294 - It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists

Web Novel Fan Translations Search Fan Novels Complete Works Ongoing Series Top Rankings Homepage > Fan Novels > It Turns Out, They Were the Protagonists It Turns Out, They Were the Protagonists Chapter 295 Author: ccc As he looked up at the original witch, he quietly asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?" The original witch gazed at Mu Zhian with a smile, "Could you keep me company here?" "Is this also a request left by your obsessions?" Mu Zhian questioned. The original witch gently shook her head. "I just find you comforting to be around. Being by your side gives me a sense of peace, so I'd like you to stay with me." Mu Zhian looked into her eyes. Those tender eyes had a trace of moisture, making her appear pitiable, and within them was a reflected image of him. What a remarkable person she is... stripped of everything by time, leaving behind only an endless stream of obsessions, she doesn't even remember what happened in the past, only constantly reminding herself: I will always love him. "You are truly remarkable," Mu Zhian sincerely marveled. The original witch tilted her head slightly, looking at him with curiosity. "But I can't stay here with you," Mu Zhian continued. He stared into the witch's eyes, seeking some angry or negative emotion, but she continued to smile, though there was a hint of disappointment in the depths of her eyes. "Is it because you're going to find other girls?" The original witch asked, her gaze warm and gentle. "If I say yes... what will you do?" Mu Zhian teetered on the brink of trouble with his response. The original witch smiled softly, "If you don't want to stay and keep me company, I can let you go." "But I still wish you could stay and chat with me... After all, this obsession might fade away soon, and who knows when we might meet again." As she said this, the original witch fell silent once more. From the black mist behind her, sounds of clinking chains seemed to ripple, as if ready to spring into action. Due to some special mystical method, Mu Zhian didn't hear the sound of chains, nor did he see the eerie black mist surrounding the original witch. He thought the witch was a gentle, obedient girl, but he didn't realize he was teetering on the edge of a 'dark room.' "Let's take a walk outside," Mu Zhian suddenly suggested, looking up at the dark-robed beauty before him. One must admit, although her attire was low-key, her silvery-white hair was too striking. No wonder she always wore a black hooded cloak in the past, probably to hide her conspicuous hair. "Take a walk outside...?" The chains behind the original witch paused slightly as she instinctively looked up at Mu Zhian. "Do you mean you want me to leave here with you?" the original witch asked. "We just need to leave the black box. It would be better to have a walk outside than sit here," Mu Zhian replied. The original witch tilted her head a bit, responding, "Is it alright? If I remember correctly, the reason for coming to the martial world this time is for the Ascension Tournament, right? Without enough points, you might miss the tournament." "The martial world test is important, but if it comes to it and I don't make it in time, so be it," Mu Zhian said with a carefree laugh under the original witch's gaze. "Sometimes you have to sacrifice something for certain things, and to me, this one is worth it." ... Beyond the black box, the black mist had almost covered half the area. Wei Mengrou and Tang Sufi were walking towards the depths of the black box. However, it seemed the black box couldn’t be opened by anyone other than Mu Zhian. Even Wei Mengrou couldn't, she could only watch the black mist emanating from the black box shield the secrets of heaven, unable to find a way to approach it. "Why is the black box that was with Lord Mu appearing here...?" Tang Sufi frowned slightly, gazing at the mysterious black box emitting thick black mist, murmuring to herself. Wei Mengrou also frowned, her eyes filled with confusion and puzzlement. Boom! Suddenly, the black mist inside the black box surged skyward, naturally drawing the attention of both of them. "Look, there's someone inside the black box...?" Tang Sufi suddenly whispered, her gaze tightly fixed on the surging black mist, and the faintly visible figure within it. The black mist was incredibly dense, almost reaching the sky, alerting cultivators in other areas, who couldn't help but turn their heads in its direction. Wei Mengrou followed with her gaze, and her eyes settled on the two figures within the black mist. One of those figures was Mu Zhian. How is he here...? And who is that person next to him? Wei Mengrou's eyes instinctively fell on the woman in the long black robe beside Mu Zhian. She furrowed her brow slightly, feeling a sense of familiarity for some reason. Beside her, Tang Sufi’s gaze was similarly fixed on the black-robed woman in the sky. And at that moment, as if sensing their gazes, the black-robed woman slightly turned her head and looked over. Even though it was just a casual glance, Tang Sufi felt an indescribable excitement welling up in her heart and nearly exclaimed, "The Original Witch?!" Wei Mengrou's gaze was similarly fixed on the airborne figure, coinciding with the original witch's gaze. The original witch looked at Wei Mengrou silently, as if seeing something in her eyes, with a hint of complexity in her own. "So it was you..." she murmured softly. The original witch quickly contained her thoughts, turning her head slightly, revealing an enchanting smile, "Let's go." "I am quite familiar with the martial world, so let me guide you." The black mist enveloped the two, and Mu Zhian, naturally, could not sense the spiritual fluctuations outside. He nodded slightly, about to speak. But before he could, he suddenly heard a gentle, melodious voice beside him. "I am quite familiar with the martial world myself. If it's just for a stroll, I can guide you as well. But are you not concerned about your martial world test?" What the... Yao Meng?! Almost the moment the voice rang out, Mu Zhian instinctively looked up to see a strand of blue light quietly illuminate, swallowing the black mist. A skirt the color of a clear blue sky fluttered in the cold wind, her bare feet hovering in mid-air, her eyes full of gentle smiles fixed on the original witch. "Who would've thought, the original witch isn't really dead." The original witch slightly narrowed her beautiful eyes. "The Azure Emperor?" Chapter 276 The Original Witch Wants a Joyride?! "The Azure Emperor?" The original witch squinted as she observed the blue-tinged figure emerging from the black mist. Clad in a long skirt of pale blue decorated with white floral embroidery, a sliver of her creamy waist peeked out with the wind's playful tug. Her elegant, snake-like waist was accentuated by the breeze, beneath the skirt lay a hint of feet akin to precious white jade. The original witch raised a delicate eyebrow, her bright eyes hidden under a black hood scrutinizing Yao Meng: "If I recall correctly, this is still within the martial world test, a Harmonization realm expert entering the martial world uninvited seems quite improper, no?" Yao Meng chuckled softly, gaze warm as she sized up the woman in the dark robe, then let her eyes fall on the slender hand tightly holding Mu Zhian's: "If one Harmonization realm presence is allowed, why not two?" "Besides..." She paused momentarily before continuing: "This is merely a wisp of my consciousness." For someone like Yao Meng, crossing from the Jade Lake Holy Land to the martial world isn't difficult, but her actual presence would disrupt the ongoing tests for the disciples in the martial world, hence she chose to send only her avatar. The original witch lifted her head slightly, her gentle gaze meeting that of the lady in blue before her: "Do you think a mere wisp of consciousness can take him away?" "I initially came to see if someone intended to keep him forcibly in the martial world, and intervene if necessary." Yao Meng glanced lightly at the original witch, speaking softly: "But it seems my intervention isn't needed." The original witch before her, too, was just an obsession left from millennia past, representing a long-cherished wish of the original witch. And that wish, simply, was to stay with Mu Zhian. Now, that wish has been fulfilled. Even without Yao Meng's action, the original witch's obsession would eventually dissipate. "In the martial world, take good care of him." As Yao Meng said this, she glanced casually at Mu Zhian. Why does it feel like I'm inheriting a legacy... Mu Zhian was filled with thoughts of sarcasm, unsure where to even start, and as he pondered his options, he suddenly sensed a gaze on him, prompting him to look up. The fairy of the Jade Lake Holy Land was observing him with a slight enigmatic smile. From an outsider's perspective, such a gentle smile appeared imbued with ethereal charm and mystery, yet Mu Zhian, knowing Yao Meng all too well, understood the hidden danger behind that serene smile. Given that Yao Meng had already spoken, Mu Zhian could only choose to remain silent, embracing silence as wisdom. With the situation as it was, he had no choice but to endure and finish this unintended meeting with the original witch. As for returning... that could be dealt with later. At worst, it meant making a sacrificial stand against Yao Meng... Of course, that's the best-case scenario. As for the worst-case outcome... no one knows what terrifying methods of punishment an emperor like her, existing for millennia, might have. Perhaps vines, bindings, or a confinement room... While Mu Zhian was lost in worry about the future, Yao Meng’s wisp of consciousness had quietly dissipated on the other side. Steadying his nerves slightly, Mu Zhian turned to the original witch and said, "Let's go." "Is there anywhere you want to visit?" he continued. The original witch shook her head gently, smiling softly at him, "As long as I'm with you, it doesn't matter where we go." "No matter where we go, this obsession will only last a certain time before it fades. So, I want to stay with you as much as possible," the original witch said. Mu Zhian remained silent. It was hard for him to understand the depths of the original witch's feelings, as he had no memories of being with her in the past. Yet her obsession with him ran so deep, it was moving. Mu Zhian removed her hood, looking into her bright eyes, which reflected the falling snowflakes. Occasionally, sounds of cultivators clashing with their techniques echoed from the surroundings, but Mu Zhian's focus remained on the original witch. An obsession represents the living person's strong desire for something. This desire, having persisted for millennia against the elements, had never disappeared. In the martial world, the original witch's obsession was like a long-hidden box, unnoticed by all because the person she waited for had not appeared. Until one day when he appeared, and the sealed box opened, showing that after years of weathering, it remained intact. Her love for him never wavered, even though she had forgotten the past events, constantly reminding herself: —I have always loved him. It would be a lie to say Mu Zhian wasn’t moved; he had no greater pursuit but a soft spot for beauties. Although the original witch seemed slightly to exhibit yandere tendencies, she still captivated him. Apart from affection, Mu Zhian felt a lot of sympathy for her. "Or perhaps you can guide me around, as you should be familiar with the martial world?" Mu Zhian offered his hand to the original witch. Regardless, they could go to many places while her obsession lingered, at least leave a fond memory for her. The original witch gently removed her black hood and smiled brilliantly, "Alright." Boom! With those words, the surrounding black mist dispersed. The black box silently closed and fell into Mu Zhian’s storage ring. Cultivators in the area searched for suitable resting spots, and as the mist cleared, the two figures were clearly visible to all. "Look over there!" "That cultivator seems to be a disciple of my sect, but who is that silver-haired beauty by his side...?" "It seems we haven't seen her in the martial world until now..." "Naturally, with so many people entering the martial world this time, how could you have seen everyone?" a cultivator joked. "That's different. A stunning beauty like her couldn't have been unnoticed if she was here." This comment sparked laughter, and their attention involuntarily turned to the silver-haired beauty in midair. Although joking, there was truth to their words. A beauty so captivating would surely have been noticed had she been in the area. Wei Mengrou quietly gazed at the figure of the black-robed woman, frowning slightly, "Something seems off about her aura." Before, Tang Sufi might have joked about Wei Mengrou being 'jealous,' but at that moment, she had no heart for such teasing. Chapter Index: Previous | Next | 295/718 Previous: No One Understands Being a Villain More Than I Do Next: Anime: Transform into a Superhero at the Start Recommended Reading! 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