It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists

Chapter 129: Mu Zhi’an Makes His Move!

Chapter 129: Mu Zhi’an Makes His Move!

At the Pilgrimage Palace, the vast square was surrounded by peach trees, their blossoms a vibrant pink, their branches swaying gently in the breeze, creating a scene of breathtaking beauty.

It was one of the most famous locations in the Two Polarities Sect.

And the main reason for its fame was the peach blossoms, and a legend associated with the palace.

“I heard from the other disciples that couples who visit the Pilgrimage Palace will stay together forever,” Bai Ruoxi said, walking beside Mu Zhi’an, her voice soft, a smile playing on her lips. “Mu Lang, let’s come here sometime.”

Who started that baseless rumor…? He nodded, smiling. “Alright. I’ll come with you.”

He remembered the paper cranes he had sent a few days ago, the words he had written.

It should be fine. The sect master, a shark like her, she wouldn’t openly agree to a date with a mere disciple.

But just in case, he would take Ruoxi here first, for a casual outing. It was better to be safe.

Once he had fulfilled her wish, she wouldn’t ask to come here again.

He glanced around at the disciples, noticing several familiar faces.

Huang Manting, Gongsun Cheng, Ye Yu, and even the girl from the Southern Wilderness he had seen in Ling Long’s Celestial Realm.

Her attire was different from the others, revealing her slender waist and long legs, her short boots adding a touch of exotic charm.

That waist, those legs, that unique beauty… She’s stunning.

He quickly looked away.

A responsible pond master had to control his desires, especially with his partner by his side.

Yi Hao stood on the platform, his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the disciples, lingering on Mu Zhi’an, then on Bai Ruoxi and Wei Mengrou.

The disciples gathered here were all new recruits, having recently passed the entrance exams.

The inner disciple selections had been postponed due to the sect master’s orders, and today, they would finally choose the nine inner disciples.

A cultivator in white robes hovered in the air, his posture straight, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, his voice clear and strong.

“The inner disciple selections will be decided by the peak lords and elders. You’ve all passed the entrance exams, proving yourselves to be exceptional talents. If you’re not chosen as inner disciples, you can still cultivate diligently. There will be another assessment in a few years, and you can become inner disciples then.”

“For this selection, you can spar with each other, demonstrating your strength and talent.”

The atmosphere crackled with anticipation, the disciples’ eyes burning with a competitive fire.

Impressing the peak lords and elders, it could lead to an inner disciple position. It was a rare opportunity!

If they missed it, they would have to wait for the next assessment, years from now.

It was best to become an inner disciple now!

Disciples stepped onto the sparring platforms, eager to prove themselves.

They had clashed during the entrance exams, and this was their chance for revenge…!

And not only could they impress the sect’s leadership and settle old scores, they could also attract the attention of the female disciples, and even the female elders… It was a win-win-win situation!

If a female elder took a liking to them, they could become kept men. The thought was tantalizing…

Mu Zhi’an felt a hostile gaze upon him, and he looked up to see the Third Prince, his expression dark.

And standing beside him, chatting with another female cultivator, was Huang Manting, her golden dress accentuating her alluring figure, her beauty both regal and captivating…

Yong Ning, the Eldest Princess.

She seemed to sense his gaze, looking up at him, then she excused herself from her conversation and approached them.

Bai Ruoxi discreetly observed her, then glanced at Mu Zhi’an, who seemed unfazed, his gaze clear and steady, not lingering on the princess’s beauty. She relaxed, satisfied.

He smiled. “Princess Yong Ning, what brings you here?”

“You’re not a disciple of the sect, are you?”

She smiled gently. “I happened to arrive during the inner disciple selections, so I asked Sister Yan if I could observe. She agreed.”

“And I also wanted to see what kind of talents the Great Qian Dynasty has produced this year.”

She glanced at Bai Ruoxi, her smile widening. “This must be Bai Ruoxi. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Bai.”

“Greetings, Princess,” Bai Ruoxi replied, nodding politely, a faint smile playing on her lips.

“We’re in the Two Polarities Sect. There’s no need for formalities, Sister Ruoxi,” Yong Ning said, chuckling. “I heard you entered the sect without taking the exams. So you’re already at Core Formation?”

“I was simply lucky,” Bai Ruoxi replied modestly.

“Reaching Core Formation at such a young age, it’s not just luck.”

Yong Ning glanced at Mu Zhi’an, her brow furrowing slightly. “I heard you have a servant girl. Where is she today?”

“Mengrou doesn’t like to stand out. Please don’t mind her, Princess Yong Ning,” Mu Zhi’an replied, smiling.

She was disappointed.

She had been curious about the servant girl’s extraordinary talent, but if she didn’t want to appear, there was nothing she could do.

“Sister.”

The Third Prince approached, his handsome face framed by his four-clawed python robe, his gaze fixed on Yong Ning, a mixture of respect and something else in his eyes.

She nodded politely, but her demeanor was distant…

She hadn’t been so cold towards him before, but after he had asked to borrow one million spirit stones, her attitude had changed.

He turned to Mu Zhi’an, his eyes cold.

Mu Zhi’an seemed unfazed, smiling faintly. “Good morning, Third Prince.”

“Don’t act so innocent, Mu Zhi’an. I know what you’re thinking,” the Third Prince said coldly.

Mu Zhi’an sighed dramatically. “Third Prince, we’re fellow disciples. We have no deep hatred for each other. There’s no need to be like this.”

Yong Ning raised an eyebrow, nodding. “Young Master Mu is right. You’re both disciples of the sect. You’ll be seeing each other for a long time. There’s no need for such hostility…”

“Sister, he’s just a despicable scoundrel! He’s always cheating!” the Third Prince protested, glaring at Mu Zhi’an.

And Bai Ruoxi… He even dared to bring her here, risking her exposure!

Mu Zhi’an sighed. “Third Prince, I’ve never actively provoked you. I’ve only been defending myself. Is that wrong?”

He had indeed tricked the Third Prince a few times, but it was only after the Third Prince had initiated the conflict.

The Third Prince, raised in luxury and privilege, probably saw Mu Zhi’an as an insignificant ant that he could crush at any time.

But he didn’t realize that this wasn’t the Great Qian Dynasty. This was the Two Polarities Sect.

And within the sect, titles and backgrounds meant nothing.

“Do you dare to face me on the sparring platform, Mu Zhi’an?” the Third Prince challenged, his voice cold.

Bai Ruoxi frowned, her voice calm. “If you want to spar, Third Prince, I’m available.”

He ignored her, his gaze fixed on Mu Zhi’an. “Are you going to hide behind a woman…?”

“I am. What are you going to do about it?” Mu Zhi’an chuckled, shaking his head.

He added, “I might be hiding behind a woman, but can you even defeat her…?”

“Bai Ruoxi is at Core Formation! I can’t defeat her, but can you?!” the Third Prince retorted angrily.

“I can suppress her with a single hand,” Mu Zhi’an replied calmly, his hands clasped behind his back.

Bai Ruoxi blushed, glancing at him, her eyes filled with a playful reproach.

Seeing the Third Prince’s anger, Mu Zhi’an chuckled. “If you don’t believe me, we can make another bet, for one million spirit stones. We’ll see if I can suppress her…”

He looked at the Third Prince, who seemed enraged, and he smiled.

“Fine.”

“Since you’re so eager for revenge, I’ll give you a chance.”

He noticed a few other gazes lingering on him, and he chuckled inwardly. It seems Ruoxi and I are both popular…

She was admired for her beauty and talent, while he was simply hated…

It couldn’t be helped. No matter what he did, there would always be those who disliked him, who envied him.

He wouldn’t change his ways for them.

They saw him being a kept man and they thought he was weak?

He chuckled inwardly, sensing their gazes.

He would give them a chance to reconsider…