305 - It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists

**Webnovel Platform** **Search** **Fan Fiction** **Complete Fan Fiction** **Serialized Fan Fiction** **Rankings** **Home > Fan Fiction > Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists** **Chapter 305: Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists** **Author: ccc** Mu Zhian unleashed the Pure World Green Lotus, its formidable aura rushing towards the golden divine figure in the sky. However, as Gu Boxing had predicted, a peak Void Returning level couldn’t be challenged by someone at the Spirit Refining stage. With just a dismissive snort, the Pure World Green Lotus dissipated. Behind Bai Ruoxi, her radiant sword began to glow subtly, but just then, a massive cage descended from the sky with a resounding crash! The cage ensnared them, the formation within silently operating. Despite the forceful strikes from the radiant sword, it could barely shake the structure without destroying it. This was the power of a peak Void Returning level master, buttressed by the collective "faith power" of the Great Qian Dynasty's people — the nation's grandmaster. If they were of the same rank, Bai Ruoxi might have broken through the formation, but against a grandmaster wielding such faith power, a Spirit Refining cultivator was no match. "Grandmaster, have you considered the repercussions of your actions?" Lan Muli stared up at the golden divine figure, her face composed but with a sliver of golden light flickering in her eyes. "I will personally apologize to the sect later, but today, no matter what, she must come with me," Gu Boxing coolly replied. As for Mu Zhian...no matter how talented he was, whether favored by the Green Emperor or anyone else, it was ultimately just external aid. There were only a handful of Integration level masters, and who would recklessly oppose the Great Qian Dynasty’s grandmaster for a Spirit Refining practitioner? Furthermore, he wasn’t after Mu Zhian. His target was the maid with the body of ill fate beside Mu Zhian. Mu Zhian stared intently at the massive hand, which, in the blink of an eye, had snatched Wei Mengrou, who had already fled a considerable distance. Gu Boxing’s spatial ring gleamed faintly, enveloping Wei Mengrou in its light as she gradually disappeared. A ring that could contain a person! Sensing Mu Zhian's gaze, Wei Mengrou instinctively looked towards where he was. Mu Zhian remained silent as he watched her. "Don’t worry, once I reach the Void Returning stage, I’ll find my way back to you," Wei Mengrou’s voice echoed in Mu Zhian’s ear. "This isn’t like you. Shouldn’t you be cursing your master for not being able to help you right now?" Mu Zhian replied with a touch of self-mockery through his thoughts. "Search all of the Nine Provinces, and you’ll find few who can match him; it’s not your fault," Wei Mengrou transmitted. "I’ll bring you back," Mu Zhian’s calm and straightforward voice resonated in her ear, as if recounting an ordinary matter. Against the supreme Void Returning and the Spirit Refining stage, Wei Mengrou inexplicably believed his words. A rare faint smile appeared on her cool face, and she seemed to whisper something softly. And then, her presence completely vanished from sight. An eerie silence prevailed. This was the existence of a peak Void Returning master, enhanced by the "faith power” of the Great Qian Dynasty. In an era absent of Integration-grade beings, he represented the pinnacle of strength. Gu Boxing looked down at the young man below with something akin to pity, murmuring, "I told you, regardless of your choices, I’ll take her away." The Green Emperor may value you, but would she intervene for a mere maid beside you? It’s not just the Green Emperor, even the Forbidden Zone is the same. Would the lord of the Forbidden Zone personally step in for a maid by Mu Zhian’s side? This is unrealistic. Moreover, if the Great Qian Dynasty were to fall, the national fortune of the Eastern Continent would need to reset and evolve a new dynasty. This process requires time. During this period, if the demon realm were to invade the Eastern Continent, without the Great Qian Dynasty’s national fortune, it would turn into a grueling battle. This was precisely why he chose to act here in the martial world. No matter how defiant Mu Zhian was, the gap in power between the two sides was insurmountable. It was an inevitable conclusion. Expecting the young man to display impotent rage or terror at such overwhelming power, Gu Boxing found him instead calm throughout. "This world thrives on the strong devouring the weak. In ten or a hundred years, I’ll arrange for you to meet...if you survive until then," Gu Boxing grinned. Ordinary cultivators can live for a century, but will the bond between this master and servant last over such time? Ultimately, nobody knows if anything unexpected might happen to Mu Zhian within these hundred years. And if the body of ill fate truly affects the dynasty’s fortune...who knows what might follow? "Grandmaster, do you know why no Integration level has intervened from the beginning till now?" Mu Zhian suddenly asked. Gu Boxing frowned slightly but remained silent. "Because today, the one being captured isn’t me," Mu Zhian continued. "If it were me in danger, or my presence weakened or vanished...someone would come to the martial world." Gu Boxing internally scoffed, "Only if you were the one in danger. But I have no intentions involving you." Mu Zhian touched the cage's formation, feeling its cold surface, and spoke to himself, "If this battle between us is a game, and the maid’s capture means a loss, then I’m the one who’s lost, right?" For some reason, an unsettling feeling crept into Gu Boxing’s heart. He was too composed...strangely so. Was it indifference towards the maid, or was it... At this moment, Mu Zhian raised his gaze towards the golden divine figure. "In other words, as long as I’m the one endangered, I win this game." Gu Boxing sneered, "But you've already lost." "Yes, I've lost." Mu Zhian casually lifted a finger. "However, you haven't won yet." A light-blue interface appeared quietly in view. Gu Boxing’s frown deepened, "What are you implying?" Mu Zhian quietly regarded him, tilting his head slightly, and suddenly smiled, "Just wait." With that, he slapped the re-load button. In that instant, the entire world seemed to come to a halt. Everything around warped like heated air, sounds blurred, and the scenery before him flashed by like fleeting reflections. In the next moment, Mu Zhian slowly opened his eyes, embers akin to iron sparks flickering in them. **Chapter 283: The Primordial Witch's Affection - Seven Thousand Words** Everything before him passed in fleeting reflections: the worried faces of Ye Lingxuan and others, Gu Boxing’s perplexed and astonished gaze, and the glances from the observing cultivators. Some eyes were filled with sympathy, while others watched with intrigue or schadenfreude. At this moment, time seemed to stop entirely. Snowflakes paused mid-air, the wind itself stilled, turning the world into shades of gray. In this game, if letting Wei Mengrou be taken back by the Great Qian Dynasty signified failure, then in the first playthrough, Mu Zhian had indeed lost. In a world unfamiliar, devoid of intelligence, unaware of the exposure of Wei Mengrou's ill fate body after absorbing heavenly qi. Unexpectedly, the grandmaster of the Great Qian Dynasty decisively acted in the martial world to capture Wei Mengrou. All due to insufficient intelligence. Yet life offers second chances...at least for Mu Zhian. The Primordial Witch's power rewrote time, allowing everything to reset. As Mu Zhian opened his eyes, the world shattered like a broken mirror and quickly reassembled. He vaguely saw a silver-haired beauty with a mysterious smile, clad in a black robe, gazing at him with enchanting eyes. The elusive lips beneath her black hood seemed to murmur something soft. Then, she slowly opened her arms as if to embrace him. "Brother Mu..." "Brother Mu!" Faintly, Ye Qian’s crisp, pleasant voice pulled Mu Zhian back to reality. He turned slightly, dazed, to see Ye Qian’s concerned, cute face come into view. "Are you okay, Brother Mu?" Ye Qian’s small hand gently clasped his arm, her eyes filled with worry. Mu Zhian glanced around; not far, a group of cultivators watched from the mountain peak. The grandmaster of the Great Qian Dynasty wasn't there, and the heavenly qi birthed from Wei Mengrou’s recent tribulation rubbed affectionately against him, like a cat pleasing its owner. Did I really reload...? Mu Zhian quickly gathered his thoughts, raising a hand to gently pat Ye Qian's head with a smile, "I'm fine, just lost in thought." The comforting hand lightly patting her head made Ye Qian blush slightly. Ordinarily, she wouldn’t mind this in private, but doing so in front of so many people was somewhat shyly embarrassing. Ye Lingxuan watched the scene with a gentle smile, noting the faint blush on her sister's innocent and adorable face. Curiously, she turned her gaze towards Mu Zhian. As always, he wore a gentle smile, looking at Ye Qian with tenderness, though there seemed to be other emotions hidden deep in his eyes. "Brother Mu, are you thinking about something?" Ye Lingxuan inquired. Bai Ruoxi, sensing that something seemed amiss with Mu Zhian, also asked, "Is something troubling you, Mu Lang?" Lan Mulian and Lan Feiying focused their attention on Mu Zhian as well. Their perceptiveness is quite impressive, Mu Zhian thought with a smirk. If he ever got close to another girl, it wouldn’t go unnoticed... Chuckling at the thought, he retracted his hand, shaking his head. "It's nothing. I just realized how weak I still am." Ye Lingxuan shook her head with a smile, "What’s Brother Mu talking about? With your current level, you’ll surely have a place in the upcoming Ascension Tournament. Don’t underestimate yourself." "Indeed, Brother Mu’s cultivation progress is already very rapid, surpassing most other talents. You’re quite amazing," Ye Qian added, nodding her head gently. "I’m aware of my talents, at least," Mu Zhian agreed with a nod. For a brief moment, silence enveloped the group. Mu Zhian then shook his head, "But compared to those ancient monsters, I might still need a long time to catch up." The Void Returning stage was a significant hurdle; surpassing it and advancing further was an almost Herculean task. Though Mu Zhian's gifts were exceptional, the gap between him and those who had cultivated for centuries was apparent. "Every Void Returning cultivator has spent decades, even centuries training. At your age, achieving Spirit Refining stage surpasses over ninety percent of cultivators," Lan Mulian noted calmly, though inwardly she wondered. Why is this guy suddenly reflecting on his strength when he just suppressed several peers and even thwarted some fierce competitors for the Ascension Tournament? Mu Zhian smiled and nodded, "Indeed, Senior Sister is right. I'm just airing some thoughts." "Though, I do wish to enhance my strength." While saying this, his gaze landed on the maid in the yellow dress. "Sister Mengrou, if I said I wanted your natural qi, would you temporarily lend it to me?" Mu Zhian asked. Hearing this, the sisters Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian turned to him almost simultaneously, while even Lan Mulian looked at Mu Zhian with a hint of surprise. Lan Feiying squinted slightly, "Has something happened?" This woman was remarkably perceptive, detecting Mu Zhian's unusualness from just one sentence. "I'm just intrigued by this natural qi," Mu Zhian raised his hand, and the black orb of natural qi obediently moved to his palm. He looked up at Wei Mengrou and smiled, "It has a strong affinity for me, so I should be able to refine it." Wei Mengrou frowned slightly, "You already have one natural qi. If you add a second, your body might not withstand it." Normally, a furnace can hold only one natural qi. Forcing a second could lead to unforeseen consequences. Mu Zhian shook his head with a smile, "Actually, Senior Sister Lin told me she’d give me a second natural qi after the Ascension Tournament. I believe my furnace is different from others." "You should know this," he said, smiling at Wei Mengrou. Wei Mengrou opened her mouth as if to say something, but, gazing into Mu Zhian’s eyes, she fell silent. After a brief pause, Wei Mengrou finally said, "Don’t push yourself too hard." "I know my limits," Mu Zhian reassured her with a smile. 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