325 - It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists

Fan Fiction Website Search Fan Fiction Complete Works Ongoing Works Rankings Home > Fan Fiction > Turns Out, They Were the Main Characters All Along Chapter 325 of Turns Out, They Were the Main Characters All Along Author: ccc Aside from that, there’s another method to enter the Holy Sanctuary. …… “aaaa~” Lin Ling lay sprawled across the desk, lazily holding a white chess piece between her fingers as she yawned. Her ample, shapely chest pressed heavily against the desk, resting as she dozed. Whether it was her figure, personality, or strength, she was exceptional. Yet, her voracious appetite and somewhat naive mind posed a conundrum, leaving Mu Zhian uncertain about making any advances, despite having known her for so long. Of course, her unique ability to sense malice made Mu Zhian cautious. Though he harbored no ill will towards Sister Lin Ling, any hint of desire would immediately be detected, possibly provoking her disfavor. This peculiar trait prevented Mu Zhian from getting closer to her. While she played chess absentmindedly, Lin Ling suddenly sniffed the air, her senses piqued. Roast Goose Rice! Her eyes brightened as she turned to the doorway. Sure enough, Mu Zhian entered carrying a plate. The silver-haired beauty placed her delicate hands gracefully on her lap, eager yet composed, her gaze fixed on the chessboard. Mu Zhian apologized sincerely upon seeing this: “Sorry, I got caught up with some matters in the Martial World and only resolved them today.” Lin Ling ignored him. Mu Zhian set the plate before Lin Ling, smiling: “I put in extra effort cooking tonight.” Lin Ling glanced at him, noting his earnest demeanor, and finally nodded in satisfaction. Seeing her pick up the chopsticks, Mu Zhian asked after a moment: “Sister Lin Ling, have you heard about the First Demon Emperor?” Lin Ling tapped the desk with her slender fingers, causing words to appear: I know. “Today the First Demon Emperor has fallen. Yao Meng said his storage ring might still be in the Holy Sanctuary. Do you think it’s safe for me to enter now?” Mu Zhian inquired. Lin Ling tapped the desk again: Since the First Demon Emperor is dead, it should be safe. “But with the Law Enforcement Hall’s blockade, I might find it difficult to enter...” Mu Zhian hinted, watching as the silver-haired beauty took dainty bites of the roast goose rice and then offered him a morsel. “Thanks, but I'm not hungry. Sister Lin Ling, you enjoy,” Mu Zhian said with a smile. Lin Ling nodded “aaa~” satisfied and continued eating. “What about what I mentioned earlier...” Lin Ling wiped her hands with a handkerchief, glanced at Mu Zhian, and tapped the table again: You’ve been busy with the Immortal Ascension Tournament, leaving me quite bored. “Sorry, I’ll have more time once the tournament ends,” Mu Zhian conceded. If it weren’t for the Sect Master, he wouldn’t have bothered with the Immortal Ascension Tournament and might have skipped it altogether. Lin Ling pondered before nodding, pointing to the table: You must accompany me every day. Mu Zhian nodded firmly: “I promise.” Satisfied, Lin Ling rummaged in her bosom and produced a platinum token. Within the sect, disciples, elders, and leaders alike possessed corresponding tokens, and the Spirit Dragon was no exception. With her token, Mu Zhian could move freely within the li eral Sect. Taking the token, Mu Zhian noticed Lin Ling watching the black and white chess pieces intently, curiously asking: “Are you playing chess alone, Sister Lin Ling?” Lin Ling nodded, then gestured to the seat opposite her. She wants me to play a game with her... Mu Zhian realized, seating himself across from her and picking up the black pieces to play. Was Mu Zhian too strong, or Lin Ling too weak? Mid-game, Lin Ling’s pieces found themselves surrounded. “aaa…” Facing this significant disadvantage, even Lin Ling lost her appetite for the roast goose rice, falling into thought. Subtly, she pointed behind Mu Zhian. Turning his head instinctively, Lin Ling quickly flicked her fingers, removing two of his pieces. As Mu Zhian turned back, he watched Lin Ling quizzically: “You said there was something behind me?” Lin Ling shook her head with a playful “aaa”, feigning innocence. Mu Zhian, bemused by the Spirit Dragon’s antics, picked up a piece to place, as if realizing something, he hesitated. Without a word, he glanced at Lin Ling, then resumed the game. When the dust settled, Mu Zhian reluctantly admitted defeat, truly impressed: “Sister Lin Ling, you’re amazing.” “aaa~!” Lin Ling nodded proudly, her chest bouncing with the movement. “Who taught you such remarkable chess skills, Sister Lin Ling?” Mu Zhian inquired. Lin Ling pointed toward the Twin Peaks. The Sect Master, perhaps... Though unlikely to cheat, Lin Ling must have been naturally talented... Mu Zhian mused internally. After waiting patiently for Lin Ling to finish her meal and chatting with her a while longer, Mu Zhian rose to leave. Lin Ling nodded, a hint of reluctance in her eyes. …… Meanwhile, as Mu Zhian sought Lin Ling’s help, the Twin Peaks sect had reached unprecedented bustling activity. This time, three mighty Dao Integration experts had gathered in the Nine Provinces. Alongside the Sect Master and the Green Emperor, they suppressed the evils within the Holy Sanctuary. Furthermore, upon invitation from the Sect Master, Yu Zhou’s Empress decided to attend the Immortal Ascension Tournament at Twin Peaks, even agreeing to host a subsequent alchemy competition. The Empress’s maid hinted that the competition’s prize was an eighth-grade pill, the Condense Spirit Pill! Advancing to the Void Return stage represents a lifelong pursuit for countless cultivators, yet the associated tribulation is painfully daunting. Even reaching 'Refining Spirit' proves insurmountable for most. The Condense Spirit Pill aids in refining spirit with over ninety percent success! In other words, barring extreme misfortune, this single pill could forge a Void Return expert. Not only alchemists but even ordinary cultivators are eagerly tempted. This news spread rapidly, captivating the entire sect. No one deemed it false, for the maid likely leaked it under the Empress's directive. With the Ascension Tournament offering three emperor-level herbs and the alchemy competition spurring interest, the tournament has reached unimaginable heights, drawing eyes from across the Nine Provinces to Twin Peaks. At this moment, floating before the Holy Sanctuary, Empress Luo Tan donned a white dress with golden trim, her knee-high white boots emphasizing her shapely legs beneath the skirt. She gazed down at the Sanctuary. “Shang Yanfei is truly a remarkable woman, either supremely confident or convinced the Demon Queen isn’t interested in Eastern Continent territories.” “With the First Demon Emperor’s essence given freely, she displays audacious daring.” Her maid observed the Sanctuary, now sealed by the Law Enforcement Hall, and pondered: “The Sect Master of Twin Peaks might have foreseen this somehow…?” “Perhaps.” Luo Tan smiled faintly, watching a black-robed youth held back by the Law Enforcement Hall: “There still seem to be plenty of clever folks around.” Though the First Demon Emperor was dead, some valuable remnants might linger within the Sanctuary, drawing curious cultivators who wished to investigate. Yet the current law enforcers would allow no one to enter. The maid glanced over, noting: “That’s Ye Yu, an inner disciple from Zui Meng Peak, skilled and an alchemist.” Luo Tan only nodded, seemingly uninterested. Alchemists are inherently perceptive to spiritual energy, and their qi often carries herbal scents. A mere glance revealed Ye Yu’s remarkable talent. “Perhaps not the wisest choice,” the Empress commented softly. Ye Yu stood before the Sanctuary, locked in an altercation with the Law Enforcement Hall. Feeling wronged, he pressed the female enforcer for leniency: “Senior Sister, I dropped my spatial ring in the Sanctuary by accident. Please, can you grant me access?” Upon closer inspection, this Senior Sister was recognized as An Lingyue, the Senior Sister of Canghai Peak, who had once crossed paths with Mu Zhian. She was the granddaughter of the head of the Law Enforcement Hall and one of the cultivators responsible for blocking the Holy Sanctuary. Naturally, she firmly refused any sect disciple trying to enter. “I'm sorry, but for your own safety, I can't let you in,” An Lingyue said with a smile. Ye Yu seemed ready to argue, raising his head, “But Senior Sister—” An Lingyue gently responded, “Junior Brother, the sect has issued orders: during this period, no one is allowed into the Holy Sanctuary. If anyone sneaks in, both you and I will face severe consequences. Please return.” Despite knowing that valuable items were still inside the Holy Sanctuary, Ye Yu couldn’t help but feel frustrated being denied entry by the steadfast An Lingyue. With a sour expression, he glanced at her and the other Law Enforcement disciples before reluctantly turning away. If the Law Enforcement wouldn’t budge, he would have to find another way. Unbeknownst to him, while he was clashing with the enforcers, his actions were being watched from an aerial pavilion by the Empress of Yuzhou. The maid beside her commented, “Ye Yu is talented, but he seems to lack social tact. He left with quite a sulky face.” Luo Tan chuckled, unconcerned, pondering Shang Yanfei’s true motives. Meanwhile, a few more tried to enter the Holy Sanctuary, each being turned away by the diligent Law Enforcement Hall. Growing weary of the scene, Luo Tan was about to depart. Just then, her peripheral vision caught sight of a young cultivator recently arriving at the Holy Sanctuary. It was that peculiar young cultivator from the other night. He seemed to share an old friendship with An Lingyue, casually chatting and smiling warmly, creating a pleasant atmosphere. The maid observed, “He appears socially adept, and it seems he shares a good relationship with that Senior Sister… but no matter how good the rapport, she can't let him inside.” She couldn't resist glancing at Mu Zhian again. Well-dressed and strikingly handsome, his looks would be regarded as unparalleled even in Yuzhou... were he a woman, one might describe him as having city-toppling beauty. Apparently, Mu Zhian mentioned his intention to enter the Holy Sanctuary, prompting An Lingyue’s smile to turn to a regretful refusal. Seeing this, Luo Tan smiled slightly, “Let’s return.” Mu Zhian certainly had more emotional intelligence than most cultivators, making interactions with him more pleasant, but that was about it. The Green Emperor's previous behavior hadn’t been an act. Initially thinking the Green Emperor feigned disinterest in Mu Zhian, it now seemed clear that the Emperor truly harbored no such interest, only acknowledging past favors by personally mentoring him. Securing the Rebirth Water was likely due to his close relationship with a Forbidden Zone Saintess, who favored him. After all, a 17-year-old Saintess, no matter how talented, is still just a girl. With that thought, Luo Tan was about to leave, her maid trailing dutifully behind. Then, sensing something, Luo Tan glanced over, witnessing Mu Zhian taking out a sect token from his robes. The token was platinum, intricately engraved with a silver dragon that seemed almost alive. Luo Tan wasn’t deeply familiar with Twin Peaks’ affairs, but she knew the sect had five categories of tokens: disciple tokens, special Law Enforcement tokens, and the elders', leaders', and one other token type. The fifth category was the most unique. Only one of its kind existed, and in the whole sect, only one person held it—to see the token is to see the Sect Master, compelling even elders to pay respect. “How does the Spirit Dragon's token end up with him…?” Luo Tan's eyes gleamed with curiosity as she studied the token in Mu Zhian's hand. “Mistress…?” the maid hesitated, looking up at the Empress, who stood above, peering down at Mu Zhian. After a pause, a faint smile appeared on her lips. “No rush. Let’s watch a bit longer.” The Green Emperor… seems he’s still hiding something. Chapter 299: The Empress’s Invitation 4K “This place is eerily cold. Why didn’t it feel like this the last time I was here…?” Mu Zhian looked around, feeling the bone-chilling cold creep over him, rubbing his arms reflexively. This was once used to seal the First Demon Emperor’s domain. With Yao Meng around, it didn’t seem so grim, but with both the First Demon Emperor dead and Yao Meng absent, the place seemed quite gloomy. Steeling himself, Mu Zhian ventured deeper into the main hall.