379 - It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists

Fan Fiction Website Search Fan Fiction Complete Stories Ongoing Stories Rankings Home > Fan Fiction > Turns Out, They Are the Main Characters Turns Out, They Are the Main Characters - Chapter 379 Author: CCC "After all, many of the things I've done in the past, even though I had no choice, were indeed wrong to you, Senior Sister... This duel with you also fulfills a lingering concern in my heart." As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual energy within him began to stir restlessly. Is he implying that I should take this chance to teach him a lesson? Lan Mulian raised an eyebrow, her earlier mood of frustration slowly starting to improve. Although she had long known that Mu Zhian's feelings for her weren't just simple respect from a junior to a senior, sensing his sincere gaze and hearing his gentle words caused ripples in her usually calm heart. "A duel is a duel; personal feelings shouldn't be mixed in." However, Lan Mulian quickly calmed herself as she looked at Mu Zhian’s gentle smile. "Does Junior Brother hope I will win in the end?" she suddenly asked. Mu Zhian nodded slightly, smiling, "Of course." "Among all the contestants this time, I most hope it’s you, Senior Sister, who wins this Ascension Tournament." He said this with utmost sincerity, for it was a genuine wish from his heart. "Why?" Lan Mulian squinted her eyes. After a brief pause, Mu Zhian said helplessly, "Senior Sister is aware of the extra reward the Sect Master has attached to the end of the Ascension Tournament, right?" "You think that even if I win, I would do nothing to you?" Lan Mulian, being an astute and wise woman, immediately caught the hidden meaning in Mu Zhian's words. Looking at her, Mu Zhian said with a smile, "If Senior Sister truly plans to do something, I wouldn’t mind." Their relationship felt like it was separated by a thin, unbreakable barrier – a barrier Mu Zhian had no intention to break, knowing that as long as he didn’t, the boundary would remain intact. This was Mu Zhian’s confidence and understanding of Lan Mulian. With her aloof demeanor, even winning first place wouldn’t prompt her to act. "Besides, who knows, maybe Senior Sister might lose this duel," Mu Zhian continued. Lan Mulian looked at Mu Zhian with clear, beautiful eyes and couldn't help but narrow them. "Junior Brother is great in every way, except for being too confident." Just then, an elder’s voice sounded from outside the pocket dimension. "The duel will begin after one incense stick burns." Time passed silently, and Mu Zhian stopped speaking, focusing instead on adjusting the flow of his spiritual energy. Lan Mulian closed her eyes slightly, seemingly adjusting her own spiritual energy flow in parallel. Outside the pocket dimension, numerous eyes watched the scene, eagerly anticipating how Lan Mulian, revered as the foremost among her peers during this golden era, would defeat Mu Zhian. Finally, the time of one incense stick quietly passed. The moment the duel officially began, the Starlock behind Mu Zhian emanated an unprecedented starlit brilliance, its runes shimmering as it was unleashed in Lan Mulian's direction. Lone Star Sword! Boom, boom, boom... A faint sound of thunder resonated from within the pocket dimension. Runic light enveloped Lan Mulian, and although Mu Zhian wasn’t invincible in the Refining Spirit realm, he was formidable enough to challenge Bai Ruoxi. The Starlock, though not fully refined, was still an intimidating force. Despite the vast difference in their cultivation levels, Lan Mulian couldn't afford to ignore this strike. Countless gazes were fixated on the battle within the pocket dimension, all knowing that ultimately Lan Mulian would prevail, just waiting for Mu Zhian’s defeat and hoping he would force her to reveal her true strength. Inside the pocket dimension, brilliance shimmered while scorching flames surged toward Lan Mulian like a fiery dragon, as if they sought to engulf her entirely. Yet at that moment, the spiritual energy within the pocket dimension seemed to freeze. Mu Zhian’s Starlock halted before Lan Mulian, unable to move an inch further. In the next instant, ice crystals glittered, spiritual energy exploded. Lan Mulian’s hair flew, ice crystal fragments scattered from around her, shimmering with an icy blue light. Startled internally, Mu Zhian tried to move his feet, only to find his usually proud physique completely immobilized. Lan Mulian, like a queen of an ice palace, hovered in mid-air, her expression serene and calm. Even Xiao Hua, a former powerful cultivator, found himself momentarily paused, unable to discern what Lan Mulian had done. After a while, he chuckled lightly, "Just as expected." Lan Mulian's strength was beyond his expectations, but Mu Zhian’s defeat wasn't. Many young cultivators, male and female alike, looked on with amazement. Post-Void Return realm Heavenly Fate Physique could manifest a Heavenly Fate Domain, unveiling the essence of the world around her. Within this domain, spiritual energy was stripped away, opponents’ techniques rendered ineffective, their control over their bodies in Lan Mulian’s hands. She was, in this space, an unbeatable force among her peers! Even Yao Meng watched with interest, mildly surprised. After all, the Starlock was akin to an ancestral artifact; even if Mu Zhian hadn’t fully refined it, he should’ve been unbeatable among his equals. Yet Lan Mulian neutralized the threat with just her innate gifts? "Looks like Junior Brother Mu has met his end." "Though it was known he couldn’t outmatch Senior Sister, it’s rare to see someone suppressed just with their domain alone…" The disciples and elders were deeply shocked. But if there was anyone present not surprised by this, it was undoubtedly Mu Zhian within the pocket dimension. After all, this was his Senior Sister. Even without past life experiences or protective spiritual consciousness, she was a peerless prodigy by mere talent. Nevertheless, Mu Zhian was slightly caught off guard. His body was already injured, and he long knew his odds against Lan Mulian were slim, yet he didn’t foresee the might of the Heavenly Fate Domain would be so exaggerated. Spells ineffective! Spiritual energy nullified! Techniques invalid! Even now, the Starlock was frozen mid-air, appearing as if the entire space was under Lan Mulian's control. Outside the pocket dimension, whispers circulated as Ye Qian subconsciously clutched her elder sister’s arm, her gaze worriedly fixed on the icy realm above. Ye Lingxuan’s expression remained serene, yet deep beneath, concern mirrored that of her sister’s. At this moment, Lan Feiying narrowed her eyes slightly, sensing something amiss, her alluring gaze carrying a touch of curiosity. Rather than attack Mu Zhian directly, Lan Mulian moved gracefully toward him, like ascending a staircase, with each step as if treading on air under the multitude of watchful eyes. Meanwhile, Mu Zhian attempted to shift his body, feeling as heavy as lead, then chuckled carefree, looking up slowly, "Senior Sister, bring it on." To him, the outcome of this duel was decided from the beginning. With Lan Mulian winning, and subsequently conquering the Ascension Tournament, he would be in the clear too. "Though he lost, Junior Brother seems to be taking it all in stride." Lan Mulian refrained from a direct strike, her gaze settling on Mu Zhian, an unspoken wave rippling through her calm eyes. A subtle fragrance drifted into Mu Zhian’s nostrils, bewitching in its light scent. Yet the depths of those seemingly tranquil eyes were emotions unfathomable. Unfazed, Mu Zhian smiled, “Facing my Senior Sister, I was prepared right from when I saw you as my opponent.” "Prepared for me winning all the way to give you peace of mind?" Lan Mulian’s tone was calm, her eyes fixated on Mu Zhian's handsome face. He exuded such ease, as if everything lay within his grasp. And indeed, Mu Zhian’s foresight was correct, even though he would lose this duel. From what Lan Mulian had demonstrated in recent days, she likely held the greatest chance of claiming the Ascension Tournament title. And should Senior Sister claim victory, Mu Zhian wouldn’t have to face the nightmarish ordeal afterward. “What are they discussing?” “Is Mu Zhian this close with Senior Sister Lan?” “But they’re still in the middle of a duel, isn't this…?” Outside the pocket dimension, murmurs arose, with many wondering about the silent conversation between Mu Zhian and Lan Mulian, which appeared to onlookers as nothing more than an intense exchange of glances. Mu Zhian's eyes sparkled with amusement, "I just trust Senior Sister to win it all; I hadn't thought much beyond that." Lan Mulian arched an eyebrow, recognizing the fib immediately. Ah, this Junior Brother’s thoughts were as clear to her as daylight. Lan Mulian raised her fingertips, and a myriad of runes seemed to shimmer behind her. Her expression remained as calm and indifferent as ever, yet as she glanced at Mu Zhian, a faint blush seemed to emerge beneath the veil of her flawless face. "You've lost," she declared with a serene, pleasant tone, signaling Mu Zhian's defeat. Mu Zhian had expected this outcome. Turning slightly, he declared, "I concede!" As his voice echoed, the entire dimension seemed to tremble softly. "Lan Mulian wins!" Following the elder's announcement of Lan Mulian's victory, the crowd erupted into a lively response. "As expected, even the darkest of dark horses can't defeat Senior Sister Lan…” "Mu Zhian was even blocked from using a top-grade spiritual artifact, it was too difficult... If I faced her, I wouldn't stand a chance either." "She's still the same Senior Sister..." Many among the younger generation conversed with each other, not surprised by the result. Ye Qian gently tugged on Ye Lingxuan’s sleeve, whispering, “Sister, let’s go comfort Brother Mu later.” “How do you plan to comfort him?” Ye Lingxuan glanced at her sister, “Besides, with Brother Mu’s mindset, this wouldn’t affect him at all.” “He’s even smiling now.” At that, Ye Lingxuan looked up and saw the boy wearing a faint smile. Everyone, including Mu Zhian, knew he wouldn’t win the duel. For him, winning or losing didn't matter, as the task of stifling the Chosen One’s luck had already been achieved. And if Senior Sister were to win the Ascension Tournament, it would be the best outcome. “Huh, it seems Senior Sister still isn’t planning to leave the dimension?” At that moment, Ye Qian’s quiet exclamation drew attention, her gaze fixed intently on the icy realm. Ye Lingxuan’s eyes flickered, instinctively looking up towards the screen displaying the scene above, a hint of curiosity in her heart. Simultaneously, the relaxed Mu Zhian also noticed this, hesitating briefly before asking, "Senior Sister, aren’t you planning to leave?" Lan Mulian, clad in a moon-white dress, stood gracefully in midair, her serene eyes gleaming with an unusual light. Then, her cold and melodic voice echoed, "You lost this duel, but if I must say, I didn’t really win either." Mu Zhian suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. He gazed at Lan Mulian's clear, cold eyes, thoughts darting to past times he had been ambushed. Then, when he saw Lan Mulian step forward once more, his heart skipped a beat, prompting him to instinctively step back. But in the next moment, the spiritual energy of the entire space was once again stripped away by Lan Mulian. Fate Domain! With a gentle, teasing smile, Lan Mulian said, "I will naturally win the Ascension Tournament in the end, but it's a little too soon for you to feel relieved, Junior Brother." Under the countless watching eyes from below the Ascension Platform, she gently removed her veil. Revealing a strikingly beautiful and flawless face that took everyone’s breath away.