It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists-Chapter 431: The Lan Family Ancestor, The Mysterious Ancient Boat

“Do you have any… special hobbies, Senior Sister?” Mu Zhian asked tentatively.

“I don’t have any special hobbies. What are you talking about?”

Lan Mulian’s voice was cold and haughty, regaining her usual aloof demeanor.

“I saw an interesting story at Pavilion Master Yan’s place a few days ago called ‘The Domineering Sect Master Falls in Love with Me.’ I remember the story. I’ll make a copy for you using the Imprint Technique later.”

Lan Mulian scoffed, losing interest just by hearing the title. “Do you like that kind of thing, Junior Brother? I’m not interested in such stories.”

A Domineering Sect Master? Such a rebellious book. Why would Senior Yan have it?

Could it be that Senior Yan is interested in Master’s position as Sect Master?

And what did Junior Brother mean by giving her such a novel?

Master wasn’t nearing the end of her lifespan, and even if she abdicated one day, she wouldn’t act domineeringly.

She would be like Master, detached from worldly affairs, let alone developing feelings for a disciple.

The novel Mu Zhian mentioned was clearly a cliché story about a domineering sect master who secretly had a soft spot for a man.

Such a woman wouldn’t exist in reality.

Mu Zhian saw Lan Mulian’s disdain, but he just smiled without saying anything.

The title might be bad, but no woman could resist a good romance novel.

He had seen Senior Yan reading this novel when he visited her Book Pavilion.

It proved that many women dreamed of being a domineering ruler, and Senior Sister’s personality was already quite similar to that.

After enjoying the night breeze on the deck for a while, they returned to the cabin.

I’ll make a copy for Senior Sister after we get back. Perhaps after reading it, she’ll awaken her ‘queen dream’…

Mu Zhian glanced at Lan Mulian as they descended to the cabin.

Sensing his gaze, Lan Mulian frowned slightly and changed the subject. “By the way, where did you find this pleasure boat?”

Mu Zhian chuckled. “I saw it moored by the shore, and there was no one on board, so I borrowed it.”

It was quite a coincidence. If he hadn’t seen this pleasure boat by the Primordial Lake, he wouldn’t have thought of this plan, and he wouldn’t have been able to have the beauty in his arms so easily.

The night was quiet, the only sound the gentle lapping of water against the boat.

Lan Mulian glanced at Mu Zhian. “The Primordial Lake has been abandoned by the Lan family for a long time. How could there be a pleasure boat moored here, especially one that looks so new? You don’t have to lie to me just to create a romantic atmosphere.”

Mu Zhian shook his head, smiling. “I’m not lying, Senior Sister. This boat was already here.”

He paused, then continued, “Besides, how could a storage ring hold such a large boat? Unless it’s a cultivator who knows secret techniques and can create a pocket dimension within an object.”

Lan Mulian realized he was right.

With Junior Brother’s current realm, he couldn’t possibly possess such a technique.

“You only invited me tonight. Doesn’t Feiying know about this?” Lan Mulian suddenly asked.

“I’ll talk to Feiying later… But now, it’s just the two of us,” Mu Zhian said softly, taking Lan Mulian’s hand.

“You don’t have to be so considerate of my feelings. Feiying and I don’t mind sharing,” Lan Mulian suddenly said softly.

She paused. “Otherwise, back at Two Polarities Peak, I wouldn’t have… with her…”

Lan Mulian blushed, glancing at the boy, too embarrassed to finish her sentence.

So you and Feiying don’t mind sharing, even… your husband…? Mu Zhian pondered for a moment. “Then let’s go back to shore, and I’ll bring Feiying here?”

“You’re still thinking about Feiying,” Lan Mulian immediately glared at him, her previous shyness vanishing.

Mu Zhian: “…”

“Didn’t you say you and Feiying don’t mind sharing?”

He was speechless.

So, a woman’s words truly couldn’t be trusted.

Lan Mulian glanced at her Junior Brother, a cold smile on her lips. “Feiying and I don’t mind sharing, but that doesn’t mean I want to share a man with her all the time.”

A woman’s words truly can’t be trusted… Mu Zhian shrugged helplessly. “In that case, let’s continue enjoying the stars.”

“Wait.”

As if remembering something that happened earlier, Lan Mulian blushed and placed her hand on her chest, hesitating. “Y-You… You should go and bring Feiying here. I’m not comfortable being alone with you.”

The problem is, even if Feiying is here, I can still… subdue both of you… Mu Zhian sighed softly.

“Are you that insecure with me, Senior Sister?”

Lan Mulian glanced at him. “Look at my current attire, and then repeat your question.”

Lan Mulian sat on a slightly worn wooden plank, the floor quite clean. She wore a sleeveless top that revealed her alluring shoulders and delicate collarbone, her ample bosom tightly wrapped, her white dress placed aside.

There were dust stains on her dress, but her long, fair legs were clean. She sat with her legs slightly apart.

“These stains are because of you,” Lan Mulian reminded him calmly.

Mu Zhian was puzzled. “When did I stain your dress? I don’t remember.”

Then, he clapped his hands, as if suddenly realizing something. “It was when I had you… on the floor—”

Lan Mulian looked up, her usually clear eyes sparkling like the starry sky, beautiful and captivating.

Feeling the pressure of her Nascent Soul aura and seeing her embarrassed expression, Mu Zhian chuckled helplessly. “I was just joking, Senior Sister. Don’t be angry.”

Lan Mulian scoffed, glancing at him.

“What rank are you at now, Senior Sister? Your aura seems different from other Nascent Soul cultivators I’ve met,” Mu Zhian asked casually as he steered the boat towards the shore.

Lan Mulian said calmly, “Third Transformation of Nascent Soul, which is equivalent to Nascent Soul Rank 5.”

Mu Zhian was shocked. “Nascent Soul Rank 5… Even Chosen Ones don’t cultivate that fast. How did you do it?”

“Just normal cultivation,” Lan Mulian paused. “If you cultivated diligently every day, Junior Brother, you wouldn’t be much slower.”

Mu Zhian smiled, a playful glint in his eyes. “If I focused on cultivation, how could I help Senior Sister improve her cultivation?”

The Innate Celestial Furnace constitution was meant to support other ‘protagonists.’ It was better for the other ‘little fish’ to develop first, rather than him cultivating slowly.

After they became stronger, he would also become stronger.

Just like after Yao Meng ascended, Mu Zhian had access to unlimited resources.

It was just that his… kidneys were often tired.

But it was worth it, as it allowed the ‘fish’ to evolve smoothly…

Pretending not to notice Lan Mulian’s annoyed glare, Mu Zhian channeled his spiritual energy and steered the boat towards the shore.

He looked at Lan Mulian and asked tentatively, “Senior Sister, should I go and call Feiying?”

Lan Mulian glanced at him. “I knew you were thinking about Feiying. Do as you please. There’s no need to ask me.”

Mu Zhian: “…”

Didn’t you just ask me to call her?

Has Senior Sister forgotten how she… ‘begged’ me earlier…? Mu Zhian shook his head inwardly and reached for the cabin door.

The door wouldn’t budge, as if held shut by an invisible force!

Mu Zhian’s heart skipped a beat, and he channeled his spiritual energy, trying to force the door open.

However, even with his strength, greater than that of an average Nascent Soul cultivator, he couldn’t move the door, as if a mysterious force had sealed the pleasure boat shut.

“What’s wrong?”

Lan Mulian also noticed the anomaly and frowned.

It seems we’ve entered the classic ‘a man and a woman locked in a storage room’ scenario… Mu Zhian, surprisingly, still had the mood to joke. “I can’t open the door.”

He tried again, but to no avail.

Lan Mulian glanced at the boy. “How is that possible?”

She thought the sly Junior Brother was playing tricks again… perhaps because he wasn’t satisfied with their earlier intimacy.

“Move aside. Let me try.”

Lan Mulian stood up and pushed the door.

Nothing happened.

Mu Zhian looked at her, his eyes as if saying: See? I wasn’t lying.

Lan Mulian closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, they shimmered like the starry sky, mysterious and beautiful.

All the spiritual energy fluctuations within the boat were now within her perception.

She placed her hand on the door and gently pushed.

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The door creaked open slightly.

Mu Zhian’s eyes lit up. “It’s open?”

As expected of the Sacred Heavenly Body. She saw through the problem instantly.

However, Lan Mulian frowned slightly. “This isn’t the Primordial Lake.”

“We were just on the Primordial Lake. How can this not be it?”

Mu Zhian’s heart sank, and he pushed the door open, stepping onto the deck.

Boom!

A terrifying wave of energy erupted from the boat, and a thick black mist spread outwards, instantly darkening the starry sky.

The Primordial Lake was now shrouded in a mysterious, eerie darkness.

“What is this place? It wasn’t like this before,” Mu Zhian murmured, looking up at the pitch-black sky in shock.

“The Lan family’s old estate was built near the Primordial Lake, but they later relocated,” Lan Mulian also stepped onto the deck, her eyes clear and bright as she looked at the night sky.

“Since it’s abandoned, no clan members come here, which is why I asked where you found this pleasure boat.”

Mu Zhian froze, a chill running down his spine.

He looked down at the wooden deck beneath his feet, then up at Lan Mulian. “Then where did this boat come from…?”

Lan Mulian scanned the quiet, misty surroundings, her eyes flickering. “It is said that when the ancestor was alive, she once went boating on the Primordial Lake with a close friend. The next day, the boat and her friend disappeared.”

“Not long after, nearing the end of her lifespan, the ancestor left her only two Emperor-grade herbs to the Lan family and went to a forbidden zone in the Eastern Continent, slaying the ancient creature that had colluded with the First Demon Emperor.”

“Come to think of it, this pleasure boat seems to be the same one described in the ancient texts,” Lan Mulian said.

When they arrived at the Primordial Lake, she had been captivated by the romantic atmosphere created by Mu Zhian and hadn’t noticed anything amiss.

But now, she finally realized something was wrong.

This mysterious ancient boat was likely the one used by the Lan family ancestor tens of thousands of years ago. It had appeared on the Primordial Lake like a ghost, traveling upstream from the river of time!

Mu Zhian looked up at the swirling black mist under the night sky, his brows furrowing slightly.

“Regardless, we should leave this place as soon as possible. It feels ominous and dangerous,” Mu Zhian said immediately.

Lan Mulian nodded silently.

Mu Zhian channeled his spiritual energy into the pleasure boat, and it slowly moved towards the shore, ripples spreading across the lake’s surface.

As the shore drew near, Lan Mulian suddenly grabbed Mu Zhian’s arm.

“What’s—”

Before Mu Zhian could finish, Lan Mulian’s gaze was fixed on an alluring female figure by the lake.

“L-Look! There’s someone there!”

Mu Zhian’s heart skipped a beat, and he looked up sharply.

There was indeed someone there.

A woman in a blue dress, her figure graceful, tall, and alluring.

She looked at them, her gaze lingering on Lan Mulian. She said softly, “You’ve come too early.”

“It’s too soon to board the boat.”

Mu Zhian paused, then bowed. “May I ask who Senior is…?”

“I was once an ancestor of the Lan family, but now, like you, I’m just a deceased person. There’s no need to mind me.”

So it’s an ancestor of the Lan family. No wonder she looks a bit like Senior Sister, but more mature…

Mu Zhian nodded slowly, as if suddenly understanding.

Then, his pupils constricted.

A deceased person…?

This mysterious woman knew about him!

Mu Zhian looked up at the woman in the blue dress.

“…How do you know I’m not… alive?”