Chapter 605: Chapter 605

I have a better way to solve the Forbidden Lands problem?

Mu Zhian’s first reaction was confusion. Then, seeing the playful look in Shang Yanfei’s eyes, he immediately understood and said seriously, “Sect Master Sister, I’m not that kind of casual person.”

The best way to deal with the Forbidden Lands was to sow discord.

Or, to be more precise, a honey trap.

Among the current Nine Forbidden Lands, at least four had designs on Mu Zhian.

If they knew Mu Zhian had chosen one of them, the other Forbidden Zone Lords would surely become anxious.

After all, except for Ye Lingxuan’s Forbidden Zone, the other Forbidden Lands were roughly equal in strength. The addition of Mu Zhian would be enough to change the current situation.

This was something the Forbidden Zone Lords didn’t want to see.

Ultimately, there were only two reasons why the Forbidden Zone Lords wanted the Heavenly Dao to descend.

And the other was for Mu Zhian.

What if Mu Zhian took the initiative to pledge allegiance to a certain Forbidden Land?

Or chose two Forbidden Lands to pledge allegiance to… They would probably be very happy to see that.

Shang Yanfei didn’t persuade Mu Zhian, just looked at him quietly. After a while, she couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

She retracted her gaze, looking at the vast snow outside the courtyard, and said softly, “The clones sent by the Forbidden Zone Lords have all died in the Great Qian Dynasty, and their main bodies haven’t received their memories. This will surely make them wary.”

“If you choose to join a certain Forbidden Land at this time, it will only make them suspicious of your motives.”

Mu Zhian looked at Shang Yanfei’s side profile. Among all the fish in his pond, Shang Yanfei was the one he couldn’t understand the most. He never knew what she was thinking, what she wanted to do.

He could feel that the Sect Master was seriously considering how to dismantle the Forbidden Lands from within, but now she was denying her own idea.

“Are the Forbidden Zone Lords really that hard to deal with?” Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

Shang Yanfei stood up and stretched lazily, a glimpse of her slender, snow-white waist visible beneath her black magnificent robe.

“In this world, rules are everything. The Forbidden Zone Lords within their Forbidden Lands possess the authority to rewrite the rules. If they rewrite the rules to make themselves immortal, it will be very difficult to kill them.”

She said unhurriedly, “You should know all this, right? Why are you asking such a question now?”

I feel like she’s looking down on me… Mu Zhian said, “Can’t I shield against the rules?”

“You can shield against the rules of heaven and earth, but forbidden rules are not included. They are rules set by the Heavenly Dao itself,” Shang Yanfei said calmly. “So as long as the Forbidden Lands still exist, the Forbidden Zone Lords are very difficult to kill.”

Then, she looked at Mu Zhian with surprise and said with a faint smile, “I’ve never even thought about destroying the Forbidden Lands… Have you had similar thoughts before?”

“Not really, I’m just a bit curious…” Mu Zhian paused slightly, “Even the Sect Master can’t do it?”

Shang Yanfei seemed to be lost in thought, her mind seemingly drifting to some past scene. After a while, she snapped out of her trance and gazed into his eyes, “Why do you think I can?”

Mu Zhian thought for a moment and said with a smile, “Probably because I can’t imagine you failing.”

For a moment, a complex look, rarely seen before, appeared in Shang Yanfei’s eyes. She looked up at the vast snow outside the courtyard and said softly, “I’m not invincible.”

“Even I can’t always be by your side.”

She said faintly, “You already have powerful Dao Companions by your side to protect you. The Demon Empress, Gong Lianyue, and the Jade Empress are all higher in realm than me. Compared to them, the only thing I can help you with is always keeping the gates of the Two Polarities Sect open for you, that’s all.”

“After all, I can’t leave the sect.”

Right, your true body can’t leave the sect, but what about your clones…?

Mu Zhian remained calm on the surface, but inwardly, he was complaining.

Mu Wanwan and Mu Wange were both Shang Yanfei’s clones, and they had been preparing for some future plans a long time ago. Yet now the Sect Master said she couldn’t leave the sect… Although she wasn’t wrong, it wasn’t entirely accurate either.

After all, weren’t her clones also a part of her?

Thinking of this, Mu Zhian suddenly had an interesting thought…

Mu Wange and Mu Wanwan both had their own spiritual senses, and each had a completely different personality. Could these different personalities also be a part of the Sect Master’s personality?

One wanted to be his girlfriend, and the other… seemed to treat him like a child.

Then what were the Sect Master’s feelings for him?

“Does Sect Master Sister have anything you need me to do?” Mu Zhian asked.

No matter what, the Sect Master shielding destiny and preventing the Heavenly Dao from descending was also for his sake. If possible, he also wanted to do something for Shang Yanfei.

“It’s just a small backlash, nothing serious.”

Shang Yanfei thought for a moment, then looked Mu Zhian up and down and chuckled softly, “But since you’ve asked, come to think of it, I do have something I need you to do.”

“Shielding destiny affects one’s own luck. The more causality involved, the greater the backlash. If I remember correctly, you should still have some of the Heavenly Dao’s luck left within your body, right?”

Mu Zhian seemed to realize something and said, “Are you referring to the luck the Heavenly Dao bestowed upon the Heaven-Chosen Ones…?”

Sect Master Sister really knows about Ye Yu and the others being connected to the Heavenly Dao… Mu Zhian asked, “Does the Sect Master also need the complete Heavenly Dao Energy?”

He had already transferred all the Heavenly Dao Energy to Wei Mengrou to suppress the misfortune within her body, but he didn’t expect the Sect Master to also need it.

“The backlash on my luck isn’t that severe, giving me the complete Heavenly Dao Energy would just be a waste… A portion of it is enough.”

The beautiful woman in the magnificent robe’s voice was alluring and cool as she gazed at the desolate snowy scenery outside the courtyard.

Her slender back was a perfect blend with the snowy scenery. Mu Zhian was momentarily captivated by her beauty, then reacted and said, “But if you had the complete Heavenly Dao Energy, it would be of greater help to you, right? The little bit of Heavenly Dao Energy within my body now probably won’t be of much help.”

“Whether it’s a big help or not isn’t important. The complete Heavenly Dao Energy should be reserved for those who need it more.”

Shang Yanfei turned her head slightly and looked at the young man with a smile, saying softly, “You’ve been through so much, been intimate with so many women, yet your reactions are still so slow sometimes.”

Mu Zhian was stunned, gazing at the beautiful woman’s pale golden eyes, a gentle light seemingly flowing within.

“I don’t need your remaining Heavenly Dao Energy.”

She took half a step closer, placing a finger against his lips before he could speak.

“The best medicine in this world isn’t some heavenly material or earthly treasure, but love.”

She lowered her head and gently kissed the young man’s lips.

Half an hour later, Mu Zhian first went to see Senior Sister Lan and Sister Feiying, then leisurely left Two Polarities Peak.

However, just as he flew out, he saw the maid in the yellow dress quietly waiting for him nearby, holding an umbrella.

Amidst the falling snow, she held an oil-paper umbrella, her goose-yellow dress fluttering behind her, accentuating her alluring figure.

“Sister Mengrou, why didn’t you go back first?”

Mu Zhian came to the maid’s side and carefully brushed the snowflakes from her hair.

“I have nothing to do back there anyway, I might as well see how long you plan to stay on Two Polarities Peak.”

Wei Mengrou leaned closer and sniffed slightly, then glanced at the young man.

He didn’t know whether it was Lan Mulian’s or Shang Yanfei’s…

Being sized up by Wei Mengrou’s knowing gaze, Mu Zhian felt a sense of being seen through. He coughed lightly, trying to maintain his composure, “Let’s go. Next time it snows so heavily, you can go back first, no need to wait for me.”

How suspicious… Having been with the young master for so long, the maid naturally noticed that he was deliberately trying to change the subject, but she didn’t press further, just humming softly in agreement and walking back to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony with him, holding the umbrella.

As a maid, she had no right to pry into her master’s private affairs… In most cases, Wei Mengrou wouldn’t ask these things.

It was just that sometimes, seeing him with other women, she felt uncomfortable.

Especially recently… Every time she thought about him having not only other women, but also a ‘maid’ like Miss Heavenly Dao, Wei Mengrou felt a growing sense of crisis.

And today, this sense of crisis even made her have some dangerous thoughts.

Few disciples passed by Two Polarities Peak. In the vast snowy landscape, it felt like only the two of them existed.

“Come to think of it, we’ve had similar scenes before, haven’t we? When I came out of the inn in Tianxuan City, and we walked home together in a carriage or under an umbrella,” Mu Zhian suddenly said with emotion.

Wei Mengrou hummed softly in agreement, looked up at the vast snowy scenery, and said softly, “Back then, you had no one else, you could only rely on me.”

“But it’s different now. You have more than just me by your side, you don’t need to rely on me anymore.”

Come to think of it, did she miss the best opportunity to win over the young master?

Back in Tianxuan City, the girls Mu Zhian knew were pretty, but they couldn’t compare to the cool and aloof maid. And the young master had feelings for her back then.

If she had done something at the time… no one would have interfered.

Thinking of this, Wei Mengrou’s chest tightened slightly, as if something was stuck there.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from the bottom of her heart, a voice filled with endless seduction, whispering in her ear, “Since you regret it so much, then come find me… I will make all your wishes come true.”

Wei Mengrou’s eyes glazed over slightly, and she pressed her forehead, the world seeming to spin around her.

“Sister Mengrou, Sister Mengrou…?”

The young man’s concerned voice faintly reached her ears, pulling her back to reality.

She looked up dazedly, gazing at his handsome face, her beautiful eyes slightly dazed as she gently reached out and caressed his face.

Mu Zhian was stunned, looking at the maid in the yellow dress with some hesitation, “Are you alright?”

Just a moment ago, she was still sulking, but now her attitude had taken a 180-degree turn, which was quite strange.

“She’s fine, it’s just that the last evil spiritual sense is about to awaken, so she can’t control the desires in her heart sometimes.”

Just then, a frail and sweet voice sounded. Before Mu Zhian could react, everything around him turned gray.

The snowy scenery was gray, the ground was gray, even the passing disciples were gray.

The snowflakes froze in mid-air, the cold wind also stopping.

Mu Zhian subconsciously turned his head towards the voice and saw a woman in a magnificent black gauze dress, her snow-white skin faintly visible beneath, her jade-white feet peeking out from under her skirt, outlining a perfect figure that seemed to not belong to this world. Her silver eyes could drive any man who saw them crazy, even making them uncontrollably fall at her feet.

“Primordial Witch…” Mu Zhian said subconsciously.

“What do you mean by what you just said?”

The black-dressed woman raised her captivating eyes, smiling, “Literally. ‘My’ spiritual sense has three parts. Now, the last spiritual sense can no longer suppress the Heavenly Dao’s Origin Arrow, so it had no choice but to awaken from its slumber.”

“Are you referring to the last Primordial Witch spiritual sense in the depths of the Southern Wilderness…? What will happen after she awakens?” Mu Zhian asked subconsciously.

“Nothing much, just affect the main body to some extent… After all, ‘I’ am not as easy to talk to as the main body. If I represent love and lust, then she probably represents ‘evil’.”

“You mean the ‘evil’ witch will also return to Sister Mengrou’s body?” Mu Zhian asked subconsciously.

“It’s only a matter of time. But you don’t need to worry too much. The evil personality will only affect the main body for a while after returning, and only a little. She’ll recover after that,” the Primordial Witch said.

Mu Zhian looked thoughtful, “So, after the three spiritual senses return, Sister Mengrou’s strength will reach its peak?”

The Primordial Witch smiled at him, not speaking.

“You’d better not do anything to provoke ‘me’ during this time, otherwise, it will accelerate the return of the evil personality… Trust me, you don’t want to meet her.”

After this gentle reminder, the Primordial Witch’s figure dissipated into thin air.

The snow began to fall again, the cold wind howling. Wei Mengrou snapped out of her daze, noticing the young man beside her looking at her with concern, and couldn’t help asking, “What’s wrong? Why are you staring at me?”

Mu Zhian looked at the tall beauty, then recalled the Lustful Witch’s words, and couldn’t help but smile, “So Sister Mengrou has been jealous all along?”

Wei Mengrou frowned, “What nonsense are you talking about?”

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Just as she thought of this, Mu Zhian suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling the maid’s soft body into his embrace.

She wanted to protest, but under the young master’s gaze, her heart fluttered, and she subconsciously lowered her head, her cold and delicate face blushing, “W-what are you doing…?”

“Can’t I just hug my Sister Mengrou?”

This time, the maid didn’t say anything, but silently closed her eyes, her umbrella falling to the ground at some point. She let the snowflakes fall on her, and after a moment of hesitation, wrapped her small hands around Mu Zhian’s back.

After a long while, Mu Zhian released Wei Mengrou, held her soft hand, and said with a smile, “Let’s go back.”

Seemingly sensing the eagerness in the young master’s eyes, Wei Mengrou subconsciously gripped her skirt, then slowly released it.

The corner of her mouth curved up slightly. The frustration she felt recently seemed to melt away in this warmth, her steps becoming lighter.

Such days are truly pleasant…

Mu Zhian felt a sense of emotion as he held the maid’s hand and returned to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony. Then, looking at Wei Mengrou beside him, he fell into deep thought.

“What’s wrong, is something on your mind?” Wei Mengrou looked up at the young master.

“It’s not really anything, I was just thinking, I seem to have a wish that hasn’t been fulfilled yet… I wonder if you can help me.”

Mu Zhian casually looked at the maid’s beautiful figure.

Wei Mengrou looked at the young master suspiciously.

“Go ahead and tell me.”