Category: It turns out, they are the protagonists

Chapter 172: The Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool

As everyone stared at him, Mu Zhi’an calmly retrieved a brown paper bag from his storage ring.

“Isn’t that a bag for food…? What’s he doing with that?”

“And I smell… Osmanthus Cake?”

The disciples recognized the bag’s contents, their expressions shifting from curiosity to bewilderment.

A woman, her figure veiled in a sheer fabric that shimmered with a faint silver light, had arrived at the back of the crowd. She looked up at Mu Zhi’an, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “Interesting. The other disciples are offering pills and herbs, but he’s offering… pastries,” she remarked, her voice clear and melodious.

Her words drew everyone’s attention, and they turned to look at her, their eyes widening in recognition.

Many disciples came from prominent backgrounds, and someone immediately identified her.

“Yao Yue, the Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land!”

The Jade Pool Sacred Land was a powerful force in the Eastern Realm, its history rich and ancient.

Each generation’s Holy Maiden possessed undeniable talent, and combined with their Innate Dao Bodies and captivating beauty, they were naturally sought after by countless cultivators.

To think the Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land would attend Lan Mulian’s Nascent Soul tribulation…

And it seemed she had also brought a gift.

They noticed the exquisite wooden box she held, its intricate carvings suggesting the presence of a valuable pill within.

“Once one reaches the Core Formation Realm, there’s no need for food. Offering pastries is pointless,” a young man remarked, standing near the Holy Maiden. He was dressed in luxurious attire, his demeanor confident and imposing.

It was Zhou Hao, a prominent figure among the younger generation of the Forbidden Zone!

The disciples’ minds raced.

The Two Polarities Sect invited representatives from various powers across the Eastern Realm to observe the annual Immortal Ascension Ceremony, and those powers also participated in the competition.

It was a stage for the younger generation to showcase their talents.

However, the Immortal Ascension Ceremony was still two months away.

Why were the representatives from the Jade Pool Sacred Land and the Forbidden Zone here so early?

And it seemed they weren’t the only ones…

At the back of the crowd, some disciples noticed several unfamiliar faces.

They were clearly not disciples of the Two Polarities Sect, but talented cultivators from other powers who had recently arrived.

The Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool smiled faintly at Zhou Hao’s comment. “Perhaps Senior Sister enjoys Osmanthus Cake.”

Her voice was calm and even, her expression devoid of any disdain for Mu Zhi’an’s gift.

Though offering pastries at such a grand occasion might seem paltry, it didn’t faze her.

She valued her Dao Heart above all else. Remaining calm and composed in the face of any situation was the mark of a true Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land.

As a result, she had few enemies, and her demeanor had attracted numerous admirers.

Zhou Hao chuckled, shaking his head. “Fairy Yao Yue, you’ve spent most of your time cultivating at the Jade Pool. You’re unaware of Senior Sister Lan’s aloof nature. She has little interest in worldly matters. An elder from my clan once said that her rapid cultivation progress is likely due to her detachment from worldly distractions.”

“Would someone like her be interested in pastries?”

“She’s not so easily swayed.” He glanced at Mu Zhi’an, his eyes sharp.

The Holy Maiden raised an eyebrow, her skin glowing with a faint, ethereal light. “It seems you’re not fond of that disciple,” she remarked, her voice soft and gentle.

“I’m simply stating a fact,” he replied, his smile unwavering.

His gaze shifted to a slender figure in a purple dress standing among the crowd.

Despite his seemingly indifferent demeanor, his eyes burned with desire as he stared at Ye Lingxuan.

As the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone, she was naturally the object of many young cultivators’ affections.

However, a few months ago, his younger brother had returned to the Forbidden Zone, revealing that Ye Lingxuan had fallen for another, and that they had been expelled from the Two Polarities Sect due to Mu Zhi’an’s schemes.

His words had naturally sparked outrage among the disciples of the Forbidden Zone.

Zhou Hao was no exception.

In his eyes, Mu Zhi’an was the epitome of “cunning and despicable.”

Even without this incident, knowing that their young mistress had fallen for a man with no redeeming qualities other than his looks would have been infuriating.

“Do you know him?” the Holy Maiden asked softly.

“Not personally, but I’ve heard of him,” he replied, his gaze following Mu Zhi’an as he approached Lan Mulian to present his gift.

“He was a notorious womanizer in Tianxuan City, a despicable scoundrel,” he continued. “However, something seems to have happened, and he’s turned over a new leaf. His cultivation speed has increased, but he’s still just average. And he’s still a philandering playboy, a useless young master.”

His tone was laced with disdain, as if he were trying to paint Mu Zhi’an in the worst possible light.

“Mu Zhi’an…” The Holy Maiden repeated the name, her expression thoughtful. She didn’t recognize it, but she didn’t dwell on it.

She had heard of most of the talented young cultivators of her generation.

Ye Lingxuan, the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone, Bai Ruoxi, the most beautiful woman in Tianxuan City, and Wei Mengrou, whose presence was subtle, but whose cultivation surpassed most prodigies.

And Ye Yu, who had just presented the Eternal Beauty Pill, was also considered a talented alchemist.

There were many other hidden talents within the Eastern Realm, who would likely participate in the upcoming Immortal Ascension Ceremony.

However, she had never heard of this Mu Zhi’an.

“If I’m not mistaken, Fairy Yao Yue, you’ve never left the Jade Pool before. And the Immortal Ascension Ceremony is still two months away. Why are you here so early?” a handsome young man in a white robe asked, standing near them.

“Senior Sister Lan offered me some guidance in the past. I sensed the tribulation at the Two Polarities Sect two days ago and requested permission from my elders to come and congratulate her,” she replied calmly.

Many nodded, understanding.

She smiled faintly, her figure veiled in a hazy light, her skin seemingly as white as jade, but concealed from view by the ethereal glow.

A few days ago, the Grand Elder of the Jade Pool Sacred Land had performed a divination, revealing that the founding Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool had appeared at the Two Polarities Sect.

While congratulating Lan Mulian was one of her objectives, her main reason for coming here was to find the Jade Empress.

If she was truly alive, they would invite her back to the Jade Pool to assume leadership. Under her guidance, the Jade Pool Sacred Land would dominate the Nine Realms.

However, when she had arrived at the Two Polarities Sect and attempted to contact the Jade Empress using a secret Jade Pool technique, she had received no response.

It was strange. Every Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool could sense the aura of their “predecessors,” but she hadn’t sensed anything related to the Jade Empress.

The Grand Elder’s divination couldn’t be wrong. Something must have happened to Senior Jade Empress…

She watched Mu Zhi’an, her gaze thoughtful.

As he handed the brown paper bag to Lan Mulian, Zhou Hao chuckled inwardly.

She hadn’t reacted to the pills and herbs offered by the Peak Masters and the other powers, so what would she think of mere pastries?

Compared to the other gifts, these common Osmanthus Cakes were pathetically cheap.

“Is that all you’ve prepared, Young Master Mu, after all this time? Pastries?” Ye Yu asked, his voice laced with mockery.

The disciples murmured, surprised by Mu Zhi’an’s gift.

He was a prominent figure in Tianxuan City, yet he was offering pastries to the Sect Master’s personal disciple on the occasion of her Nascent Soul breakthrough?

Even if Senior Sister Lan didn’t say anything, she must be speechless.

Her bewildered expression confirmed it.

She accepted the bag, glancing at its contents.

A box of Osmanthus Cakes and two steamed buns.

After a moment of surprise, she looked up at him, a flicker of warmth in her usually cold eyes.

“You returned to Tianxuan City?” she asked, her voice soft.

“I’ve been meaning to go back, but I haven’t had the time. I took this opportunity,” he replied with a smile.

“Flying back and forth… aren’t you tired?”

“I only used two Spirit Replenishing Pills and one Essence Replenishing Pill. It’s nothing,” he said, shaking his head.

The disciples exchanged glances.

The nearest city to the Two Polarities Sect was a three to four-hour flight.

So how did he obtain the food?

He had spent three Fifth-Grade pills and eight hours flying just to buy pastries?!

Is he insane?!

That was the thought that crossed many minds.

However, some female disciples’ eyes gleamed with admiration.

Their perspective differed from the men’s. While the male cultivators saw his actions as a waste of resources, the female disciples found his dedication to their beloved Senior Sister romantic.

Lan Mulian clutched the bag, her gaze lingering on his sincere expression and his warm smile.

After a long silence, she spoke, her voice soft. “I love it.”

A faint smile graced her lips, but it was hidden behind her veil.

Her simple words sent shockwaves through the crowd.

She had only offered polite thanks for the other gifts.

But for Mu Zhi’an’s pastries, she had expressed genuine affection.

“He’s going all out. Three Fifth-Grade pills and a day’s journey just for some pastries…” a disciple murmured.

“But it’s romantic, isn’t it?” a female disciple countered.

“But it’s just pastries…”

“If I had known Senior Sister liked pastries, I would have gone to Tianxuan City too…” another disciple said, regret filling his voice.

Whispers and murmurs filled the air.

Ye Yu glared at them, his heart burning with resentment.

He had spent two days preparing the Eternal Beauty Pill, meticulously gathering the necessary ingredients, and all he had received was a polite smile.

But Mu Zhi’an’s pastries had earned her genuine affection.

Mu Zhi’an, hearing their whispers, paused, then said, his voice serious, “I call these… Dao Comprehension Cakes.”

The crowd fell silent, their gazes fixed on him.

“Dao Comprehension Cakes?”

“They’re just ordinary pastries,” a disciple said, his voice laced with doubt.

“Young Master Mu, you can’t just call any pastry you buy in the city a Dao Comprehension Cake,” Ye Yu scoffed.

Mu Zhi’an ignored him, transmitting his voice to Lan Mulian.

Her eyes flickered, and she met his gaze, sensing his sincerity. She quickly scanned the brown paper bag with her spiritual sense.

Her eyes widened as she retrieved a small, silver seed from the bag.

Silence descended upon the crowd.

Their breaths quickened, their eyes gleaming with a mixture of shock and desire.

The Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool stared at the seed, her lips parted in surprise.

Zhou Hao’s eyes widened, his heart pounding.

…A Seed of Dao Realization?!

Chapter 171: The Lan Sisters p2

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The next evening.

As expected, after suppressing her cultivation three times, Lan Mulian’s tribulation finally descended.

Clad in a moon-white dress, she stood calmly beneath the vast tribulation clouds, her expression serene as she faced the lightning bolts.

Mu Zhi’an, having returned from Tianxuan City, watched her from afar, impressed by her composure.

Though he had never seen her fight, he had never underestimated her.

After all, she was the Sect Master’s chosen disciple. Her talent was undeniable.

And her… assets were also quite impressive. Perhaps only slightly smaller than Ruoxi’s, but still quite substantial.

He admired her figure, his gaze lingering on her long, slender legs and her delicate feet in their embroidered shoes.

If only Senior Sister would step on me with those beautiful legs… He shook his head, banishing the inappropriate thoughts.

Get a grip, Mu Zhi’an! You’re becoming a degenerate!

He could indulge in such fantasies later, once he had truly captured her heart…

Voices buzzed around him. Many disciples had gathered to witness the tribulation.

After all, reaching the Nascent Soul Realm was the dream of many cultivators.

A sweet, intoxicating fragrance wafted towards him.

He turned and saw Lan Feiying, clad in a dark red dress, her beauty as alluring as ever, standing beside him, her gaze fixed on her sister.

“Sister Feiying, it’s been over a month, hasn’t it? You even refused to meet me last time,” he said with a smile, initiating a conversation.

He had visited her twice at the Peak of Celestial Secrets in the past few months, but she had declined one of his invitations, claiming to be focused on her cultivation.

She glanced at him, her voice laced with a hint of mockery. “Cultivators prioritize their cultivation, young master. We can’t be gallivanting around all the time.”

“But everyone needs a break sometimes. Sometimes, a change of scenery can help one overcome a bottleneck,” he countered, reaching for her waist.

She swatted his hand away, her voice a playful scolding. “There are so many disciples watching. Behave yourself.”

So it’s okay if there are no disciples watching…? He sighed dramatically. “You’ve changed, Sister Feiying. It seems reaching the Core Formation Realm has created an insurmountable barrier between us.”

She rolled her eyes, knowing he was teasing her.

“If relaxation was enough, there wouldn’t be so many elders stuck at the Nascent Soul Realm, unable to advance a single stage,” a cold voice sneered from the crowd.

The harsh words drew everyone’s attention.

Mu Zhi’an turned to see an elder he had never met before.

He was dressed in a dark robe, his hands clasped behind his back, his demeanor austere and imposing.

Who is he…? He looks unfamiliar… He frowned, puzzled.

“He’s the Second Elder of Drunken Dream Peak,” Lan Feiying explained through a voice transmission.

He understood.

His casual remark about overcoming bottlenecks through relaxation had clearly struck a nerve.

However, he had simply been trying to flirt with Lan Feiying. It had been an unintentional insult.

Ye Yu, observing the scene, chuckled inwardly.

Many elders within the sect were stuck at the Nascent Soul Realm, their hopes of advancement dwindling with each passing year. Mu Zhi’an’s careless words had rubbed salt in their wounds.

Besides, the Second Elder was also Ye Yu’s alchemy master. He had heard about Ye Yu’s conflict with Mu Zhi’an and naturally disliked the cunning disciple of the Book Pavilion.

Boom!

The final bolt of lightning struck, and the disciples looked up, their gazes filled with admiration as they watched the graceful figure in the moon-white dress.

Nascent Soul Realm!

The youngest cultivator to reach this level. Even in the entire Nine Realms, there was likely no one else her age who had achieved such a feat.

Her talent is truly monstrous… The thought crossed the minds of many disciples and elders.

Senior Sister’s figure seems even more alluring now. Her skin is so fair and delicate, like it would bruise at the slightest touch… Mu Zhi’an thought, his gaze lingering on her.

Lan Mulian, sensing their gazes, looked down at them, her eyes clear and bright.

“Lan Feiying, disciple of the Peak of Celestial Secrets, offers a Sixth-Grade Condensing Essence Pill to congratulate Senior Sister on reaching the Nascent Soul Realm!” a melodious voice announced.

A Sixth-Grade pill?!

The disciples stared at the beautiful woman in the red dress, their eyes wide with surprise.

It seemed the Peak of Celestial Secrets had come prepared…

The two sisters exchanged glances, then looked away, a faint smile gracing Lan Mulian’s lips. “Thank you, Junior Sister,” she replied, her voice cool and pleasant.

Disciples from two other peaks also stepped forward, offering their gifts, either rare treasures or precious pills.

Ye Yu approached her, bowing respectfully as he presented an exquisite wooden box. “The Second Elder has already presented Drunken Dream Peak’s gift. This is a personal gift from me, Senior Sister.”

She raised an eyebrow, accepting the box with her slender hand. “Thank you, Junior Brother.”

“Why don’t you open it, Senior Sister?” he said with a smile.

This gift was a testament to his progress.

She opened the box, revealing a pink pill, its surface shimmering with a rainbow of colors. A potent medicinal fragrance filled the air.

“A Sixth-Grade pill! The Eternal Beauty Pill!” a disciple exclaimed, recognizing the pill. Many female disciples’ eyes lit up.

Ye Yu can refine the Eternal Beauty Pill…? They stared at him, their gazes filled with admiration.

The Eternal Beauty Pill was far more valuable to women than any other Sixth-Grade pill, even Seventh-Grade pills.

While the Fifth-Grade Jade Beauty Pill could only maintain one’s appearance for a limited time, the Eternal Beauty Pill could preserve one’s youth indefinitely!

It meant eternal beauty.

For cultivators below the Nascent Soul Realm, its value was comparable to a Seventh-Grade pill!

Of course, Nascent Soul cultivators could easily maintain their appearance.

But how many Nascent Soul cultivators were there?

Most cultivators were stuck at the Foundation Establishment and Core Formation Realms, their hopes of advancement dwindling with each passing year.

The Eternal Beauty Pill’s appearance naturally captivated the female disciples’ attention.

“I knew Ye Yu was an alchemist, but I didn’t know he could refine Sixth-Grade pills… He must be at least a Fifth-Grade peak alchemist.”

“It would be beneficial to befriend him…”

The disciples stared at the pill, their hearts filled with envy.

Ye Yu remained humble, but he couldn’t hide the pride in his eyes.

He had anticipated their reaction when he had chosen this gift.

After all, it was a Sixth-Grade pill, and the Eternal Beauty Pill at that!

He glanced at Lan Mulian, hoping to see a flicker of emotion in her usually calm eyes, but she remained impassive. He sighed inwardly, then turned to Mu Zhi’an with a smile.

“Young Master Mu, I heard you’re quite close to Senior Sister. Where’s your gift?”

Back in the Mu Family, Mu Zhi’an had been able to act with impunity because of his family’s wealth and power. But now, within the Two Polarities Sect, without his family’s protection, even the Master of the Book Pavilion’s favor wouldn’t grant him access to a Sixth-Grade pill.

After all, pills above the Sixth-Grade couldn’t be bought with Spirit Stones alone.

And even if he had a Sixth-Grade pill, it wouldn’t compare to the Eternal Beauty Pill in value.

This was the advantage of being an alchemist, an advantage Mu Zhi’an lacked!

All eyes turned to Mu Zhi’an.

Ye Lingxuan watched the scene unfold, her expression calm.

To these disciples, the Eternal Beauty Pill might be a precious treasure.

However, she possessed an Innate Spiritual Body, granting her not only exceptional cultivation talent, but also remarkable alchemy talent.

She could also refine Sixth-Grade pills.

Besides, she had a stockpile of Eternal Beauty Pills and other Sixth-Grade pills in her storage ring.

“Brother Mu, I’ll transfer my storage ring to you,” she transmitted her voice.

He glanced at her, meeting her gaze. He understood her intentions and chuckled. “It’s alright, Lingxuan.”

He hadn’t expected her to casually offer a Sixth-Grade pill… Though he knew she was wealthy, he was still surprised by her generosity.

She frowned, her voice laced with concern. “You don’t have to be so polite, Brother Mu.”

“I’m not being polite. I’ve already prepared a gift,” he replied.

He didn’t explain, simply offering her a mysterious smile.

The Eternal Beauty Pill was indeed valuable to women.

However… he had something better!

Chapter 171: The Lan Sisters p1

“What kind of assistance do you need, Peak Master?” Mu Zhi’an asked, already having a good idea of what she wanted, but feigning ignorance.

“What could a mere Core Formation disciple like me possibly offer you…? Of course, if there’s anything I can do, I’ll gladly assist,” he added, playing the part.

Yu Ziyan was about to speak when a clear, melodious voice interrupted them from the entrance.

“Senior Sister, why have you brought my disciple to Dao Peak? Don’t you know I have matters to discuss with him today?”

A woman, clad in a loose black robe, her figure voluptuous and alluring, strode into the hall, ignoring the disciples’ attempts to stop her. She wore a warm smile, her every gesture radiating mature charm.

It was Yan Ruyu, the Master of the Book Pavilion, whose status within the Two Polarities Sect was comparable to Yu Ziyan’s.

Yu Ziyan narrowed her eyes, studying her Junior Sister. “It seems you’ve barged into my peak without any warning, Junior Sister. That’s not quite appropriate, is it?”

Thankfully, she hadn’t interrupted them at a… compromising moment. Otherwise, seeing her with Mu Zhi’an… it might have shaken her Dao Heart.

After all, utilizing an Innate Celestial Vessel for cultivation advancement was a clandestine affair. If someone witnessed it… even if Yan Ruyu wouldn’t spread rumors, she would surely use it against her in future arguments.

If she ever dared to accuse her of taking advantage of a disciple, she would have no defense.

They all coveted the Innate Celestial Vessel, but such matters were best kept secret.

Yan Ruyu raised an eyebrow, her gaze lingering on her Senior Sister. “Did you just bathe, Senior Sister? You smell lovely.”

Yu Ziyan frowned, and Yan Ruyu continued, her voice laced with a hint of mockery. “Why would you bathe before meeting a disciple, Senior Sister? Are you planning to seduce him?”

Yu Ziyan scoffed. “Do I need your permission to bathe, Junior Sister? He came to Dao Peak of his own volition. Why are you twisting the narrative?”

Please, just fight amongst yourselves. Don’t drag me into this… Mu Zhi’an thought, feeling a shiver run down his spine as he met Yan Ruyu’s knowing gaze. “I came to inquire about my maid, Senior Yu. You mentioned yesterday that you had found some information about a cultivator with extraordinary misfortune. I was curious, so I came early this morning.”

His worst fears had materialized.

His “pond” wasn’t large enough to accommodate so many “Great White Sharks.” He had been worried about this conflict ever since he had realized their intentions, but back then, he had been a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, so the threat hadn’t been so imminent.

But now he had reached the Core Formation Realm, a ripe “cabbage” ready for harvest… These two Senior Sisters, their relationship strained by past events, were bound to clash.

Yan Ruyu considered Mu Zhi’an her disciple, her precious “cabbage.” Now that he had reached the Core Formation Realm, she wouldn’t hand him over to Yu Ziyan so easily.

And the proud Peak Master of Dao Peak wouldn’t back down without a fight.

Caught between these two powerful women, he felt like a helpless pawn.

He had hoped to remain inconspicuous, but Yu Ziyan’s question had thrust him into the spotlight.

Choosing his words carefully was crucial. Offending either of them would be disastrous.

Yan Ruyu chuckled. “So it’s about your maid. That explains your early visit to Dao Peak.”

“Come to think of it, there’s nothing here that would interest you.”

Yu Ziyan glanced at her Junior Sister, her voice cold. “You spent years fawning over our Master, Junior Sister. Now that she’s passed on the position of Peak Master to me, you’re jealous and resorting to slander. How pathetic.”

“My apologies. It seems I was mistaken,” Yan Ruyu said, her smile widening.

“I should have said there’s no one here who would interest my disciple. That would be more accurate.”

Yu Ziyan scoffed. “No one here to interest him? Is the Book Pavilion any different?”

“He’s my disciple. He comes to me for guidance. Of course, there are people here who interest him.”

She turned to Mu Zhi’an with a smile. “Isn’t that right?”

Yu Ziyan also looked at him, her smile unwavering. “Which do you find more appealing, young Mu, Dao Peak or the Book Pavilion?”

“Why don’t you leave the Book Pavilion and join Dao Peak? Your two sisters are here. You can look after each other.”

He felt a shiver run down his spine as the two Nascent Soul experts stared at him, their gazes intense despite their smiles. He wasn’t sure if it was their cultivation level or their sharp gazes, but he felt incredibly uncomfortable.

He glanced at the female disciple standing nervously by the entrance and transmitted his voice. “Senior Sister.”

She looked up at him, and he continued, “Please ask Lingxuan to come to the hall. Just tell her what’s happening.”

“I’ll reward you handsomely later.”

What good would summoning Lingxuan do…?

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded, leaving the hall discreetly.

Mu Zhi’an took a deep breath, steeling himself.

He looked at the two Peak Masters. “Peak Masters, I believe there’s been a misunderstanding…” he began, trying to defuse the situation.

He had no choice but to speak up. He couldn’t afford to offend Yu Ziyan.

He hadn’t expected Yan Ruyu to arrive at Dao Peak so early. He had simply wanted to… experience the Daoist’s alluring figure…

Can’t we all just get along? Perhaps even… together…?

“Misunderstanding?”

Yan Ruyu glanced at her Senior Sister, her voice cold. “You have no idea how much she groveled to curry favor with our Master.”

“Cultivators should focus on their cultivation, but she constantly disturbed our Master, pretending to seek guidance when she was simply trying to make a good impression.”

“If I recall correctly, Junior Sister, you were once terrified by a rabbit belonging to one of the elders, claiming it was a demon, and waking up all the other disciples,” Yu Ziyan said with a chuckle.

Yan Ruyu’s face darkened.

Please, stop airing your dirty laundry. I don’t want to deal with the fallout… Mu Zhi’an thought, his head throbbing as he listened to their back-and-forth.

A clear, melodious voice, like wind chimes dancing in a summer breeze, interrupted them.

“Brother Mu, why are you still here? Didn’t we agree to visit the Northern Shore today?”

The two Peak Masters turned to see Ye Lingxuan standing at the entrance.

Normally, no disciple would dare interrupt them, but she was an exception.

She wouldn’t usually interfere, but she couldn’t bear to see her beloved Brother Mu caught in the crossfire.

She had heard the female disciple’s explanation and, though unsure of the details, had decided to intervene.

She smiled at them. “Is there anything else you need from Brother Mu, Peak Masters?”

“If not, we’re going out.”

Her sweet smile calmed Yan Ruyu’s anger.

She realized her behavior had been unbecoming.

Losing her composure in front of a disciple was damaging to her image…

Yu Ziyan also calmed down, forcing a smile. “There’s nothing else. Are you going for a walk today?”

Lingxuan nodded obediently. “Yes, Brother Mu and I made plans yesterday, right?”

She looked at him.

He nodded, smiling.

He bowed to the two Peak Masters. “If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave.”

Yu Ziyan nodded silently.

Regret and a hint of relief flickered in her eyes.

Though she hadn’t been the first to “harvest” the “cabbage”… at least her Junior Sister hadn’t either.

It seems I need to set up a barrier next time, to conceal his aura… She thought.

Yan Ruyu smiled. “Junior Sister Lan should be facing her tribulation soon. Come see me when she does. You’ll be representing the Book Pavilion and preparing a gift for her.”

He acknowledged her instructions.

Yu Ziyan also seemed to have an idea. She turned to Ye Lingxuan. “You’re quite close to Junior Sister Lan, aren’t you? I’ll prepare a gift. Deliver it to her at Two Polarities Peak.”

Nascent Soul cultivators were rare, and Lan Mulian was a special case. All nine peaks, including the two neutral powers from the Southern and Northern Shores, would be sending gifts.

These gifts represented the prestige of each peak, so they had to be impressive.

As Ye Lingxuan left, Yu Ziyan’s gaze lingered on Mu Zhi’an, a thoughtful expression on her face.

It seems I need to prepare a gift… before our dual cultivation session…

…

Mu Zhi’an breathed a sigh of relief as he left the hall, enjoying the fresh air.

“Thank you, Lingxuan. You saved the day,” he said, turning to her with a grateful smile.

“It was nothing, Brother Mu. I’m glad I could help,” she replied, shaking her head.

“But why were the two Peak Masters fighting over you?” she asked, tilting her head curiously.

He sighed. “Master Yan and Peak Master Yu don’t get along. They were using me as a symbol of their rivalry.”

She nodded, understanding. “I see.”

“I thought you possessed some special quality that attracted them,” she added.

He ignored her comment, admiring the scenery.

“Where are you going now, Brother Mu?” she asked.

If he had nothing planned, perhaps they could actually visit the Northern Shore…

“I have some matters to attend to later,” he replied, noticing her disappointment.

He gently patted her head, his voice softening. “I’ll take you out in a few days. I’ll be your servant for the day. How about that?”

“I don’t need a servant,” she huffed, her voice laced with playful annoyance.

Then, a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. “If you’re my servant, will you obey all my commands, Brother Mu?”

He hesitated, then, seeing the anticipation in her eyes, he couldn’t refuse. “Of course,” he said with a smile.

She beamed. “It’s a deal then~”

After strolling through Dao Peak with Ye Lingxuan for a while, he excused himself and left the Two Polarities Sect, flying towards Tianxuan City on his black sword.

Chapter 170: Come Inside With Me

When gifting a girl, it wasn’t about the price tag, but the sincerity and effort behind it.

In the world of Xianxia, especially within the Two Polarities Sect, many disciples had their own “stash” of rare pills and precious treasures. As a member of the sect, Mu Zhi’an was no exception.

His greatest advantage wasn’t his collection of pills, as other disciples possessed similar items, albeit in smaller quantities.

His advantage lay in his relationship with Lan Mulian.

She was like an unattainable snow lotus atop a treacherous peak, admired by many, but only he had truly captured her heart.

Gifting her pills would be appreciated, but not memorable. After all, most disciples close to her would choose such gifts.

He needed to utilize his unique advantage.

As expected of a maid who had served him for years, Wei Mengrou quickly understood his intentions.

“You’re planning to return to Tianxuan City?” she asked, her voice flat as she stared at him.

He smiled, nodding. “It’s been a while. I’m quite homesick.”

She stood tall and proud, her yellow dress billowing in the morning breeze, accentuating her curves.

She glanced at him, her voice laced with disapproval. “If you were as dedicated to your cultivation as you are to pursuing women, you wouldn’t be stuck at the Core Formation Realm.”

“Cultivation is important, but so is pursuing Senior Sister,” he replied with a smile.

He had accepted his fate.

His “Heaven-Defying Talent” wasn’t about his own cultivation, but his ability to “support” others.

Of course, acceptance didn’t mean giving up.

His own progress might be slow, but he had to ensure that Bai Ruoxi and the others advanced quickly.

Once they reached the Nascent Soul Realm, his life would become much easier.

Of course, that required maintaining a good relationship with the “protagonists”… at least to the extent of holding hands and kissing.

And if he could get even closer… even better.

Their strength would benefit him, like the Stage Advancement Pill from Lan Mulian and the cultivation boost and enhanced physique from Bai Ruoxi’s Heavenly Dao Aura.

“I’ll get you a gift too when I return, Mengrou,” he said with a smile.

“Hmph, I’m not interested in your gifts,” she replied coldly.

He was used to her indifference. “You don’t have to be interested. I just want to give you something. Is that a problem?”

“Do as you please.”

She knew his generosity always came with strings attached.

But he’s so naive…

Lady Bai might appear gentle and harmless, but she was far more cunning than she appeared.

Would she truly hand him over to others once she reached the Nascent Soul Realm?

Did he even know who the Heart-Binding Lock was meant to bind?

Ye Lingxuan was the daughter of the Forbidden Zone’s master, destined to inherit his throne. Even if she reached the Nascent Soul Realm, would she be content sharing him with other women?

As for Ye Qian… she didn’t know her well enough to judge.

And Senior Sister Lan… it was clearly unrealistic.

Once they reached the Nascent Soul Realm, he might not have to worry about external enemies, but what about internal “enemies”?

She twirled a strand of hair around her finger, a faint smile playing on her lips.

But it wasn’t her concern.

She was simply a maid tasked with protecting his safety.

Yes, just his safety.

His chastity… that wasn’t part of her job description.

…

Dao Peak.

“You’ve both progressed well in your cultivation. I’m impressed.”

Yu Ziyan, clad in a deep purple robe that accentuated her curves, a red dot adorning her brow, sat on a soft couch, her gaze sweeping over the two sisters. Her eyes held genuine approval and satisfaction.

Compared to their mature and alluring Master, the two girls seemed youthful and innocent.

Ye Lingxuan, in her purple dress, possessed a slender figure and graceful curves. Her hair was pinned up with a hairpin, highlighting her delicate features. She lacked her Master’s seductive aura, but her youthful beauty was captivating.

“It’s all thanks to your guidance, Master. We wouldn’t have progressed so quickly if we had simply cultivated on our own,” Lingxuan said with a smile.

She held her Master in high regard.

On most peaks, disciples rarely saw their Peak Masters. They were usually instructed by the three elders and senior disciples. Only matters of great importance warranted an audience with the elusive Peak Masters.

However, Yu Ziyan was attentive and caring towards the Ye sisters, readily offering assistance and fulfilling her promises. She had helped Qian’er obtain an inheritance and had provided her with the same resources as an inner disciple.

Last night, while struggling with the Jade Empress’s inheritance, Qian’er had sought her Master’s guidance.

And Yu Ziyan had welcomed them both, offering instruction and support.

Even the usually aloof and distant Daoist couldn’t help but smile at Lingxuan’s sweet praise.

“To think Qian’er has become so strong…” she murmured, her beautiful eyes lingering on the younger sister.

A few months ago, Qian’er’s talent had been only slightly above average. However, after receiving a minor inheritance at Dao Peak, and then seemingly another opportunity at the Pilgrimage Palace yesterday, her aura was now comparable to her sister’s.

Qian’er lowered her head, her voice soft. “It’s all thanks to Brother Mu. I wouldn’t have this talent without him.”

“Cultivation is a personal journey, child. What does it have to do with your Brother Mu?” Yu Ziyan chuckled, shaking her head.

“It has everything to do with him!” Qian’er insisted, looking up at her Master. “I wouldn’t have this talent without him.”

The beautiful Daoist was stunned.

She recalled the technique Qian’er had used while seeking her guidance earlier.

It had been a miniature azure lotus, barely the size of her palm.

And it had emitted a powerful sealing force.

She hadn’t paid much attention to it at the time, but now… the only person she knew who used an azure lotus as the basis for their techniques was…

Her eyes gleamed with realization as she took Qian’er’s hand in hers, closing her eyes.

She channeled her spiritual energy into Qian’er, carefully sensing the changes within her vessel.

Dao Peak’s “Dao” was “nature,” so she immediately detected the anomaly.

This spiritual energy… it wasn’t just Qian’er’s. It was… the Jade Empress’s!

“Did you receive the Jade Empress’s inheritance at the Pilgrimage Palace yesterday?” she asked, opening her eyes and staring at her disciple.

Qian’er nodded, her eyes wide with surprise.

So it was the Jade Empress’s inheritance… It made sense.

Mu Zhi’an had clearly earned the Jade Empress’s favor… or perhaps “desire” was a more accurate term.

And as Qian’er’s “brother,” he would naturally try to secure benefits for her.

But to think the Jade Empress had bestowed her entire inheritance upon Qian’er…

Yu Ziyan’s gaze lingered on Qian’er, her eyes gleaming with a newfound intensity.

She had initially chosen Qian’er because of her sister’s talent… but now, Qian’er also possessed extraordinary talent.

“Master, is something the matter…?” Qian’er asked, averting her gaze under her Master’s intense scrutiny.

Yu Ziyan snapped out of her thoughts, her expression regaining its usual composure. “The Immortal Ascension Ceremony is in two months. I have faith in both of your talents. Participate and see what opportunities you can find.”

“Yes, Master,” they replied respectfully.

“If there’s nothing else, go to the peak and spar with the other disciples. Gain some experience. You’ll need it for the Immortal Ascension Ceremony.”

They nodded and left the hall.

A disciple entered, bowing respectfully. “Master, Mu Zhi’an, an inner disciple of the Book Pavilion, requests an audience.”

Mu Zhi’an?

Why is he here so early?

Shouldn’t he be visiting my Junior Sister first…?

She paused, then said, “Invite him in.”

She thought for a moment, then added, “Have him wait in the side hall. Offer him some tea.”

She needed to bathe and change before meeting him.

…

Mu Zhi’an waited in the side hall for nearly half an hour before he saw the Peak Master of Dao Peak emerge from a room, clad in a black robe.

Though the robe concealed her figure, her long, slender legs and her alluring beauty captivated his attention.

As expected of the Peak Master of Dao Peak. Even in such conservative attire, she exuded an air of forbidden allure that made him want to explore further.

He allowed his gaze to linger on her for a moment, then bowed respectfully. “Disciple Mu Zhi’an greets Senior Yu.”

She smiled. “Did you rest well last night?”

“Thank you for your concern, Senior. I’m fully recovered,” he replied.

She nodded, gesturing for him to take a seat and enjoy some tea.

“You promised my Junior Sister you would visit her today. Why are you here so early?” she asked casually, sipping her tea.

“I was concerned about the matter you mentioned yesterday, Senior, so I came early… Do you have something to attend to?” he asked tentatively.

“Not particularly. I was simply curious,” she replied, her voice melodic and alluring.

Despite her aloof and unapproachable demeanor, her every gesture seemed to exude a subtle charm that captivated his attention. He couldn’t help but steal glances at her figure.

“You’re here to ask about your maid, aren’t you?” she asked, already knowing his purpose.

He nodded. “As expected of you, Senior. You see right through me.”

“I don’t know why your maid’s misfortune is so potent,” she began, stating her conclusion.

Before he could express his disappointment, she continued, “However, I’ve discovered something interesting during my investigation.”

She noticed his rapt attention and smiled faintly. “The Great Qian Dynasty was preceded by another dynasty a thousand years ago. There are records of that dynasty in ancient texts.”

“According to those records, a cultivator with extraordinary misfortune appeared during that era. His misfortune was one of the factors that led to the dynasty’s downfall.”

Misfortune that affected an entire dynasty… Is Mengrou really that unlucky? I haven’t noticed… He pondered her words for a moment. “Do you know what happened to him, Senior Yu?”

Perhaps learning about his fate could help alleviate Wei Mengrou’s misfortune.

She shook her head. “I’ve instructed my disciples to investigate. I’ll inform you if we find anything.”

She paused, then added, “Your maid’s situation is strange. Her misfortune should be affecting those around her… but it seems to be suppressed by something.”

Suppressed…? He frowned, considering her words.

After a long silence, he looked up, his eyes filled with gratitude. “Thank you, Senior.”

His visit hadn’t been in vain. At least he knew that Wei Mengrou’s misfortune wasn’t unique. Someone else had suffered a similar fate.

“It was nothing,” she replied with a smile, shaking her head.

They chatted for a while longer, and she finished her tea.

She watched him, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. She hesitated, then spoke, her voice cool and clear.

“Actually, I’ve been facing some… cultivation difficulties lately. I might need your assistance.”

Chapter 169: It’s the Thought That Counts

The Peak Masters exchanged uneasy glances.

They had sensed trouble brewing when they had encountered the Jade Empress at the pavilion.

After all, most female cultivators, even a Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land, would be tempted by the spiritual energy of an Innate Celestial Vessel.

However, she was a Dao Integration Empress, so they had clung to a sliver of hope… perhaps she didn’t care about such things, or perhaps she hadn’t discovered Mu Zhi’an’s secret.

But seeing her now, standing beside him, confirmed their suspicions: she knew.

As a wisp of consciousness, she had resided within his body… it would be strange if she hadn’t discovered his secret.

If she was also interested in his Innate Celestial Vessel and decided to remain within his body… it would be a problem.

They were troubled, but they maintained their composure, bowing respectfully. “Greetings, Senior Jade Empress!”

The Jade Empress, clad in a light green dress adorned with intricate patterns, smiled faintly, her beauty captivating.

Her loose sleeves billowed gently in the wind, adding to her ethereal charm.

Even though he had seen countless beauties in ancient attire, he couldn’t deny the appeal of such clothing… Mu Zhi’an thought.

“You all seem to be quite fond of this disciple. He must possess something special to have captured your attention,” she remarked, her voice as melodic as a songbird.

Her emerald eyes held a knowing glint.

“There was a disturbance at the Pilgrimage Palace. We came to ensure our disciples’ safety,” Ning Yuan replied, his voice respectful.

He glanced at Mu Zhi’an, envy flickering in his eyes.

To be recognized by Ling Long, the Spirit Dragon… and to have caught the Jade Empress’s eye… his destiny was truly remarkable.

The Jade Empress didn’t believe his explanation.

She smiled, her gaze sweeping over them. “Cultivation is a path against the heavens. There should be no shortcuts. Do not forget your original intentions in your pursuit of power. The path you forge step by step is your own.”

Her words were a subtle warning: do not covet the Innate Celestial Vessel. Cultivate diligently on your own.

She had clearly overheard their conversation and their excessive enthusiasm while residing within Mu Zhi’an’s body. She knew their intentions.

“If you truly desire shortcuts, it’s not entirely forbidden. However, moderation is key. Excessive reliance on shortcuts will only lead to a greater tribulation in the future,” she added.

Relying on an Innate Celestial Vessel to overcome bottlenecks was acceptable. However, using it to rapidly advance from the Nascent Soul Realm to the Soul Transformation Realm… that was unrealistic.

The Peak Masters nodded in agreement, relief washing over them.

It seemed the Jade Empress, though aware of their intentions, didn’t object.

She was simply reminding them to use shortcuts sparingly. Excessive reliance would lead them astray.

“Senior Jade Empress, what is your current state?” Ning Yuan asked after a moment of hesitation, mustering his courage.

“I require some time to recuperate,” she replied calmly, her smile unwavering.

With her presence, the Peak Masters couldn’t very well continue their pursuit of Mu Zhi’an. They exchanged a few pleasantries with him, offering vague promises of future opportunities before departing. Each peak assigned an elder to oversee the disciples’ safety at the Pilgrimage Palace.

“Are you disappointed that I intervened?” the Jade Empress’s voice echoed in his mind as he prepared to leave.

“Honestly, I’ve been struggling with this situation. They’re Peak Masters, and it’s difficult to refuse them. Thank you for your help, Fairy Sister,” he replied sincerely.

He sighed inwardly.

I was prepared to dedicate myself to the sect’s prosperity, even if it meant clinging to the Peak Masters’ jade-like legs… but then a Great White Shark entered the pond… no, not a shark. A mosasaurus, an extinct apex predator!

He pushed aside his regret, focusing on a more pressing matter. “Your consciousness is weak, Senior. Is it alright for you to remain awake?”

“I stayed awake to ensure your safety. I’ll rest now. Awaken me if you encounter any danger,” she replied.

She’s going to sleep? That’s a relief… He relaxed slightly.

Though she was beautiful, he wasn’t keen on having her observe his intimate moments with Bai Ruoxi or the Ye sisters.

He walked towards a specific location in the plaza.

“You mentioned that you chose Qian’er as your successor because she’s similar to you. In what way are you similar?” he asked, curious.

“Compatibility is a mysterious thing. My divination revealed that she was the most suitable candidate. As for our similarities… I’m not sure,” she replied calmly.

She then transformed into a wisp of flame, entering his other cultivation vessel.

She had refrained from entering his other vessel earlier to avoid alerting the demon while protecting him.

Now that he was safe, she could finally rest.

As she entered his Innate Celestial Vessel, she felt the potent, unique spiritual energy within and opened her eyes in surprise.

As expected of an Innate Celestial Vessel… the spiritual energy here can nourish my consciousness!

And…

She sensed something and asked, her voice soft, “Did you receive a destiny inheritance from Ling Long, the Spirit Dragon?”

“Senior Ling Long was kind enough to grant me a portion of her destiny,” he replied.

She nodded, her gaze lingering on his Innate Celestial Vessel, her voice filled with surprise. “And the Heavenly Dao Aura… it’s within the Innate Celestial Vessel?”

This is interesting…

She smiled, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

…

Mu Zhi’an left the peach blossom forest and found Bai Ruoxi and Wei Mengrou sitting at a stone table.

With most of the disciples exploring the Dongtian, the area outside the Pilgrimage Palace was deserted.

The two beauties were chatting quietly, their relationship seemingly amicable.

He couldn’t help but admire Bai Ruoxi. She was stunning in her white dress embroidered with snow lotuses, her delicate features accentuated by her long, dark eyelashes. She exuded an aura of aloofness, but he knew she was a kind and loving woman.

Wei Mengrou, the maid, was equally beautiful, but her aura was cold and sharp, a stark contrast to Bai Ruoxi’s gentle demeanor.

While others might find her intimidating, he was curious about how she would behave once she fell in love.

Sensing his gaze, she looked up at him, her expression as impassive as ever. “He’s back,” she said to Bai Ruoxi, her voice flat.

She studied him, noting the change in his aura.

Reaching the Core Formation Realm had transformed him.

He no longer possessed the frivolous air and unhealthy pallor of a pampered young master. He now exuded the refined aura of a scholar, his noble upbringing evident in his every gesture.

“Let’s go back,” he said, approaching them.

Bai Ruoxi looked up at him, her eyes filled with concern. “Are you injured?”

He smiled, shaking his head. “I’m fine. Just a bit drained. I’ll recover after some rest.”

She sighed with relief, her hand unconsciously resting on her ample bosom.

His gaze lingered on her, enjoying the view from this angle.

Though they had been intimate many times, he couldn’t deny her allure. A beauty was a beauty, after all.

“By the way, what is your Core Formation Dao, my dear?” she asked, suddenly remembering.

Wei Mengrou also looked at him, curious.

The Core Formation Dao was a reflection of a cultivator’s past experiences. Their young master had been a notorious scoundrel in Tianxuan City, pursuing countless women. What kind of “Dao” had he forged?

He sighed inwardly, deciding to tease them. “It’s not something I can easily explain. We’ll talk about it later.”

“Not easily explain…?” Bai Ruoxi tilted her head, puzzled.

He took her hand, helping her to her feet, then leaned in, whispering in her ear. “You’ll find out tonight.”

“Don’t tease me, you… you…” She blushed, her earlobes burning crimson.

Ruoxi is the best. She’s considerate and understanding… He chuckled. “Let’s go back to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.”

Under Wei Mengrou’s disapproving glare, he boldly wrapped his arm around Bai Ruoxi’s waist and flew towards the Jade Glass Palace on his black sword.

…

Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

Wei Mengrou brought three cups of tea to the pavilion, then sat quietly, not wanting to disturb them.

Mu Zhi’an took a sip of his tea, then retrieved two translucent seeds from his storage ring.

They were only slightly larger than grains of rice, but they emitted a potent aura of spiritual energy that drew Bai Ruoxi’s attention.

“These are Seeds of Dao Realization. Consuming one will greatly benefit your cultivation,” he explained.

“Seeds of Dao Realization…” She looked at him. “What about you?”

He smiled sadly. “I already consumed one, but my other vessel devoured it.”

His Innate Celestial Vessel was too greedy, hoarding all the good stuff, leaving nothing for his actual vessel. It was truly tragic.

She gave him a sympathetic look, then handed the seeds back to him. “I don’t need them,” she said shyly.

He was stunned, about to ask why.

But seeing the blush on her cheeks and the knowing glint in her eyes, he understood.

The spiritual energy from his Innate Celestial Vessel transferred to her during their dual cultivation sessions. Since the Seed of Dao Realization was within his Innate Celestial Vessel, she would naturally receive its benefits as well.

Hmm… she doesn’t need them.

She’ll get the benefits tonight.

“Mengrou, take this. Refine it tonight,” he said, handing one of the seeds to Wei Mengrou.

She hesitated for a moment, then accepted it.

“Did you obtain these from the Dongtian?” Bai Ruoxi asked.

He nodded. “I encountered a senior within the Dongtian. She gifted them to me.”

He patiently answered her questions as she pondered the information, sipping his tea leisurely.

After a while, he excused himself and went to find the Ye sisters, who were chatting in the courtyard.

Lingxuan noticed him first, her gaze meeting his. She opened her mouth to greet him, then hesitated, wanting to maintain her composure in front of her sister.

“Are you reading?” he asked, approaching them with a smile.

Qian’er looked up, her eyes lighting up as she saw him. “Brother Mu!” she exclaimed.

Lingxuan nodded shyly. “…B-Brother Mu.”

Now that Qian’er knew about their relationship, there was no need to hide… but it would take some time for her to get used to addressing him as “Brother Mu” in front of her sister.

Under their watchful gazes, he sat down beside them and retrieved two Seeds of Dao Realization.

Qian’er’s eyes widened. “…Seeds of Dao Realization?!”

“Did that fairy give them to you?” she asked, surprised.

He nodded. “Refine these later. They’ll be beneficial for your cultivation.”

“Don’t refuse. Our bond is far more valuable than these seeds, right?” he said gently, placing his hand on Qian’er’s.

He then turned to Lingxuan, his other hand reaching for hers.

She hesitated, then nodded. “…Thank you.”

Qian’er also nodded. “Thank you, Brother Mu…”

She stared at him, her emerald eyes filled with adoration.

“Refine them tonight, so no one sees them and causes unnecessary trouble,” he advised, enjoying the softness of their hands.

They both nodded.

“Qian’er, it will take some time for you to adapt to the inheritance Senior Jade Empress bestowed upon you. Focus on your cultivation and familiarize yourself with it,” he said.

“And Lingxuan, I’ve always believed in your talent. If Qian’er encounters any difficulties, help her out.”

“I will,” she replied, nodding.

After a brief chat, he stood up to leave.

“I’ll walk you out,” Lingxuan offered.

He sensed she had something to say and accepted her offer.

As they walked along the path, she hesitated, then turned to him. “Are you sure you want to accompany me back to the Forbidden Zone in a month and a half, Brother Mu?”

“Perhaps I should just bring the Rebirth Water back for you.”

She was worried about the trouble he might encounter.

She wasn’t concerned about her father, but her clan…

If they discovered that the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone had been “abducted,” they would be curious about him, perhaps even testing him to see if he was worthy of their young mistress.

He stopped, his gaze meeting hers. “The Rebirth Water is only one reason. I don’t want you to go back alone.”

“Or will you not miss me when you’re gone?” he asked, gently caressing her cheek.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she looked up at him, her voice barely a whisper. “I will…”

“You will what?” he asked, teasing her.

“I-I’ll miss you… why did you make me say that?” she mumbled, swatting his chest playfully.

He caught her wrist, his gaze softening. “I’ll miss you too, Lingxuan.”

“That’s why I’m going with you.”

He pulled her into an embrace, his other hand resting on her slender waist, inhaling her delicate fragrance.

He could feel her trembling, but she didn’t resist, simply lowering her head, allowing him to hold her.

After a while, he released her, admiring her flushed cheeks. “I’ll head back now, Lingxuan. Remember to refine the Seed of Dao Realization tonight,” he said gently.

…

Bai Ruoxi’s room was filled with a delicate fragrance, the sandalwood incense having burned out.

She opened her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, her gaze clear and bright after her meditation.

She stretched languidly, her thin white nightgown clinging to her alluring curves.

Her swan-like neck, her long, flowing hair, her delicate features… she was breathtaking.

She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, then walked over to the window, pushing it open and gazing at the moonlit sky, enjoying the cool night air.

The sky was a tapestry of twinkling stars, their brilliance enhanced by their proximity to the mountain peak.

She was a vision of beauty, her long hair cascading down her back, her loose nightgown accentuating her curves.

She felt a warm breath on her neck, then a familiar warmth enveloped her as a pair of arms encircled her waist.

She shivered, glancing at Mu Zhi’an with a playful glare. “Don’t sneak up on me like that. You scared me,” she said, her voice laced with a hint of complaint.

He met her gaze, a warm smile spreading across his face. “You sensed me, didn’t you?”

After months of cultivation, she was on the verge of reaching the Fifth Stage of Core Formation.

She had sensed him entering, but she had pretended not to notice, curious about his intentions.

“Where did you go?” she asked.

“I gave two of the Seeds of Dao Realization to others,” he replied with a smile.

“Others? Not your beloved Lingxuan and Qian’er?” she huffed, clearly displeased.

“I came back, didn’t I?” he said, nuzzling her neck, enjoying the softness of her body.

“I’ll transfer the energy from the Seed of Dao Realization I refined to you tonight.”

Her heart skipped a beat, and she melted against him, murmuring her assent. She turned to head towards the bed.

He gently stopped her. “Let’s stay here. The night sky is beautiful. We can enjoy the view from the window,” he said softly.

She froze, understanding his intentions. She blushed, glancing at him shyly. “You…”

“You have to say ‘yes’ or ‘no.’ ‘You’ isn’t an answer,” he said, gently caressing her cheek.

Silence filled the room for a moment, then her voice, soft and hesitant, reached his ears.

“Yes…”

…

Later that night, Bai Ruoxi sat in front of her bronze mirror, combing her slightly tangled hair.

Mu Zhi’an sat behind her, watching her, his expression serene, his eyes clear and bright.

“By the way, who do you love the most, my dear?” she asked suddenly, her gaze meeting his in the mirror.

“Why do you even have to ask, Ruoxi?”

“The person I love the most is right here in front of me,” he replied, his voice filled with tenderness.

Boom!

A thunderclap echoed through the sky, a bolt of lightning illuminating the night, making his heart skip a beat.

Holy crap… what was that?

Was it targeting me? But I was telling the truth…

Bai Ruoxi turned to him, her eyes narrowed.

In the dim light, her usually bright eyes seemed dark and unreadable.

He stood up and took her hand in his, sighing. “That was just a coincidence. If I had lied, that lightning would have struck me, wouldn’t it?”

“How do I know you’re not lying?” she huffed.

However, remembering his passionate embrace, her frown softened.

He breathed a sigh of relief, glancing at the sky outside.

The weather was perfect. Why was there a sudden thunderclap…? It almost caused a misunderstanding.

Boom!

Another thunderclap echoed through the night.

Bai Ruoxi also noticed it, turning towards the window. “It seems someone is about to face their tribulation,” she said softly.

He walked over to the window and looked up, spotting dark clouds gathering above Two Polarities Peak.

A name flashed through his mind: Lan Mulian.

So Senior Sister’s Nascent Soul tribulation has finally arrived…

However, to his surprise, the tribulation clouds dissipated after only a short while.

“The tribulation… disappeared?” he murmured, confused.

Bai Ruoxi joined him at the window, her gaze fixed on Two Polarities Peak. “It seems Senior Sister is intentionally suppressing her cultivation,” she remarked.

He frowned. “Why would she do that?”

The tribulation had been forming, but Lan Mulian had forcefully suppressed her cultivation back to the peak of Core Formation.

Was she not prepared for the tribulation?

Impossible. With her personality, she would have been meticulously prepared.

So why was she suppressing her cultivation?

“She’s accumulating her strength, aiming to break through to the Second Stage of Nascent Soul in one go,” Bai Ruoxi explained, quickly understanding Lan Mulian’s intentions.

“The Second Stage of Nascent Soul…” He stared at Two Polarities Peak, impressed.

As expected of Senior Sister. She’s bold.

During a tribulation, the lightning bolts enhanced a cultivator’s spiritual energy. With Lan Mulian’s talent, she would likely face nine bolts of lightning at the peak of Core Formation.

By suppressing her tribulation now, the number of bolts might increase next time, from nine to ten, or even eleven or twelve.

The later bolts were exponentially more powerful. Using a tribulation to advance a stage was incredibly risky, and few had attempted it throughout history. Lan Mulian was one of the rare few.

News of her impending breakthrough spread throughout the Two Polarities Sect, causing a stir among both disciples and elders.

Nascent Soul cultivators were rare, even within the sect. Only the Peak Masters and elders had reached that level.

And this particular Nascent Soul cultivator was the Sect Master’s personal disciple.

That night, everyone was discussing the news, preparing gifts to celebrate her breakthrough.

Mu Zhi’an closed the window and carried Bai Ruoxi to bed.

Time to sleep!

And he meant it.

While Core Formation cultivators could go without sleep, he had expended a lot of energy today, and despite consuming a replenishing pill, he was still drained.

Rest was the best way to recover.

…

The next morning.

He woke up refreshed, stretching as he sat up in bed, admiring the sleeping beauty beside him.

Though he had seen her countless times, he rarely saw her sleeping so peacefully.

She’s captivating in every way…

He smiled inwardly, his gaze lingering on her ample bosom, then gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead.

He didn’t want to wake her. Even Core Formation cultivators needed rest.

Let her sleep a while longer!

He would use this opportunity to return to Tianxuan City.

He left the room, stretching again as he glanced at Wei Mengrou, who was tending to the flowers in the courtyard. “Mengrou, if Ruoxi asks where I am when she wakes up, tell her I’m consulting with Master Yan about some cultivation matters. I might be back late tonight.”

She glanced at him, her voice flat. “Consulting with Master Yan from morning till night?”

He shook his head. “It’s not just Master Yan.”

“Everyone is preparing gifts for Senior Sister’s Nascent Soul breakthrough. I can’t be left out.”

“Don’t you have enough pills from the Peak Masters? Isn’t that enough?” she asked, her eyes narrowed, suspecting he was making excuses.

“Pills are too common. It’s not special. And I’m sure many others will be giving her pills. It’s boring.”

“…Then what do you plan to give her?”

She stared at him, her lips pursed. “Don’t tell me you’re planning to give her… yourself.”

“A gift’s value isn’t determined by its material worth, but by the sincerity behind it, and the effort invested in obtaining it.”

He smiled. “Simply put, when giving a girl a gift, it’s the thought that counts.”

Chapter 168: The Empress Joins the Fray!

“Master, where is this other opportunity you mentioned?” Ye Yu asked as he walked through the dark cave, a wave of coldness washing over him. The oppressive darkness made him want to turn back.

“Be patient. You’ll find it at the end of this path,” the old man’s voice replied, sighing inwardly.

He had warned Ye Yu about the dangers and opportunities within the ninth cave, but his disciple had chosen to trust his intuition.

Ye Yu had indeed found a decent opportunity within the cave he had chosen.

If not for the Jade Empress, it would have been a significant gain.

He had found a recipe for a Sixth-Grade pill, a valuable asset for an alchemist like him.

However, compared to the Jade Empress… it paled in comparison.

“If you had come to the ninth cave earlier, you might have beaten Mu Zhi’an to the opportunity of hosting the Jade Empress within your vessel. Or at least, you could have received her inheritance,” the old man said, his voice filled with regret.

Ye Yu felt a pang of regret as well, but he defended his decision. “Didn’t you say she’s the founding Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land? Would her inheritance be of any use to me?”

“Though she was the Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land, most of her later techniques were self-created, especially her Azure Lotus. It can suppress countless demons. Even a Dao Integration demon was sealed by her,” the old man explained.

Ye Yu frowned, realizing the folly of his overconfidence in his great destiny. “But didn’t you also say that it wasn’t Mu Zhi’an who received the inheritance, but my sister, Ye Qian?”

“That’s correct.”

Ye Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

“As long as it wasn’t Mu Zhi’an, it doesn’t matter… After all, Ye Qian is my sister.”

“Though Mu Zhi’an didn’t receive the inheritance, the Jade Empress seems to have taken an interest in him… If he truly obtains the Rebirth Water and the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit, she might regain her former glory,” the old man said, his voice laced with regret.

With the Rebirth Water and the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit, she could solidify her physical form for half a month.

And within that time… if one could cultivate with her… they could provide her with the necessary spiritual energy…

The value of an Innate Dao Body was comparable to the Jade Empress’s inheritance… And the opportunity to be intimate with the Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land, a Dao Integration Empress… it was the ultimate dream for many male cultivators.

If Mu Zhi’an earned the Jade Empress’s favor… a Dao Integration expert as a backer… he could dominate the Nine Realms.

Ye Yu frowned. “Only if he can actually obtain those two treasures.”

“And even if he does, an ordinary cultivator’s vessel wouldn’t be able to provide her with enough spiritual energy.”

Besides, what if the Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land wasn’t even beautiful?

After all, beauty wasn’t a prerequisite for becoming a Holy Maiden. Talent was.

Though the Jade Empress’s ethereal beauty had been captivating when she had possessed Ye Qian’s body, it didn’t guarantee her true appearance was equally stunning.

Even if she recovered, it was uncertain whether Mu Zhi’an could win her favor. And even if he did, he would still need to find a way to provide her with the necessary spiritual energy.

And that was something he, with his ordinary spiritual energy, couldn’t do.

The thought comforted Ye Yu somewhat.

Perhaps the Jade Empress would even seek them out.

After all, he could use the recipe Master had given him to refine a pill that produced a special type of spiritual energy.

It was something the Jade Empress needed, something Mu Zhi’an couldn’t offer.

He was an alchemist, while Mu Zhi’an was just an ordinary cultivator!

He pushed those thoughts aside and entered the pavilion.

…

Outside, in the plaza, Song Ziyang, the Boundless Sea Peak disciple, stared at his cousin, the delicate girl in the black dress.

“Ziyi, are you sure about what you said?”

She nodded, transmitting her voice. “There’s no mistake. Ye Qian was possessed, but I don’t know who it was.”

She looked at him, puzzled. “Why do you ask, Cousin?”

So there was something strange about Ye Qian… He pondered her words for a moment, then forced a smile. “Nothing. I just sensed something off about her, like she was possessed by a demon. I wanted to confirm my suspicions.”

There were about thirty disciples gathered in the plaza, some resting after their exploration, others basking in the glow of the opportunities they had found.

He noticed An Lingyue emerging from the ninth cave, a faint gleam in her usually calm eyes.

“Senior Sister An, where did you go? We couldn’t find you,” he asked, feigning concern.

She chuckled, shaking her head. “I wasn’t satisfied with my findings, so I explored some of the other caves. Unfortunately, I found nothing.”

“Be careful, Senior Sister. There seems to be a demon lurking within this Dongtian,” he warned.

She nodded. “Thank you for the warning, Junior Brother. I’ll be careful.”

She frowned, her curiosity piqued. “How do you know about the demon…?”

He smiled mysteriously. “I asked Ziyi to perform a divination…”

Her brow furrowed as she studied him. “I advise you to refrain from causing trouble, Junior Brother.”

Seeing his frown, she added, “Mu Zhi’an is close to the Peak Masters. If you could sense that Ye Qian was possessed, do you think they couldn’t?”

“They haven’t said anything. What good would it do to expose it?”

He was stunned, then realization dawned.

She was right. If he could sense it, the Peak Masters definitely could.

And she was also right about Mu Zhi’an’s connection to the Peak Masters. Antagonizing him because of Junior Sister Bai wouldn’t be wise…

“Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sister!” he said, gratitude filling his eyes.

She smiled, dismissing his thanks.

She hadn’t spoken up for his sake, but for Mu Zhi’an’s. She wanted to spare him unnecessary trouble.

His simple tip might have been a trivial act for him, but it had granted her a valuable opportunity.

And it would also strengthen Bai Ruoxi’s position within Boundless Sea Peak.

After all, she held considerable influence within the peak.

…

Pilgrimage Palace.

Seeing the Peak Masters approaching, Mu Zhi’an straightened his posture and bowed respectfully. “Greetings, Peak Masters.”

I already told them I’d visit them later. Why are they in such a hurry? I’m not going anywhere… He thought.

Yan Ruyu smiled and nodded. “It seems you’ve gained quite a bit from your trip to the Pilgrimage Palace, young friend,” she remarked, her gaze lingering on him.

“Thanks to your guidance, Master Yan. Without your teachings, I wouldn’t have reached the Core Formation Realm so quickly,” he replied politely.

She narrowed her eyes, pleased by his sincerity.

Ying Guhuan, the alluring woman in the red dress, also narrowed her eyes, her voice soft and melodic. “I recently acquired some Dao Comprehension Tea Leaves. They’re not particularly rare, but they offer some benefits for Core Formation cultivators. If you’re interested, you can visit the back mountain in the next few days for a chat and some tea.”

Dao Comprehension Tea…?

The other Peak Masters’ eyes widened in surprise.

Ying Guhuan made it sound casual, but Dao Comprehension Tea was beneficial even for Nascent Soul cultivators.

To think the founding Peak Master of Boundless Sea Peak possessed such a treasure… and was willing to use it as bait.

Yu Xuanji chuckled. “I recently divined your fate, young Mu. It seems you’ll be facing some trouble in the future. If you have time, visit the Peak of Celestial Secrets in the next few days. I’ll explain everything.”

Yu Ziyan, clad in black robes, a red dot adorning her brow, smiled gently. “I’ve found some clues regarding your maid. Let’s discuss it sometime in the next few days.”

She’s taking this matter seriously…? He was surprised.

He had mentioned Wei Mengrou’s destiny to her before, but he hadn’t expected her to care, considering Wei Mengrou had no connection to her.

But she had actually been investigating…

Ning Yuan, observing their eagerness, narrowed his eyes.

Something felt… off.

They were a bit too enthusiastic.

Was it because of Ling Long?

Or… did they have another motive?

Apart from Ling Long, what else about Mu Zhi’an could warrant such attention?

“I have some matters to discuss with my disciple in the next few days,” Yan Ruyu said, her voice calm but firm. “If it’s not urgent, you can postpone your requests.”

The other Peak Masters raised their eyebrows.

Here it comes… she’s finally making her move.

This was what they had been dreading.

As a disciple of the Book Pavilion, Mu Zhi’an couldn’t refuse her.

Summoning him to the Shao Le Residence was perfectly within her rights.

After all, she was his Master…

And as for what she would do once he was there… the three female Peak Masters knew exactly what she had in mind.

However, they couldn’t stop her.

They all knew about his Innate Celestial Vessel, but openly acknowledging it would change everything.

Yan Ruyu smiled inwardly, enjoying the sudden silence.

She had anticipated this scenario when she had chosen Mu Zhi’an… Though she had been reluctant to make the first move, now that someone else had broken the ice, there was no need for her to hold back.

The “cabbage” she had nurtured for so long was finally ready to be harvested.

“What do you plan to discuss with young Mu, Master Yan?” Ying Guhuan asked, her eyes narrowed.

Yan Ruyu’s smile widened. “Anything and everything. His Core Formation Dao, his formations, his cultivation bottlenecks… and perhaps even the matter of the Jade Empress.”

The other Peak Masters’ eyes flickered with interest at her last words.

They had witnessed Mu Zhi’an strolling through the peach blossom forest with the Jade Empress, but she had vanished shortly after.

Had she returned to her Dongtian, or was she residing within Ye Qian’s body? The whereabouts of a Dao Integration Empress were naturally a matter of concern.

And more importantly, the Jade Empress had clearly been in a weakened state. If she was within Ye Qian’s body and discovered Mu Zhi’an’s Innate Celestial Vessel…

If she decided to use him to replenish her spiritual energy, could they stop her?

It was unlikely.

Mu Zhi’an pondered their invitations, then made a decision: he would accept Yan Ruyu’s invitation.

He had nothing planned for tomorrow, and he could certainly benefit from her guidance.

He had been meaning to ask the Peak Masters for advice regarding his formations and techniques.

He was about to speak when a clear, melodic voice interrupted him.

“If you wish to inquire about me, you may do so now.”

The ethereal voice, appearing out of nowhere, silenced him and plunged the Pilgrimage Palace into an eerie quiet.

Ning Yuan, who had been about to leave, froze, turning back slowly.

His eyes widened as he saw the green-clad fairy standing beside Mu Zhi’an.

Yan Ruyu and the other Peak Masters’ hearts sank.

It seems our worst fears have come true…

Chapter 167: Core Formation Achieved, Time to Harvest!

Meet the demon…?

The Jade Empress stared at him, his smile gentle and sincere, wondering if she had misheard.

She was the one who had sealed the demon, and now he was asking her to take him to it?

After a moment of contemplation, she nodded. “Very well. I’ll accompany you.”

Her Dao comprehension allowed her to sense dishonesty, and she could tell he was sincere.

Indulging his request wouldn’t hurt.

After all, the demon couldn’t break free from its seal.

Besides, she had been hesitant to ask about his Innate Celestial Vessel. This was an opportunity to examine it herself.

Her eyes flickered, and she detached herself from Ye Qian’s body, her ethereal form materializing in the peach blossom forest.

Mu Zhi’an couldn’t help but steal a glance. She was stunning in her green dress, her delicate features as beautiful as a celestial being, her aloof demeanor stirring a primal desire within him.

He couldn’t deny the bold thoughts that crossed his mind.

However, with someone like her, actions without a proper foundation of affection were unwise.

After all, she was a Dao Integration Empress.

Ye Qian blinked, her consciousness returning. “Thank you for the inheritance, Senior!” she said, bowing gratefully to the Jade Empress.

The Jade Empress smiled, her beauty captivating. Her shoulders and neck were perfectly proportioned, her waist slender and alluring, her long legs hidden beneath her flowing skirt.

“We are compatible, child. It is fate. Honoring my legacy is the greatest reward you can offer,” she said, her voice as melodic as the guqin, her words carrying a soothing aura of Dao.

Mu Zhi’an noticed that her form seemed hazy and indistinct, as if she were a figment of his imagination. He felt an urge to touch her face, to confirm whether she was real or simply an illusion.

She turned to him, her expression hesitant.

“Young friend, I need to temporarily reside within your vessel. Do not resist when my consciousness enters,” she said, forcing a smile.

“I understand, Senior,” he replied.

Her voice was ethereal, like a melody from another world. He wondered what she would sound like when she was shy… I want to marry her… He thought, unable to resist the urge.

His vision blurred for a moment.

“Let’s go. I’ll conceal my aura, so the demon won’t sense us,” she said, her voice now echoing in his mind.

She was also curious about his intentions. Why did he want to meet the demon?

She had a suspicion, but she wanted to confirm it.

He instructed Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian to return to their residence, then re-entered the bronze gate, heading back into the Dongtian.

He found several disciples still lingering near the nine caves, attempting to divine the “secrets of heaven.”

An Lingyue’s face was pale, suggesting she had encountered danger within one of the caves.

However, her aura was slightly stronger, indicating she had also received some benefits.

While the Jade Empress herself was the greatest treasure within the Dongtian, it didn’t mean there weren’t other opportunities.

After all, this place had once been the residence of an Empress. She would have left behind some traces of her power.

Nearby, a slender girl in a black dress, surrounded by a group of disciples, was performing a divination.

Song Ziyang, the Boundless Sea Peak disciple who had displayed hostility towards Mu Zhi’an, was among them.

What are they up to…? He thought, but he didn’t dwell on it. He entered the ninth cave alone.

“Someone tried to divine my fate earlier. That girl in the black dress,” the Jade Empress’s voice said in his mind.

Song Ziyi is trying to divine the Jade Empress…?

He pondered her words as he walked along the path.

Why would they try to divine her fate without any reason…?

And they shouldn’t even know about her existence.

Which meant… Song Ziyi wasn’t divining the Jade Empress. She was divining… Ye Qian?

He reached the familiar pavilion, his mind still racing.

He opened the door, entering the ancient hall. A deep, menacing voice echoed through the air.

“Come here…”

It was a stark contrast to the Jade Empress’s ethereal voice.

He followed the voice, venturing deeper into the hall.

“…Come here.”

The voice grew louder.

He reached a closed door and pushed it open. Darkness gave way to light as he stepped into an ancient plaza.

Thick vines, resembling a spiderweb, converged from all directions, binding a withered arm in midair.

The sight was both impressive and disturbing.

“You’ve finally arrived,” a voice, ancient and weary, echoed from the arm.

“Were you the one who summoned me, Senior?” he asked.

“Indeed,” the demon replied.

“What do you need from me, Senior…?” he asked cautiously.

This entity was clearly dangerous. The “Friend of the Antagonists” title on his interface was glowing brightly.

However, it was clearly trapped within this hall. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have summoned a mere Core Formation cultivator.

“That woman… didn’t she stop you?” the demon asked.

“She’s meditating,” he replied respectfully.

“Hmph, she thinks she can seal me away with such a pathetic method? She will pay the price.”

So he’s also a Dao Integration expert… Mu Zhi’an’s heart sank. “Is there anything I can do for you, Senior?” he asked, looking at the withered arm.

The demon seemed pleased by his directness. “You cannot break the seal. However, if you bring me two things, I can rebuild my cultivation vessel.”

He could forcefully break the seal if he wanted to.

After a thousand years, the Jade Empress’s seal had weakened considerably.

However, forcefully using his spiritual energy would result in a devastating backlash, leading to his demise.

He needed to prepare beforehand, to rebuild his body.

“Tell me what you need, Senior,” Mu Zhi’an said.

“Rebirth Water, and the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit from the divine tree of the Jade Pool Sacred Land.”

The demon paused, then added, “Of course, I won’t be ungrateful. If you bring me these two treasures, I will bestow upon you a great opportunity, allowing you to reach the Nascent Soul Realm within a year.”

Normally, reaching the Nascent Soul Realm from the Core Formation Realm took three to five years. If one was unlucky and got stuck at the peak of Core Formation, it could take a decade, or even a lifetime.

The demon’s offer was incredibly tempting.

“Before that, Senior, I have a question,” Mu Zhi’an said, his expression carefully neutral.

“Speak.” The demon tried to maintain a “kindly old grandpa” persona.

“Why did you choose me, and not someone else?”

“The answer lies within you,” the demon replied. “You carry a mark left by my daughter.”

“Your daughter…?” He was stunned. “Who is your daughter?”

He couldn’t recall interacting with any demonic cultivators.

He had only met four: the two black-robed figures, the Demon Realm Empress, and Ying Guhuan.

But only one of them had left a mark on him…

“Are you… the Demon Realm Empress’s father…?” he asked, staring at the withered arm.

“Indeed.”

Mu Zhi’an’s mind reeled.

That ethereal fairy… she was ruthless. She had single-handedly sealed the Demon Realm Empress’s father within the Pilgrimage Palace?!

“Since you’re the one my daughter chose, I’m willing to give you a chance. Whether you seize it or not is up to you, young friend,” the demon said, his voice gentle and persuasive.

I don’t want to seize it. I just want to seize the Fairy Sister…

He hesitated, then asked, his voice filled with a mixture of eagerness and suspicion. “Can you swear that you’ll fulfill your promise if I bring you those two treasures, Senior?”

“You’re quite cautious,” the demon scoffed.

“I have to be, Senior. You’re a formidable being,” he replied with a smile.

The demon reluctantly swore an oath.

“I’ll obtain those treasures for you, Senior,” Mu Zhi’an said, bowing respectfully.

“I have a Soul Nourishing Pill here. It will nourish your consciousness and protect you from a single mental attack,” the demon offered.

He’s surprisingly generous… “Thank you for your generosity, Senior!” he exclaimed, his voice filled with gratitude.

“Don’t thank me yet,” the demon said, his voice a low growl. “I’ve sworn an oath. Shouldn’t you do the same?”

“I swear that I’ll obtain the Rebirth Water and the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit from the Forbidden Zone and the Jade Pool Sacred Land within a year. If I lie, may I be struck by lightning!” he declared.

Boom!

A thunderclap echoed through the hall, pleasing the demon.

“You’re a man of your word, young friend. Consider this Soul Nourishing Pill a welcome gift.”

A pill materialized in midair, landing in his hand.

A potent medicinal fragrance filled the air.

This fragrance… it’s at least a Seventh or Eighth-Grade pill… He felt invigorated just by smelling it.

He suppressed his excitement. “If there’s nothing else, Senior, I’ll take my leave.”

“Go.”

Silence descended upon the plaza as the demon’s voice faded away.

He left the hall, but instead of returning to the entrance, he opened the other doors, curious about what lay beyond.

However, they were just ordinary rooms.

He searched them, finding two seeds that resembled the Seeds of Dao Realization in the fourth room.

Unfortunately, they were inferior versions, useless to him.

Besides, he already had five.

He shook his head, abandoning his search.

He’ll leave these for the other disciples.

As he left the hall, he transmitted his voice to An Lingyue, who was still near the entrance. “Senior Sister, there’s a pavilion a hundred paces from the entrance of the ninth cave. Check the fourth door on the right. You might find something useful.”

An Lingyue looked up, spotting the handsome young man smiling at her.

“The fourth door…”

Her eyes flickered with anticipation.

…

Mu Zhi’an emerged from the Dongtian, stretching languidly. He felt refreshed and invigorated.

He had accomplished everything he needed to do. He could relax for a while.

His only remaining task was to accompany Ye Lingxuan to the Forbidden Zone in a month to meet her father.

He wondered if the master of the Forbidden Zone would challenge him to a duel, declaring, “If you can defeat me, I’ll allow you to marry my daughter.”

The thought of facing a Dao Integration expert filled him with apprehension.

Besides, meeting his future father-in-law was secondary. His main objective was to obtain the Rebirth Water… and that would be much more difficult.

He needed a reason, a reason compelling enough for the master of the Forbidden Zone to willingly hand over such a treasure.

And that reason lay with the demon.

However, there was no rush. He had a month to formulate a plan.

In the meantime, he could confirm whether Lingxuan herself qualified as Rebirth Water…

His thirst for knowledge was insatiable.

As the thought crossed his mind, the Jade Empress’s voice echoed in his mind.

“They’re coming.”

He looked up and saw several figures descending from the pavilion.

The woman at the forefront, clad in black robes, her voluptuous figure accentuated by the wind, exuded an aura of intelligence and mature beauty. She was Yan Ruyu, the Master of the Book Pavilion.

The other Peak Masters he was familiar with were beside her.

He realized.

I’m at the Core Formation Realm now.

For the past few months, these Peak Masters had treated him like a prized disciple, showering him with gifts and offering guidance. They had been eagerly awaiting his breakthrough.

And now he had achieved it.

The fish has been fattened… time to cast the net.

It seems I’ll be quite busy…

As the thought crossed his mind, the Peak Masters arrived before him.

Chapter 166: You’re Pretty Good at Hiding, Rebirth Water

As the cool, melodic voice echoed from the peach blossom forest, all eyes turned towards its source.

Framed by the blossoming peach trees, Ye Lingxuan stood in a magnificent purple dress, its intricate embroidery shimmering in the sunlight.

She was only sixteen or seventeen, but her attire accentuated her delicate features, highlighting her classical beauty and youthful charm.

The old man narrowed his eyes, studying her.

He didn’t know her true identity, only that she wasn’t a member of the Ye Family and that she had been staying with them in Tianxuan City for a specific purpose.

Her words implied that she could obtain the Rebirth Water with ease.

If she wasn’t bluffing… the power behind her was far greater than he had imagined…

Despite her polite demeanor, she possessed an inherent pride.

She was still at the Foundation Establishment Realm and relatively young. If they could gain her favor now, it would be beneficial. However, once she matured, it would be nearly impossible to win her over.

Mu Zhi’an was incredibly lucky.

He had already secured a place in her heart before she had fully blossomed.

Her willingness to defend him was proof of that.

It was all Ye Yu’s fault. He had been too focused on his cultivation, neglecting his sisters, allowing Mu Zhi’an to take advantage of the situation…

The old man sighed inwardly, regret filling his heart.

The green-clad fairy also studied the young girl.

Ye Qian had already informed her that this was her elder sister.

Under their scrutiny, Ye Lingxuan approached Mu Zhi’an, her delicate embroidered shoes barely making a sound. “Brother Mu,” she said, a sweet smile gracing her lips.

He returned her smile, his expression warm and gentle. “Lingxuan, what brings you here?”

“Sister Bai and I were chatting when we saw you and Qian’er leaving the Dongtian. We came to check on you,” she explained, her smile elegant and charming.

So Ruoxi and Mengrou know I’ve left the Dongtian… He understood.

She glanced at Ye Yu, her Innate Spiritual Body instantly detecting the change in his aura.

He was clearly possessed.

Her smile faded, replaced by a polite but distant expression. “I’ll bring the Rebirth Water to Senior Jade Empress in a month, so you needn’t worry, Brother Ye Yu.”

The gentle warmth she had displayed towards Mu Zhi’an vanished, her voice cool and detached.

The old man stared at her. “Are you so confident you can obtain the Rebirth Water, young lady?”

“If I can’t, no one can,” she replied calmly.

The Jade Empress glanced at her, surprised.

She had met the master of the Forbidden Zone once, but they had no personal connection. She only knew that he was eccentric and unpredictable.

However, she did recall the time when, a few years after his daughter’s birth, he had traveled a great distance to the Two Polarities Sect to request a protective formation from the Sect Master. Though she had been secluded within the Dongtian beneath the Pilgrimage Palace, she had sensed Shang Yanfei’s power as she crafted the formation.

Apart from his daughter, the master of the Forbidden Zone had shown no interest in anything else.

So the girl’s confident declaration was intriguing.

The Jade Empress’s eyes gleamed with curiosity as she made a decision. “Return to your peak, fellow Daoist. I’ve made my choice,” she said, her voice carrying a hint of Dao that made it impossible to resent her refusal.

Though disappointed, the old man couldn’t argue with her. He reluctantly abandoned this rare opportunity.

Ye Yu, observing through the old man’s senses, felt a surge of jealousy as he saw Ye Lingxuan’s affectionate demeanor towards Mu Zhi’an.

“So you’re relying on Lingxuan again. You’re useless without a woman’s help!” he spat, his voice no longer weary, but filled with youthful anger.

“There’s nothing wrong with lovers helping each other,” Mu Zhi’an replied calmly.

Lovers… Lingxuan blushed, lowering her eyes, her heart filled with a mixture of shyness and joy.

Mu Zhi’an chuckled inwardly, watching Ye Yu’s frustrated silence.

He had never shied away from relying on women. In fact, he enjoyed it.

However, this time, he hadn’t intended to rely on Ye Lingxuan… or rather, he hadn’t intended to ask her to plead with others, even if that person was her father.

He stared at Ye Yu, his expression calm and unwavering, frustrating the young man even further. Ye Yu turned and stormed off.

“Master, who is possessing Qian’er?” he asked mentally, sensing the old man’s regret.

The old man sighed. “She is the Jade Empress, the founding Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land. She likely still possesses a few Seeds of Dao Realization from her Dao Integration. Consuming even one would greatly benefit your cultivation.”

“And she possesses an Innate Dao Body. If she temporarily resides within you, and if you play your cards right, you might be able to gain immense benefits from her.”

It was said that every Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land possessed an Innate Dao Body.

It was similar to an Innate Celestial Vessel.

However, while an Innate Celestial Vessel provided spiritual energy to others, an Innate Dao Body contained a sliver of the Great Dao within. The first person of the opposite sex they formed a close bond with could randomly comprehend a supreme technique from that Dao.

It was a technique derived from the Great Dao itself, perfectly suited to the individual.

Many cultivators dreamed of marrying a Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land, but few had succeeded throughout history. And conquering someone like the Jade Empress through force was practically impossible.

“The Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool…” Ye Yu murmured. “Why is she in Qian’er’s body?”

“Mu Zhi’an likely encountered her within the Dongtian beneath the Pilgrimage Palace.”

The old man paused. “Return to the Dongtian before it closes.”

“The Jade Empress herself is the greatest treasure within that Dongtian, but we can still get a share.”

…

The Jade Empress, her ethereal beauty captivating, studied Ye Lingxuan.

Her eyes held a hint of disbelief. The girl’s confident declaration regarding the Rebirth Water had surprised her.

However, she sensed that the girl wasn’t exaggerating. It was as if she were stating a simple fact.

It was as if she were saying: You need Rebirth Water? I’ll just fetch a bucket for you…

Her emerald eyes, deep and fathomless, reflected Ye Lingxuan’s image as she chatted with Mu Zhi’an.

“Brother Mu, I hope I didn’t cause any trouble,” Lingxuan said, her purple dress billowing in the breeze, accentuating her slender figure.

She looked up at him, her voice laced with a hint of shyness. Though it was phrased as a question, her meaning was clear: Praise me.

She was at that age where she craved praise from her beloved, but her pride prevented her from expressing it directly.

“You arrived just in time. You saved the day,” he replied, reaching out to gently caress her cheek. He admired her smile, her soft lips parting slightly, releasing a delicate fragrance. He felt a surge of desire.

It’s a shame this isn’t the right time or place… otherwise, I could test if she herself qualifies as Rebirth Water…

Sensing his gaze, she blushed, averting her eyes. “W-what is it?”

“You mentioned being bathed in Rebirth Water as a child… does that mean you yourself are… Rebirth Water?” he asked, genuinely curious.

If she was, he should have sensed it already. After all, they had kissed several times…

Or does kissing not count…?

She blushed even deeper, sensing his inappropriate thoughts. “What are you thinking about?” she mumbled.

Can Innate Spiritual Bodies sense impure thoughts…? “Nothing. Don’t worry…” he said, shaking his head.

“An Innate Spiritual Body… are you the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone?” the Jade Empress asked, her voice laced with surprise.

She had met several Holy Maidens of the Forbidden Zone, all of whom possessed Innate Spiritual Bodies. However, she had never encountered one with such a gentle and welcoming aura.

Lingxuan snapped out of her daze, suppressing her embarrassment. “Greetings, Senior Jade Empress. I’ve often heard tales of your legend from my clan,” she said, bowing respectfully.

So she truly is the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone. No wonder she’s so confident… The Jade Empress understood.

The Rebirth Water belonged to her clan. Of course, she could obtain it.

“But if the master of the Forbidden Zone knew why you wanted the Rebirth Water, would he allow you to take it?” Mu Zhi’an asked.

Lingxuan frowned, understanding his concern.

She wanted to help him.

However, he had no connection to the master of the Forbidden Zone… at least, not yet.

If the Jade Empress used the Rebirth Water to rebuild her cultivation vessel, another Emperor-level expert would emerge, and the Jade Pool Sacred Land’s status would skyrocket.

The balance of power in the Eastern Realm would shift.

That might not be something the master of the Forbidden Zone wanted.

“I’m returning to the Forbidden Zone in a month. I’ll talk to my father,” she said.

It might be troublesome if he discovered her true intentions… but she would do anything for Mu Zhi’an.

“If possible, I’d like to speak with your father myself,” he said, shaking his head.

He wanted the Rebirth Water, but he didn’t want to use Ye Lingxuan to obtain it.

Exploiting their relationship for personal gain would taint it.

If she were the master of the Forbidden Zone, he wouldn’t hesitate to take advantage.

However, asking her to plead with her father… that was different.

He was her father, after all. If he discovered that Mu Zhi’an had used his daughter to obtain the Rebirth Water, it would create problems in the future, even with the Jade Empress’s backing.

“Just rely on me, Brother Mu. Please?” she pleaded, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

She’s so adorable when she’s shy… “I want to rely on you, Lingxuan, but I don’t want you to plead with others, even if that person is your father,” he said gently.

She looked up at him, understanding his sentiment.

“Do you plan to obtain the Rebirth Water yourself, Brother Mu?”

He shook his head. “I was planning to accompany you to the Forbidden Zone anyway. I’ll take this opportunity to speak with your father about Senior Jade Empress.”

“My father isn’t a benevolent man. He won’t help out of the kindness of his heart,” she said softly.

If he knew you said that, he’d probably lament about his ungrateful daughter… He chuckled inwardly. “Of course he has no reason to help Fairy Sister… so we need to give him a reason.”

The Jade Empress studied him, her beautiful eyes filled with curiosity. “Do you have an idea, young friend?”

“You mentioned that even if you were to fade away, the demon within the Dongtian would also perish within a thousand years, right, Fairy Sister?” he asked.

She met his gaze, her beauty both ethereal and alluring.

She nodded. “He’s not in much better shape than I am.”

“Why do you ask?”

He stared back at her, pondering for a moment. “Can I meet him?”

Chapter 165: Mu Zhi’an’s Inner Grandpa × Fairy Sister ○

“Is she… the Jade Empress?” Ying Guhuan’s voice, laced with disbelief, echoed through the pavilion, drawing everyone’s attention to the girl beside Mu Zhi’an.

The name “Jade Empress” might have been unfamiliar to ordinary disciples, but the Peak Masters had all heard of her.

She was one of the few Dao Integration experts in the world.

The Jade Empress had been the founding Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land in the Eastern Realm. She was proficient in all forms of art, especially the guqin. Countless young cultivators had pursued her, but her cultivation speed had quickly surpassed her peers.

Her life had been a legend. Ying Guhuan had only heard of her from the Demon Realm Empress during her time in the Demon Realm.

She hadn’t expected to encounter her here, within the Two Polarities Sect.

And the fact that she was possessing Ye Qian’s body… it meant she was in an extremely weakened state…

As the Peak Masters pondered this revelation, the green-clad fairy in the Pilgrimage Palace looked up towards the pavilion.

Her emerald eyes, calm and piercing, instantly snapped them out of their thoughts.

“It really is the Jade Empress…” Yan Ruyu murmured, her gaze fixed on “Ye Qian,” whose aura was completely different from before. “Could it be that she’s the one who resides within the Dongtian beneath the Pilgrimage Palace?”

“But why is she at the Pilgrimage Palace? I’ve been at the sect for years, and I’ve never heard of her residing here,” Ning Yuan said, frowning.

And… why was she possessing Ye Qian’s body?

“The real question is why she’s strolling through a peach blossom forest with a disciple,” Yu Ziyan remarked.

The Peak Masters, sensing her displeasure, refrained from approaching them. They simply observed from afar, their voices hushed as they discussed the situation.

“And her aura… it’s faint, as if only a sliver of her consciousness remains,” Yan Ruyu said.

As a former disciple of Dao Peak, she possessed a keen sense of spiritual energy.

Silence descended upon the pavilion.

With the Jade Empress’s strength, few in the world could rival her. And now she was reduced to a mere wisp of consciousness?

Even so, her presence was still intimidating.

“Regardless, let’s observe for now and refrain from disturbing them,” Ying Guhuan said after a moment of silence.

The other Peak Masters nodded in agreement.

…

Pilgrimage Palace.

Mu Zhi’an strolled through the peach blossom forest, glancing at his personal interface.

The black glow emanating from the “Friend of the Antagonists” title had faded.

It meant that the Jade Empress’s rebuke had suppressed the demon within the Pilgrimage Palace. That was why he no longer heard the eerie voice.

He studied the green-clad fairy beside him.

Though she was possessing Ye Qian’s body, her aura and demeanor were completely different. She was breathtakingly beautiful, her every movement graceful and elegant. Her ethereal beauty and her formidable power filled him with a sense of awe, despite his LSP tendencies.

He couldn’t help but imagine what she would look like, blushing and shy, in bed.

Dao Integration experts are truly on another level… It’s a shame she’s nearing her end.

He sighed inwardly, admiring her beauty.

She surveyed her surroundings, her gaze lingering on the peach blossom forest, the elegant pavilions, and the tranquil atmosphere.

“There were no peach blossoms in the Pilgrimage Palace before. This place has changed,” she remarked softly.

A gentle breeze rustled her skirt, carrying a faint, refreshing fragrance that calmed the heart.

“Perhaps someone planted them later,” he replied, glancing at her. “That demon is truly terrifying. Just hearing its voice sent shivers down my spine. Your ability to seal it within the Pilgrimage Palace is admirable, Fairy Sister.”

She chuckled, her gaze meeting his. “There’s no need for flattery, young friend. If you have any questions, simply ask.”

He wasn’t embarrassed by her bluntness. “You’re truly perceptive, Fairy Sister. You see right through me,” he said with a respectful smile.

He paused, his gaze returning to the peach blossoms. “When I first visited the Pilgrimage Palace, I heard the demon’s voice. But after the Sect Master performed a ritual at the altar, the voice disappeared,” he said, getting to the point.

“I was curious. The other disciples didn’t seem to hear it. Why could I?”

Was it because of the “Friend of the Antagonists” title?

It was a possibility, but he wanted confirmation.

“The demon can only sense those with a similar aura,” she explained calmly.

He froze, staring at her flawless profile. “Similar…?”

I share a similar aura with an ancient demon…?

“Sharing a similar aura doesn’t necessarily make you a demon. It simply means the demon senses something familiar within you,” she clarified.

He stared at her, his mind racing as he tried to figure out what had attracted the demon’s attention.

Do you like it…? I can change…

“What is the demon’s identity?” he asked.

She glanced at him, her voice soft. “A demonic cultivator from the Demon Realm.”

What’s his name…? He wanted to ask, but he held back.

She clearly didn’t want to reveal his identity, so there was no point in pressing the issue.

They continued their stroll, and he noticed a faint green glow emanating from her, her form becoming even more ethereal.

“Your consciousness is weakening,” he remarked, his voice filled with concern.

She glanced at him, surprised. “You have a keen sense of spiritual energy.”

Her consciousness was indeed fading. At this rate, it would completely dissipate within six months.

However, she had already accepted her fate.

“Is there anything I can do to help, Senior?” he asked, his gaze lingering on her beautiful face.

She hesitated, her lips parting slightly as if she wanted to speak. However, she ultimately held back, her pride preventing her from voicing her request.

She knew why the Sect Master had sent him here.

She no longer possessed a cultivation vessel, so she couldn’t absorb external spiritual energy.

However, there was another way.

There was a method that could allow her to rebuild her body.

If she couldn’t obtain spiritual energy from the outside, she could obtain it from within.

As for how…

The thought of such a method made her, a celestial being as pure and untouchable as the moon, blush with shame.

Her silence sparked Mu Zhi’an’s curiosity.

I asked if I could help, and her response wasn’t a denial, but silence.

It made him wonder…

He remained silent, his mind racing as he considered what he could offer her.

“You said you could rebuild your body if you had spiritual energy, Fairy Sister. And you can’t absorb external spiritual energy…” he began.

“But what about internal spiritual energy? Would that work?”

She raised an eyebrow, her pace slowing as she turned to face him.

“Internal spiritual energy… that could work.”

Her usually calm eyes flickered with a hint of desperation.

She stared at him for a moment, then spoke, her voice barely a whisper. “Are you an Innate Celestial Vessel?”

As I suspected… He bowed respectfully. “You see right through me, Senior.”

“If I could use the spiritual energy from an Innate Celestial Vessel, I might be able to reconstruct my former vessel,” she said, her voice hesitant.

“However, I would need to temporarily solidify my physical form first.”

“Is there a way to do that?” he asked.

“You’ve sacrificed so much to seal that demon and protect the world, Fairy Sister. I want to help you,” he said, his voice filled with sincerity and… admiration.

However, she sensed something else in his eyes: desire.

She had seen that look countless times during her time at the Jade Pool Sacred Land. However, most of those who had looked at her that way were now buried beneath the earth.

Time was a cruel mistress, and the path of cultivation was littered with the bones of fallen geniuses.

Few reached the end. Most succumbed to the relentless march of time.

She had reached this level through a combination of talent and great destiny.

Without both, she would likely be dead.

If he can truly help me… perhaps I should give him a chance…

However, obtaining those two things… it would be incredibly difficult… “There is a sacred water in the Eastern Forbidden Zone called Rebirth Water. If I consume it, I can maintain my physical form for half a month,” she explained.

“I also need a certain herb that can only be found on the divine tree of the Jade Pool Sacred Land. However, I can handle that myself.”

“And then… then we can…”

She blushed, her usually aloof demeanor crumbling, her beauty even more captivating as a hint of vulnerability shone through. Even Mu Zhi’an, a seasoned LSP, felt his heart skip a beat.

So there’s a chance for her to recover… Fate has brought us together!

He stared at her, his mind already formulating a plan to obtain the Rebirth Water.

It wasn’t just about her beauty.

He desperately needed a “golden finger” to protect him, and she was the perfect candidate.

“I’ll find a way to obtain the Rebirth Water for you, Fairy Sister!” he declared.

Ye Lingxuan was returning to the Forbidden Zone in a month for her awakening ceremony, and he had promised to accompany her.

Perhaps he could seize that opportunity.

And if he recalled correctly, Lingxuan had mentioned being bathed in Rebirth Water as a child… Perhaps she was practically made of Rebirth Water.

Even if its effectiveness was slightly diminished, it would still be better than nothing.

However, his confident declaration surprised the Jade Empress. “Have you never heard of the Forbidden Zone?” she asked, her voice laced with concern.

Those who entered the Forbidden Zone were cursed, their lives cut short. She had hoped to discourage him, but he had readily accepted the challenge.

He’s too impulsive…

“I’ve heard of it,” he said with a smile. “But I’m going there anyway. Might as well try.”

She raised an eyebrow, her gaze filled with disbelief.

Before she could speak, a young man’s voice, surprisingly weary, interrupted them.

“Jade Empress.”

She looked up to see a young man in black robes standing before them. He wasn’t particularly handsome, but his features were pleasant. His dark eyes held a world-weariness that belied his youth.

She studied him, her eyes widening slightly as recognition dawned. “So you’ve also attached yourself to another,” she murmured.

Ye Yu…?

Mu Zhi’an also studied the young man, then quickly dismissed the thought.

No, it’s not Ye Yu. It’s the old man within him.

And it seems he knows the Jade Empress…? He listened intently to their conversation.

“An unexpected event occurred. I discovered this child, blessed by destiny, and I’m temporarily residing within him,” the old man explained with a chuckle, glancing at Mu Zhi’an.

Even he hadn’t expected the “protagonist,” Ye Yu, to be manipulated by a mere disciple back in Tianxuan City.

“What brings you here?” the Jade Empress asked.

Her voice was ethereal and captivating, her words carrying a hint of Dao that naturally drew people to her.

“Your consciousness is fading, but if you transfer it to this child’s body, you can preserve it for another six months,” the old man explained.

“Within that time, I’ll find a way to rebuild your cultivation vessel.”

She raised an eyebrow. “You can rebuild a cultivation vessel?”

“Believe it or not, it’s up to you,” he said calmly. “It’s better to try than to give up, isn’t it?”

She pondered his offer, her eyes flickering with uncertainty.

If she hadn’t met Mu Zhi’an, she might have considered it.

After all, with the old man’s power and connections, he might actually be able to accomplish it.

However, compared to Ye Yu, Mu Zhi’an’s Innate Celestial Vessel was a more tangible solution.

But relying on Mu Zhi’an… without a foundation of trust and affection… it felt… wrong.

“I’ve already made a promise to this young friend,” she said after a moment of silence, rejecting the old man’s offer.

He studied Mu Zhi’an, then chuckled, shaking his head. “You believe this young master can obtain the Rebirth Water from the Forbidden Zone?”

He clearly knew what she needed to rebuild her body.

The Jade Pool Sacred Land wouldn’t be a problem. As the founding Holy Maiden, they would gladly offer her anything, even half of their resources.

After all, she was an Emperor-level expert.

If she rebuilt her cultivation vessel, the Jade Pool Sacred Land’s status in the Eastern Realm would skyrocket.

But the Rebirth Water was different.

It was a sacred treasure of the Forbidden Zone. Even cultivators who entered were cursed, let alone ordinary people.

Even at the Core Formation Realm, Mu Zhi’an would be vulnerable to the curse.

And even if he overcame the curse, the master of the Forbidden Zone wouldn’t simply hand over the Rebirth Water to a nobody like him.

The Jade Empress also knew this, but her expression remained unchanged. “That is not your concern, fellow Daoist. If I fail to obtain the Rebirth Water, it will be my own decision, not his,” she said, her voice calm and soothing.

The old man sighed inwardly.

It seemed his plan to gain something for Ye Yu had failed.

“Then I hope the young master you trust can deliver,” he said, his voice tinged with doubt.

“However, it will be a difficult task. Perhaps even impossible.”

Ye Yu, who had been silent until now, couldn’t help but interject. “Forget the Rebirth Water. He won’t even survive the curse, let alone reach the depths of the Forbidden Zone to obtain it.”

“Are you confident you can withstand the curse and return safely, Young Master Mu?” he asked, his gaze fixed on Mu Zhi’an and the beautiful fairy beside him. “Even if you somehow overcome the curse, do you really believe the master of the Forbidden Zone will grant you the Rebirth Water?”

Silence fell upon the peach blossom forest, the pink petals swaying gently in the breeze.

Then, a clear, melodic voice echoed through the air.

“If Brother Mu can’t do it, then what about me?”

Chapter 164: The Legacy of the Jade Empress!

Mu Zhi’an’s heart skipped a beat as he met the green-clad fairy’s gaze.

She’s looking at us…?

It made sense. She was likely the master of this Dongtian, and Qian’er had said she was the one who had summoned her. It wasn’t surprising that she could sense their presence from afar.

And she’s beautiful…

He turned to Ye Qian. “Let’s go,” he said.

He led her towards the pavilion.

As they approached, they noticed something strange. The fairy, who should have been inside the pavilion, was nowhere to be seen.

Is she playing hide-and-seek with us…? He thought, ascending the stairs and entering the pavilion. He reached the spot where she had been playing the guqin, but she was gone.

“She’s in there,” Ye Qian said, pointing towards a room within the pavilion.

She walked over and opened the third door, revealing not another room, but an ancient hall.

In the center of the hall was a pond, and in the middle of the pond bloomed a verdant lotus. The fairy, her back to them, stood gracefully on the lotus, her figure ethereal and beautiful.

Despite her beauty, Mu Zhi’an maintained a respectful demeanor. “Were you the one who summoned us to this Dongtian, Senior?” he asked.

She turned to face them, her long hair cascading down her back, her eyes fixed on Ye Qian.

“You’ve finally arrived,” she said, her voice soft and melodic, the same voice he had heard outside the Pilgrimage Palace.

“May I ask who you are, Senior…?” he asked, studying her curiously.

She glanced at him, a faint smile playing on her lips. “You may call me the Jade Empress.”

The Jade Empress?

I’ve never heard of her… He searched his memories, but the name was unfamiliar.

“Thank you for the opportunity you bestowed upon me, Senior,” he said, bowing respectfully.

He hadn’t forgotten her kindness. Her gift had played a significant role in his swift breakthrough to the Core Formation Realm.

As for her motive… it was likely related to Ye Qian.

After all, she had summoned Qian’er for a reason.

The Jade Empress smiled, her gaze returning to Ye Qian. “Come closer, little one,” she said gently.

Qian’er hesitated, glancing at Mu Zhi’an before approaching the pond.

As she drew closer, she finally saw the fairy’s face.

She was breathtaking. Her green dress, cinched at the waist with a delicate sash, accentuated her slender figure. Her skin was flawless, almost translucent, her emerald eyes both captivating and serene. She exuded an aura of ethereal beauty that discouraged any impure thoughts.

“You’re so beautiful, Senior…” Qian’er said, her voice filled with genuine admiration.

“Thank you,” the Jade Empress replied, her lips curving into a gentle smile.

No woman could resist a compliment, especially from her chosen successor.

“Senior, your body seems…” Mu Zhi’an began, noticing something amiss.

Though his Innate Spiritual Body wasn’t as sensitive as Ye Lingxuan’s, he could sense that the Jade Empress’s form was faint and ethereal, as if she were about to fade away.

“My physical body has withered away. Only a sliver of my consciousness remains,” she explained, her smile tinged with sadness.

Even Mu Zhi’an, a seasoned LSP who had encountered countless beauties, was captivated by her ethereal charm.

Her delicate lips, her elegant nose, her long, dark eyelashes, the faint blush on her cheeks… she was a blend of ethereal beauty and alluring charm.

He had met women as beautiful as her, but he had never encountered such a captivating aura.

It’s a shame she’s only a wisp of consciousness… He thought, his gaze lingering on her.

“I’ve heard that Nascent Soul cultivators can create a sliver of consciousness that can rebuild their physical body if it survives. Is there a way for you to recover, Senior?” Ye Qian asked, her voice filled with concern.

“I would have tried it already if it were possible. However, my situation is unique. If I could receive a surge of spiritual energy, I might be able to reconstruct my body,” the Jade Empress explained, shaking her head.

“But I don’t even have a cultivation vessel. How can I rebuild myself?”

She raised her hand, revealing a verdant seed in her palm.

“Consume this, and you will inherit my legacy. Perhaps you, child, can restore the name of the Jade Empress to its former glory.”

Qian’er looked up at her, confused. “Why did you choose me, Senior…?”

“We are connected by fate, child. And our personalities are compatible,” the Jade Empress replied with a smile.

She then turned her gaze towards a distant point.

“She likely allowed you to enter because she knew this would happen.”

She…? Mu Zhi’an followed her gaze.

It was directed towards Two Polarities Peak.

Could it be that Shang Yanfei orchestrated our arrival here…?

He had interacted with the Sect Master before, and he had found her to be unfathomable, both in terms of her… assets and her personality. He still couldn’t figure her out.

If she had anticipated their arrival at the Pilgrimage Palace, did that mean she possessed a divination ability similar to the Peak of Celestial Secrets?

He watched as Ye Qian accepted the seed and consumed it, his mind racing.

The Jade Empress turned her attention to him.

“Little one, as a reward for bringing this child to me, I offer you these six Seeds of Dao Realization,” she said, extending her hand.

Six emerald seeds, resembling pills, floated towards him.

He caught them instinctively.

“Each seed contains a sliver of the Great Dao. Consume one, and it will aid you greatly when you reach the Soul Transformation Realm. If consumed before then, it will help you overcome a bottleneck in your cultivation,” she explained calmly.

“Thank you, Fairy Sister!” he said, bowing respectfully.

He understood the value of these seeds.

She was likely aware of her impending demise and wanted to leave behind her legacy.

“You may consume one now. Your little girlfriend will need to remain here for three hours. I will personally oversee her progress.”

He thanked her again, then noticed her translucent form, sighing inwardly.

What a shame such a beauty has to fade away…

He couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret as his gaze lingered on her ample bosom. He was about to sit down and consume a seed when a chilling voice echoed in his mind.

“Little one, come here…”

The voice was faint, but in the silence of the hall, it was as if a ghost was whispering in his ear. He shuddered, goosebumps erupting on his skin.

His suspicions were correct. The Pilgrimage Palace housed an evil being!

And it was here, within this hall!

“Come here…”

The Jade Empress opened her eyes, her voice sharp. “Silence.”

The voice faded away.

Then, another voice, cold and menacing, echoed through the hall. “Jade Empress, you spent a thousand years draining me, leaving me a withered husk. And what have you gained? No one will remember you. No one will sing your praises. You will simply fade away, alone and forgotten!”

The voice dissipated, but the Jade Empress’s expression remained unchanged.

“What was that…?” Mu Zhi’an asked cautiously.

“A demon sealed here a thousand years ago. Pay it no mind. It will cease to exist within a century,” she replied calmly.

“Even without me, it cannot break free.”

So the entity within this hall is truly a powerful antagonist… And the Jade Empress sealed it here?

He stared at her, his respect growing.

He couldn’t imagine sacrificing himself to seal a demon and protect the world.

But he admired those who did.

Even if he couldn’t do it himself, he could at least offer his respect.

“Consume the Seed of Dao Realization. Ignore the demon’s ramblings,” she said, her gaze fixed on Ye Qian, who was meditating. “I will protect you both.”

He nodded, pushing aside his thoughts and retrieving a plain-looking seed.

No one would guess its true nature by its appearance.

If the other cultivators knew, they would fight tooth and nail for it.

And he had six!

He swallowed the seed and closed his eyes, focusing on absorbing its energy.

It took him nearly half an hour to fully refine the seed.

He could sense the sliver of spiritual energy it had produced circulating within his body.

“Absorb it into your vessel,” the Jade Empress instructed.

He focused, guiding the wisp of energy towards his cultivation vessel.

The energy, like a plume of smoke, hovered before his vessel, then, before he could react, it shot towards his other vessel and vanished.

…

What the…?!

Even his usually calm demeanor crumbled.

He had painstakingly refined the seed, and his other vessel had stolen it?!

And he couldn’t control his other vessel.

He had gained absolutely nothing from the seed.

Well, not exactly… The next time he cultivated with Bai Ruoxi, the energy from the seed would likely transfer to her.

As the energy from the Seed of Dao Realization entered his other vessel, a surge of spiritual energy, infused with the aura of the Heavenly Dao, erupted from within him.

The Jade Empress opened her eyes, her lips parting slightly. A look of shock, a rare sight on her usually serene face, flashed across her features.

“…An Innate Celestial Vessel?”

Her shock quickly gave way to understanding.

So this is why the Sect Master sent him here… ?

To prolong her existence through such a method…

She closed her eyes, her expression returning to its usual aloofness.

Mu Zhi’an sighed inwardly, watching Ye Qian, who was still receiving the inheritance. He closed his eyes and focused on his cultivation, patiently waiting for her to finish.

He was surprisingly calm. He had actually considered the possibility of the seed’s energy ending up in his other vessel.

After all, his role seemed to be that of a “divine support.”

But it was still frustrating.

He calmed his mind and focused on his meditation.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt a gaze on him.

He opened his eyes.

He was met with Ye Qian’s emerald gaze.

Her usually calm eyes held a hint of warmth.

He frowned, then realized. “You’re not Qian’er, are you…?”

“She’s too kind. She asked me to experience the outside world before I fade away, so she lent me her consciousness,” the “Ye Qian” replied with a smile.

“I haven’t left this place in a long time. It would be nice to experience the world again. At least I’ll have no regrets.”

She turned to him. “Would you accompany me, young friend?”

For a proud being like her, this was a rare invitation.

He bowed immediately. “It would be my honor, Senior.”

She smiled, but her gaze held a strange complexity.

As they left the hall, they found a group of disciples who had returned empty-handed from the other caves.

He spotted An Lingyue, the eldest Senior Sister of Boundless Sea Peak, among them.

Song Ziyang, standing beside her, glared at him, his eyes filled with envy. He couldn’t help but resent the man who had won Bai Ruoxi’s heart, despite his seemingly average abilities.

And it wasn’t just Bai Ruoxi.

He was close to three inner disciples!

And Ye Qian should know about her sister’s relationship with Mu Zhi’an. Why was she still so affectionate towards him…?

What kind of charm did this man possess to capture the hearts of both sisters?

His gaze shifted to Ye Qian, then he froze.

Something about her… her aura, her demeanor… it was different from before they had entered the Dongtian.

He narrowed his eyes, transmitting his voice to his sister, who was standing nearby. “Ziyi, I need you to do something for me…”

If this wasn’t truly Ye Qian, did that mean she had been possessed by something, perhaps a demon?

And did Mu Zhi’an know?

Song Ziyang wasn’t the only one watching Mu Zhi’an.

Ye Yu, who had returned empty-handed from the sixth cave, was also observing him.

He knew that Mu Zhi’an wasn’t one to give up easily, yet he was leaving the Dongtian so soon… Did that mean he had already found something?

“Master, what’s wrong?” he asked, sensing the old man’s surprise.

“Your sister… she seems to be possessed,” the old man’s voice replied.

Ye Yu’s eyes widened as he stared at the girl beside Mu Zhi’an.

She looked the same.

However, now that Master had pointed it out, he could sense something was amiss.

That aura… it wasn’t Qian’er’s!

Which cave did Mu Zhi’an enter?

What happened inside?

His mind raced as he watched them depart.

…

High above, in the elegant pavilion, the Peak Masters, who had been waiting, also noticed their departure.

In addition to the three Peak Masters and the Master of the Book Pavilion, Ning Yuan, the Peak Master of Drunken Dream Peak, was also present. He had come to ensure his disciples’ safety.

He frowned as he saw Mu Zhi’an, his gaze sharp and calculating.

He had heard about Mu Zhi’an from his disciple, Ye Yu, and his impression wasn’t favorable.

After all, stealing another man’s wife and deceiving his sisters were despicable acts.

What did Senior Ling Long see in him?

“Ye Qian’s spiritual energy has changed. It seems she’s received some sort of opportunity within the Dongtian,” Yan Ruyu remarked, noticing the subtle shift in the girl’s aura.

“Congratulations, Junior Sister Yu. It seems Dao Peak has gained another prodigy,” Yu Xuanji said with a smile, turning to Yu Ziyan.

However, Yu Ziyan remained silent, her gaze fixed on Ye Qian, her voice laced with uncertainty. “Why do I feel like something’s… wrong with her…?”

Ying Guhuan watched them intently, her eyes narrowed.

Suddenly, as if struck by a realization, her expression shifted, and she dropped her teacup, shattering it on the floor.

She stood up abruptly.

“…The Jade Empress?!”

The other Peak Masters’ expressions also changed upon hearing that name.