing the bronze fragment.

However, it was now connected to her by countless threads of energy.

She could control it.

“Did you gain any abilities?” he asked curiously.

She shook her head, her voice strange. “No.”

She paused, noticing his surprise, then continued, “However… my misfortune has lessened.”

Her misfortune had been so potent that she could sense it even without a testing stele. But after refining the bronze fragment, a portion of it had vanished.

She didn’t know where it had gone.

But it was a good thing.

Her cultivation speed had been remarkable despite her debilitating misfortune.

Now that a portion of it was gone, her progress would be even faster.

“Your misfortune lessened, but you didn’t gain any abilities?” he asked, confused.

This was strange. When Bai Ruoxi had refined her bronze fragment, she had gained the “Bronze Sword.”

But all Wei Mengrou had gained was a reduction in her misfortune?

And where had the missing misfortune gone? Had the bronze fragment absorbed it?

He pondered this for a moment, then turned to her, his eyes narrowed. “You’ve known me for a long time, haven’t you, Mengrou?”

“From your previous life.”

She frowned. “What are you talking about?”

She stared at him as if he were an idiot.

He could use those cheesy lines on other girls, but what was the point of using them on her?

He studied her eyes, then chuckled, shaking his head. “It’s nothing. I just felt like saying that.”

However, a flicker of doubt lingered in his eyes.

Was she a truly exceptional actress, or was she genuinely unaware of the “Reincarnator” matter…?

He didn’t press the issue, despite his curiosity.

Though he wanted to know the origin of the “Reincarnator” title, he wouldn’t pester her about it.

They were all “fish” in his “pond.” Whether she was a Reincarnator or not was irrelevant. He was simply satisfying his curiosity.

She studied him, her expression thoughtful. “What are your plans?”

“Why? Are you asking me out on a date, Mengrou?” he asked, teasing her.

“Hmph, you have time for dates?” she scoffed.

She then turned serious. “I’m talking about the Forbidden Zone.”

Her eyes held a hint of worry.

He was going to meet the master of the Forbidden Zone.

She had heard from Ye Lingxuan that he doted on his daughter.

And now he was bringing a “Dao Companion” with him… she wasn’t sure how he would react.

“I have to go. It’s not like I’m going to die,” he chuckled. “Whether it’s for my future father-in-law or for Fairy Sister, it’s a necessary effort!”

He simply wanted the Jade Empress to rebuild her body.

“Have you considered what you’ll do if he refuses to give you the Rebirth Water?” she asked.

“Then I’ll have to ask Lingxuan for some,” he replied with a smile.

“Lingxuan has Rebirth Water…?” she asked, her eyes widening in surprise.

“Yes, she does… or she should. I’ll test it out sometime,” he said with a wink.

She clearly didn’t understand his meaning, her brow furrowed in thought.

He quickly changed the subject, worried she might figure it out. “Besides, I doubt her father will refuse.”

“You’re that confident?” she asked, her gaze skeptical.

He walked over to her and fastened the bronze fragment around her neck.

He looked up at her, his smile widening. “If the Demon Emperor revives, the Eastern Realm will be in chaos. And all it takes to stop him is a bit of Rebirth Water. Why would he refuse, especially when he doesn’t even have to lift a finger?”

“Besides, it’s the Sect Master’s will.”

Chapter 186: A Reincarnator Among the “Protagonists”?

Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

Bai Ruoxi sat gracefully at the pavilion, her aura gentle and delicate, waiting for the guest with Mu Zhi’an.

“If they’re from the Jade Pool Sacred Land, perhaps it’s another fairy,” Ye Lingxuan remarked, her gaze lingering on Bai Ruoxi’s ample bosom before she quickly looked away, feigning indifference.

“Another fairy?” Mu Zhi’an asked, intrigued. “There’s more than one?”

“Most ancient families have multiple inheritors. The Holy Maiden is simply the one who stands out, but it doesn’t mean she has no rivals,” Lingxuan explained.

“So you also have rivals, Lingxuan?”

She shook her head. “It was like that in the Forbidden Zone before, but this time is different.”

Ever since she was born, it had been decided that she would be the Holy Maiden.

After all, she was the only one with a physique that could withstand prolonged exposure to Rebirth Water. While other talented individuals in the Forbidden Zone had consumed it, none had reached her level.

While others could only handle a single sip, she had bathed in it…

“You’re truly amazing, Lingxuan,” he praised her without hesitation.

She smiled faintly, pleased, but quickly schooled her expression, maintaining her composure.

“By the way, I saw you giving Mengrou a gift earlier, Brother Mu,” she said, changing the subject.

Bai Ruoxi’s gaze shifted to him, her eyes filled with a mixture of warmth and possessiveness.

He smiled calmly. “Just a pair of stockings.”

“Made of Nirvana Silk,” he added.

“Nirvana Silk…” Their eyes widened.

They had both heard of the legendary material. To think he had gifted it away…

Wei Mengrou also looked at him, her expression unreadable.

Though she suspected he had ulterior motives, it was still a precious gift crafted from Nirvana Silk. Bai Ruoxi and Ye Lingxuan would be jealous if they knew… and yet he had told them so casually.

“Aren’t you worried about Sister Ruoxi’s jealousy?” Lingxuan asked, raising her chin proudly, glancing at him from the corner of her eye.

Bai Ruoxi frowned slightly, her voice soft. “You jest, Lingxuan. I’m not so easily jealous.”

He sighed dramatically. “I wanted to make more stockings, but I realized I didn’t have enough Nirvana Silk.”

“But that problem might be solved soon,” he added.

“You have another way to obtain Nirvana Silk?” Wei Mengrou asked, sensing his meaning. She noticed his gaze fixed on the entrance, a smile gracing his lips.

“It seems the Nirvana Silk has come to us.”

…

“So this is the Garden of Heavenly Harmony…”

Yao Xin strolled through the garden, casually assessing the layout.

Each disciple of the Two Polarities Sect had their own Dongtian residence, each uniquely designed.

Judging by the Garden of Heavenly Harmony’s layout, its owner had good taste.

However, to Yao Xin, who had been born with a silver spoon in her mouth, it was merely “decent.”

She entered the residence and saw Mu Zhi’an sitting alone at a pavilion, enjoying his tea. Ye Lingxuan and Bai Ruoxi had excused themselves.

He looked up, noticing her, and smiled politely.

“I’ve heard about you from Fairy Yao Yue. You’re as handsome as she described,” she said, approaching him with a smile. Her figure was graceful, her white dress sheer and ethereal, her exact figure concealed from view.

“Please, have a seat, Fairy,” he said sincerely.

She sat down, her gaze sweeping over the garden before settling on a small, secluded room. “A peak Fourth Stage Core Formation cultivator… is that Bai Ruoxi?” she asked, surprised.

She’s special. She can sense Ruoxi’s cultivation level and location… He took a sip of his tea, nodding calmly. “Ruoxi does reside here.”

“And there’s another cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Realm… the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone, perhaps?” she asked.

He stared at her, his surprise growing. “You can sense the people within my residence, Fairy Yao Xin?”

She raised her chin proudly, unable to hide her smugness. “It’s my unique ability.”

“You’re truly impressive, Fairy… but what brings you to the Two Polarities Sect?” he asked.

She composed herself, her expression turning serious. “I’m here to invite you to the Jade Pool Sacred Land for a month or two. Of course, we’ll treat you well. Pills, herbs… anything you desire, we’ll provide.”

It was a generous offer that would tempt most disciples, and he was no exception.

Seeing the flicker of interest in his eyes, her smile widened. “As for the Rebirth Water, our elders will negotiate with the Forbidden Zone, so you needn’t worry.”

“I see… you’re concerned about Senior Jade Empress’s safety within my body, worried that someone might target her,” he said, his voice filled with understanding.

He sighed dramatically. “You’re very thoughtful, Fairy, but I have my own… difficulties…”

“Then we can bring Senior Jade Empress back to the Jade Pool,” she offered.

He shook his head, his voice filled with mock distress. “That depends on whether she’s willing to leave.”

“She’s currently resting. I wouldn’t dare disturb her.”

She frowned. “Then what do you suggest?”

He pondered for a moment. “I’ll visit the Jade Pool Sacred Land after obtaining the Rebirth Water from the Forbidden Zone.”

“That’s no different from the original plan,” she said, her voice laced with frustration.

“Young Master Mu, the Forbidden Zone is not what you imagine. Setting aside the curse, even if you overcome it, obtaining the Rebirth Water will be a challenge.”

“Do you truly believe you can obtain it from the master of the Forbidden Zone?”

“I won’t know unless I try,” he chuckled, shaking his head.

He noticed her displeased expression and asked, “Do you disagree with the Holy Maiden’s approach, Fairy Yao Xin?”

Unlike Yao Xin, the Holy Maiden hadn’t insisted on bringing him to the Jade Pool Sacred Land.

She wanted to bring him there for his protection, while Yao Xin wanted to keep him there.

He saw her frown at his question.

It seems the two fairies from the Jade Pool Sacred Land don’t get along… He understood.

It was understandable. Yao Xin had been pampered her entire life. She lacked maturity, her demeanor arrogant and impulsive.

“If the master of the Forbidden Zone learns why you need the Rebirth Water, he won’t help you,” she said, her brow furrowed.

“You might not even be able to leave.”

It wasn’t an empty threat. Few who entered the Forbidden Zone ever returned.

However, he wasn’t worried about the master of the Forbidden Zone. He was worried about Ye Lingxuan keeping him there after she received her inheritance…

He had sensed a strange possessiveness in her eyes, a hint of… darkness.

He shook his head. “I’ll be accompanying Lingxuan to the Forbidden Zone.”

“I want to meet the master, not just for Senior Jade Empress’s sake.”

“You’re going to the Forbidden Zone… for Lingxuan?” she asked, her eyes wide with surprise.

He remained silent.

After a long moment, he glanced at the purple-clad figure hidden behind a bush, then looked up at the sky, sighing dramatically. “For Lingxuan, I would even face the master of the Forbidden Zone alone.”

His words and his demeanor were a perfect portrayal of a devoted lover.

He turned to her. “I have to go to the Forbidden Zone. I’ll visit the Jade Pool Sacred Land after that. How does that sound?”

She pondered his offer, her eyes narrowed, studying him. “What if you don’t return?”

He was about to ask for the Nirvana Silk when the Jade Empress’s voice, clear and melodious, echoed in his mind.

“Your worries are unfounded. The master of the Forbidden Zone is not unreasonable. Even setting aside Ye Lingxuan, he wouldn’t stop me if I wanted to leave.”

“Senior Jade Empress?!” Yao Xin exclaimed.

He was also surprised. “When did you wake up, Fairy Sister?”

She materialized beside him, her ethereal beauty captivating.

“Five days ago. I was concerned for your safety, so I woke up,” she explained, her voice gentle.

She was concerned for my safety… He was touched, then a sudden realization struck him.

Five days ago?

He had gone to Tianxuan City four days ago, and the night before that, he had been with Bai Ruoxi…

He stared at her, his gaze lingering on her delicate neck and her alluring figure, concealed by her thin dress.

She wasn’t… watching, was she…? He thought, a shiver running down his spine.

“The Rebirth Water is difficult to obtain, but I trust this young friend. You may return,” she said, her voice carrying a hint of Dao that compelled obedience.

Yao Xin nodded obediently, unable to resist.

He watched her leave, his jaw dropping.

I didn’t even get the Nirvana Silk…

He couldn’t very well ask for it in front of the Jade Empress, so he could only watch as the “walking Nirvana Silk” departed.

He composed himself, turning to the “Great White Shark” in his “pond.” “How’s your recovery, Senior?” he asked, feigning concern.

“It’s going well,” she replied with a smile, nodding slightly.

It was a simple statement, but it carried a hint of genuine surprise.

His Innate Celestial Vessel, combined with the Heavenly Dao Aura, was even capable of nourishing her fragmented consciousness.

“I’ll return to my slumber after today. You needn’t concern yourself with me. Live your life as you please,” she said, her eyes filled with meaning.

She was clearly referring to his… activities… with Bai Ruoxi a few nights ago.

He couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed.

However, as a competent “fish farmer,” he maintained his composure and nodded.

Once she returned to his vessel, he sat at the pavilion, lost in thought.

A mocking chuckle snapped him out of his musings, and he turned to see Wei Mengrou standing behind him, a smug smile on her face.

Always so eager to mock me. One day, I’ll make you lift your skirt for me… “I’m going out. Please inform the others,” he said.

“Where are you going?” she asked, her voice hesitant.

Though she had just mocked him mercilessly, his sudden departure made her uneasy.

After all, she had experienced a series of unfortunate events yesterday due to her misfortune.

“The Enforcement Hall,” he replied.

He needed to inform them of his return, and he also needed to collect the contribution points for capturing the demonic cultivator.

He sensed her unease, despite her attempts to hide it. He boldly took her hand in his, enjoying the coolness of her skin. “Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon.”

She quickly pulled her hand away, her voice flat. “Just go.”

He stared at her, noticing a flicker of… something else… in her eyes, and he smiled, satisfied, before leaving the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

Even though they know he’s a scumbag, they still can’t help but feel touched… Most women are like that.

He was truly a master at seizing opportunities.

“Aaa~!”

As he was leaving, a beautiful melody echoed behind him, and he turned to see Lin Ling rushing towards him, holding a piece of cardboard: “I’m coming with you.”

Having tasted the delights of Tianxuan City, she seemed to have developed a fondness for him, believing that following him meant endless snacks.

He wondered where she had been getting her food before he met her.

He smiled and nodded. “Alright.”

…

Azure Yang Hall.

He entered the hall with Lin Ling and heard a commotion.

One of the voices sounded familiar.

Curious, he walked towards the source of the noise and saw two disciples sparring.

A clear voice announced, “Ye Yu wins!”

The disciples watching erupted in cheers and applause.

“He’s at the peak of Foundation Establishment, yet he can fight a Core Formation cultivator. Junior Brother Ye is truly impressive.”

“He just earned a hundred contribution points from a single spar. Contribution points are so easy to earn!”

“You have to win first,” another disciple chuckled.

Minor conflicts between disciples were common, and the best way to resolve them was through sparring.

They usually wagered contribution points.

A typical sect mission earned fifty to a hundred points and took two to three days to complete. Ye Yu had just earned a hundred points from a single spar, no wonder the other disciples were envious.

Mu Zhi’an wasn’t interested in such matters and continued walking.

He reached a room, instructed Lin Ling to wait outside, then knocked on the door. He entered to find a man sitting at a desk.

He was dressed in a dark blue robe, his beard white, his aura imposing.

It was Zheng Yuan, the Vice Hall Master of the Enforcement Hall.

And beside him sat Yan Ruyu, the Master of the Book Pavilion.

“Master,” he greeted Yan Ruyu, bowing respectfully.

It was more appropriate to address her as “Master” in public.

Zheng Yuan’s gaze, sharp despite his age, settled on him. “So you’re Mu Zhi’an,” he said, his voice deep and gravelly.

“Disciple Mu Zhi’an greets Hall Master Zheng,” he said, bowing again.

Seeing Zheng Yuan’s silence, he continued, “I’m here regarding the… contribution points.”

Zheng Yuan’s expression remained unchanged as he tossed him a sect token.

“There are ten thousand contribution points on this token. You can exchange them for pills and herbs on the third floor. There are also some ancient treasures available through random draws. Feel free to browse.”

“Thank you, Hall Master,” he said, bowing gratefully.

This was the benefit of having connections. If he didn’t know Ying Guhuan and Yan Ruyu, he wouldn’t have received so many contribution points.

“Don’t thank me. Thank your Master and Peak Master Ying. They attributed the success of the mission to you,” Zheng Yuan said calmly.

He studied Mu Zhi’an, then added, “This time, it’s fine. However, in the future, remember to be more cautious. Take things one step at a time.”

“A Core Formation cultivator driving a Nascent Soul demonic cultivator out of Tianxuan City, then capturing him with the help of two Peak Masters… do you believe that?” he scoffed, shaking his head.

The official report credited Mu Zhi’an with the capture, with the two Peak Masters merely assisting.

But a Core Formation cultivator scaring a Nascent Soul expert out of the city… it was absurd.

“I did participate in the capture, Hall Master, but I wasn’t the one who made the greatest contribution,” Mu Zhi’an replied calmly.

“Good. You admit it,” Zheng Yuan said, nodding, then his eyes twinkled with amusement. “What if I deducted some of your contribution points?”

Yan Ruyu frowned. “Zheng Yuan, I already told you, Mu Zhi’an played a crucial role in the capture. Why don’t you believe me?”

He chuckled. “Master Yan, a Core Formation cultivator scaring a Nascent Soul demonic cultivator out of Tianxuan City… do you believe that?”

“If we’re distributing contribution points based on merit, then you should also offer some to the other participant,” she countered.

“There was another participant besides you and Peak Master Ying?” he asked, intrigued. “Who?”

“She was the one who actually drove the demon out of Tianxuan City. However, she was accompanying my disciple,” Yan Ruyu explained.

“We wouldn’t have captured him without Mu Zhi’an.”

“Scaring a Nascent Soul expert… within the Two Polarities Sect, only the Sect Master or Ling Long could achieve such a feat,” he said with a chuckle. “Are you saying your disciple convinced the Sect Master or Ling Long to descend the mountain, Master Yan?”

“Ling Long did accompany him,” she replied with a smile.

He laughed out loud.

Even a child wouldn’t believe that.

Seeing his disbelief, she frowned, about to speak again when a piece of paper landed on the desk.

Someone’s watching us… and I didn’t even sense their aura? He frowned, his gaze shifting to the paper.

He stared at the messy handwriting, then looked towards the door.

The door was slightly ajar, so he couldn’t see the person’s face, only a pair of shimmering crimson eyes peeking through the gap.

“…?”

He froze, his mind momentarily blank.

He stood up abruptly, staring at the eyes.

Senior Ling Long?!

What is she doing here?

He recalled Yan Ruyu’s words, his gaze shifting to Mu Zhi’an.

Realization dawned, and he breathed a sigh of relief, his voice softening.

“It seems I misjudged you, young friend.”

“These contribution points… they’re well-deserved.”

Yan Ruyu also noticed Ling Long, and she raised an eyebrow, her lips curving into a smile. “You’re no longer skeptical, Hall Master Zheng?”

He was speechless, sighing inwardly.

He couldn’t be blamed for his skepticism. Ling Long accompanying a disciple down the mountain… it was absurd.

Who would have thought it was true?

He studied Mu Zhi’an, his impression of him improving significantly.

Why didn’t I notice before? He’s clearly a remarkable young man. It’s a shame he’s stuck at the Book Pavilion…

“Hall Master, Master, I’d like to see what I can exchange for these contribution points on the third floor. If there’s nothing else…” Mu Zhi’an said, bowing politely.

“Go ahead. I’m heading back. If you need anything, come see me at the Shao Le Residence,” Yan Ruyu replied with a smile.

He thanked her again, then headed towards the third floor with Lin Ling.

He could see countless golden talismans shimmering between the buildings, each containing pills and herbs.

As he entered, a wave of information flooded his mind, allowing him to instantly identify the contents of each talisman.

In addition to familiar pills like Qi Gathering Pills and Jade Beauty Pills, he also saw rare herbs and several broken pieces of metal.

Lin Ling’s eyes sparkled as she stared at the talismans, her eagerness evident.

“Sister Lin Ling, I’ll get you some snacks later. Please, stay calm,” he whispered, warning her.

She was a special being. No one would object if she devoured half the pills here, but he, the one who had brought her, would suffer the consequences.

“Aaa.” She nodded, understanding, though her gaze remained fixed on the pills, her desire evident.

He focused his attention on the broken pieces of metal.

His gaze settled on a bronze fragment with intricate carvings. It was priced at ten thousand contribution points.

“This… it looks like the bronze fragment from the Morning Glory Auction House,” he murmured, staring at the talisman.

The talisman contained a plain-looking bronze fragment.

If he bought it, he wouldn’t be able to afford anything else… but if it was truly part of the same set as the one Bai Ruoxi wore, it would be worth it.

He decided to buy it.

After all, in his experience, broken things were often valuable.

He deducted ten thousand contribution points from his token, and the golden talisman floated towards him.

The golden light faded, revealing the bronze fragment.

He studied it, confirming it was identical to the one Bai Ruoxi wore.

He had seen it often, especially during their… vigorous activities.

This trip wasn’t a waste… He smiled, turning the fragment over in his hand.

With this, Bai Ruoxi’s strength would increase even further.

Once they all reached the Nascent Soul Realm, he could finally relax and enjoy his life as a kept man.

After all, in this era, without any Dao Integration experts, Nascent Soul cultivators could handle most problems.

He imagined his future life of leisure and indulgence, a satisfied smile gracing his lips.

“Aaa?” Lin Ling tugged at his sleeve, her crimson eyes filled with curiosity as she noticed his smile.

He shook his head. “It’s nothing. Just thinking about something. Don’t worry, Sister Lin Ling.”

He suddenly remembered something. “By the way, do you recognize this?” he asked, showing her the bronze fragment.

As an ancient being, she might know something about it.

She tilted her head, studying it, then wrote on a piece of paper: “I feel like I’ve seen it before, but I don’t know what it is.”

She said something, but it wasn’t very helpful… He stared at her, amused by her cluelessness, then put the fragment away. “Hmm… let’s go back.”

Regardless, obtaining the second fragment was a good thing. It would enhance Bai Ruoxi’s strength.

He smiled, watching as she kept glancing back at the pills longingly, then turned to follow her.

He suddenly felt a change in his personal interface and opened it.

A new title had appeared.

He stared at the three characters, his smile fading.

“…Reincarnator?”

There’s a reincarnator among the “protagonists” I know…?

Chapter 185: Wei Mengrou’s Secret

Jade Pool Sacred Land.

The Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool, her delicate embroidered shoes sinking into the soft carpet, walked towards the main palace.

Eternal spring reigned within the Jade Pool, a warm and gentle breeze caressing the palace grounds. The Jade Pool Empress Mother, her hair adorned with a phoenix hairpin, sat at a table, a feast laid out before her, her gaze fixed on the approaching Holy Maiden.

No one knew her age, but she clearly possessed a mature beauty that surpassed youthful charms.

“Yao Yue, you’ve rendered a great service to the Jade Pool Sacred Land. When the Heavenly Phoenix Tree bears fruit in two months, you may choose one for yourself,” the Jade Pool Empress Mother said, her voice gentle and warm.

The Holy Maiden, her body radiating a faint, ethereal light, smiled politely. “Thank you, Empress Mother.”

“Why didn’t you invite Senior Jade Empress back to the Jade Pool, Holy Maiden? If others learn she’s alive and residing within a mere cultivator’s body, they might try to harm her,” a young girl remarked, her voice laced with concern.

Most members of the Jade Pool Sacred Land were women, and each Holy Maiden was destined to inherit the Empress Mother’s position.

In an ancient and powerful family like the Jade Pool(Yao Chi)*, with its abundance of talented disciples, Yao Yue’s rise to the position of Holy Maiden had been a challenging journey.

But even now, there were those who coveted her position, those who resented her.

The Jade Pool Sacred Land was divided into two factions: one supporting Yao Yue, the other led by this young girl, Yao Xin.

Her words were a subtle accusation, suggesting that Yao Yue’s actions were reckless and that she would be held responsible if anything happened to the Jade Empress.

“Senior Jade Empress has made her own decision. Do you think it’s appropriate for us, her juniors, to try and persuade her to return?” the Holy Maiden countered calmly.

She paused, then added, “Besides, she made a promise to this… Mu Zhi’an. She won’t leave him.”

“She only chose him because she had no other options. But now…” Yao Xin twirled a strand of hair around her finger, glancing at her with a smirk. “We’re her descendants. Would she refuse our request to return to the Jade Pool?”

“Or we could simply invite Mu Zhi’an here.”

The Holy Maiden raised an eyebrow. “As I said, he needs to obtain the Rebirth Water from the Forbidden Zone first. There’s no point in bringing him here now.”

“The Heavenly Phoenix Fruit hasn’t ripened yet.”

“There’s no point now, but we can protect him,” Yao Xin insisted. “And the Rebirth Water… do you really believe he can obtain it from the Forbidden Zone?”

A mere Core Formation cultivator… the master of the Forbidden Zone might not even grant him an audience, let alone the Rebirth Water.

“I believe it’s better to exchange the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit for the Rebirth Water than to place our hopes on a Core Formation cultivator,” she continued.

“As for Mu Zhi’an… bring him to the Jade Pool Sacred Land. Once we’ve rebuilt Senior Jade Empress’s body, we can send him back.”

The two beauties, their charms distinct despite their shared ethereal aura, glared at each other, the air thick with tension.

“Mu Zhi’an is an inner disciple of the Two Polarities Sect. I considered inviting him, but he wouldn’t agree to stay at the Jade Pool for an extended period,” the Holy Maiden said, her voice flat.

“There’s always a way. You’re simply not trying hard enough, Sister Yao Yue,” Yao Xin chuckled.

“Then you go,” the Holy Maiden retorted.

Her meaning was clear: put your money where your mouth is.

“That’s what I’ve been waiting for. I’ll go!”

Yao Xin jumped to her feet, then paused, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint. “If I bring Senior Jade Empress back, will you relinquish your position as Holy Maiden?”

“Yao Xin, show some respect!” an elder scolded.

However, another elder, standing beside Yao Xin, chuckled. “I agree with Yao Xin. This matter concerning Senior Jade Empress is of utmost importance. Leaving her in the care of a mere cultivator is unwise.”

“If she can bring her back to the Jade Pool, a little incentive is acceptable.”

The two factions began arguing about the position of Holy Maiden.

Yao Xin’s supporters naturally wanted her to replace Yao Yue. After all, it meant they wouldn’t have to live under Yao Yue’s rule.

The Holy Maiden’s voice, clear and melodious, cut through the commotion. “Alright.”

All eyes turned to her.

“Don’t be impulsive, Yao Yue!” an elder pleaded through a voice transmission.

She simply offered them a reassuring look, then turned to Yao Xin, her smile unwavering. “If you can convince Mu Zhi’an, or Senior Jade Empress, to return to the Jade Pool, I’ll relinquish my position as Holy Maiden.”

…

Outside Tianxuan City, Ying Guhuan looked down at the middle-aged cultivator and the defeated Gongsun Xiong, her voice laced with amusement. “He might not be a big fish, but we can still extract information about the former Demon Emperor from them.”

The middle-aged cultivator was at the Third Stage of Nascent Soul, while Gongsun Xiong had just reached the Nascent Soul Realm.

Every stage beyond Core Formation represented a significant power increase, especially within the Nascent Soul Realm.

With her Seventh Stage Nascent Soul cultivation, subduing the middle-aged cultivator was child’s play, especially with Yan Ruyu’s assistance.

“Your disciple is quite clever. He even anticipated their actions,” she remarked, glancing at Yan Ruyu, who was clad in a loose black robe.

Yan Ruyu smiled calmly. “Mu Zhi’an is indeed intelligent. That’s why I accepted him as my disciple. I saw his potential.”

Ying Guhuan chuckled, a knowing glint in her eyes.

They both knew her true motives. There was no need for pretense.

“We don’t need the contribution points for this capture. Why don’t we give them to him?” Yan Ruyu suggested.

Capturing a Nascent Soul demonic cultivator was a major achievement, and the Enforcement Hall would reward them handsomely with contribution points.

The Peak Masters had little need for contribution points, but Mu Zhi’an, as an ordinary disciple, could certainly benefit from them.

Ying Guhuan narrowed her eyes, her smile widening. “Contribution points are indeed of little value to me, but he’s your disciple, Master Yan. What does it have to do with me?”

Her meaning was clear: you want my help? Offer me something in return.

“What do you want, Peak Master Ying…?”

“The disciples will be representing their respective peaks at the Immortal Ascension Ceremony. I have a promising disciple at Boundless Sea Peak, but I’d like to ensure our victory. I want to take Mu Zhi’an as my disciple and have him represent Boundless Sea Peak,” she said with a smile.

Yan Ruyu immediately refused. “No.”

“Choose something else, Peak Master Ying.”

“How about you give me your First-Rank technique?” she asked, her voice laced with amusement.

The First-Rank technique was the most powerful technique within the Book Pavilion, and there was only one copy.

Many disciples had tried to obtain it, but none had succeeded.

The chances were incredibly slim. Each disciple had only one opportunity to randomly select a technique, and choosing the First-Rank technique was practically impossible.

Seeing Yan Ruyu shake her head again, she chuckled. “No technique, no disciple… then what’s left to negotiate?”

“How about this? Once the Jade Empress has rebuilt her body, I’d like to invite Mu Zhi’an to the back mountain for a week or two to discuss cultivation matters. Please refrain from interfering. How does that sound?” she asked, finally revealing her true objective.

If Mu Zhi’an were present, he would have applauded her negotiation skills. She had presented two unreasonable requests, then offered a slightly more reasonable, but still somewhat outrageous, compromise. Forced to choose, the third option was naturally the most appealing.

“You’ve been planning this all along, haven’t you?” Yan Ruyu said, her gaze fixed on her.

She pondered the offer, then nodded. “Agreed. I won’t interfere. However, whether he accepts your invitation is up to him.”

Ying Guhuan smiled. “Don’t worry. I wouldn’t have approached you if I wasn’t confident.”

Now, she just had to wait for Mu Zhi’an to rebuild the Jade Empress’s body.

And then… she could finally focus on her cultivation!

…

Mu Family Residence.

Mu Zhi’an sat in the side hall, enjoying tea with Ren Gao, the guest elder, his gaze lingering on the courtyard outside.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating Lin Ling, the Spirit Dragon, as she chased butterflies, her silver hair flowing behind her. She caught a butterfly, then popped it into her mouth.

She’s not picky… He chuckled inwardly.

“You’ve been away from the Two Polarities Sect for four days. Is everything alright?” Ren Gao asked, his voice filled with concern.

“I requested permission to leave the mountain. There’s no problem,” he replied with a smile.

It had been four days since he had descended the mountain. The demonic cultivator from the previous dynasty had been captured by the two Peak Masters and sent to the Enforcement Hall.

And the Gongsun Family, after learning about Ling Long’s true identity, had retreated, abandoning their plans to target the Mu Family.

“Young Master, the stockings you requested are ready.”

The seamstress he had commissioned entered the hall, presenting the stockings.

As he had instructed, they were black and white, semi-transparent, and incredibly smooth and silky.

He nodded, pleased, then tossed her a silver ingot, dismissing her.

Ren Gao’s eyes widened. “Young Master, women are fine, but don’t neglect your cultivation,” he said, his voice laced with a hint of disapproval.

Mu Zhi’an respected the old man, who had watched him grow up. “I understand. I’ll be moderate,” he replied, nodding.

He chatted with Ren Gao for a while longer, leaving behind a jade bottle filled with pills before returning to the Two Polarities Sect.

…

He arrived at the sect with Lin Ling, escorting her back to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony before preparing to leave.

“My dear,” a soft, melodious voice called out.

Bai Ruoxi, clad in a white dress adorned with snow lotuses, emerged from the courtyard, her beauty captivating.

“Have you been cultivating diligently?” he asked, smiling at her.

She nodded, then hesitated, her eyes filled with concern. “Are you leaving again?”

“I’m going to the Enforcement Hall… is something the matter?” he asked, sensing her worry.

She gazed at him, her voice soft. “Come with me.”

What is she being so secretive about?

He followed her, his curiosity piqued, Lin Ling trailing behind them.

They arrived at a small, secluded room.

“Isn’t this Mengrou’s room? Why are we here?”

Before he could finish his question, Bai Ruoxi opened the door, revealing the maid lying in bed, clad in her yellow dress.

“It’s rare to see Mengrou resting alone in her room,” he murmured.

She rarely rested, except during her nightly meditation sessions. And now she was sleeping… alone in her room…?

In the middle of the day?

“She’s not resting,” Bai Ruoxi said, glancing at Wei Mengrou, then transmitting her voice. “She tripped over the doorstep this morning.”

He stared at her, dumbfounded.

A Core Formation cultivator, on the verge of reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, tripping over a doorstep?

“After that, she went out, and the shockwave from two disciples sparring hit her. Then, while crossing the bridge with the talisman formations, one of the talismans spontaneously combusted, and she almost fell off the cliff,” she continued.

“According to the elders, the formations on that bridge haven’t malfunctioned in a century.”

His eyes narrowed, a thoughtful expression on his face.

It must be her misfortune…

He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see Lin Ling holding a piece of paper with messy handwriting: “Her misfortune is potent. I didn’t notice it before.”

After a moment of silence, he said, “Leave us alone. I need to talk to Mengrou.”

They left the room, and he turned to Wei Mengrou, a gentle smile gracing his lips. “You’re not asleep, are you, Mengrou?”

He saw her shoulder twitch, then, after a long silence, she spoke, her voice cold and distant. “I always thought you were the burden, but it seems I’m the true burden.”

She sat up, her eyes meeting his, her expression unreadable.

She hadn’t expected her misfortune to worsen so drastically in just four days.

It hadn’t been this bad when she was a child.

She lowered her head, removing the jade pendant from her chest.

It was a spirit tool gifted by the Peak Master of Metamorphic Jewel Peak, designed to suppress misfortune.

However, he noticed a crack on its surface.

“Even a spirit tool can’t suppress your misfortune?” he asked, surprised.

“When did it start?”

“Yesterday,” she replied hesitantly.

Three days… He frowned, lost in thought.

“My misfortune disappears when I’m near you. That’s why Madam insisted I stay by your side,” she revealed.

She hesitated, then continued, “If I wasn’t with you, your destiny might even surpass those with great destiny—”

He placed a finger on her lips, silencing her. “You don’t need to explain, Mengrou. As long as I’m with you, you’ll be safe, right?”

“And I prefer you to any great destiny.”

She stared at him, her eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions, then fell silent.

Though she didn’t say it, she couldn’t deny the sense of security she felt when he was near.

It wasn’t just because he suppressed her misfortune.

“By the way, I found something interesting in Tianxuan City. It’s perfect for you, Mengrou. Want to try it?” he asked suddenly.

“What is it?” she asked, her eyes filled with curiosity.

“They’re very warm socks,” he replied.

She frowned, then her eyes widened as he retrieved a pair of black silk stockings and a pair of white silk stockings from his storage ring.

“These are your ‘warm socks’?”

How could such thin stockings possibly be warm?

Besides, Core Formation cultivators weren’t affected by the cold.

“You misunderstand me, Mengrou,” he sighed.

“This isn’t one of your kinks, is it?” she asked coldly, seemingly forgetting her misfortune.

“No, it’s not. Here, touch them,” he said, encouraging her.

She glanced at him skeptically, then hesitantly reached out, her fingers brushing against the smooth silk.

Her eyes widened. “Nirvana Silk?” she murmured.

“But why are they different colors?”

“The seamstress made a mistake. I scolded her already,” he replied smoothly.

He handed her the stockings. “Want to try them on, Mengrou?”

“Or I can help you…”

She quickly pulled the blanket over her legs, her cheeks flushing as she sensed his gaze lingering on them. “No, thank you. I’ll try them on later.”

“Alright,” he said with a smile, his expression innocent.

He wasn’t surprised by her reaction.

As long as she accepted his “gift,” he was satisfied.

Unfortunately, he had only been able to make one pair with the limited amount of Nirvana Silk he had.

He had given them to Wei Mengrou, so Bai Ruoxi wouldn’t have any… otherwise, he could have unlocked a new “gameplay” tonight.

He couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret.

He chatted with her for a while longer, then a knock on the door interrupted them.

“Brother Mu, may I come in?” a sweet voice called out.

It was Ye Lingxuan.

Lingxuan even knows when I’m back? Does she have spies within the sect…? “Come in,” he said.

She entered the room, clad in her purple dress, and smiled politely at Wei Mengrou.

She then turned to him, her smile widening. “You just returned, Brother Mu? Am I disturbing you?”

He shook his head, his smile warm and gentle. “I’m always available for you, Lingxuan.”

Wei Mengrou, knowing him well, rolled her eyes. “I’ll go for a walk,” she said, her voice flat.

However, as she stood up to leave, Lingxuan gasped.

“Hmm…? Mengrou’s misfortune…”

“What is it?” he asked, turning to her.

“I feel like I’ve seen her misfortune somewhere before…”

She stared at Wei Mengrou’s retreating figure, her brow furrowed in thought.

Under their watchful gazes, she continued, “Her misfortune… it’s similar to the curse of the Forbidden Zone.”

“Similar to the curse of the Forbidden Zone…?” he repeated, surprised.

It seemed his trip to the Forbidden Zone might not only help the Jade Empress, but also uncover the reason for Wei Mengrou’s extraordinary misfortune.

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

“My dear, there’s someone from the Jade Pool Sacred Land here to see you,” Bai Ruoxi’s voice called out from outside.

I just met with the Holy Maiden. Why would someone else come looking for me…?

He decided to be polite. “Invite them in.”

****

Yaochi (瑶池) : Jade Pool

1. 瑶 (yáo) – This character can mean “beautiful,” “precious,” or “jade-like.”
2. 池 (chí) – This character means “pond,” “pool,” or “lake.”

Yao Yue and Yao Xin share the same character 瑶 (yáo)

 

Chapter 184: Gongsun Xiong: “How Did I Do It?”

Most disciples of the Two Polarities Sect were familiar with the term “Ling Long(Spirit Dragon).”

However, few had actually seen her.

And even those who had seen her found it difficult to remember her appearance.

It was similar to Mu Zhi’an’s encounter with Shang Yanfei, the Sect Master. His initial reaction had been, “Wow, she’s beautiful! And those… assets… we’re destined to be together!” But the moment he left the back mountain, her appearance had faded from his memory.

That was the power of a Dao Integration expert.

Ling Long possessed a similar ability. One might remember her appearance for a fleeting moment, but if she willed it, the memory would vanish.

Mu Zhi’an could remember her because he had received her blessing.

Others weren’t so fortunate.

The middle-aged cultivator stood frozen at the courtyard entrance, staring at Lin Ling. He wondered if he had imagined it, so he looked again.

She was happily accepting Mu Zhi’an’s offerings, her crimson eyes scanning her surroundings, her demeanor relaxed and carefree, as if she were simply enjoying a leisurely outing.

He was certain of his assessment.

This woman… was Ling Long!

But that shouldn’t be possible… Setting aside her presence with Mu Zhi’an, the bigger question was…

How did Gongsun Xiong do it?

How could a newly ascended Nascent Soul cultivator, whose breakthrough had been rather… forced… capture Ling Long within his Dongtian?

Would a proud being like her allow herself to be confined?

Especially by a mere Nascent Soul cultivator…?

“Do you know that woman, friend?”

Gongsun Xiong’s voice transmission snapped him out of his daze.

He turned to Gongsun Xiong, then replied after a moment of hesitation, “Let’s leave this place.”

He turned and left the courtyard.

Gongsun Xiong frowned, glancing at the couple before following him.

…

Lin Ling had turned away, her gaze now fixed on Mu Zhi’an, who was meticulously peeling the last lobster. “Two people were spying on us just now. There’s still one watching us,” she wrote on the table.

He chuckled, glancing at her. “Don’t worry. They’re just checking if we’re enjoying our meal.”

She made a sound of understanding.

She accepted the lobster, seemingly unconcerned about the situation.

As long as there was food, she was content!

He discreetly glanced at a shadowy corner of the courtyard. Though he couldn’t see anyone, he could sense a presence there.

He shook his head inwardly.

Uncle Gongsun was underestimating him.

Sending a peak Foundation Establishment spy to watch them… an ordinary Core Formation cultivator might not notice, but he possessed an Innate Spiritual Body. He was well aware of the spy’s presence.

He didn’t expose him, simply enjoying his meal with Lin Ling. He then returned to his room and began sketching designs for stockings.

“Aaa.”

Late that night, he felt a tug on his sleeve, followed by Lin Ling’s soft, melodious voice.

He turned to see her crouching beside him, her crimson eyes sparkling.

“What are you doing here so late, Sister Lin Ling?” he asked, puzzled.

She made another sound, then, realizing he didn’t understand, she retrieved a piece of paper and wrote: “I’m hungry again.”

She wasn’t this gluttonous at the Two Polarities Sect…

“Uncle Gongsun is very hospitable. Just help yourself to whatever you want,” he said with a smile.

Her eyes sparkled, and she nodded, then spoke.

She vanished.

He walked over to the window, stretching languidly as he gazed at the moonlit sky.

She was a special being. He couldn’t, and wouldn’t, order her around.

Besides, she didn’t need to do anything. Her presence at the Gongsun Family residence was enough. Their enemies would fill in the blanks themselves.

…

The next morning.

Gongsun Family Residence, Main Hall.

Gongsun Xiong sat at his desk, his expression grim, watching as a servant rushed into the hall.

“Are you certain that nearly thirty percent of the pills we were supposed to send to the auction house are missing?” he asked, his voice sharp.

“Yes, Master. I’ve had them counted several times. Thirty percent are gone,” the servant replied, his voice trembling.

“The night patrol said he saw a large creature inside the storage room. When he entered, it was gone. He said… it looked like a dragon.”

Crash!

He slammed his teacup on the table, the tea splattering on his face. His face was ashen.

The servant hesitated. “Master, should we still visit the Mu Family today?”

He had originally planned to “invite” Ren Gao, the Mu Family’s guest elder, to the Gongsun Family residence, but Mu Zhi’an’s arrival had disrupted his plans.

“Do nothing for now,” he said slowly.

“And recall the spy watching Mu Zhi’an.”

“Yes, Master!” The servant, though puzzled, obeyed immediately, seeing his master’s displeasure.

That night, another thirty percent of the pills vanished. Gongsun Xiong personally inspected the storage room, his heart sinking as he saw the empty bottles scattered across the floor.

The middle-aged cultivator, observing from the shadows, shook his head inwardly.

It seems this plan has failed.

It’s best to leave before Ling Long discovers us…

…

The next morning, Gongsun Xiong personally visited Mu Zhi’an.

“Uncle, what brings you here?” Mu Zhi’an asked, surprised, then gestured for him to sit and enjoy some tea.

“Please, have a seat, Uncle. You should have informed me beforehand. I would have prepared for your visit.”

This is my house, not yours… Gongsun Xiong fumed inwardly, watching Mu Zhi’an act so casually.

He forced a smile. “I assume you know why I’m here, Nephew.”

“I’m not sure, Uncle. Please enlighten me,” Mu Zhi’an replied, sipping his tea, his expression carefully neutral.

“I was wrong before. As an apology, I’ll give you five hundred thousand Spirit Stones. Take your friend and leave the Gongsun Family residence,” he said, his voice firm.

Mu Zhi’an frowned. “That’s the problem, Uncle.”

He took a sip of his tea, sighing dramatically. “You were the one who insisted we stay. I even tried to refuse.”

“And now you’re asking us to leave… I don’t mind, but if my friend gets angry…” He stared at him, his expression sincere.

“What do you want?” Gongsun Xiong asked, his patience wearing thin.

The Gongsun Family’s income had plummeted by at least seventy percent in the past two days. Their pills, food, and herbs had been devoured, most of them valuable pills that had been intended for the Morning Glory Auction House.

The once proud patriarch, who had just reached the Nascent Soul Realm, now looked haggard and defeated.

But he couldn’t afford to lash out.

“I appreciate your sincerity, Uncle, but… convincing her… it’ll take considerable effort…” Mu Zhi’an said, his voice filled with mock distress.

“How about this, Uncle? Five hundred thousand Spirit Stones, plus two marketplaces.”

Gongsun Xiong glared at him, his hand twitching as he fought the urge to strike him.

He suddenly noticed a silver-haired girl peeking out from behind a stone pillar, her crimson eyes sparkling in the shadows.

Observing discreetly.jpg.

A wave of cold dread washed over him, extinguishing his anger.

“Fine… agreed. Five hundred thousand Spirit Stones and two marketplaces. I’ll have them delivered by tonight!”

“You’re truly generous, Uncle!” Mu Zhi’an said, giving him a thumbs-up, his words dripping with sarcasm.

He then added casually, “Where’s the one behind you?”

Gongsun Xiong’s eyes widened. “You know?”

“Your sudden breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Realm… I had my suspicions,” he replied with a smile. “Do you know where he is?”

“He left recently,” Gongsun Xiong replied through a voice transmission.

“Left?” He pondered this information for a moment, then stood up to leave.

“Have the Spirit Stones delivered to the Mu Family residence. I won’t disturb you any longer, Uncle.”

The mastermind wouldn’t escape.

Once he left Tianxuan City, Yan Ruyu and Ying Guhuan would be waiting.

Everything was in place.

He only had one task left.

The Forbidden Zone, in a month!

But first… there was something else he needed to do.

He left the Gongsun Family residence with Lin Ling, who seemed reluctant to depart, under Gongsun Xiong’s relieved gaze, and headed towards the Mu Family residence.

“Make these according to my designs. They’re important,” he said, handing the Nirvana Silk to the Mu Family’s seamstress.

“What are these, Young Master?” the seamstress asked, examining the material.

“Stockings,” he replied.

Seeing her confusion, he waved his hand dismissively. “Just follow the designs.”

“They’re… very important!”

Chapter 183: Inviting a God is Easy, Sending One Away is Hard

At that moment, as Nascent Soul spiritual energy surged forth, Mu Zhi’an could only watch helplessly as Gongsun Xiong reached for Lin Ling, the Spirit Dragon, who was busy enjoying her snacks.

His feeble protests of “Don’t touch her!” were powerless to stop the inevitable.

… To be honest, it took considerable acting skills to maintain a straight face in this situation.

But Mu Zhi’an pulled it off flawlessly.

His movements, his expression, his desperate gaze… he was a true master of deception.

Gongsun Xiong, noticing his panic, chuckled and reached for Lin Ling’s head.

His overwhelming spiritual energy enveloped her, his palm seemingly transforming into a miniature world, ready to pull her in.

Nascent Soul cultivators could create their own Dongtians, spaces where they could store items and even trap people.

Ancient texts even mentioned that those who reached the Immortal Ascension Realm could create entire universes.

Some even theorized that the Nine Realms of Xianxia were simply the Dongtian of an ancient, powerful being.

Gongsun Xiong’s Dongtian wasn’t that grand, but it was still a vast space. Capturing a single person within was child’s play.

As Lin Ling was enveloped in spiritual energy, she blinked her crimson eyes, glancing at Mu Zhi’an. He nodded discreetly, transmitting his voice. “He wants to treat us to some food at the Gongsun Family residence. It’s alright to go with him.”

She remained motionless, her alluring figure concealed by her loose, dark robe, her skin as white as snow against the backdrop of the gathering storm clouds.

He closed his hand around her, and she vanished.

Silence fell upon the riverbank, only the gentle flow of the water breaking the stillness.

“Where is she?!” Mu Zhi’an shouted, glaring at him.

“Don’t worry, Nephew. You and your little friend are both disciples of the Two Polarities Sect. I wouldn’t harm you,” Gongsun Xiong said, his voice gentle as he smiled. “I simply wanted to invite you to the Gongsun Family residence for a few days. You refused, so I had to resort to this.”

Mu Zhi’an’s eyes narrowed, his voice laced with anger. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll summon the sect elders?”

He chuckled. “I simply haven’t seen you in a while, Nephew. I wanted to invite you for a visit. Why do you look like I’m about to kill you?”

“Summoning the elders over such a trivial matter… isn’t that a bit excessive?”

That was why he was so confident. He had calculated that the elders wouldn’t bother descending the mountain for such a minor issue.

If they did come and demanded her release, he would comply.

He hadn’t harmed them. He would even treat them well. Even the elders wouldn’t be able to fault him.

And during those few days at the Gongsun Family residence, Mu Zhi’an would be forced to watch helplessly as the Mu Family was slowly devoured.

That sense of despair… that was what he, and the mysterious middle-aged cultivator who had helped him, desired.

Mu Zhi’an glared at him, his jaw clenched, then, after a long silence, he spoke, his voice strained. “Fine.”

He sighed. “Since you’re so insistent, Uncle, I’ll accept your invitation.”

Gongsun Xiong smiled triumphantly as Mu Zhi’an said, his voice resigned, “I’ll accompany you to the Gongsun Family residence.”

…

High above, two figures, their legs crossed in meditation, watched the scene unfold, their expressions a mixture of shock and disbelief.

They stared at Gongsun Xiong’s retreating figure and at Senior Ling Long, the Spirit Dragon, trapped within his Dongtian.

After a long silence, they exchanged glances, their eyes filled with a shared sense of bewilderment.

It was understandable why Gongsun Xiong was so arrogant. After all, in this era, without any Dao Integration experts, a Nascent Soul cultivator was practically invincible.

Countless rogue cultivators had perished during their Nascent Soul tribulations.

As the first Nascent Soul expert in Tianxuan City, he naturally felt a sense of superiority.

But the problem was… the one he had just captured… was Ling Long.

“Peak Master Ying, what should we do?” Yan Ruyu asked, her voice laced with concern.

Unlike her usual alluring attire, Ying Guhuan was now clad in a dignified robe, her long hair flowing freely, her demeanor elegant.

She chuckled. “Didn’t Mu Zhi’an say it? We wait and see. We wait for the big fish to bite.”

The “big fish” she referred to was the mastermind behind this scheme, the one who had helped Gongsun Xiong reach the Nascent Soul Realm.

And that mastermind was likely a demonic cultivator from the previous dynasty.

As long as they guarded the city, he wouldn’t be able to escape.

Capturing him would yield valuable information.

It would benefit both the Two Polarities Sect and the Demon Realm.

…

Gongsun Family Residence.

Gongsun Cheng sat restlessly in the main hall, waiting for his father’s return.

He had recently returned to Tianxuan City, expecting a grand welcome, but he had been met with indifference. His father, who had just reached the Nascent Soul Realm, was also absent.

According to the elders, he had left to attend to some matters.

A servant rushed into the hall. “Fourth Young Master, Master has returned!”

He beamed, eager to help his father reclaim everything they had lost to the Mu Family!

He stood up and saw a familiar figure entering the hall.

“Mu Zhi’an?”

His face darkened. “What are you doing here?” he spat.

“You should ask your father,” Mu Zhi’an replied, his expression equally grim.

“Nephew Mu is my guest, Cheng’er. Behave yourself,” Gongsun Xiong said with a smile.

He waved his hand, and a silver-haired beauty appeared in the hall.

Lin Ling, having finished her pastries, was now enjoying a sugarcane, discarding the peels neatly on a nearby table.

“Nephew, as promised, I’ve released your little girlfriend.”

He turned to a servant. “Arrange their accommodations. Treat my nephew well.”

“Yes, Master,” the servant replied, bowing.

Mu Zhi’an hesitated, then made one last attempt to salvage the situation. “Uncle, I brought my friend here to enjoy the local cuisine. She also enjoys… pills… perhaps it’s best if we return to the Mu Family residence. I wouldn’t want to burden you.”

Gongsun Xiong’s eyes narrowed, but his smile remained unchanged. “Don’t be so polite, Nephew. Just tell the servants what you want.”

“If the Mu Family can afford it, so can the Gongsun Family.”

What’s a few snacks and some pills?

And he wasn’t worried about her consuming too many pills.

The side effects of consuming pills recklessly were severe.

If a few pills could cripple Mu Zhi’an’s talent and cultivation, it would be a worthwhile investment.

Mu Zhi’an clenched his fists, his expression filled with frustration, then he sighed, resigning himself to his fate. “Since you’re so insistent, Uncle, I’ll accept your hospitality.”

He lowered his gaze, biting his lip as he gathered his emotions, then looked up at Lin Ling, who was standing calmly in the hall, seemingly oblivious to the situation.

“Sister Lin Ling, let’s go to our room,” he said gently, taking her wrist and leading her out of the hall.

Once they were gone, Gongsun Cheng turned to his father. “Why did you bring them here, Father?”

Gongsun Xiong chuckled, taking a sip of his tea. “I can’t harm a disciple of the Two Polarities Sect. It would attract the elders’ attention.”

“But I can invite them for a visit.”

“Mu Zhi’an is cunning. Letting him leave Tianxuan City could be problematic. Keeping him here will prevent him from contacting anyone, allowing us to focus on devouring the Mu Family.”

“And imagine his despair as he watches his family fall,” he added, his smile widening.

Gongsun Cheng’s eyes lit up with excitement.

Inviting Mu Zhi’an to the Gongsun Family residence would not only neutralize him, but also allow him to witness the Mu Family’s downfall, a perfect revenge for their past humiliations.

It was a truly cruel tactic!

“Just stay put for now, Cheng’er. I’ll handle Mu Zhi’an.”

He left the hall, heading towards a secluded chamber in the back courtyard.

He needed to inform the mysterious middle-aged cultivator and prove his sincerity.

…

Mu Zhi’an and Lin Ling sat at a pavilion, waiting for the servants to bring their food.

The Gongsun Family’s courtyard was different from the Mu Family’s, but it was still peaceful and serene.

She swung her legs idly, her crimson eyes scanning her surroundings as she waited for her snacks.

She was either oblivious to the situation or simply didn’t care. She would go wherever he took her, as long as there was food.

Sensing his gaze, she turned to him, her eyes questioning. “What is it?” she wrote on the table with some spilled tea.

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Nothing. I just wanted to ask if you’re comfortable here.”

There’s no difference, she wrote.

To her, location was irrelevant, as long as she had food.

He nodded, relieved. “That’s good.”

She suddenly looked up, her eyes sparkling.

Several servants arrived, carrying trays laden with food from three different restaurants.

“Just leave it here. You may go,” he said with a smile.

He arranged the dishes on the stone table, then meticulously peeled a large lobster.

The servants exchanged sympathetic glances, then quietly left.

An eerie calm had settled over Tianxuan City, the calm before the storm. Everyone knew that the Mu Family would be the first to suffer now that Gongsun Xiong had reached the Nascent Soul Realm.

Mu Zhi’an’s presence at the Gongsun Family residence was proof of that.

He might claim to be a guest, but everyone knew he was practically under house arrest.

And his companion had also been confined.

Of course, the servants knew better than to get involved. They simply focused on their duties.

He finished peeling the lobster and noticed a pair of eyes fixed on him. He turned to see Lin Ling staring at him expectantly. Though she didn’t speak, he understood her desire.

“This is for you,” he said with a smile, handing her the lobster.

“What should we do now?” she wrote on the table.

“Eat, of course,” he chuckled. “Didn’t I tell you? I brought you here to enjoy the local cuisine.”

“Uncle Gongsun is very hospitable. Eat whatever you want. Don’t be shy,” he added, discarding the lobster shells. “It’s my treat.”

“Pills, treasures… anything you want.”

She nodded, her eyes gleaming with understanding as she devoured the lobster.

A spy, hidden in the shadows, watched them, then quietly left the courtyard.

He arrived at a secluded chamber in the back courtyard and bowed respectfully. “Master, Mu Zhi’an shows no signs of attempting to escape. He’s currently enjoying snacks with the woman he brought.”

“Very well. You may leave,” Gongsun Xiong’s voice replied from within.

Once the spy was gone, he looked up at the middle-aged cultivator in white standing before him. “I told you, didn’t I?” he said with a smile.

“Mu Zhi’an is here, at the Gongsun Family residence.”

He had been skeptical when Gongsun Xiong had informed him of Mu Zhi’an’s capture.

But now, the proof was undeniable.

The middle-aged cultivator smiled, nodding in approval. “It seems I underestimated you.”

He had heard tales of Mu Zhi’an’s cunning. He hadn’t expected him to be captured so easily.

But the spy’s report was convincing.

“Now, we just have to let him watch as the Mu Family is devoured,” Gongsun Xiong said, a cold smile gracing his lips.

He paused, then added, “And then… it’ll be your turn.”

The middle-aged cultivator smiled gently. “Excellent.”

He then added casually, “Can you take me to see him? I’m still a bit concerned.”

He’s cautious… Gongsun Xiong stood up, gesturing for him to follow. “This way, friend.”

They left the chamber, heading towards the courtyard where Mu Zhi’an was confined.

As Nascent Soul experts, they weren’t worried about being detected.

They reached the courtyard and stopped at the entrance.

“He and his companion are at that pavilion,” Gongsun Xiong said, pointing.

The middle-aged cultivator followed his gaze and saw Mu Zhi’an and the silver-haired woman.

“This Mu Zhi’an might not be skilled in other areas, but he certainly knows how to please women,” he remarked, his smile widening.

He had completed most of the task assigned by the Demon Emperor.

Now, he just had to devour the Mu Family and make Mu Zhi’an believe the Two Polarities Sect was behind it.

Then, he, the “righteous hero,” would appear before the despairing Mu Zhi’an and guide him towards freeing the Demon Emperor.

“Friend, there’s something I don’t understand,” Gongsun Xiong said, his gaze fixed on the smiling cultivator.

“What exactly do you want from Mu Zhi’an?”

The cultivator didn’t answer, simply shaking his head with a smile. “You don’t need to know.”

Mu Zhi’an wouldn’t have caught the Demon Emperor’s attention if he wasn’t special.

If he told Gongsun Xiong about Mu Zhi’an’s close relationships with the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone, several Peak Masters, and even the Sect Master’s disciple… he would likely release Mu Zhi’an immediately.

After all, no one would dare offend someone with such connections.

If the Gongsun Family devoured the Mu Family, and Mu Zhi’an returned with the Forbidden Zone’s forces to seek revenge… who could withstand their wrath?

“By the way, how did you capture Mu Zhi’an?” he asked casually, his gaze lingering on the couple.

“I had my spies watching him. When I learned they were leaving the city, I intercepted them, worried he might become a problem.”

“He initially refused to come with me, but once I captured his little girlfriend within my Dongtian, he surrendered.”

He chuckled. “He’s quite devoted. If he had wanted to escape, I wouldn’t have been able to stop him.”

“However, his little girlfriend… she’s an ordinary person with no cultivation.”

Mu Zhi’an was a Core Formation cultivator. Even if he captured him within his Dongtian, he could still resist, perhaps even escape.

But he could control the woman beside him.

“Oh?”

The cultivator’s interest was piqued. “The Two Polarities Sect doesn’t accept ordinary people. If she’s with him, she must be a disciple. How could she have no cultivation?”

“Perhaps she has a special talisman that conceals her aura,” Gongsun Xiong suggested.

“But she couldn’t resist my Dongtian’s power. She must be a low-level Foundation Establishment cultivator.”

The middle-aged cultivator studied the silver-haired woman, his brow furrowing slightly.

Strange…

He had been at the Two Polarities Sect for years. He had never seen her before…

But with her beauty, even in such plain attire, he should have remembered her…

He scanned her figure, his confusion growing.

I can’t sense her cultivation level…?

It seemed Gongsun Xiong was right. She must have a talisman that concealed her aura.

“Interesting.”

He chuckled, then activated a talisman.

His eyes turned a faint gold.

Aura Vision!

Even a concealment talisman couldn’t hide from him, a Third Stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

He focused his Aura Vision on Lin Ling.

She seemed to sense his gaze and looked up at them, her crimson eyes filled with curiosity.

Boom!

A deafening roar echoed in his mind, his vision blurring as a wave of dizziness washed over him.

He stumbled back, his smile vanishing as he stared at the pavilion, his heart pounding.

After a long moment, he turned to Gongsun Xiong, who was still smiling.

Though he didn’t speak, his expression conveyed a single, unspoken question.

“?”