It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists-Chapter 427: The Jade Empress Asserts Her Dominance

Mu Zhian looked at the alluring woman and smiled. “Indeed, Feiying. You’re born with the favor of the heavens. Anyone with similar talent to you will surely achieve great things.”

Lan Feiying smiled seductively. “That depends on whether he can successfully cultivate. If he perishes along the way, there’s no future to speak of.”

Huang Weifeng could sense Lan Feiying, the Chosen One, and she could naturally sense him as well.

Although she didn’t know how many Chosen Ones the Heavenly Dao had chosen, or how difficult they were to deal with, she was firmly on Mu Zhian’s side.

Mu Zhian hesitated. “Feiying, there’s something I’m not sure if I should ask.”

“Do we need to be so formal? Such politeness will hurt my feelings,” Lan Feiying said, feigning a hurt expression, her voice soft and gentle. “Just say what you want to say.”

Her seductive gaze was filled with tenderness, captivating and alluring.

This vixen… Mu Zhian’s heart stirred, but he suppressed his desire and asked, “The Heavenly Dao chose you as the Chosen One to correct the rules of heaven and earth and eliminate those who violate them, right?”

“I know what you’re thinking. You and Miss Wei are not bound by the rules of heaven and earth. You’re wondering if the Heavenly Dao will punish me for not dealing with you, right?”

Lan Feiying’s voice was seductive as she placed her hand on the back of Mu Zhian’s.

Her long, slender fingers were adorned with alluring red nail polish, except for her middle fingers.

Wei Mengrou glanced at Lan Feiying.

This was a question that not only Mu Zhian, but Wei Mengrou was also concerned about. She had even forgotten about Lan Feiying’s earlier provocation, her gaze fixed on her, waiting for her answer.

“If I were to deal with you, not only would those around you object, but even Sister wouldn’t be willing to,” Lan Feiying chuckled softly, gently caressing Mu Zhian’s face. “You should know better than anyone how Sister feels about you. Back in Tianxuan City, you mistreated so many girls, even your maid kept her distance, and Bai Ruoxi utterly loathed you.”

“Unlike me, I’ve always treated you the same~”

Her touch was gentle, like a soft veil brushing against Mu Zhian’s face, like a lover’s caress, making him want to pull her into his embrace.

Wei Mengrou, who had been innocently implicated, glanced at the alluring vixen and remained silent.

What do you mean even his maid kept her distance? Even when Young Master’s reputation was at its worst, she had always been by his side, just not giving him any chance to get close to her.

Back in Tianxuan City, if Mu Zhian had dared to be so intimate with her, she would have kicked him out of the carriage.

“As for whether the Heavenly Dao can punish me, I told you before, it can’t directly interfere with the Nine Provinces, and it’s currently having some… issues,” Lan Feiying continued.

“The Heavenly Dao can also have issues?” Mu Zhian shifted slightly, avoiding Lan Feiying’s touch.

He could feel the icy coldness emanating from Wei Mengrou.

If Lan Feiying weren’t here, Mu Zhian wouldn’t be surprised if Mengrou transformed into the Primordial Witch and locked him up.

Lan Feiying looked at Mu Zhian playfully and giggled.

The next moment, she pressed closer to Mu Zhian, her body almost touching his arm, the curve of her bosom incredibly alluring.

Wei Mengrou stared at the vixen clinging to Young Master, subconsciously gripping her skirt.

But seeing Mu Zhian’s calm, indifferent expression, she relaxed slightly.

“Among the Heavenly, Earthly, and Humanly Daos, only the Heavenly Dao possesses its own will. The Heavenly Dao’s will is the will of the Nine Provinces. If the will of the living beings wavers, the Heavenly Dao will naturally have problems.”

After explaining, Lan Feiying said with a hint of resentment, “You weren’t so cold when you were intimate with Sister before. Why are you so distant now? Have you grown tired of me and abandoned me… Sister has been thinking about you all this time while you were away…”

Lan Feiying’s sweet, gentle voice, combined with the affection in her eyes, was incredibly seductive, enough to melt even the most stoic man, let alone someone as affectionate as Mu Zhian.

But Mu Zhian suppressed his desire, remaining motionless despite the beauty in his arms, and continued discussing serious matters. “What do you mean by the will of the living beings wavering, Feiying?”

Lan Feiying smiled seductively. “In the past, cultivators in the Nine Provinces believed that obeying the rules set by the Heavenly Dao was natural. However, the Jade Empress’s ascension has shattered their understanding.”

“Now, many people in the Nine Provinces have built statues of the Jade Empress and worship her, praying for peace and prosperity. They treat her as a deity, and the flourishing incense means she’s receiving the power of their faith… What do you think the other Dao Integration experts think about this?”

Mu Zhian’s eyes flickered. He whispered, “They also want to break the rules of heaven and earth and ascend to the Transcendence Realm?”

The Heavenly Dao’s power comes from the will of living beings. If their will wavers and they desire to break free from the shackles of heaven and earth, it will harm the Heavenly Dao… Mu Zhian understood.

“Actually, the Heavenly Dao has had problems for a long time,” Lan Feiying revealed a hidden truth, her ample bosom swaying gently with the movement of the carriage.

Mu Zhian’s eyes flickered. “So, the Heavenly Dao isn’t as terrifying as I thought… It’s been damaged for some reason, and after the Jade Empress’s ascension, its already weakened will has been further damaged.”

But what exactly happened to the Heavenly Dao in the past…?

The Heavenly Dao was the collective will of the living beings in the Nine Provinces. How could its will be damaged?

After a long silence, Mu Zhian collected his thoughts and returned to the present. “How have you and Senior Sister been?”

“We were fine at the Two Polarities Sect,” Lan Feiying chuckled softly.

“But since arriving at the Lan family… Although they haven’t made things difficult for us, Sister and I still don’t feel like we belong here.”

Mu Zhian asked tentatively, “What about… what happened to you when you were young…?”

Lan Feiying leaned against Mu Zhian’s arm, her voice seductive. “Sister agreed to return to the Lan family to place Mother’s memorial tablet in the ancestral hall during the ancestral worship ceremony, but it doesn’t seem to be going smoothly.”

Mu Zhian’s eyes were filled with doubt. “They refused?”

This was strange. The Lan sisters’ talents were obvious. One was the number one genius in the Nine Provinces, and the other was a Chosen One favored by the Heavenly Dao, even possessing a system.

If the Lan family agreed to place their mother’s memorial tablet in the ancestral hall as a condition for their return, they might have accepted.

“The Lan family elders are stubborn old fools. They’re still discussing it and haven’t given us an answer yet,” Lan Feiying scoffed. “If it weren’t for Mother’s last wish, Sister and I wouldn’t even step foot in the Lan family.”

Mu Zhian gently patted Lan Feiying’s hand, comforting the alluring beauty, but a doubt arose in his mind.

He felt like there was more to this.

If the Lan family elders were truly stubborn old fools who wouldn’t even allow a deceased person’s memorial tablet into the ancestral hall, why would they invite Feiying and her sister back?

Did they simply think that with the Lan family’s power and influence, Feiying and her sister wouldn’t refuse?

But Senior Sister’s Master was Shang Yanfei, the founder of the Two Polarities Sect.

With the Two Polarities Sect’s protection, even without the Lan family’s resources, Senior Sister was a highly promising cultivator who could potentially reach Dao Integration.

Were the Lan family elders so out of touch that they didn’t know about Senior Sister’s Master, or was there… something else going on?

As Mu Zhian pondered this, Lan Feiying suddenly said, “Sister and I didn’t have much hope initially. But Mother was his wife, and we just wanted to see his attitude, and whether Mother… wasted her life on him.”

Lan Feiying turned to look at Mu Zhian. “Honestly, I was quite surprised when Sister first took a liking to you.”

Mu Zhian paused. “Why? Do you think I’m not good enough, Feiying?”

Lan Feiying glanced at him seductively, tapping his forehead lightly with her finger. “You’re a fickle, bad boy. Sister and I don’t like bad boys.”

She paused, caressing Mu Zhian’s face, her eyes hazy. “But I don’t know when I started liking you.”

She leaned against him, her soft body almost touching his.

“Feiying, be careful… You don’t want to be unable to even see me, do you?!” Mu Zhian, feeling the beauty’s warmth against him, sensed the dangerous aura emanating from Wei Mengrou and transmitted his voice to Lan Feiying, his survival instincts kicking in.

Although Mengrou always claimed to be just his maid, he naturally didn’t believe it.

All women get jealous, and jealousy leads to conflict. If he didn’t handle this carefully, his maid might turn from protector to… attacker. If that happened, he would be in trouble.

Fortunately, although Lan Feiying was seductive, she was also rational. A gentle look flickered in her eyes, but her voice, as she transmitted it, was filled with playful resentment. “You’re so concerned about Miss Wei. Why don’t you care about me?”

Mu Zhian’s eyes softened as he transmitted his voice. “Don’t you know how I feel about you, Feiying?”

His words were sincere. After all, he was sincere with every girl.

Lan Feiying looked into Mu Zhian’s eyes, seeing no hint of jest. He wasn’t just trying to appease her, but genuinely expressing his feelings.

A rare shyness flickered in Lan Feiying’s eyes, and she withdrew her hand, the bell on her wrist tinkling softly, a strange emotion rising within her.

A brief silence fell over the carriage. Wei Mengrou looked at the usually bold woman with surprise, then glanced at her Young Master suspiciously.

“What did you just say to her?” she transmitted her voice.

Mu Zhian discreetly glanced at the silent Lan Feiying, who was now blushing despite her seductive attire, looking like an innocent young lady.

“Nothing. I just told her to be more restrained, so you wouldn’t be unhappy,” Mu Zhian transmitted his voice, secretly taking Wei Mengrou’s hand.

Wei Mengrou’s eyes flickered with panic, and she instinctively wanted to pull her hand away, but remembering Lan Feiying’s blatant flirting with her Young Master, she felt a pang of jealousy and let him hold her hand.

She leaned against Mu Zhian, resting her head on his shoulder.

Hum!

This tender moment didn’t last long. They soon arrived at the core region of the Lan family, and the formations below emitted a humming sound. Then, a powerful voice echoed from a nearby hall:

“This is the Lan family’s restricted area. Please stop.”

The guard’s tone was polite. After all, the luxurious carriage and the nine Flood Dragons pulling it indicated the occupants’ high status.

Although the Lan family was powerful, they wouldn’t casually offend such distinguished guests.

Lan Feiying opened the curtains, glanced at the guard, and smiled. “It’s me.”

“Miss Lan,” the guard immediately bowed, then looked at the carriage with a puzzled expression. “I thought you were in a different carriage, Miss. And it seems there are others inside…”

Lan Feiying glanced at Mu Zhian, thinking about how to explain his identity, but then she saw him take out a token and show it to the guard.

The guard looked at the token, surprised, then immediately recognized it, put away his weapon, and bowed. “So it’s a guest elder of the Jade Pool Holy Land. I apologize for disturbing your journey. Please enter.”

There were only ten guest elders of the Jade Pool Holy Land, each with a high status. And the lotus mark on the token meant that this guest elder was personally invited by the Jade Empress. Naturally, they didn’t dare to be disrespectful.

The carriage slowly entered the Lan family’s territory. Lan Feiying, resting her chin on her hand, looked at Mu Zhian meaningfully and smiled. “The Jade Empress even gave you a Jade Pool guest elder token? I heard she only made less than three after reaching Dao Integration, each containing a wisp of the World Cleansing Green Lotus’s aura. Countless Nascent Soul cultivators desire them, yet can’t obtain them. It seems she truly values you.”

“Young Master is the Jade Empress’s Dao Companion. It’s natural for her to dote on him,” Wei Mengrou added coldly, glancing at Mu Zhian.

Although they had been subtly competing with each other along the way, they were now united against a common enemy, making Mu Zhian feel immense pressure.

Mu Zhian coughed lightly, changing the subject. “By the way, where’s Senior Sister? Only Feiying came out to greet us. Is she busy with something?”

Lan Feiying saw through his attempt to change the subject and scoffed. “Sister is waiting for us in the Imperial Void Pavilion. We can go see her now.”

She knew why the Jade Empress doted on Mu Zhian, but she couldn’t help but feel dissatisfied.

After all, if that ‘shark’ wished, she could take Mu Zhian away at any time, and they would never see him again.

The reason the Jade Empress hadn’t done so wasn’t out of consideration for them, but because she didn’t want to upset Mu Zhian.

I have to discuss this with Sister… Lan Feiying lowered her gaze, playing with a strand of hair, her eyes flickering.

Seeing the slightly calmer atmosphere, Mu Zhian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He hadn’t known that the guest elder token was personally crafted by Yao Meng. He had thought she had simply brought it from the Jade Pool.

That sly vixen must be asserting her dominance…

When Senior Sister finds out about this, it will be troublesome… Mu Zhian sighed inwardly and put the token away, about to close his eyes and relax.

Suddenly, he felt a vibration from his storage ring.

He paused, then took out the ancient bell he had obtained from the Fox Clan’s territory.

The bell shook violently in his hand, emitting a piercing sound.