Category: It turns out, they are the protagonists

Chapter 153: The Truth is Out: I’m an Innate Celestial Vessel

Standing among the crowd, the Third Prince watched Bai Ruoxi’s pale face and Mu Zhi’an’s solicitous gestures with a smirk.

Though his plan had failed, it had confirmed one thing: the Tribulation Cloud Pill could indeed be used to manipulate tribulations.

Unfortunately, the pill’s recipe was incredibly rare, and he only had one.

He wondered where that disciple had obtained it.

A pang of regret stabbed at his heart.

Even though his plan had failed, and Mu Zhi’an remained unharmed… what about Bai Ruoxi?

A proud man like Mu Zhi’an, witnessing his beloved woman suffering while he remained powerless… it would be a fate worse than death.

As for the so-called divination technique… he wasn’t concerned.

He wouldn’t have dared to appear here without taking precautions.

He had been carrying a talisman that shielded him from divination techniques from the start.

Meanwhile, Mu Zhi’an’s words caused a stir among the disciples.

“Junior Brother Mu, what do you mean? Could you elaborate?”

“Yes, you claim that someone sabotaged Lady Bai’s tribulation. Do you have any evidence?”

Most wouldn’t connect Bai Ruoxi’s tribulation to a pill.

After all, the Tribulation Cloud Pill was incredibly rare. If not for Ye Lingxuan’s earlier words, Mu Zhi’an, even suspecting foul play, wouldn’t have considered such an obscure possibility.

Three Peak Masters gracefully descended from the sky: Yi Hao, Ren Kaitai, the Peak Master of Metamorphic Jewel Peak, and Ning Shuwen, the Vice Peak Master of Metamorphic Jewel Peak.

Yi Hao addressed Mu Zhi’an. “Explain yourself.”

Mu Zhi’an, his arm still around Bai Ruoxi, bowed respectfully. “Peak Masters, I believe someone deliberately sabotaged Lady Bai’s tribulation, intending to harm her.”

“As for the reason…”

He paused, then continued, “A Core Formation tribulation consists of only six bolts of lightning. However, Ruoxi faced eight… Has such a thing ever happened before?”

“Never,” Yi Hao replied.

He frowned, then nodded slowly, seemingly agreeing with Mu Zhi’an’s assessment.

Ren Kaitai raised an eyebrow, studying Mu Zhi’an silently.

He wasn’t eager to get involved in this mess…

However, the talented disciple he had recently accepted was Mu Zhi’an’s maid…

Ren Kaitai cherished Wei Mengrou, who possessed extraordinary talent despite her misfortune. He had gifted her numerous pills in addition to her monthly allowance as an inner disciple.

It was all because of her talent.

“If this tribulation was indeed a deliberate act of sabotage, I will personally see that justice is served!” Ren Kaitai said, his voice gentle yet firm.

“Thank you, Peak Masters,” Mu Zhi’an replied gratefully.

“What do you propose we do?” Yi Hao asked.

“I request that you use your divination techniques to question each disciple individually. Ask them if they had anything to do with Lady Bai’s tribulation,” he replied.

It would be a tedious and time-consuming process, but if this matter wasn’t handled properly, it might happen again.

Considering Mu Zhi’an’s value and his connections to their disciples, the three Peak Masters agreed.

As the Peak Masters began questioning the disciples one by one, Mu Zhi’an led Bai Ruoxi to a nearby stone bench.

“My dear, what’s going on…?” she asked softly, leaning against him.

“Didn’t you realize something was wrong with your tribulation?” he asked, his gaze fixed on the Peak Masters.

She frowned, then nodded slowly. “I did.”

“But can they really find the culprit this way?”

As they spoke, Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian approached, their hands intertwined.

Witnessing Bai Ruoxi’s weakened state and her intimate gesture with Mu Zhi’an, they refrained from commenting.

However, their expressions were complex.

Ye Lingxuan retrieved an exquisite wooden box, opened it, and offered Bai Ruoxi a pill. “Sister Bai, this is an Essence Restoration Pill. It will help you recover your spiritual energy faster,” she said softly.

Bai Ruoxi looked up at the kind and gentle girl, her heart warming at the genuine concern in her eyes. “Thank you, Lingxuan,” she said, accepting the pill.

Lingxuan smiled faintly.

It’s nice that they’re getting along… Mu Zhi’an thought, his heart filled with contentment.

“Brother Mu, can divination techniques really identify the person who harmed Sister Bai?” Ye Qian asked softly.

He glanced at the disciples being questioned, then said, “It’s unlikely.”

“Anyone with half a brain would have anticipated this.”

Bai Ruoxi looked at him. “Then why…”

He seemed to know what she wanted to ask. He stared at the crowd, his gaze settling on a specific figure.

“Divination techniques might not reveal the culprit, but if we already know who it is, there are plenty of ways to expose them.”

…

“Next.”

Yi Hao watched as the disciples approached one by one, his brow furrowed with frustration.

Even he had realized the problem.

The culprit might not be among these disciples!

Or perhaps the person responsible was present, but had taken measures to counter divination techniques.

If they let the culprit escape… it might happen again.

Ren Kaitai also realized the issue, his expression growing serious.

Suddenly, a voice reached Yi Hao’s ears through a discreet transmission.

He froze, glancing at Mu Zhi’an, who had sent the message.

He pondered for a moment, then nodded subtly, averting his gaze.

“Next.”

Another disciple stepped forward.

Ye Yu.

“Did you have anything to do with Junior Sister Bai’s tribulation today?” Yi Hao asked, his eyes glowing gold as he activated the divination technique.

Ye Yu’s aura came into focus.

If he lied, his aura would darken.

However, this technique was useless against Ye Yu, who was innocent.

He had nothing to do with this matter.

“I—”

“Wait!”

Mu Zhi’an’s voice rang out, drawing everyone’s attention.

Ye Yu frowned. “Young Master Mu, the Peak Masters are currently investigating the sabotage of Lady Bai’s tribulation. Why are you interrupting?”

“Lady Bai is a dear friend. Someone deliberately caused her to face eight bolts of lightning.”

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. “And whoever did this likely anticipated the use of divination techniques.”

Ren Kaitai and Ning Shuwen nodded in agreement.

“Are you suggesting you have a way to find the culprit, Young Master Mu?” Ye Yu asked, his voice laced with mockery.

What could a newly accepted disciple do that the Peak Masters couldn’t?

“Indeed, I do,” Mu Zhi’an replied calmly.

His words caused a stir.

Ye Yu frowned, unsure of what Mu Zhi’an was up to.

Mu Zhi’an approached the Peak Masters and offered them a pill.

“Peak Masters, this is a Restoration Pill. Anyone who consumes it will temporarily lose the effects of all talismans and secret techniques for a period of time.”

He turned to Ye Yu, a smile playing on his lips. “Young Master Ye, would you be willing to consume this pill and answer our questions again?”

Ye Yu frowned. “I’ve never heard of a Restoration Pill. What is it?”

“There are thousands of pills in this world. Are you claiming to be an alchemy master who knows them all, Young Master Ye?” Mu Zhi’an countered with a smile.

Ye Yu was speechless.

Countless pill recipes remained unknown to even the most experienced alchemists. How could he, a novice alchemist, claim to know them all?

However, he couldn’t lose face in front of his sisters. “Now that you mention it, I believe I’ve heard of this pill before,” he said coldly.

“After all, you are an alchemist, Young Master Ye,” Mu Zhi’an said with a smile.

Ye Yu was surprised by the unexpected compliment.

He glanced at Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian, who were sitting with Bai Ruoxi. However, their gazes remained fixed on Mu Zhi’an.

His brief moment of satisfaction vanished. He turned back to Mu Zhi’an, his voice cold. “I know what the Restoration Pill does, but how can I be sure you haven’t tampered with it?”

“I wouldn’t dare do such a thing in front of the Peak Masters. If you’re unsure, they can examine it first,” Mu Zhi’an replied calmly.

Yi Hao summoned the pill with a wave of his hand and examined it. He glanced at Mu Zhi’an, his eyes flickering with surprise.

The two Peak Masters from Metamorphic Jewel Peak also studied the pill, then exchanged glances before looking away.

“There’s nothing wrong with this pill. It won’t harm you,” Yi Hao said.

Reluctantly, Ye Yu accepted the pill and swallowed it.

After a brief pause, Yi Hao ignited a talisman, enhancing his divination technique. He stared into Ye Yu’s eyes. “Did you have anything to do with Bai Ruoxi’s tribulation today?”

“No,” Ye Yu replied, his voice firm and unwavering.

The divination technique revealed nothing.

“Are you satisfied now?” he asked Mu Zhi’an, his voice laced with irritation.

“Indeed.”

Mu Zhi’an smiled, then turned his gaze towards the handsome young man in the four-clawed python robe.

“Your Highness, it’s your turn.”

He produced another Restoration Pill.

Panic flashed in the Third Prince’s eyes, his hand clenching into a fist within his sleeve.

He was caught.

The foolish prince had believed his preparations were flawless, even taking measures to shield himself from divination techniques. However, he hadn’t anticipated a pill that could counter his methods!

Seeing his hesitation, Yi Hao frowned. “Ning Long, what are you waiting for?”

Whispers rippled through the crowd, the Third Prince’s reluctance fueling their suspicions.

The whispers snapped him out of his daze. He glared at Mu Zhi’an.

Him again… it’s always Mu Zhi’an!

If not for Mu Zhi’an, even the Peak Masters wouldn’t have been able to identify the culprit. After all, there were so many people present at the Pilgrimage Palace. It would have been impossible to investigate.

But now…

A single pill had turned the tables!

Ning Shuwen frowned, his gaze fixed on the ashen-faced prince. “Ning Long, what’s wrong with you?”

Seeing his continued hesitation and his hateful glare at Mu Zhi’an, the three Peak Masters had their answer.

“Mu Zhi’an!” the Third Prince roared, his eyes blazing with fury.

Yi Hao’s expression turned icy. “This is a serious offense. I will personally escort you to the Enforcement Hall!”

Sending a disciple to the Enforcement Hall was essentially a death sentence for their sect career. They would face severe punishment and interrogation.

With a wave of his hand, Yi Hao whisked the Third Prince away.

Mu Zhi’an watched them leave, his expression unreadable.

He hadn’t said a word throughout the ordeal. There was no need.

Yi Hao would handle it.

After all, the Immortal Ascension Ceremony was only a few months away.

And Bai Ruoxi was crucial to Boundless Sea Peak’s chances of finally breaking free from their last-place ranking.

Knowing how furious Yi Hao was about this sabotage…

Mu Zhi’an turned to the crowd and bowed. “My apologies for the disturbance, Senior Brothers and Sisters. If you ever need anything, please don’t hesitate to ask. I’ll do my best to help.”

Though they knew it was just a polite gesture, his humble and courteous demeanor earned him their favor. They returned the bow.

As the disciples dispersed, Mu Zhi’an returned to the stone bench and looked at Bai Ruoxi. “Can you walk?” he asked, his voice filled with concern.

Her color had returned slightly, a faint blush replacing her earlier pallor. “I’m fine… but it will take a day or two for my spiritual energy to fully recover,” she replied, nodding weakly.

It won’t take that long… He glanced at her, then quickly averted his gaze, remembering the presence of the Ye sisters.

He had to maintain a certain level of decorum.

“You’re always helping me, my dear. I’m so sorry to burden you again…” she said, her voice filled with guilt.

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Don’t say that. We’re in this together.”

“Just focus on your cultivation. Leave everything else to me.”

He turned to the Ye sisters, his voice softening. “The same goes for you two. If you encounter any trouble, Brother Mu will help you.”

Whether it was the Ye sisters or Bai Ruoxi, they were all incredibly talented. The stronger they became, the more beneficial it would be for him.

Once he had nurtured these “baby orcas” in his pond, his life would be much easier.

His own cultivation progress might be slow, but he could accelerate theirs.

What’s wrong with being a kept man?

“Those pills you gave them… weren’t those just ordinary beans you feed Senior Lin Ling?” Bai Ruoxi asked softly. “What would you have done if the Third Prince had actually consumed one?”

The Restoration Pill… it had been a bluff.

He had given them ordinary beans, one of Ling Long’s favorite snacks.

The three Peak Masters had known, but they had chosen not to expose him.

He shook his head. “If you know who the culprit is, there are plenty of ways to expose their crimes.”

He looked up and saw two figures approaching.

The Peak Master of Dao Peak and the founding Peak Master of Boundless Sea Peak.

They had likely heard about the incident and had come to investigate.

He bowed to them, then prepared to leave with Bai Ruoxi and the Ye sisters.

Ye Yu, watching their harmonious interactions, finally snapped. “Lady Bai’s cultivation progress since arriving at the sect has been astounding. I’m quite envious. Do you have any special techniques?” he asked, his voice laced with a subtle challenge.

That idiot, the Third Prince, had used such a risky method to sabotage Bai Ruoxi. If he had been caught, his reputation would have been ruined.

His approach was much simpler and far more effective!

His words drew the attention of the departing disciples. Mu Zhi’an turned towards the black-robed figure, his gaze steady.

Ye Lingxuan frowned, her hand tightening around Ye Qian’s.

She had once held some familial affection for Ye Yu, but his repeated attempts to sabotage Mu Zhi’an had turned that affection into disgust.

Yu Ziyan and Ying Guhuan landed gracefully, their gazes settling on Ye Yu.

They had investigated Mu Zhi’an’s past and were aware of the deep animosity between him and Ye Yu.

Mu Zhi’an’s expression remained calm. “What do you mean by that, Young Master Ye?” he asked.

“Are you suggesting there’s a shortcut to cultivation?”

Ye Yu chuckled. “There are no shortcuts in cultivation.”

His tone shifted. “However, I once possessed a Heavenly Dao Aura. It mysteriously vanished in the Dragon Head Forest after my encounter with Young Master Mu.”

“I initially suspected that Young Master Mu had obtained it.”

“But now, I’m considering another possibility.”

He stared at Mu Zhi’an, hoping to see a flicker of panic.

If the matter of the Heavenly Dao Aura was exposed, people would view Mu Zhi’an differently. Even if no one within the sect dared to harm him, there was no telling what might happen during missions outside the sect.

Ying Guhuan narrowed her eyes, her gaze lingering on the pale and weakened Bai Ruoxi.

“Lady Bai has only been at the sect for a short time, yet she’s already reached the Third Stage of Core Formation… I can’t help but wonder if the Heavenly Dao Aura I lost that day is now within you,” Ye Yu said, his voice laced with a subtle accusation.

Bai Ruoxi remained silent, biting her lip as her grip on Mu Zhi’an’s hand tightened.

However, her weakened state rendered her gesture feeble.

Realization dawned on Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian.

So that’s why Brother Ye Yu’s cultivation had accelerated so rapidly… The Heavenly Dao Aura had been with him.

And after he had lost it, Bai Ruoxi had somehow obtained it.

That explained her monstrous cultivation speed.

Ye Yu smirked inwardly, observing Bai Ruoxi’s silence and her weakened state.

Even if he couldn’t reclaim the Heavenly Dao Aura, he wouldn’t let Mu Zhi’an benefit from it.

“I’m not demanding that Lady Bai surrender the Heavenly Dao Aura. I’m simply curious. Please don’t misunderstand,” he said with a smile.

However, once the demonic cultivator within the sect learned of the Heavenly Dao Aura’s presence within Bai Ruoxi, they would stop at nothing to obtain it.

And that would create a huge problem for Mu Zhi’an.

After a long silence, Mu Zhi’an sighed.

“You’re right, Young Master Ye. The Heavenly Dao Aura is with us,” he said, meeting the gazes of the two Peak Masters.

Ye Yu was stunned by his honesty.

Even Ying Guhuan narrowed her eyes, her gaze fixed on Mu Zhi’an.

“However, it’s not with Ruoxi.”

Ye Yu frowned, confused by Mu Zhi’an’s words.

Ying Guhuan watched him silently, awaiting his explanation.

Under their intense scrutiny, Mu Zhi’an sighed again.

“The Heavenly Dao Aura… is within my vessel.”

He looked at Ying Guhuan and Yu Ziyan, bowing respectfully. “Peak Masters, your suspicions were correct.”

“……”

Silence descended upon the plaza.

Then, the two Peak Masters, accustomed to handling major events, felt their hearts race, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Chapter 152: If You Want to Make a Scene, Go All Out

Are they trying to harvest the cabbage already?

Mu Zhi’an’s mind raced as he met their gazes.

But I haven’t even reached the Core Formation Realm yet! What good would harvesting me do now…?

Senior Sister is the best. She’s always so aloof and has no ulterior motives… He bowed respectfully. “Greetings, Peak Masters.”

He nodded to Lan Mulian.

“Senior Sister.”

She simply hummed in acknowledgment, then bowed to the silver-haired beauty behind him. “Senior Ling Long.”

The three Peak Masters also bowed respectfully to Lin Ling.

She simply chirped, “Aaa,” seemingly uninterested in the situation. She glared at the three Peak Masters, recalling Mu Zhi’an’s earlier words.

If he was taken away, who would prepare her meals?

“Master Yan, what brings you all here?” Mu Zhi’an asked, his gaze lingering on Yan Ruyu.

“We sensed a disturbance and came to investigate,” she replied with a smile, her true intentions hidden.

After all, with others present, she couldn’t very well state her purpose outright.

However, it was surprising to see even Yi Hao’s Master here…

“How is your cultivation progressing?” she asked, her voice filled with concern.

“Thanks to your pills and the pills from the other Peak Masters, I’ve reached the Eighth Stage of Foundation Establishment,” he replied with a smile.

Eighth Stage… his progress is quite fast.

She nodded approvingly.

Ying Guhuan narrowed her eyes, a playful smile gracing her lips. “I sensed an unusual spiritual aura emanating from here while I was at the back mountain of Boundless Sea Peak, but it disappeared by the time I arrived.”

“Do you know why that might be, Young Master Mu?”

Their gazes settled on him.

Lan Mulian’s expression remained unchanged, but her eyes flickered towards Mu Zhi’an.

The proud Senior Sister had no interest in his Innate Celestial Vessel, but she cared about his well-being. She didn’t want him to be exploited by these three “Great White Sharks.”

“An unusual spiritual aura?” he asked, feigning confusion.

His bewildered expression might have fooled those who didn’t know him well.

However, these women were cunning foxes. Even if they couldn’t see through his act, they could guess.

“Senior Lin Ling said she had an opportunity for me and brought me to her Dongtian. I’ve been meditating ever since.”

He paused, then continued, “Could the ‘unusual spiritual aura’ you sensed have come from Senior Lin Ling?”

His words dispelled their suspicions.

They had initially suspected that his Innate Celestial Vessel had undergone another transformation, but despite their subtle probing, they couldn’t detect anything unusual.

Therefore, they had no choice but to accept his explanation, however reluctantly.

After all, a unique being like Lin Ling could very well emit an aura similar to that of an Innate Celestial Vessel during cultivation.

Yan Ruyu studied him silently, then reached out to touch him.

Suddenly, Lin Ling grabbed his shoulder and pulled him behind her, protectively shielding him like a mother hen guarding her chicks.

Yan Ruyu stared at her, surprised.

It was the first time she had seen Lin Ling behave this way.

“Senior Lin Ling experienced something unsettling in her Dongtian today. She’s feeling a bit insecure,” Mu Zhi’an transmitted his voice to Yan Ruyu. “Master Yan, I’ll cultivate diligently and reach the Core Formation Realm soon. I’ll bring glory to the Book Pavilion. Please rest assured!”

So his Innate Celestial Vessel hasn’t changed… Yan Ruyu confirmed once again, but she couldn’t detect the alluring aura she had sensed earlier. She was disappointed.

However, she consoled herself with the thought that his Innate Celestial Vessel would still be effective once he reached the Core Formation Realm.

Besides, she wasn’t entirely comfortable with the idea of using him to advance her cultivation.

After all, this innocent young man respected her deeply.

How would he feel if he discovered that the Master he admired and trusted was actually…

Guilt gnawed at her. “I have faith in your talent, Mu Zhi’an. If you encounter any difficulties in your cultivation, come to the Shao Le Residence,” she said with a smile.

She stared at the seemingly fragile young man, her guilt morphing into a strange sense of pleasure.

Yu Ziyan smiled warmly. “As I mentioned before, Mu Zhi’an, my Junior Sister and I share a close bond, so Dao Peak is like another home for you. Don’t hesitate to visit if you need anything.”

She was slightly disappointed that she couldn’t sense the alluring aura from his Innate Celestial Vessel.

However, it didn’t matter. Even without the amplified aura, his constitution was still incredibly valuable.

Yan Ruyu glared at her Senior Sister, who was usually aloof and distant in front of the other disciples, yet acting like a friendly older sister towards Mu Zhi’an. “Don’t be fooled by her sweet words, Mu Zhi’an,” she transmitted her voice. “My Senior Sister is a cunning fox.”

Yes, yes, the Peak Master of Dao Peak is only after my body. Only Master Yan truly cares about me… He nodded subtly. “I understand, Master Yan.”

Satisfied, she turned away.

Ying Guhuan remained silent, her gaze lingering on Mu Zhi’an.

The aura she had sensed was definitely from an Innate Celestial Vessel… But despite her thorough examination, she couldn’t detect anything unusual.

Could Ling Long have done something…?

“Senior Ying, the pills you sent were very effective. I’ll cultivate diligently and reach the Core Formation Realm soon. I’ll be at your service,” Mu Zhi’an transmitted his voice to her.

She narrowed her eyes, a seductive smile gracing her lips as she replied, “My, my, what a sweet talker you are~”

“I’ll send you more pills later. If you need anything, come visit me at the back mountain.”

It didn’t matter if his Innate Celestial Vessel had undergone a transformation or not. She would know for sure once he reached the Core Formation Realm.

For now, his cultivation was her priority!

As a seasoned Peak Master, she recognized his attempt to flatter her, but she didn’t mind.

Powerful figures didn’t necessarily dislike flattery. They simply disliked blatant, insincere flattery.

Mu Zhi’an was handsome and eloquent. His repeated use of the term “Sister” pleased her immensely.

He employed the same tactic with all three Peak Masters: delay, delay, delay.

And it was surprisingly effective.

With Ling Long present, Yan Ruyu and the others didn’t linger. They offered him a few words of encouragement, urging him to focus on his cultivation, then departed.

Lan Mulian, who had remained silent throughout the encounter, glanced at him, her voice reaching his ears through a discreet transmission.

“Were you the one emitting that unusual spiritual energy earlier?”

He hesitated for a moment, then decided to answer truthfully.

“I received a destiny inheritance from Senior Ling Long, which amplified my Innate Celestial Vessel. However, I asked Senior Ling Long to seal it temporarily,” he replied.

Lan Mulian was a sharp and perceptive woman. It was best to be honest with her.

It would earn her trust.

She raised an eyebrow. “A destiny inheritance shouldn’t affect an Innate Celestial Vessel.”

“Did Ling Long give you a Heavenly Dao Aura?”

He was surprised. She knew about Ling Long’s Heavenly Dao Aura, even its effects…

I was right not to hide anything from Senior Sister. She knows too much…

He nodded. “The destiny inheritance included a Heavenly Dao Aura.”

She nodded, unsurprised. She had likely deduced this already.

“The Peak Masters might be kind to you, but they’re not doing it out of pure altruism. They want something from you,” she warned.

“Thank you for the warning, Senior Sister. I’ll be careful,” he said sincerely.

They chatted for a while longer, then he remembered something. “By the way, I haven’t seen Feiying since we arrived at the Two Polarities Sect. Do you know where she is, Senior Sister?”

She smiled faintly. “My younger sister is in seclusion. She should reach the Core Formation Realm in about three months. If you want to see her, you can visit the Peak of Celestial Secrets.”

“However, the Peak Master is quite aloof and rarely grants audiences. Whether you can see Feiying depends on your own abilities.”

He understood.

Boom!

A thunderous roar echoed in the distance, drawing his attention towards the Pilgrimage Palace.

Ruoxi’s tribulation isn’t over yet?

He decided to go and check on her.

He reassured Lin Ling, urging her to return to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

He knew she wasn’t interested in such things.

He made an excuse to leave, bidding farewell to Lan Mulian before flying towards the Pilgrimage Palace.

…

The Pilgrimage Palace.

The plaza was filled with blooming peach blossoms, but the sky was dark and oppressive, shrouded by storm clouds.

Mu Zhi’an arrived to find the Ye sisters standing outside the palace.

Lightning flashed, illuminating Ye Lingxuan’s slender figure.

The flickering light highlighted her delicate features, and her youthful beauty drew the attention of numerous disciples who had gathered to observe the tribulation.

“Sister Ruoxi’s tribulation has been going on for a long time. Will she be alright?” Ye Qian asked, her voice filled with worry. Unlike her elder sister, she possessed a gentle and delicate aura. If not for her personality, most people would assume she was the elder sister.

As for the reason…

Well… it’s a sad story.

Preoccupied with the powerful tribulation, the sisters hadn’t noticed Mu Zhi’an’s approach. Their gazes were fixed on the white-clad figure in the sky.

Suddenly, Ye Qian gasped. Someone had patted her bottom and was now holding her hand.

She was about to cry out when a familiar voice reached her ears. “What are you two doing here? Watching Lady Bai’s tribulation?”

They turned to see Mu Zhi’an, Qian’er’s eyes shining with delight, while Lingxuan’s held a mixture of emotions.

“Brother Mu,” Qian’er said softly, blushing at the memory of his earlier pat.

“Sister Ruoxi’s tribulation seems to be lasting much longer than usual. We thought it was over after six bolts of lightning, but then two more came, and even Peak Master Yi arrived,” she explained.

He looked up at the white-clad figure wielding her Bronze Sword. “Eight bolts of lightning…?” he murmured.

If he recalled correctly, the maximum number of bolts for a Core Formation tribulation was six. Why was Ruoxi facing eight…?

Ye Lingxuan frowned. “There’s a pill called the Tribulation Cloud Pill. It can attract additional bolts of lightning,” she said softly.

Qian’er’s eyes widened. “You mean… someone is sabotaging her? But why? Why would anyone create such a pill?”

Lingxuan stared at the figure in the sky. “The ingredients for the Tribulation Cloud Pill are rare, and the recipe is even rarer. As for its purpose… using tribulation lightning to temper one’s body is a common cultivation technique.”

“So Sister Ruoxi is in danger?” Qian’er looked at Mu Zhi’an, her voice filled with concern.

He smiled reassuringly. “Don’t worry. Ruoxi is strong. She can handle eight bolts of lightning.”

Lingxuan studied him, noting his calm demeanor and the unusual coldness in his eyes.

As he had predicted, when the seventh bolt of lightning, one that shouldn’t have been part of a Core Formation tribulation, descended, Bai Ruoxi raised her Bronze Sword and shattered it.

Lightning crackled across the ground, a mesmerizing yet terrifying display.

Over a hundred disciples had gathered, their eyes filled with awe and admiration as they watched the spectacle. However, they kept their distance.

Approaching the Pilgrimage Palace during a tribulation was a risky move.

The Third Prince watched with wide eyes, his expression a mixture of shock and disbelief.

Normally, four bolts of lightning were the limit for a Core Formation cultivator. Beyond that, their spiritual energy reserves would be depleted.

Even with her monstrous talent, Bai Ruoxi should have reached her limit at six bolts…

Yet, she had endured seven!

This was beyond comprehension!

“Junior Sister Bai’s talent is truly astounding,” a disciple murmured, his voice filled with admiration.

“Six bolts should be the limit. Her spiritual energy reserves shouldn’t be able to handle more… She’s a true prodigy.”

“It’s a shame she already has a Dao Companion…”

Sighs of regret rippled through the crowd.

A beauty like her was a rare sight, even within the Two Polarities Sect.

Many of the disciples glanced towards Mu Zhi’an.

Several had tried to woo Bai Ruoxi, but she had politely informed them that she already had a Dao Companion.

And that Dao Companion… was Mu Zhi’an.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator had managed to capture the heart of a Core Formation prodigy… and she was utterly devoted to him. It was a fact that filled them with envy and rage.

“This Mu Zhi’an isn’t just involved with Bai Ruoxi. He seems to be close to the Ye sisters as well…” a disciple whispered.

“He’s insatiable! If I had Junior Sister Bai, I wouldn’t even look at another woman!”

“Indeed. Having Junior Sister Bai would be enough for a lifetime.”

“Hah! As if you would refuse if you had the chance to have all three beauties,” another disciple scoffed.

The first disciple fell silent.

His words earned him the scorn of the female disciples.

The male disciples, however, understood Mu Zhi’an’s predicament.

Who would refuse the opportunity to have three stunning beauties?

Of course, they were unaware that it wasn’t just the three beauties who coveted Mu Zhi’an. Several of their Masters were also eyeing his “walking vessel” with envy.

If they ever discovered the truth, they would be driven mad with jealousy.

After all, even among the disciples, there were those who dreamt of finding a wealthy and powerful partner, but the vast difference in status and power kept them from acting on their desires.

“Here comes the eighth bolt!” a disciple shouted.

“The destructive power of this bolt is almost comparable to a Nascent Soul cultivator’s attack.”

The power of tribulation lightning scaled with the cultivator’s strength.

The tribulation Bai Ruoxi was facing was far beyond the scope of the Core Formation Realm.

“Sister Ruoxi…” Ye Qian whispered, her voice filled with worry.

Ye Lingxuan remained silent, but her eyes betrayed her concern.

If Bai Ruoxi perished during this tribulation, she couldn’t imagine how Mu Zhi’an would react.

This tribulation… it felt more like a deliberate act of sabotage than a natural occurrence.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning, shaped like a serpentine dragon, crackled through the dark clouds, drawing gasps from the crowd.

All eyes were fixed on the white-clad figure in the sky.

Bai Ruoxi seemed to be nearing her limit, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

She retrieved a jade bottle and swallowed seven or eight Fifth-Grade Qi Restoration Pills.

Then, she consumed two Essence Replenishing Pills.

Where did she get so many pills…? The disciples were stunned.

These were Fifth-Grade pills, not some worthless beans. Inner disciples did receive Fifth-Grade pills… but they were usually meant for cultivation.

Peak Masters rarely bestowed such a large quantity of pills for rapid spiritual energy recovery.

Where did she get them…?

As the disciples pondered this mystery, the lightning bolt, fully charged, struck!

The sky blazed with blinding light!

Bai Ruoxi gripped her Bronze Sword and retrieved the Heart-Binding Lock from her chest.

Golden chains, like writhing dragons, surged forward, joining forces with the Bronze Sword to defend against the eighth bolt of lightning.

Boom!

The blinding light faded, and Bai Ruoxi descended from the sky.

Her lips were pale, her steps unsteady, but she had endured eight bolts of lightning!

As the tribulation ended, Mu Zhi’an flew towards her on his black sword. He caught her, his arm wrapping around her waist. He looked down at her pale face, then placed two Essence Replenishing Pills in her mouth. “Are you alright?” he asked softly.

She leaned against him, ignoring the stares from the crowd. “I’m fine,” she murmured.

Though the eight bolts of lightning had been unexpected, the Bronze Sword and the Heart-Binding Lock had protected her from the brunt of their destructive power.

And the pills Mu Zhi’an had given her had also helped.

“That’s good.”

He gently stroked her hair, then said softly, “But I might have a bit of a problem.”

She looked up at him, her eyes filled with confusion.

He didn’t explain. He simply held her close, then looked up at Yi Hao and the other Peak Masters who were observing the scene. Using his spiritual energy to amplify his voice, he addressed the crowd.

“Peak Masters, I believe this tribulation was a deliberate act of sabotage. I request that you use your divination techniques to investigate!”

His words echoed throughout the Pilgrimage Palace, stopping the departing disciples in their tracks.

He listened to the whispers around him, his gaze fixed on the Peak Masters, his hand gently stroking Bai Ruoxi’s back as she rested against him.

If you want to make a scene…

Let’s go all out.

 Chapter 151: Someone Wants to Eat the Cabbage?!

Boundless Sea Peak.

Yi Hao stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing towards the Pilgrimage Palace.

Dark clouds gathered in the distance, creating an oppressive atmosphere.

A Third Stage Core Formation tribulation… it wasn’t inherently difficult.

However, the more talented the cultivator, the more formidable the tribulation… And knowing Bai Ruoxi’s talent, her tribulation would undoubtedly be a challenge.

Perhaps I should go and observe… After all, she’s a valuable disciple I fought hard to recruit.

As the thought crossed his mind, he sensed a presence beside him.

He turned to see a woman standing there, her body emanating a captivating fragrance.

Her eyes were alluring, her features exquisite. Her long hair cascaded down her back, reaching her calves. She wore a loose, unadorned robe that did little to conceal her ample bosom.

Despite her simple attire, she exuded an irresistible charm.

The founding Peak Master of Boundless Sea Peak, one of the most powerful cultivators in the world.

And Yi Hao’s Master.

Ying Guhuan raised her alluring eyes, gazing towards the Pilgrimage Palace, a thoughtful expression on her face. “A Core Formation tribulation?” she murmured.

Yi Hao’s heart skipped a beat as he snapped out of his daze. “Master,” he said, bowing respectfully.

He hesitated for a moment, then asked, “What brings you out of seclusion?”

She glanced at him, a playful smile gracing her lips. “Can’t I go for a stroll?”

If I don’t act now, someone else might snatch the cabbage…

Though Mu Zhi’an wasn’t a disciple of Boundless Sea Peak, he was connected to the Demon Realm Empress, and his Dao Companion was an inner disciple of their peak… Therefore, it was in their best interest to maintain a close relationship with him.

“The inner disciple we recruited recently is facing her tribulation. Once she overcomes it, she’ll be at the Third Stage of Core Formation,” Yi Hao said, subtly boasting about their new prodigy.

Despite being a Peak Master himself, he still felt a sense of awe and respect towards his Master. He yearned for her approval.

Ying Guhuan pondered for a moment, then asked, “Bai Ruoxi?”

It was clear that she kept herself informed of events outside her secluded mountain retreat.

He nodded, and she smiled. “Reaching the Third Stage of Core Formation at such a young age… it’s not just talent. She must have encountered some extraordinary opportunities.”

Normally, each stage within the Core Formation Realm required years of dedicated cultivation.

But how long had it been since Bai Ruoxi had reached the Core Formation Realm?

She had already advanced from the First Stage to the Third Stage.

Her talent was a factor, but it wasn’t the only reason.

Someone was helping her, accelerating her progress.

“According to the intel Junior Sister Lan sent, Bai Ruoxi possesses immense destiny. That’s why she keeps encountering opportunities,” Yi Hao explained.

It was more than just luck.

Mu Zhi’an was likely responsible… Ying Guhuan’s gaze drifted towards the Dongtian beneath the cliffs.

The potent spiritual energy emanating from the Innate Celestial Vessel had faded, but… she was certain of what she had sensed.

Mu Zhi’an’s Innate Celestial Vessel had become even more powerful.

It was likely related to the opportunity he had received within Ling Long’s Dongtian.

An extraordinary opportunity!

In fact, Mu Zhi’an was now more valuable than the Heavenly Dao Aura!

Even if she obtained the Heavenly Dao Aura, she would only be able to cultivate with it for a limited time before returning it to the Demon Realm.

But Mu Zhi’an… he was a treasure that could remain within the Two Polarities Sect.

“Where are you going, Master?” Yi Hao asked, seeing her about to leave.

She chuckled softly. “I told you, I’m going for a stroll.”

And to see if Mu Zhi’an’s Innate Celestial Vessel had ripened.

She waved her sleeve and took a step forward.

Her figure vanished.

Upon reaching the Seventh Stage of Nascent Soul, a cultivator could “shrink the earth into inches,” traversing vast distances with ease.

Master has at least reached the Seventh Stage… Yi Hao stared at the empty space where she had stood, a sense of unease washing over him.

Master usually had no interest in anything other than cultivation… Why was she so eager today?

He was about to turn away when he noticed another figure soaring through the air.

Yu Ziyan, the Peak Master of Dao Peak.

Before he could speak, she too vanished.

He hesitated, his eyes widening in surprise.

What’s going on today…?

If something had alarmed the Peak Masters, they should be at the Pilgrimage Palace…

Could there be something more important than Bai Ruoxi’s Third Stage Core Formation tribulation?

The Heavenly Dao Aura had amplified the spiritual energy emanating from Mu Zhi’an’s secondary vessel. However, male cultivators couldn’t sense the unique aura of an Innate Celestial Vessel, so Yi Hao remained oblivious to the reason behind the two Peak Masters’ sudden departure.

He followed their path with his gaze, his eyes widening as he realized their destination.

“Senior Ling Long’s Dongtian?” he murmured.

They’re all going to Ling Long’s Dongtian?

For some reason, the first person that came to mind wasn’t Ling Long, but Mu Zhi’an.

Boom!

A thunderous roar snapped him out of his thoughts. He turned towards the Pilgrimage Palace, his expression changing.

Someone else is facing their tribulation at the Pilgrimage Palace?

…

Meanwhile, within Ling Long’s Dongtian.

Mu Zhi’an slowly opened his eyes.

He could feel the Heavenly Dao Aura circulating within his secondary vessel, amplifying the potency and allure of its spiritual energy.

As for his destiny… he didn’t sense any changes.

After all, destiny was an abstract concept. If not for the testing steles, most people wouldn’t even believe it existed.

He glanced at Lin Ling, who was sitting on the ground, her legs folded beneath her. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing heavy.

She looked up at him, her gaze meeting his.

Her bright red eyes locked onto his secondary vessel.

What’s wrong with Sister Lin Ling…?

I know she’s constantly tormented by the karmic fire, but… this doesn’t seem normal…

“Sister Lin Ling, is the destiny inheritance complete?” he asked hesitantly.

Her eyes flickered with a strange emotion, then she bit her lip, trying to regain her composure.

An Innate Celestial Vessel held no benefits for her… but that didn’t mean it couldn’t tempt her.

It was like craving a delicious dessert, even though it offered no nutritional value. The spiritual energy emanating from his Innate Celestial Vessel, amplified by the Heavenly Dao Aura, was incredibly alluring, even to a Spirit Dragon.

After all, Spirit Dragons were naturally drawn to those with great destiny.

She wrote on a piece of paper: It’s complete.

She hesitated for a moment, then added: Don’t come near me for the next fifteen minutes.

She tossed him a testing stele.

He understood her meaning. She wanted him to distract himself while she dealt with her… situation.

He tossed the stele into the air, and it expanded, becoming twice his height.

He touched the stele.

A brilliant pink light erupted from its surface, illuminating Lin Ling’s flushed face, making her appear even more alluring.

He stared at the stele, stunned.

Why is my destiny getting even stronger…?

He glanced at Lin Ling, who was sitting with her eyes closed, seemingly enduring great discomfort.

He wanted to help, but considering her status, he held back.

Relationships required patience and understanding…

Fifteen minutes later, she opened her eyes.

Mu Zhi’an, who had been staring at her intently, quickly averted his gaze.

He believed in the separation of humans and mystical beasts, but honestly, Lin Ling was perfect in every way, except for her insatiable appetite.

She looked like a young girl, but her body was as mature and alluring as a ripe peach. And her captivating red eyes held a certain innocence that only enhanced her charm.

She was both pure and seductive, innocent and alluring…

It’s not me, it’s her… She must have cultivated some kind of “charm” technique… He forced himself to look away, maintaining his gentlemanly facade.

She stood up and wrote on a piece of paper: It’s time to leave.

He nodded, thanking her once again.

Though the Heavenly Dao Aura she had given him wouldn’t directly benefit his own cultivation, the destiny inheritance was a significant boon. It would help him overcome any future bottlenecks.

That was one of the perks of possessing great destiny.

And with the Heavenly Dao Aura’s assistance, he could help Bai Ruoxi reach the Nascent Soul Realm quickly.

A powerful Dao Companion would be beneficial to him as well.

I need to find a way to help Lingxuan and Qian’er too…

And Senior Sister Lan seems to be stuck at the Core Formation Realm. I’d like to repay her kindness if I can…

As he followed Lin Ling out of the Dongtian, he saw three familiar figures approaching.

Yu Ziyan, the mature and alluring Peak Master of Dao Peak, clad in her Taoist robes and headdress. Beside her was her junior sister, Yan Ruyu, the Master of the Book Pavilion, her beauty both youthful and mature.

And standing a short distance away was Ying Guhuan, the founding Peak Master of Boundless Sea Peak, the suspected “Seventh Seat” of the Demon Realm.

Her attire was simple, but her white, toned skin and her alluring eyes hinted at her captivating figure.

Perhaps because of the tribulation occurring outside, the sky was dark, illuminated only by flickering lanterns. Mu Zhi’an could see the silhouette of the aerial pavilion atop the mountain, lightning flashing behind it.

The dark sky, the flickering lanterns, and the ancient pavilion created a picturesque scene.

He then noticed another figure descending gracefully on a cloud.

Lan Mulian.

This ancient setting, paired with these beautiful women… it’s perfect. Especially Senior Sister, who looks like a celestial maiden from an ancient painting. It’s a shame she’s still wearing that veil.

He observed the approaching women, his heart sinking as he realized their intentions.

It seemed the amplified aura from his secondary vessel had been detected.

Chapter 150: Time to Harvest the Cabbage

“Sister Lin Ling, could you explain what’s going on?” Mu Zhi’an asked, attempting to maintain his usual calm demeanor, but his smile felt strained.

He had expected the Heavenly Dao Aura to boost his own cultivation and destiny, allowing him to catch up to Bai Ruoxi’s progress.

And he had indeed caught up to her, but… not in the way he had envisioned.

Bai Ruoxi was growing stronger, Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian had received their inheritances, and both Mengrou and Senior Sister possessed monstrous talent.

Meanwhile, he… was excelling at being a “support” character.

We all have a bright future!

He could feel the changes within him… He was absorbing Lin Ling’s destiny through the formation, which was a good thing.

Receiving the Heavenly Dao Aura was also a good thing.

However… the aura had entered his secondary vessel, causing its spiritual energy to overflow.

And that was not a good thing.

To put it simply, the spiritual energy within his secondary vessel was far more potent and alluring than ordinary spiritual energy. And it was currently leaking out of the Dongtian.

Ordinary cultivators might not notice this subtle detail… but powerful cultivators would undoubtedly sense it.

Perhaps there were already bees buzzing around, drawn by the sweet scent.

“Sister Lin Ling?” he called out, looking at the silver-haired beauty, her expression innocent and clueless.

She blinked her large, amber eyes, tilting her head. “Aaa?”

She looked utterly adorable, feigning ignorance.

“Sister Lin Ling, why did the Heavenly Dao Aura go into my other vessel?” he asked, his voice laced with concern.

“The spiritual energy is overflowing because of the aura. This isn’t good…”

He stared at her, seeing her confusion. “This could attract unwanted attention from the sect,” he continued.

“If we leave this Dongtian after the destiny inheritance, I might be ‘invited’ to visit the other Peak Masters. If that happens, I won’t be able to prepare your meals for a while.”

He feigned distress.

“Aaaa!” She nodded vigorously, taking the bait.

Her eyes widened with worry.

She had finally found a suitable recipient for her destiny, someone who also provided her with delicious meals. If he was taken away, she would have to fend for herself again.

She didn’t doubt his words.

An Innate Celestial Vessel… there was probably only one in the entire cultivation world.

It was a unique constitution that could significantly enhance a Dao Companion’s cultivation, its effectiveness scaling with the user’s own cultivation level.

The higher Mu Zhi’an’s cultivation, the greater the benefits for his partner.

This was why Yu Ziyan and the others were so eager for him to reach the Core Formation Realm.

And now, the Heavenly Dao Aura Lin Ling had bestowed upon him had further amplified his Innate Celestial Vessel, multiplying the potency of the spiritual energy he transferred to others… It was a temptation few female cultivators could resist.

Even with her presence here, the elders and Peak Masters wouldn’t dare take him away today. However, if they kept interrupting him, it would disrupt his meal preparation schedule… That wouldn’t do.

She pondered for a moment, then uttered a few words.

Her words were law!

Mu Zhi’an was delighted to discover that the glow of the Heavenly Dao Aura within him had dimmed slightly, and the overflowing spiritual energy had subsided.

He looked at the beautiful Spirit Dragon, his eyes filled with gratitude. “Thank you, Sister!”

In this place where even the elders coveted his vessel, only a kind soul like Lin Ling would help him.

She shook her head and wrote on a piece of paper: I’ve only temporarily masked the aura emanating from your other vessel. Once you reach the Core Formation Realm, some people will still be able to sense it.

Reaching the Core Formation Realm was a significant transformation. By then, her verbal seal wouldn’t be enough to completely contain the overflowing spiritual energy.

She thought for a moment, then added: Come find me again once you reach the Core Formation Realm. I’ll strengthen the seal.

“Being able to suppress it until then is enough!” He nodded, thanking her again.

He sat down within the formation and focused on receiving the destiny inheritance.

Lin Ling watched him, her heart stirring as she observed the kind young man who provided her with delicious meals.

The side effects of her verbal command manifested as karmic fire.

Her power to make her words reality wasn’t inherently harmful, but most of her energy was devoted to suppressing the karmic fire. Using the formation to transfer her destiny, and even speaking just now, had depleted her energy reserves.

Her face flushed, her breath hot.

Hormones surged through her, her legs weakening.

She gazed at the young man sitting before her, her eyes hazy with desire.

She clutched her white skirt, her legs folded beneath her, and patted her burning cheeks. She closed her eyes, struggling to suppress the sudden surge of karmic fire.

Once she had transferred her destiny to Mu Zhi’an, her suffering would lessen.

…

Two Polarities Peak.

Lan Mulian hesitated, her voice soft. “What did you mean by that, Master?”

Shang Yanfei didn’t answer, simply placing a Go stone on the board.

Lan Mulian stared at her beautiful Master, then turned her head slightly, her gaze drawn towards Ling Long’s Dongtian.

“Spiritual energy from an Innate Celestial Vessel… is leaking out…?” she murmured.

But how was that possible?

Mu Zhi’an was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm. How could the spiritual energy from his other vessel travel so far?

Though the aura was incredibly faint, Lan Mulian was naturally sensitive to spiritual energy. Furthermore, being on the verge of reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, she had detected it immediately.

She bit her lip, her eyes flickering with curiosity.

Did he receive some kind of opportunity within Ling Long’s Dongtian, activating his Innate Celestial Vessel…?

She bowed to her Master. “I’ll take my leave, Master.”

She left Two Polarities Peak, summoning a cloud beneath her feet and flying towards the Dongtian beneath the cliffs.

Meanwhile, within the Shao Le Residence, Yan Ruyu, who was meditating, suddenly opened her eyes.

She was a vision of beauty, her face a blend of youthful charm and mature allure. Her lips were full and glossy, her black robe accentuating her curvaceous figure as she sat gracefully on her chair.

She stared in a specific direction, surprise flickering in her alluring eyes.

She extended her hand, her slender fingers moving gracefully as she calculated something.

After a long silence, her eyes lit up.

This spiritual energy… it’s from Mu Zhi’an’s Innate Celestial Vessel!

But he shouldn’t have reached the Core Formation Realm yet…

Without hesitation, she rose from her chair and vanished, transforming into a streak of light.

She wasn’t sure what was happening, but… she could sense it. That spiritual energy definitely came from Mu Zhi’an’s Innate Celestial Vessel.

And if she could sense it, so could her Senior Sister and the Peak Master of the Peak of Celestial Secrets.

For the other Peak Masters, Mu Zhi’an’s greatest appeal might be his connection to Ling Long.

But for Yan Ruyu and the others, his true allure lay within himself!

Chapter 149: I Am the Golden Finger

Destiny, a concept both mystical and undeniable, played a significant role in the world of cultivation.

To most, it was an abstract notion, but cultivators knew that destiny manifested as a tangible force within them.

And in this world, only Ling Long, the Spirit Dragon, could directly bestow destiny upon others.

However, even she couldn’t do so carelessly.

If she could freely transfer her destiny, she would have shared her immense fortune with all the sect disciples, freeing herself from the torment of karmic fire.

But the truth was, her destiny, especially her Heavenly Dao Aura, couldn’t be given away easily. The Heavenly Dao Aura recognized its owner.

If she hadn’t encountered Mu Zhi’an, a cultivator capable of accommodating another’s destiny, Lin Ling would have continued to endure the karmic fire until a suitable recipient appeared.

“Senior Lin Ling, is there anything I need to do?” Mu Zhi’an asked as he followed her out of the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

Bai Ruoxi watched him leave, then followed on her flying sword.

Wei Mengrou hesitated for a moment, then decided to follow Bai Ruoxi.

With Senior Lin Ling by his side, Mu Zhi’an wouldn’t be in any danger.

It was Bai Ruoxi who required attention.

They arrived at the secluded Dongtian beneath the cliffs.

As they entered, Mu Zhi’an glanced at Lin Ling’s graceful figure. “What would you have done if you hadn’t met me?” he asked.

“Would you have continued to bear the burden of three Heavenly Dao Auras and such immense destiny?”

She paused, then wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to him.

“She said you would appear soon.”

He frowned. “Who is ‘she’?”

It seemed someone knew about his secret and had instructed Ling Long to await his arrival…

As the thought crossed his mind, a name appeared on the paper: Shang Yanfei.

“The Sect Master?” he blurted out.

Shang Yanfei knew he would come to the Two Polarities Sect… and had instructed Ling Long to prepare for his arrival?

“So… you’ve been in contact with the Sect Master?”

He recalled the times he had visited Lin Ling’s room only to find her absent. When she returned, she would always be full…

He had wondered who was feeding her… Now it seemed she had been meeting with the Sect Master.

Seeing her silence, he wisely changed the subject. “Where are we going?”

She wrote on the paper: To the location of the destiny inheritance.

He didn’t press further, simply following her along the winding path.

They arrived at a tranquil garden with a shimmering pond at its center. Strange symbols were etched into the pond’s surface.

Lin Ling walked towards the pond, her graceful figure accentuated by her white dress. Even her silhouette was captivating.

Despite her youthful appearance, she possessed the alluring curves of a mature woman. A closer look revealed a hint of seduction beneath her innocent facade.

Mu Zhi’an had been staring at her back the entire way, only snapping out of his daze when they reached their destination.

No, I can’t… She’s the Spirit Dragon!

I can’t, or rather, shouldn’t have such thoughts about her… He shook his head, trying to dispel his inappropriate thoughts.

He focused on the ancient symbols shimmering beneath the pond’s surface. “Is that a formation?”

She nodded, gesturing for him to step inside.

He walked towards the pond and entered the formation. “What should I do now?”

“I will transfer one of the Heavenly Dao Auras to you. One that is compatible with your nature.”

This time, her voice echoed in his mind, clear and melodious.

Her voice, like the chime of silver bells, seemed to possess a purifying quality, dispelling his inappropriate thoughts.

Ripples spread across the pond’s surface as the formation beneath his feet glowed faintly.

It was a five-pointed star within a circle, rotating slowly.

Her words hold so much power… Though it wasn’t the first time he had heard her speak, he was still awestruck.

A milky white orb emerged from her body, drawing his attention.

The Heavenly Dao Aura!

As the aura drifted towards him, he reached out to touch it.

The moment his fingers brushed against its surface, the orb vanished into his body.

A sense of familiarity washed over him as he closed his eyes, savoring the sensation of the Heavenly Dao Aura merging with his being.

Wait… why is it going into my other vessel?

He realized something was amiss.

The Heavenly Dao Aura had bypassed his primary vessel and entered his secondary one.

He focused his mind, examining the aura with his spiritual sense.

After a long silence, he opened his eyes, staring at the silver-haired beauty standing by the pond, her eyes wide and innocent.

“Senior Lin Ling… is this a Heavenly Dao Aura meant to assist others?”

Bai Ruoxi’s Heavenly Dao Aura accelerated her cultivation speed… but the aura he had received amplified the spiritual energy he transferred to others through his Innate Celestial Vessel.

What use was that…?

She wrote on a piece of paper and handed it to him: This is the most suitable Heavenly Dao Aura for you. The others are incompatible.

She studied him silently.

Having absorbed a significant amount of destiny and a Heavenly Dao Aura, his Innate Celestial Vessel constitution was no longer concealed.

His aura was incredibly alluring, like honey to bees.

He smiled at her, his composure faltering.

He could feel the potent spiritual energy emanating from his body, filling the Dongtian. A realization dawned on him.

He had wondered why he, despite not being the protagonist, hadn’t received a “golden finger” or a cheat ability, assuming that encountering Lin Ling was his ticket to a golden finger… but now it seemed he was the golden finger.

He was the heroines’ golden finger.

Lin Ling stared at him, then wrote on a piece of paper: You’re very delicious right now.

“That doesn’t sound like a good thing,” he said wryly.

He could feel the spiritual energy overflowing from his Innate Celestial Vessel every time Lin Ling transferred a portion of her destiny to him.

And that energy was leaking out of the Dongtian…

The potent aura drew the attention of numerous cultivators within the sect.

Even the demonic cultivator, secluded in her cultivation chamber deep within the back mountain of Boundless Sea Peak, stirred. She opened her eyes, her red dress clinging to her alluring curves. Her gaze was intense as she stared in a specific direction.

Mu Zhi’an’s Innate Celestial Vessel… it had become incredibly enticing.

Two Polarities Peak.

Shang Yanfei, enjoying a cup of tea while playing Go against herself, opened her eyes. She gazed towards a certain Dongtian* beneath the cliffs.

“Hmph… if I hadn’t already reached the Dao Integration Realm, I might be tempted myself,” she chuckled, her voice laced with amusement.

Lan Mulian, clad in a moon-white dress, her beauty both elegant and refined, stirred from her meditation. “Master, what is it?”

Shang Yanfei set down her teacup and smiled at her disciple. “Go to Ling Long’s Dongtian and find him.”

“If you don’t hurry, your junior brother might be devoured.”

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洞天- Dongtian : Grotto-heavens

Chapter 148: Mu Zhi’an’s Heavenly Dao Aura p2

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Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

Mu Zhi’an returned to the residence and found Wei Mengrou sitting in the courtyard, reading a book.

He didn’t disturb her and was about to head to the study to delve into the intricacies of Second-Rank formations when her voice reached his ears.

“So you rejected a million Spirit Stones for Lingxuan? Should I commend your devotion, or should I laugh?” she asked, her tone laced with sarcasm.

Her gaze was cold and dismissive.

However, coming from her, it was strangely alluring.

He chuckled. “If it were you, Mengrou, I wouldn’t give you up for ten million Spirit Stones.”

She scoffed, rolling her eyes.

He ignored her disdainful gaze and entered the study. He was about to delve into his formation studies when he noticed a paper crane resting on his desk.

“Finally, a reply. I wonder if it’s from the Great White Shark or Senior Sister…” he muttered, unfolding the crane. There was only one sentence:

“Young Master Mu’s devotion to Lingxuan is truly touching. To think you would resist the allure of a million Spirit Stones and numerous pills… such sincerity is truly admirable.”

The words were filled with praise, but somehow, Mu Zhi’an sensed a hint of mockery.

He pondered for a moment, then ground some ink and began to write his reply:

“I’ve always considered Lingxuan my precious sister. How could I possibly allow money to come between us? As for Senior Sister, even ten million… Forgive me, I cannot bear to measure our relationship in such crass terms.

Speaking of which, I recently acquired a Jade Beauty Pill. It’s said to enhance a woman’s beauty. I know Senior Sister has no shortage of pills, but please accept this as a token of my appreciation… I hope you like it.”

He placed a Jade Beauty Pill inside the letter, folded it carefully, and released the paper crane out the window.

He watched as it soared away, then glanced at the remaining Jade Beauty Pills.

The other girls would appreciate these as well. I’ll give one to Ruoxi, and one each to Lingxuan and Qian’er… Master Yan doesn’t need them, but it’s the thought that counts…

However, I can’t afford to be careless this time. I need to make sure they actually consume the pills… He thought to himself.

He stored the pills away, then retrieved his Second-Rank formation book, immersing himself in its complexities.

Afterwards, he returned to his room and focused on his cultivation.

Half a month passed uneventfully.

Mu Zhi’an spent his days cultivating, studying formations, and enjoying the company of his various female companions. His nights were filled with the “arduous” task of dual cultivation.

Honestly, there weren’t enough hours in the day.

Fortunately, the Essence Replenishing Pills were quite effective. Even after a sleepless night, he felt energized and refreshed.

Numerous elders were now monitoring his progress, eager for him to reach the Core Formation Realm.

Initially, it had been just Dao Peak and the Book Pavilion. Then, the Peak of Celestial Secrets had joined the fray, followed by gifts from the founding Peak Master of Boundless Sea Peak.

Even the demonic cultivator seemed interested in his “talent.”

One morning, he opened his eyes, exhaling slowly.

Eighth Stage Foundation Establishment!

His cultivation speed was truly remarkable, a testament to his “heaven-defying talent.” He had simply been too preoccupied with women in the past to focus on his cultivation.

His dedication over the past two weeks had paid off.

Of course, it was also thanks to Bai Ruoxi’s Heavenly Dao Aura and the various pills he had consumed. Otherwise, it would have taken him at least a month or two to advance a single stage.

Normally, it took an ordinary cultivator six months to a year to advance a single stage. However, being surrounded by geniuses had skewed his perception of what constituted “normal” progress.

Boom!

A thunderous roar echoed in the distance. He turned to see Bai Ruoxi opening her eyes, her expression calm.

It was her tribulation.

Dark clouds gathered over the Garden of Heavenly Harmony, drawing the attention of numerous disciples and elders.

Yan Ruyu stepped out of her residence and looked towards the Jade Glass Palace, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

However, her excitement quickly faded.

It wasn’t Mu Zhi’an’s Core Formation tribulation…

The Peak Masters of the other peaks also turned their attention towards the Garden of Heavenly Harmony. Several of them were disappointed to discover it wasn’t Mu Zhi’an.

Yi Hao, however, was filled with pride and excitement.

This was Bai Ruoxi’s tribulation!

In just half a month, she had advanced another stage!

It had been a long time since Boundless Sea Peak had produced such a monstrous talent… At the upcoming sect competition and the Immortal Ascension Ceremony, Boundless Sea Peak would shine!

Ye Yu also looked up, his gaze fixed on the Garden of Heavenly Harmony, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

The Heavenly Dao Aura… it was with Bai Ruoxi!

Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

Bai Ruoxi looked up at the gathering storm clouds, then turned to Mu Zhi’an. “My dear, I should go to the Pilgrimage Palace to face my tribulation. It seems quite powerful. I wouldn’t want to damage anything here,” she said.

He nodded. “I’ll go with you—”

A sweet, sing-song voice interrupted him.

“Aaaaa.”

They exchanged glances, then left the room to find Lin Ling standing at the entrance.

She was clad in a white dress that strained against her ample bosom. Her face was pale, her star-like eyes gazing at them intently. She clutched a paper bag filled with steaming buns, taking a large bite out of one.

“Senior Lin Ling, is something the matter?” Mu Zhi’an asked hesitantly.

She glanced at him, then squatted down, using a twig to write on the ground.

He glanced at the paper bag, impressed by the size of the buns.

Then, his gaze drifted towards her neckline.

Hmm… those buns are pretty big too.

He discreetly averted his gaze and read the message on the ground: It’s time for the destiny inheritance.

His eyes lit up.

“Destiny inheritance!”

The abilities granted by each Heavenly Dao Aura were unique.

Bai Ruoxi’s Heavenly Dao Aura accelerated her cultivation speed, allowing her to rapidly refine spiritual energy. It was an invaluable asset for both cultivation and combat.

And now, it was his turn!

Chapter 148: Mu Zhi’an’s Heavenly Dao Aura p1

Pilgrimage Palace.

Standing before the vast plaza, Ye Yu, clad in black robes, stared at the towering platform.

The Two Polarities Sect’s opening ceremony had been held on this very platform just a few days ago.

“Master, where is this great opportunity you mentioned?” Ye Yu asked mentally.

The old man’s voice echoed in his mind. “Relax your body. I need to borrow it for a moment.”

Ye Yu relinquished control of his consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, his youthful face held a newfound wisdom, his gaze reflecting a lifetime of experience.

‘Ye Yu’ walked towards the platform, his steps measured and deliberate.

As he approached, a faint, almost imperceptible aura emanated from the altar.

“It’s been a while, old friend,” the old man said, his voice calm and steady, a hint of nostalgia in his tone.

The altar vibrated faintly.

‘Ye Yu’ frowned, then soared into the air, his gaze sweeping over the entire Pilgrimage Palace.

Just as I thought…

This entire plaza is a formation!

Even the Peak Masters wouldn’t be capable of creating such a profound formation.

It must be the work of Sect Master Shang Yanfei…

‘Ye Yu’ looked down at a specific point on the altar, a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

“Master, where is the opportunity?” Ye Yu’s voice echoed in his mind.

“It’s not time yet,” the old man replied. “Focus on your cultivation.”

“I believe the opportunity within the Pilgrimage Palace will reveal itself within the month.”

“This month?”

Ye Yu frowned. The thought of waiting so long was unbearable.

However, a month was enough time for him to reach the Sixth Stage of Foundation Establishment.

By then, he would be in a much stronger position to compete for the opportunity!

…

The Third Prince slowly opened his eyes.

He was lying in bed, staring at the high ceiling beams. Pain throbbed throughout his body as the memory of his spar with Mu Zhi’an surfaced.

He had been utterly defeated.

Mu Zhi’an had knocked him unconscious with a single strike… And it had happened in front of the entire sect, including Huang Manting and his elder sister.

Bang!

Rage surged through him as he slammed his fist against the bed.

Even now, the prince, accustomed to a life of privilege and power, refused to acknowledge his own shortcomings.

This was a world where strength reigned supreme. With his status, he should be able to have any woman he desired.

However… if Ye Lingxuan was truly from the Forbidden Zone, there was nothing he could do.

But if he couldn’t have her, why should Mu Zhi’an?

How could a mere family from Tianxuan City be worthy of the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone?!

The thought of Ye Lingxuan’s affectionate gaze and her unwavering support for Mu Zhi’an filled him with fury.

He struggled to control his anger. A soft rustle from the doorway drew his attention. He turned to see a sect disciple standing hesitantly at the entrance.

“What are you doing here?” he asked coldly.

He recognized the disciple as one of the attendants sent by his uncle. He had been tasked with handling the prince’s affairs, but after the recent incident, he should have returned to Metamorphic Jewel Peak… Why was he still here?

The disciple hesitated for a moment, then approached the bed, offering a small wooden box. “Your Highness, this is a healing pill for your injuries.”

“I don’t need your pity,” the Third Prince spat.

“It’s not for your external injuries, but for your internal ones,” the disciple replied respectfully. “Take a look.”

The Third Prince eyed the disciple suspiciously, then opened the box.

Inside, nestled on a bed of silk, was a translucent pill with a smooth, lustrous surface.

Having read some books on alchemy during his time in the palace, he recognized the pill immediately. He looked up at the disciple, his voice laced with suspicion. “Who are you?”

The disciple bowed silently, then turned and left the room.

The Third Prince stared at the pill, then at the empty doorway. The disciple had vanished.

He placed the pill back in the box and closed it carefully.

A thoughtful expression crossed his face.

…

Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

Mu Zhi’an exhaled softly, having absorbed the day’s dose of Qi Gathering Pills. He changed into fresh robes and glanced at the screen beside him.

Bai Ruoxi was behind the screen, cultivating with the aid of the Qi Gathering Pills.

Though he couldn’t see her, he could hear the faint splashing of water and make out the outline of her curvaceous figure.

This subtle glimpse of her beauty was even more alluring than seeing her directly.

However, Mu Zhi’an was a simple man. He preferred direct contact over veiled glimpses.

He was about to bypass the screen and admire Bai Ruoxi’s beauty when a gentle voice called out from behind it.

“My dear, what are you doing?”

Bai Ruoxi clutched her chest, her back still turned towards him. She had sensed his approach.

“Just bringing you a towel,” he said with a smile.

“I have one,” she replied.

“Then let me rub your back,” he offered, his voice filled with innocent helpfulness.

“No, thank you. Please wait outside, my dear.”

He sighed in defeat, and she relaxed as she heard his retreating footsteps.

She had come to understand Mu Zhi’an quite well.

He might claim to want to rub her back, but… it would inevitably lead to something more.

Imagining certain scenarios, she blushed and shook her head, forcing herself to focus on her cultivation.

Rejected, Mu Zhi’an left the room and basked in the sun in the courtyard.

He noticed a female disciple approaching, escorted by Wei Mengrou. The disciple looked familiar.

“Young Master Mu, my mistress requests your presence,” the disciple said.

Mistress? This is the Two Polarities Sect, not some feudal estate…

He studied the disciple, then recognition dawned on him.

She was one of Huang Manting’s attendants.

These people are strange. They abandon their status as sect disciples to become someone’s servant… How peculiar…

But why would Huang Manting summon me…?

He pondered for a moment, then decided to accept the invitation.

Huang Manting wouldn’t summon him without a good reason.

He instructed Wei Mengrou to inform Bai Ruoxi of his departure, then followed the disciple out of the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

He was led to a spacious and elegant hall where he found the young mistress of the Morning Glory Chamber of Commerce.

She wore her usual black dress, her hair tied back with a black ribbon, a few strands framing her delicate face.

Her attire was simple, yet she exuded an alluring and seductive aura.

“It’s quite difficult to get an audience with you, Young Master Mu,” she said, her legs crossed elegantly, her white skin glowing against the black fabric of her dress.

“I came as soon as I received your invitation, didn’t I, Miss Huang?” he replied with a smile.

She scoffed. “I’ve sent invitations several times before, but your Lady Bai always declined on your behalf.”

I had no idea…

He was surprised.

Then, considering Bai Ruoxi’s personality, he understood.

Back in Tianxuan City, Huang Manting had been openly hostile towards Bai Ruoxi. After all, they had been rivals for the title of “most beautiful woman.” Now, with Bai Ruoxi wanting to keep the seductive Huang Manting away from her man, it was only natural for her to reject the invitations.

He found a chair and sat down, studying the black-clad beauty. “Your cultivation has improved significantly,” he noted.

“I have you to thank for that, Young Master Mu. Your generous gift of destiny has been most helpful,” she said with a smile, her voice laced with a seductive purr.

It was no wonder some disciples willingly became her servants. For those with a certain… inclination, she was incredibly alluring.

Of course, Mu Zhi’an wasn’t one of them.

“I heard that Luo Yuan, an inner disciple of the Peak of Celestial Secrets, offered you five hundred thousand Spirit Stones to introduce him to Ye Lingxuan, but you refused. You’re quite the devoted brother, Young Master Mu,” she chuckled, her tone ambiguous.

He took a sip of his tea and waved his hand dismissively. “It wasn’t five hundred thousand Spirit Stones. It was a million, plus ten Fifth-Grade pills.”

“Hmm?” She raised an eyebrow in surprise. “But I heard from the other disciples that it was five hundred thousand…”

“I was there, Miss Huang. Trust me.”

“So it was a million Spirit Stones and ten Fifth-Grade pills…” she murmured, her admiration growing.

A million Spirit Stones… Most cultivators couldn’t even dream of possessing such wealth. Yet, Mu Zhi’an had rejected such a tempting offer… It was a romantic tale that would surely melt any girl’s heart.

“You’re so good to those around you, Young Master Mu. Perhaps you should consider pursuing me?” she asked, her eyes twinkling playfully.

He shook his head, chuckling. “I’m afraid I’m already spoken for, Miss Huang.”

She scoffed, then sighed dramatically. “And here I was, about to share a secret with you. Your rejection wounds me deeply, Young Master Mu.”

He pondered for a moment. “Is it about the Third Prince?”

Seeing her surprised expression, he chuckled. “He’s pursuing you, so naturally, he would want to impress you with his strength.”

She fell silent for a moment, then smiled seductively. “You’re very perceptive, Young Master Mu.”

“However, I don’t know what he’s planning this time.”

She twirled a strand of hair between her fingers, her voice soft. “Be careful.”

“Thank you for the warning, Miss Huang,” he said with a smile.

The woman he was pursuing was currently cozying up to another man… He wondered what the Third Prince would think if he saw this scene.

However, he wasn’t worried about the Third Prince’s actions.

It was Ye Yu he needed to be wary of.

Ye Yu might be a fool, but the old man residing within him was anything but.

If Bai Ruoxi advanced again within a short period, even a fool would suspect the presence of the Heavenly Dao Aura.

He might not be able to reclaim the Heavenly Dao Aura, but if the matter was exposed to the others within the sect… it would be troublesome.

Most of the higher-ups wouldn’t take action, but it was better to be safe than sorry. And there was still the threat of Ying Guhuan, the founding Peak Master of Boundless Sea Peak… If she discovered the truth, things would get complicated.

Huang Manting escorted him out of the residence. As they walked along the lakeshore, numerous disciples whispered about his rejection of Luo Yuan’s offer, marveling at his devotion to Ye Lingxuan.

“Young Master Mu, I heard Luo Yuan offered you ten thousand Spirit Stones to introduce him to Miss Ye?” a disciple called out as Mu Zhi’an was about to leave.

All eyes turned towards him, curiosity burning in their gazes.

He shook his head slowly. “Ten thousand Spirit Stones? That’s just a rumor.”

“It was a million,” he corrected solemnly.

“A million?!”

The newly accepted disciples, unfamiliar with such vast sums, gasped and whispered amongst themselves.

Some doubted his claim, while others believed it, citing his recent gambling victory against the Third Prince.

The believers and the skeptics were evenly split.

Regardless, many of the female disciples gazed at him with admiration.

A handsome and eloquent young man, an inner disciple no less… he was naturally attractive.

He ignored their gazes, maintaining his usual composure. He bowed politely to the crowd, then left the plaza.

Luo Yuan, who happened to be passing by, overheard the conversation. He couldn’t help but twitch his lips.

This Mu Zhi’an sure knows how to embellish a story…

Ten thousand Spirit Stones would have elicited surprise, but a million… that was a different matter altogether.

It not only emphasized Mu Zhi’an’s “devotion” to Ye Lingxuan, but it also painted Luo Yuan as a foolish, lovestruck rich boy.

However, Luo Yuan didn’t bother correcting them. He simply smiled at Mu Zhi’an.

Mu Zhi’an returned the smile, nodding politely.

He rarely showed his dislike for someone, even if he despised them.

As Mu Zhi’an left the plaza, Ye Yu, hidden among the crowd, watched him intently.

I can’t act rashly…

He still couldn’t be certain that Bai Ruoxi possessed the Heavenly Dao Aura.

But if she advanced again within the next two weeks, it would be undeniable… Mu Zhi’an had indeed given it to her.

And then…

He might not be able to reclaim what he had lost.

But what about the demonic cultivator within the sect?

According to Master, there was a demonic cultivator among the Two Polarities Sect’s higher-ups.

And their objective was the Heavenly Dao Aura.

This was his trump card!

 

Chapter 147: Something’s Not Right With You, Girl!

Within the clean and elegant residence, Ye Lingxuan had barely finished straightening her clothes and hair, her heart still pounding, when she saw the young girl approaching.

Ye Qian.

Lingxuan cherished this younger sister, who had been by her side since childhood.

It was this love that had driven her to investigate Mu Zhi’an when she’d heard of his connection to her sister. She had even gone so far as to break her usual anonymity and enter the Mu Manor to confront him, all out of concern for her sister’s well-being.

Even though Ye Qian had ultimately fallen for Mu Zhi’an… Lingxuan’s opinion of him had softened somewhat. While she still disapproved on the surface, she no longer harbored the same animosity towards him.

But now…

Forget animosity, even she had…

Feeling the lingering warmth of Mu Zhi’an’s kiss on her lips and watching her sister approach with a bright smile, Lingxuan’s heart was a whirlwind of emotions.

If Qian’er ever found out… would she still acknowledge her as her sister?

As Lingxuan grappled with her guilt, Mu Zhi’an calmly walked towards Ye Qian.

She wore a light jacket and a skirt that revealed a sliver of her delicate white legs. Her small boots tapped lightly against the ground as she looked up at Mu Zhi’an, a shy smile gracing her lips.

“Brother Mu, what are you doing here…?”

She had planned to visit him at the Garden of Heavenly Harmony later, so this unexpected encounter filled her with surprise and delight.

“I was just discussing you with your sister,” he said with a smile. “What a coincidence that you’re back.”

He invited her to sit down at the pavilion and poured her a cup of tea.

Lingxuan, consumed by guilt, remained silent, her eyes downcast.

Meanwhile, Mu Zhi’an chatted with Ye Qian about her experiences during her seclusion at Dao Peak.

“You received a portion of Dao Peak’s inheritance. Soon, you’ll surpass me, Qian’er. It’s quite remarkable,” he said with a chuckle, glancing at her.

Her light jacket did little to conceal her blossoming figure. She sat with her legs pressed together, her hands fidgeting nervously in her lap.

She looked up at him, shaking her head. “But Brother Mu, you’re already at the Seventh Stage of Foundation Establishment! It won’t be easy to catch up to you.”

“Besides… if I do surpass you, I can protect you, right?”

He chuckled. “As long as you don’t find me too burdensome by then.”

“Never!” she exclaimed, her eyes shining with sincerity.

Their gazes met, and he gently took her hand in his.

“Ah…”

She gasped softly, glancing at her silent sister. She suppressed her excitement, afraid of being discovered.

But why is Sister’s face so red…?

She studied her sister’s flawless features, her elegant nose, and her full, glossy lips. Even as a woman, she couldn’t help but feel a flutter in her chest as she watched her sister’s long eyelashes tremble.

She frowned slightly, a strange unease settling over her.

Why isn’t Sister saying anything…?

“By the way, Qian’er, what exactly did you do during your seclusion?” Mu Zhi’an asked curiously, reaching out to take Lingxuan’s hand, silently reassuring her.

Lingxuan’s heart skipped a beat. She tried to pull away, but she didn’t dare make a scene in front of her sister.

Her feeble attempts were futile, and she eventually resigned herself to his bold gesture.

“I won’t tell you yet. It’s a surprise for later,” she replied, her smile bright and innocent.

Lingxuan is more of a cool and aloof goddess, while Qian’er is more like a pure and innocent schoolgirl… They both have their charms. But why am I thinking “both sisters together would be even better”? Is this a side effect of Qian’er’s Dao Peak inheritance?

Mu Zhi’an’s mind raced, but his expression remained calm and composed.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he retrieved a jade bottle from his storage ring and handed it to Ye Qian.

“Here, Qian’er. Take these pills. Let me know when you run out, and I’ll get you more,” he said.

Qi Gathering Pills were a resource available to inner disciples, but even they only received ten pills per month.

Of course, ten pills were sufficient for most disciples, as they were incredibly difficult to refine. Besides, inner disciples received other types of pills as well.

Mu Zhi’an, with his unique talent and the favor of multiple Peak Masters, was an exception.

Ye Qian stared at the bottle, her eyes widening in surprise as she peeked inside. “Qi Gathering Pills?!”

She looked at him incredulously. “Where did you get so many, Brother Mu?”

Your brother Mu traded his good looks for them… He smiled. “Don’t worry about it. Just use them.”

“If you say you can’t accept them, you’re treating me like a stranger,” he added, anticipating her refusal.

She nodded obediently, clutching the bottle to her chest. “Thank you, Brother Mu.”

Her gaze softened.

It would be nice if I could surpass Brother Mu one day… Then, I could protect him.

She resolved to cultivate diligently, determined to protect her kind and gentle brother.

Mu Zhi’an inquired about her experiences at Dao Peak, then she suddenly stood up. “Brother Mu, I need to take a bath, so…”

She glanced at him shyly.

She had worked up quite a sweat during her inheritance ceremony, but her excitement upon seeing him had made her forget. Now, she felt self-conscious.

He smiled. “Go ahead. I need to head back and prepare dinner for Senior Lin Ling.”

He couldn’t help but wonder if Ling Long’s real motive for staying at the Garden of Heavenly Harmony was the cultivation opportunity or the free meals.

She ate three meals a day, plus a midnight snack and an afternoon tea, without fail. And every few days, she demanded an Eight Treasures Crane as a special treat… Was she simply looking for a personal chef?

Of course, Mu Zhi’an didn’t mind.

Others would kill for such an opportunity.

He would gladly cook for her, even wash her feet if she asked.

He watched as Ye Qian left the pavilion, then turned his attention to the blushing girl beside him.

Lingxuan was a far cry from her usual calm and collected self. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes filled with a mixture of shyness and resentment.

“What if Qian’er sees us?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

He tilted his head, his gaze softening. “Don’t worry. I’ll talk to Qian’er.”

“Besides, that kiss… wasn’t quite enough.” He gently lifted her chin with his finger, his eyes locking with hers.

“Lingxuan…”

“No, not here…” she protested, her gaze darting around nervously, hoping her sister wasn’t nearby.

“It’s fine. Just for a moment,” he whispered, his gaze lingering on her delicate features. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a tender kiss.

Her eyes widened, but her resistance melted away under his gentle touch. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the warmth of his embrace.

Meanwhile, hidden behind a pillar, a figure emerged from the shadows.

Ye Qian, who was supposed to be bathing, watched the scene unfold, her expression a mixture of shock and confusion.

So Sister and Brother Mu did… something while I was away…

How far have they gone…?

Her hand tightened on her robe as she watched her sister, the girl revered as a goddess by their clan, being embraced and kissed by the man she secretly admired.

I hate this feeling…

But why… why am I so excited…?

Beneath her jealousy, a strange sense of arousal began to stir within her.

…

Peak of Celestial Secrets.

Of all the peaks within the Two Polarities Sect, the Peak of Celestial Secrets was perhaps the most unique.

As its name suggested, its disciples specialized in divining “heavenly secrets.”

Peering into the future was a dangerous act, often inviting heavenly retribution.

However, the disciples of the Peak of Celestial Secrets had developed techniques that minimized the risk of attracting heavenly tribulation.

As long as they focused on predicting events within a few days, rather than decades or centuries, they were generally safe.

A beautiful woman sat in meditation atop a lotus flower floating in a pool of water. She was clad in a loose black robe, her beauty both alluring and intimidating.

Yu Xuanji opened her eyes, a faint smile gracing her lips as she looked at the disciple who had entered the hall. “Report,” she said.

“As Master predicted, Mu Zhi’an received gifts from several Peak Masters,” Luo Yuan said, bowing respectfully.

She nodded, unsurprised.

It was to be expected. After all, he had the backing of Ling Long, the Spirit Dragon. It was only natural for the other Peak Masters to take notice.

However, it didn’t explain why the three elders from Dao Peak had also given him gifts.

Only the Peak Masters should have known about Ling Long.

So why had those three female elders given him gifts?

Knowing Yu Ziyan’s personality, she wouldn’t have divulged information about Ling Long to her elders.

There had to be another reason!

“Master, may I take my leave?” Luo Yuan asked tentatively, stealing a glance at his alluring Master.

She nodded, then added, “Are you still planning to pursue Ye Lingxuan and Bai Ruoxi?”

He froze, his heart skipping a beat.

“Forgive me, Master. I saw them alone at the pavilion, and I…” He bowed his head, his voice filled with regret.

He had been captivated by the sight of the two girls, one aloof and elegant in her white dress, the other youthful and charming, chatting together at the pavilion.

“I don’t particularly care,” she said, her voice laced with indifference.

“But if the other Peak Masters find out and intervene on Mu Zhi’an’s behalf… I might not be able to protect you.”

Her warning was clear.

He was confused. “But isn’t Mu Zhi’an a disciple of the Book Pavilion? What does that have to do with the other Peak Masters?”

She closed her eyes, offering no further explanation.

She had made her point. If he was smart, he would know what to do.

He remained silent for a moment, then bowed deeply before leaving the hall.

Confusion and relief warred within him.

If Mu Zhi’an was connected to the other Peak Masters, his actions would have been suicidal…

Master had no reason to lie to him. Which meant… it would be wise to befriend Mu Zhi’an.

As he left, Yu Xuanji opened her eyes.

She stared in the direction of the Jade Glass Palace, her expression thoughtful. After a moment, she rose from her seat and headed towards the Eight Trigrams Terrace at Middle Peak.

There was definitely more to Mu Zhi’an than just Ling Long.

If she couldn’t uncover his secrets through investigation, she would have to deduce them.

What other secrets was he hiding…?

Chapter 146: Who Hurt Qian’er?

Silence met Mu Zhi’an’s words. Luo Yuan stared at the pills in Mu Zhi’an’s hand, his expression grave.

Such a vast quantity of Fifth-Grade pills… It was beyond the means of an ordinary disciple… no, even an inner disciple shouldn’t possess such wealth!

It seemed the Peak Masters’ suspicions were correct… Mu Zhi’an had indeed received favors from the elders.

“If there’s nothing else, Brother Luo, we’ll be on our way,” Mu Zhi’an said, bowing slightly.

He led the two girls away, leaving Luo Yuan speechless.

The Peak Master’s guess was right… Mu Zhi’an had definitely benefited from his visit to Dao Peak.

He had even gone to the Book Pavilion and received even more pills…

As for the elders’ motives, he didn’t know.

He would simply report his findings.

…

Hidden among the crowd, Ye Yu watched the scene unfold, his plan to intervene thwarted.

He stared at Mu Zhi’an’s retreating figure, his gaze lingering on Ye Lingxuan’s graceful silhouette.

“Master, did you sense anything from Bai Ruoxi?” he asked mentally.

The old man’s voice echoed in his mind. “Nothing so far.”

“Even you can’t detect the Heavenly Dao Aura… Could there have been someone else in the Dragon Head Forest that day? Did they steal it?” Ye Yu frowned, his mind racing.

Ever since Mu Zhi’an had tricked him in the Dragon Head Forest, causing him to lose the Heavenly Dao Aura, he had been suspicious. He had initially believed Mu Zhi’an possessed it.

However, a thorough examination had revealed nothing, and the matter had been dropped.

But recent events had rekindled his suspicions.

Bai Ruoxi had only been at the Two Polarities Sect for a short time, yet she had already advanced from the First Stage to the Second Stage of Core Formation… Her cultivation speed was monstrous.

It was almost as if…

What if Mu Zhi’an had transferred the Heavenly Dao Aura to Bai Ruoxi?

That would explain why he hadn’t possessed it, and it would also explain her rapid progress.

Mu Zhi’an had stolen the Heavenly Dao Aura and given it to Bai Ruoxi to win her favor!

“There were only a few people in the Dragon Head Forest that day. After the Heavenly Dao Aura left your body, Bai Ruoxi and Mu Zhi’an disappeared for a while. Mu Zhi’an is the most likely culprit,” the old man’s voice said.

“If he doesn’t have it, then he must have given it to someone…”

“But the Heavenly Dao Aura… it’s such a precious treasure. How could he entrust it to Bai Ruoxi?” Ye Yu wondered aloud. “Isn’t he worried she’ll leave him once she becomes powerful?”

This was the reason he hadn’t considered this possibility before, and it was also why the other families hadn’t suspected it.

The Heavenly Dao Aura represented immense destiny. Whoever possessed it was destined for greatness.

Why would Mu Zhi’an risk giving it to Bai Ruoxi, only to have her abandon him later?

Wouldn’t he regret it immensely?

“That young master from the Mu Family is a cunning fox. Did you not see how those two girls looked at him?” the old man’s voice said.

“He’s simply using sweet words to deceive them. Once they realize his true nature, he’s finished. I might not even have to lift a finger!” Ye Yu thought, his voice laced with venom.

The old man fell silent.

It had been a while since they had left Tianxuan City. Bai Ruoxi was likely completely smitten with Mu Zhi’an. Judging by their affectionate gazes, separating them would be difficult.

“Regardless, we’ll know for sure if the Heavenly Dao Aura is with her once she advances again,” Ye Yu said.

If she advanced within a short period, only the Heavenly Dao Aura could explain such rapid progress.

Talent alone couldn’t account for such speed.

“But even if they have the Heavenly Dao Aura, so what?”

My cultivation speed is just as fast!

Sensing Ye Yu’s thoughts, the old man cautioned, “Don’t underestimate Mu Zhi’an. His cultivation speed is comparable to yours. Judging by his aura, he’s already reached the Seventh Stage of Foundation Establishment.”

Ye Yu was stunned. “How is that possible…?”

It had only been a short time! How could he have progressed so quickly?

Even he was only at the Fifth Stage…

However, this made things more interesting… Crushing Mu Zhi’an at the Immortal Ascension Ceremony wouldn’t be as satisfying if there wasn’t a challenge.

A fire rekindled within Ye Yu.

For now, I need to visit the Pilgrimage Palace.

If Master is right about the great opportunity there… I need to act quickly!

…

Meanwhile, Mu Zhi’an led the two girls back to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony, releasing their hands only after entering the residence.

He turned to Bai Ruoxi, a smile playing on his lips. “Ruoxi, next time someone like that bothers you, just draw your sword.”

She shook her head gently. “Fighting within the Jade Glass Palace would only cause trouble for you.”

“Besides, I’m just a weak girl. I couldn’t possibly defeat him.” She gazed at him with adoration.

Ye Lingxuan rolled her eyes, shooting Bai Ruoxi a sideways glance.

A Second Stage Core Formation cultivator calling herself a weak girl in front of a Seventh Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator… Did she even believe her own words?

Mu Zhi’an smiled warmly, oblivious to their silent exchange.

“What did Luo Yuan say to you, Brother Mu?” Ye Lingxuan asked softly.

“He offered me a million Spirit Stones and two pills to introduce him to you,” he replied.

She frowned. “How disgusting.”

He chuckled, seeing her displeasure. “However, Luo Yuan might not have been targeting you specifically.”

“Or rather, he was targeting you, but you weren’t his primary objective.”

“What do you mean?” she asked, confused.

Bai Ruoxi also looked at him, her beautiful eyes filled with curiosity.

“The Peak Masters likely have their own spies and information networks throughout the sect. I made a big show of visiting Dao Peak yesterday and was escorted back to the Jade Glass Palace by the Second Elder of Middle Peak… The other Peak Masters are probably aware of this,” he explained.

“What does that have to do with Luo Yuan?” Ye Lingxuan asked.

“Which peak is he from?”

“The Peak of Celestial Secrets… But what is he trying to do?”

“It’s not what he’s trying to do, but what the Peak Master of the Peak of Celestial Secrets is trying to do.”

He smiled enigmatically, seeing their puzzled expressions. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

He couldn’t very well tell them that the Peak Masters were likely coveting his body, hoping to nurture him to the Core Formation Realm before making their move…

Yu Xuanji had clearly been interested in him as well, though she had been more subtle about it.

The Peak of Celestial Secrets had likely received intel about his visit to Dao Peak and had sent Luo Yuan to probe him.

As for Luo Yuan’s attempts to woo Bai Ruoxi and Ye Lingxuan… that was probably his own initiative.

Yu Xuanji wouldn’t resort to such methods.

Regardless, Mu Zhi’an had taken the opportunity to “leak” information to the Peak Master of the Peak of Celestial Secrets.

The Fifth-Grade pills spoke for themselves.

An ordinary disciple couldn’t possibly possess such wealth.

By displaying the pills, he was sending a clear message: the other Peak Masters were making their moves.

Whether it was because of Ling Long or his Innate Celestial Vessel, he was a valuable asset.

Upon returning to his peak, Luo Yuan’s report would be obvious.

And afterwards, perhaps he would receive a gift from the Peak of Celestial Secrets.

After escorting Bai Ruoxi back to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony, Mu Zhi’an made an excuse to walk Ye Lingxuan back to her residence.

His decision wasn’t a reflection of his feelings. He had considered their personalities before choosing this course of action.

Bai Ruoxi was aloof and distant at first, but once she warmed up to someone, she revealed a gentle and affectionate side. As long as he reassured her of his feelings, she wouldn’t be overly jealous.

After all, she possessed a forgiving heart.

Ye Lingxuan, on the other hand, might seem mature and composed, but she still possessed the typical pride and petulance of a girl her age. She required more attention and reassurance.

Of course, girls her age were also more innocent. Even if she got upset, a few sweet words would be enough to appease her.

As for Bai Ruoxi, he could simply shower her with affection later that night.

The afternoon sun filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Mu Zhi’an walked Ye Lingxuan back to her residence. He was about to leave when she spoke.

“Won’t you stay for a cup of tea, Brother Mu?” she asked, her voice sweet and inviting.

He hesitated for a moment, then smiled. “Alright.”

He wanted to return to his cultivation, but he couldn’t refuse her request.

They sat down in the pavilion, and she poured him a cup of tea. “Thank you for your help today, Brother Mu. If it weren’t for you, Sister Bai and I would still be dealing with that annoying Luo Yuan,” she said.

He chuckled, taking a sip of his tea. “He wouldn’t have bothered you for long, even without my intervention.”

“After all, I was his target.”

She frowned. “That sounds like you’re saying you’re more charming than Sister Bai and I.”

“You’re both very charming. However, Luo Yuan had a mission, so his attention shifted to me once I arrived,” he explained.

“Speaking of which, where did you get all those pills, Brother Mu?” she asked, her brow furrowing with curiosity.

Even she couldn’t produce so many Fifth-Grade pills at once.

He had only been gone for a few hours, yet he had returned with a small fortune in pills.

“Master Yan was generous. She gifted most of them to me today.”

He retrieved a jade bottle from his storage ring and placed a portion of the pills on the table before her.

“These are Qi Gathering Pills. Dissolve one in your bathwater each time you cultivate. You used them last night, so you know how to use them, right?”

“If you need help, I can…”

She shot him a knowing look.

That sly fox… He’s just trying to find an excuse to…

He grabbed her hand, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I haven’t even said anything yet. Don’t accuse me falsely.”

She gently pulled her hand away, her gaze meeting his for a brief moment before she looked away. “Are you going to give some of these pills to Sister Bai as well, Brother Mu?” she asked softly.

She had expected him to panic, but he simply sighed, his expression turning serious. “Lingxuan, you know about Ruoxi and me, don’t you?”

As he had anticipated, they were all aware of his “scumbag” tendencies, even if they didn’t acknowledge it openly. She simply hummed in response.

He squeezed her hand gently. “No matter what, you’ll always hold a special place in my heart, Lingxuan.”

She was touched by his sincerity.

Her annoyance with his philandering ways faded.

However, remembering how he had given the same pills to Bai Ruoxi, she pouted. “You’re such a two-timer, Brother Mu.”

He didn’t mind. In fact, he was relieved.

As he had predicted, despite her aloof and unapproachable demeanor, Ye Lingxuan was easily swayed by a few sweet words and gestures of affection.

Girls like her craved sweet nothings.

The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the pavilion.

Sensing her softened gaze, he asked tentatively, “Lingxuan, should I head back now?”

“What’s the rush? Let’s chat a little longer… I have some questions about cultivation,” she said, her voice laced with a hint of petulance.

He had only just arrived! They hadn’t even had a proper conversation yet.

He wanted to return to his cultivation, but he couldn’t refuse.

They chatted for a while longer, her laughter filling the air as he teased her playfully.

He took the opportunity to wrap his arm around her slender waist, his gaze meeting hers.

Their eyes locked, each reflecting the other’s image.

He leaned in, his lips approaching hers.

Her eyelashes fluttered, but she didn’t resist. A wave of shyness washed over her as she closed her eyes, surrendering to his kiss.

Time seemed to stand still.

After a while, a sweet voice called out from outside the residence.

“Sister, I’m back!”

Qian’er is back…

Ye Lingxuan’s body stiffened, and she pulled away from his embrace, her face burning with shame. She frantically smoothed her hair and straightened her dress.

As she turned towards the entrance, a wave of nervousness washed over her.

…She wasn’t ready to face Qian’er.

Chapter 145: A Masterclass in Double Standards

Bai Ruoxi left the Garden of Heavenly Harmony, heading towards the elegant residence where Ye Lingxuan resided.

Outside the Jade Glass Palace was a spacious plaza with a lake at its center. A circular path surrounded the lake, dotted with pavilions at regular intervals.

As Bai Ruoxi emerged from her secluded residence, she saw numerous cultivators strolling along the lakeshore, many of them Dao Companions or fellow disciples.

After spending several days together, the sect disciples had formed their own social circles. The more exceptional female disciples were pursued by numerous admirers, so this lively scene was hardly surprising.

Bai Ruoxi followed the path, intending to find Mu Zhi’an’s “good sister” for a friendly chat.

Just then, a slender figure in purple approached from the opposite direction. Her exquisite embroidered shoes tapped lightly against the ground, and an ancient-looking ring adorned her finger. A gentle smile graced her delicate features, drawing admiring glances from the surrounding disciples.

The two girls, one aloof and delicate, the other youthful and elegant, presented an impossible choice.

…This was precisely why Mu Zhi’an had opted for “all of the above.”

Many disciples within the Jade Glass Palace recognized the two talented girls. After all, they had been the subject of a fierce rivalry among the Peak Masters during the inner disciple selection.

Furthermore, the Third Prince’s earlier disruption at the Garden of Heavenly Harmony had become common knowledge.

“Sister Bai, what a coincidence! Where are you headed?” Ye Lingxuan asked, her eyebrows curving into crescents as she met Bai Ruoxi’s gaze.

Bai Ruoxi was surprised by the unexpected encounter.

“I was just about to visit you, Lingxuan,” she replied with a gentle smile. “Where are you going?”

Ye Lingxuan seemed surprised, then smiled sweetly. “What a coincidence! I was just about to visit you as well, Sister Bai.”

They exchanged surprised glances.

Spotting a vacant pavilion, they settled down and chatted like close sisters.

As their conversation flowed, Ye Lingxuan casually asked, “If I’m not mistaken, Sister Bai is currently at the Second Stage of Core Formation?”

Her posture was impeccable, elegant like a white heron. Her gentle smile and refined demeanor elicited a silent admiration from even the proud Bai Ruoxi.

Had she been fully developed, the title of “Tianxuan City’s Most Beautiful Woman” might have been a contest between her and Bai Ruoxi.

Bai Ruoxi nodded. “Yes, Second Stage.”

She paused, her voice softening with concern. “If I’m not mistaken, Lingxuan, it’s been a while since your last breakthrough?”

Ye Lingxuan seemed unconcerned, smiling serenely. “Cultivation is a journey, not a race.”

“On the other hand, Sister Bai, each stage within the Core Formation Realm requires considerable time and effort.”

She then steered the conversation towards her main point. “Speaking of which, I recently acquired some pills that might be helpful for your cultivation…”

As she spoke, she retrieved a jade bottle from her storage ring, seemingly unfazed by Bai Ruoxi’s intense gaze.

However, Bai Ruoxi’s smile vanished, replaced by a slight frown. “Are you referring to Qi Gathering Pills?” she asked, her voice laced with displeasure.

A vein throbbed on her forehead as she waved her hand, conjuring an identical jade bottle onto the table.

Ye Lingxuan’s smile faltered, and she tilted her head slightly.

That sneaky Mu Zhi’an! He gave Qi Gathering Pills to someone else…? She bit her lip, her feigned composure cracking to reveal a hint of jealousy.

She had been touched by Mu Zhi’an’s careful gesture when he had given her nine Qi Gathering Pills.

She hadn’t expected him to share them with Bai Ruoxi as well…

As they sat in awkward silence, a gentle voice interrupted them.

“Are you two the inner disciples chosen by the Peak Masters?”

They turned to see a handsome young man approaching. He was clad in a black robe, his demeanor exuding confidence and charisma. His warm smile, illuminated by the afternoon sun, drew the attention of several female disciples.

Among those disciples, a seemingly unremarkable young man stood out.

Ye Yu.

He stared at Luo Yuan, a flicker of anticipation in his eyes.

If Luo Yuan could distract them for a while, this might be his chance to make a good impression on Ruoxi and Lingxuan!

Ye Lingxuan whispered to Bai Ruoxi, “His name is Luo Yuan. He was personally chosen by the Peak Master of the Peak of Celestial Secrets.”

There were only eleven inner disciple slots available: one for each of the Nine Peaks, and two additional slots for the top two peaks from the previous sect competition.

Luo Yuan was the tenth inner disciple chosen.

His status, coupled with his handsome appearance, made him a standout among the newly accepted disciples. He had already attracted the attention of numerous female disciples.

Furthermore, rumor had it that he came from a powerful background and was incredibly generous. Becoming his Dao Companion would ensure a life of luxury and comfort.

However, such things held no appeal for the two girls.

They acknowledged the young man with a polite nod, then ignored him.

Undeterred, Luo Yuan approached their pavilion, his smile bright and friendly. “If I’m not mistaken, you two are the inner disciples of Boundless Sea Peak and Dao Peak?”

Bai Ruoxi’s demeanor remained aloof. She simply hummed in acknowledgment, then turned to Ye Lingxuan with a smile. “Lingxuan, about what we were discussing… perhaps we should continue this conversation at the Garden of Heavenly Harmony?”

Ye Lingxuan, quick-witted as ever, understood her meaning immediately. “You’re right, Sister Bai. Let’s go to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.”

She offered Luo Yuan a polite nod, then rose to leave with Bai Ruoxi.

“There’s no need to rush,” Luo Yuan interjected. “The Immortal Ascension Ceremony is still a year away, but for cultivators, a year passes in the blink of an eye. We newly accepted disciples should get to know each other and look out for one another.”

He retrieved a jade bottle from his storage ring, a smile playing on his lips. “Speaking of which, I have two Jade Beauty Pills I recently acquired from Brother Ye. I’d be happy to give them to you.”

Fifth-Grade Jade Beauty Pills!

The surrounding disciples gasped.

Though they couldn’t hear the conversation, they understood the situation.

Normally, such pills could only be obtained from the Alchemy Pavilion in exchange for sect contribution points earned by completing missions.

Purchasing them directly with Spirit Stones would cost around thirty thousand per pill. However, their allure was such that even at forty thousand, they would still be in high demand.

Offering them as gifts… most female disciples wouldn’t be able to resist.

Ye Yu frowned slightly.

He hadn’t expected Luo Yuan to use the Jade Beauty Pills he had sold him to woo his sister and Bai Ruoxi.

If they accepted the pills, they would be indebted to Luo Yuan, opening the door for endless harassment… And with his talent and charm, he might even succeed in winning one of their hearts…

However, intervening now wouldn’t create a lasting impression.

I should wait… until they’re truly desperate… Then, my intervention will have the greatest impact… He thought, his gaze fixed on the pavilion.

Suddenly, a disciple pointed towards the sky. “Look! Is that a Senior Sister or an elder arriving at the Jade Glass Palace?”

All the residents of the Jade Glass Palace were newly accepted disciples, mostly at the Foundation Establishment Realm, with the exception of Bai Ruoxi and Wei Mengrou.

Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm couldn’t fly, so it was natural for the disciples to assume the approaching figure was a senior member of the sect.

Ye Lingxuan and Bai Ruoxi also noticed the approaching figure, but they weren’t interested. They politely declined Luo Yuan’s offer and prepared to leave.

Just then, a frivolous voice called out from behind them.

“Where are you two going? Stay and play with me for a while.”

Ye Lingxuan frowned, her eyes flashing with displeasure at the disrespectful tone.

Bai Ruoxi also frowned slightly.

Luo Yuan narrowed his eyes, glancing at the young man approaching them.

Competition…?

As the young man reached the two girls, he boldly grabbed their hands.

Bai Ruoxi’s eyes narrowed dangerously, her hand instinctively reaching for her Bronze Sword.

However, she turned to see Mu Zhi’an landing gracefully on his black flying sword.

It was clear that he had used his spiritual energy to alter his voice and tease them.

Ye Lingxuan also turned, her cheeks flushing slightly as she met his gaze. She didn’t pull away, but she lowered her eyes, acutely aware of the stares from the surrounding disciples.

A closer look revealed a hint of resentment in her usually calm eyes.

Hmm… something’s wrong…

Mu Zhi’an immediately picked up on the resentment in her gaze. As a seasoned “fish farmer,” he knew something was amiss.

He had just returned from the Book Pavilion and was unaware of what had transpired, but seeing Ye Lingxuan and Bai Ruoxi together… he could guess.

I wonder who initiated the bragging rights competition… He pondered briefly.

Their apparent shyness only fueled the envy in the eyes of the surrounding disciples.

If it were just Bai Ruoxi, it would be one thing. But Mu Zhi’an was clearly aiming for both of them… And they seemed perfectly content with the arrangement. It was infuriating.

Luo Yuan also frowned, but he maintained his charming smile. “I’ve heard much about you, Young Master Mu. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you,” he said, cupping his hands in greeting.

Mu Zhi’an stared at him, puzzled.

Who the hell is this guy?

He noticed Luo Yuan’s lingering glances at Ye Lingxuan and Bai Ruoxi and understood.

I was gone for a few hours, and someone’s already hitting on my wife and sister?

“I am Luo Yuan, an inner disciple of the Peak of Celestial Secrets,” the young man introduced himself, sensing Mu Zhi’an’s confusion.

Mu Zhi’an bowed slightly. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Brother Luo. I’ve heard much about you as well.”

Seeing his amicable demeanor, Luo Yuan chuckled and transmitted his voice discreetly. “Young Master Mu, aren’t you being a bit greedy? You already have the lovely Miss Bai. Leave some for your brothers.”

Mu Zhi’an raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean, Brother Luo?”

“Why don’t you introduce me to Miss Ye Lingxuan… Of course, I won’t let you go empty-handed. These two Jade Beauty Pills are yours.”

Two Jade Beauty Pills, worth a combined seventy to eighty thousand Spirit Stones… Most disciples wouldn’t be able to amass such wealth even after saving for a year or two.

However, Mu Zhi’an shook his head resolutely, his gaze meeting Luo Yuan’s. “Brother Luo, Lingxuan is my most precious sister. Don’t try to taint our relationship with pills! Even if you offered a hundred thousand, no… even a million or ten million Spirit Stones, I wouldn’t leave her side!”

He emphasized the word “sister,” subtly reassuring Bai Ruoxi that Ye Lingxuan was nothing more than a sibling, hoping to prevent any potential outbursts.

His firm refusal touched Ye Lingxuan’s heart. Her initial annoyance with his two-timing faded, replaced by a surge of affection.

Though she hadn’t heard Luo Yuan’s proposition, Mu Zhi’an’s words made it clear that a deal had been offered, and she was likely the subject of that deal…

His unwavering loyalty gave her a sense of security.

Luo Yuan’s face darkened as he watched Mu Zhi’an’s righteous display.

Not only had he refused, but he had done so openly, embarrassing him in front of the other disciples.

This Mu Zhi’an… he’s cunning…

Luo Yuan took a deep breath, then said, “One hundred thousand Spirit Stones.”

This time, he didn’t bother with discreet transmissions.

“If you leave now, Young Master Mu, the Spirit Stones and the two Jade Beauty Pills are yours.”

“You know how valuable Fifth-Grade pills are. You might not even be able to find them at the Alchemy Pavilion.”

With such wealth, pursuing any girl would be child’s play. However, Luo Yuan knew Mu Zhi’an might not agree… But even a moment of hesitation would be enough to exploit.

As expected, Mu Zhi’an’s eyes widened in surprise. “You’re offering that much?”

Luo Yuan smiled faintly, about to press his advantage.

Just then, Mu Zhi’an retrieved a jade bottle from his storage ring. He opened it, revealing its contents to Luo Yuan’s astonished gaze.

A quick scan with his spiritual sense confirmed that the bottle was filled with Fifth-Grade pills… over thirty of them!

“These are Fifth-Grade Essence Restoration Pills. Thirty-six of them.”

Mu Zhi’an placed another bottle on the table. “These are Essence Replenishing Pills. Nine of them.”

“And these are Jade Beauty Pills. Six of them.”

“And lastly, Qi Gathering Pills. Forty-five of them.”

He smiled at Luo Yuan. “I had no idea Fifth-Grade pills were so valuable, Brother Luo.”

“You seem to like pills so much. I’ll give you ten Fifth-Grade pills and a hundred thousand Spirit Stones. How about you give me your wife?”