It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists-Chapter 435: You Wouldn’t Want the Spiritual Dragon to Die from Karmic Fire, Would You?

Lan Mulian’s voice was cold, but her gaze softened as she looked at her sister. “But he already had a Dao Companion before we met him, and now there’s the Jade Empress, a Transcendence Realm cultivator.”

“Before we can catch up to the Jade Empress, the thought of having him all to ourselves, even if we have it, is just a fantasy.”

Lan Feiying narrowed her eyes, her voice seductive, a dangerous glint in her eyes. “So, Sister’s plan is to… claim him after reaching a similar realm as the Jade Empress…?”

“We don’t necessarily have to have him all to ourselves, but at least we won’t have to… worry about the Jade Empress’s reaction,” Lan Mulian said softly.

A smile flickered in Lan Feiying’s eyes. “So, Sister means, these… temporary flings don’t matter. The future is what’s important?”

The Jade Empress was their true ‘enemy.’ As for the others… although troublesome, they weren’t considered enemies.

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The Lan sisters were now united against a common foe.

After chatting for a while, they began their cultivation.

Meanwhile, Mu Zhian had just left the Polar Star Forest on his sword.

Many plants in the forest had withered, and as the cold wind blew, they crumbled into ashes.

Wei Mengrou silently followed behind her Young Master. She knew that she had absorbed the life force of the forest, not intentionally, but because of the… shadow behind her.

Just as they were about to leave the Polar Star Forest, Mu Zhian paused, sensing cultivators approaching.

Few people came to the Polar Star Forest, and these people were being stealthy, as if trying to avoid being noticed.

He glanced at Wei Mengrou.

Understanding, she activated a technique and grabbed Mu Zhian’s wrist, concealing them both.

At the same time, Mu Zhian used a Southern Wilderness secret technique, enveloping himself in black mist, completely masking his aura.

An elderly man in green robes appeared not far ahead.

A middle-aged man stood before him, and they seemed to be communicating through voice transmission, as no sound could be heard.

“Why are they meeting secretly in the Lan family’s forest so late at night?”

Mu Zhian observed them from the shadows.

He recognized the elder. It was the Grand Elder of the Lan family. He didn’t recognize the other man, who was probably not from the Lan family.

After a while, the two men seemed to notice the changes in the Polar Star Forest. After exchanging a few words through voice transmission, the Grand Elder took out a jade slip and handed it to the other man, then quickly left.

“He just gave him a jade slip?” Wei Mengrou asked suspiciously after they left.

Mu Zhian nodded slightly. “On the day of the ancestral worship ceremony, the Lan family ancestor will bestow a divine oracle and open the Lan family’s secret realm. According to the ancestor’s decree, any cultivator can enter. But to reach the depths of the secret realm, you need this jade slip.”

He had heard this from Senior Sister Lan.

“That man’s robes were embroidered with a half-moon. If I’m not mistaken, he should be the Holy Son of the Clear Moon Holy Land. But why did the Grand Elder secretly give him a jade slip?” Wei Mengrou murmured.

Mu Zhian remained silent, his mind racing.

The Grand Elder’s secrecy meant he didn’t want others to know… The problem must be the jade slip.

“Let’s go back. I’ll ask Senior Sister tonight,” Mu Zhian said immediately.

He didn’t care about the Lan family’s matters. Even if the entire clan disappeared, it wouldn’t affect him.

But the Lan sisters were different.

He had to make sure they wouldn’t be harmed.

…

After leaving the Polar Star Forest, Mu Zhian immediately found Lan Mulian and Lan Feiying.

“The Clear Moon Holy Land is a powerful force in the Eastern Continent, second only to the Lan family,” Lan Mulian said after hearing Mu Zhian’s question.

“As for their relationship… as far as I know, they haven’t interacted much.”

Mu Zhian nodded slightly. “Does the Clear Moon Holy Land usually participate in the trials after the Lan family’s ancestral worship ceremony?”

Lan Mulian shook her head. “Of course not. Every major power in the Eastern Continent has its own Dao and techniques. Only lone cultivators are allowed to participate in the Lan family’s trials.”

Seeing Mu Zhian’s thoughtful expression, Lan Mulian asked, “Why are you suddenly asking about this?”

Mu Zhian shook his head and chuckled. “Nothing. I just happened to see a disciple from the Clear Moon Holy Land today and was a bit curious.”

He glanced at the next room. “Feiying should still be meditating. I won’t disturb you. I’ll come and have tea with you tomorrow, Senior Sister.”

Mu Zhian stood up and turned to leave.

But at the doorway, he hesitated, turned back to Lan Mulian, and transmitted his voice, “I saw the Grand Elder of the Lan family giving a jade slip to the Holy Son of the Clear Moon Holy Land in the Polar Star Forest today.”

As far as Mu Zhian knew, the Grand Elder was the one who had enthusiastically invited the Lan sisters back to the Lan family.

Most of the other elders had opposed it.

Why would the Grand Elder, who supported their return, have secret dealings with the Clear Moon Holy Land?

This was confusing.

Lan Mulian’s eyes flickered. “The Lan family has never interacted with the Clear Moon Holy Land, especially not the Grand Elder… When did they start having secret dealings…?”

She was intelligent and naturally sensed something amiss.

Good question, but I also want to know… Mu Zhian complained inwardly.

The Clear Moon Holy Land and the Lan family were rivals. The Lan family allowed any cultivator to enter the secret realm during the ancestral worship ceremony, but they wouldn’t allow members of the Clear Moon Holy Land to enter.

And with the Clear Moon Holy Land’s resources, they shouldn’t need the opportunities within the Lan family’s secret realm.

So why did they want to enter?

The problem must be the jade slip.

It had been personally handed to the Holy Son of the Clear Moon Holy Land by the Grand Elder.

With that jade slip, Lan family members could easily reach the depths of the secret realm.

But logically, even with the jade slip, non-Lan family members couldn’t gain the ancestor’s approval. What was the point of entering the depths of the secret realm then?

Could there be something there that the Clear Moon Holy Land desired?

They continued chatting for a while. Mu Zhian didn’t care about the Lan family’s affairs, but he enjoyed talking with Senior Sister, who was beautiful and… well-endowed. Although they had been intimate before, chatting with her while she was dressed was a different experience.

Seeing Lan Mulian lost in thought, Mu Zhian excused himself.

He couldn’t continue chatting. He had to know when to stop. After all, he still had Wei Mengrou’s scent on him, and Senior Sister might notice.

And he had already shared most of his thoughts. He had nothing left to say.

Lan Mulian looked at Mu Zhian thoughtfully and smiled faintly. “By the way, Junior Brother, what were you doing in the Polar Star Forest for so long today?”

“There was a suspicious person with Huang Weifeng earlier. I tracked her to the Polar Star Forest, but I didn’t see anyone,” Mu Zhian said with a hint of regret.

Lan Mulian said calmly, “If I remember correctly, there’s a good hot spring in the Polar Star Forest that can relieve fatigue. Are you interested in going tomorrow?”

“If Senior Sister wishes, I’ll naturally accompany you… But why do you suddenly want to go to a hot spring?”

“I want to experience what Miss Wei experienced tonight.”

“How was Miss Wei?”

Mu Zhian’s face froze in shock.

…

“How did Senior Sister know? I was in the Polar Star Forest. Why does she know everything? Did she install a camera on me or something?”

Back in his room, Mu Zhian was exhausted.

After a simple medicinal bath, he lay down on the bed and meditated for over an hour, his complexion gradually recovering.

Just as he opened his eyes, he heard a shrill cry from outside. He opened the door and saw a black bird circling in the sky.

It held a letter in its beak, tilted its head, looked at Mu Zhian, and swooped down.

The black bird transformed into a wisp of black hair and gently landed, dropping the letter.

“This isn’t from Senior Sister. She would have used a paper crane…”

Mu Zhian opened the letter and read the message: The Spiritual Dragon is plagued by misfortune and tormented by karmic fire. If she’s in trouble, please take care of her… You wouldn’t want her to die from karmic fire, would you?

The Spiritual Dragon had always suffered from karmic fire because she had devoured three portions of Heavenly Dao Energy.

But after transferring two portions to Mu Zhian, she hadn’t suffered from it anymore.

“Why is she suddenly plagued by karmic fire again? Did something go wrong with her cultivation?”

But even if there was a problem with her cultivation, she shouldn’t be plagued by misfortune. After all, the Spiritual Dragon was favored by the heavens…

“And who wrote this letter—”

Mu Zhian noticed the name at the end of the letter.

Shang Yanfei.

It’s rare for Sect Master Lin to remember to write to me… Mu Zhian chuckled inwardly.

Back in Tianxuan City, he had exchanged letters with both the Sect Master and Lan Mulian, but after his… secret was revealed, his correspondence with Shang Yanfei had decreased significantly.

It was probably because Shang Yanfei, out of consideration for Lan Mulian, didn’t want to communicate with the man her disciple liked.

But he hadn’t expected her to send him a letter today.

And she hadn’t even used a paper crane.

This meant that the Sect Master knew his location, even this specific room.

“That woman is truly unfathomable…”

“And why do I sense a hint of… ‘cuckolding’ in Sect Master Lin’s words? How does she know about this… She’s a recluse who never leaves the sect.”

Mu Zhian looked at the letter, pondered for a moment, and called out inwardly, “Senior Ye.”

Wisps of fire, like threads, gathered in the room, and a woman in a black and red dress silently appeared.

Her face was beautiful, and the red dot between her brows added a touch of playfulness and charm, making her appear even more divine.

“What is it? Finally willing to summon me?” she asked, looking at Mu Zhian with a smile.

“I’ve actually missed you quite a bit these past few days, Senior Ye. I just couldn’t find the right opportunity…” Mu Zhian said tactfully.

Ye Qingxin glanced at the boy. “You’re always so good with words. Just say what you want to say. I’m not that petty.”

Mu Zhian pondered for a moment. “Senior Ye, during your time in the Eastern Continent, have you heard any rumors about the Sect Master?”

“Are you referring to Shang Yanfei?”

Ye Qingxin nodded. “Back then, the Ye family was very powerful in the Eastern Continent, with more than two potential Dao Integration experts. Shang Yanfei had already reached the Dao Integration realm before I did.”

Just how long has Sect Master Lin lived…? Mu Zhian raised an eyebrow. “What’s the average lifespan of a Dao Integration expert?”

Ye Qingxin shook her head. “It varies. Some Dao Integration experts with powerful bloodlines only live for ten thousand years, while others can live for forty or fifty thousand years.”

“With Emperor-grade herbs, their lifespan can be extended by several lifetimes, depending on how much Dao law the herb contains,” Ye Qingxin explained.

Not all Emperor-grade herbs extended lifespans equally.

Mu Zhian whispered, “Then how long has the Sect Master lived?”

Shang Yanfei was always unfathomable. She had witnessed Lin Ling’s Dao Integration, even the tribulations of many Dao Integration experts in the Nine Provinces… Just how long had she lived?

Mu Zhian was curious.

Could a Dao Integration expert truly live for so long?

“With enough Emperor-grade herbs, she can live forever.”

Ye Qingxin paused, then continued, “But cultivating Emperor-grade herbs is extremely difficult. Even the few Dao Integration experts in the Nine Provinces might not possess a single one.”

“Even in the Heavenly Court, Emperor-grade herbs are rare, especially those containing Dao law.”

Seeing Mu Zhian’s silence, Ye Qingxin continued, “Some have suspected that Shang Yanfei has either grasped the secret of immortality or has already ascended to the Transcendence Realm.”

“Are you that interested in her?”

Mu Zhian chuckled. “The Path to Immortality has appeared in the Nine Provinces several times, but she never ascended. It’s natural to be curious.”

“That’s what you say, but you’re actually just… interested in her, so you want to know more about her, right?”

Ye Qingxin saw through his true intentions, a hint of displeasure in her voice, and sparks seemed to dance around her black and red dress.

As expected of an ancestor of the Ye family, even her jealousy is captivating… Mu Zhian thought, finding her incredibly alluring.

He gently took Ye Qingxin’s cool hand. “Whether I’m interested in the Sect Master isn’t important. What matters is that I know you’re the one with me now, Senior Ye.”

Ye Qingxin glanced at the boy, clearly not believing him.

But under his gentle gaze, she seemed to blush slightly, lowering her eyes and looking at her fair thighs illuminated by the firelight, remaining silent.

“After the ancestral worship ceremony, I’ll go to the Jade Pool Holy Land and try to bring your true body down to the lower realm using the ancient coffin,” Mu Zhian whispered.

“Then you can also ascend to the Transcendence Realm, Senior Ye.”

Ye Qingxin frowned. “I’m not with you to ascend.”

Now that Mu Zhian’s identity as the Lord of the Heavenly Court was almost certain, she knew he could give her a seat, but that would make it seem like she had ulterior motives for being with him.

“I know, but if you’re stronger, I’ll be safer, won’t I?” Mu Zhian chuckled.

Ye Qingxin was silent for a long time, then her brows relaxed as she nodded slightly.

Seeing her soften, seemingly embarrassed as she transformed into a wisp of consciousness and returned to the Innate Celestial Furnace, Mu Zhian breathed a sigh of relief.

The ‘fish’ in his pond were becoming increasingly difficult to control. He was afraid of messing up one day…

This wasn’t like Tianxuan City. If his harem exploded now, he would be torn to pieces.

Mu Zhian rubbed his forehead, intending to meditate on his bed.

As he turned around, he froze, staring at the silver-haired beauty who had appeared in his room.

After a moment, he tilted his head, as if doubting his own eyes.

Lin Ling also tilted her head, looking at Mu Zhian.

A strand of silver hair fell across her ear, and her clear, red eyes reflected Mu Zhian’s stunned expression.

“Aaa?”

She whispered softly.