It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists

Chapter 288: No Using Public Transportation for Private Purposes!

Mu Zhi’an had fantasized countless times about his maid, her eyes filled with humiliation, reluctance, and shame as she covered her chest with her hands, glaring at him with disdain while obeying his commands.

However, he knew this fantasy would likely never come true.

Firstly, with Wei Mengrou’s personality, she would never obey his commands. Secondly… even if he wanted to force her, the difference in their cultivation levels was too great. He couldn’t order her around.

After all, her monstrous cultivation speed was something he could only dream of.

However, although he couldn’t command her, he had achieved his goal through ‘requests’… This was unexpected.

At this moment, Mu Zhi’an narrowed his eyes, his back against the door, Wei Mengrou’s soft body pressed against his. Her beautiful face was flushed, as if she were drunk.

Her breath, sweet and warm, tickled his face, intoxicating him, making him forget all his worries.

Even through the thin fabric of her stockings, Mu Zhi’an could feel the smoothness of her thighs. He didn’t move, simply holding her waist, savoring this brief moment of bliss.

Tonight’s events felt surreal, like a dream.

“S-stop staring at me. Close your eyes,” Wei Mengrou said, her voice slightly strained, clearly uncomfortable under his gaze.

Mu Zhi’an chuckled. “Why aren’t you teasing me anymore?”

No matter how dominant she had been earlier, Wei Mengrou was still Wei Mengrou. She was still easily embarrassed.

Especially when her young master was staring at her so intently.

“Close your eyes first,” she said.

Her gaze towards Mu Zhi’an was filled with disapproval, but her flushed cheeks and alluring demeanor softened her coldness, making her appear even more captivating.

“I’ll close them later,” Mu Zhi’an said with a smile.

He wanted to savor this rare sight.

And she had just teased him… He had to get his revenge, even if it was just a little.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he gasped, feeling a bone-chilling coldness emanating from her legs and her icy glare. He shivered instinctively.

He raised his hands in surrender. “I was wrong…”

His life was more important than his pride… This was no time for jokes.

After all, his future happiness was in her hands now.

…

Outside the Two Polarities Sect.

Bai Ruoxi, her figure a streak of white light, flew towards the sect’s entrance on her sword.

Not far behind her, another young lady followed closely. Her light blue jacket and sky-blue skirt fluttered in the wind, revealing a glimpse of her fair legs, her delicate feet clad in white socks and light-colored boots.

A ribbon cinched around her slender waist, accentuating her curves.

The two of them didn’t speak on their way back. Worried about Mu Zhi’an, they focused on reaching the sect as quickly as possible.

Within the Two Polarities Sect, many disciples were chatting about the Martial Realm trial.

Seeing Bai Ruoxi and Ye Qian approaching, a few disciples noticed them, and one exclaimed in surprise, “Look, someone’s already back!”

Many looked up, and seeing the two figures, they couldn’t help but whisper amongst themselves.

“This Martial Realm trial is brutal. The Southern Wilderness’s Holy Son, the genius from the Western Regions, and even several prodigies from the Eastern Realm were eliminated. I didn’t expect Junior Sister Bai and Junior Sister Qian’er to…”

“Perhaps they passed the trial and returned to the sect,” the Third Senior Sister of Boundless Sea Peak said, looking at the two figures in the distance.

“Didn’t Junior Brother Mu return to the sect in a hurry not long ago? It seemed like something urgent had happened. Could it be that Junior Sister Bai and Junior Sister Qian’er rushed back because of that?”

Her words sparked a lively discussion.

“That Junior Brother Mu is truly ruthless. He sacrificed himself to eliminate twenty prodigies with a single tribulation. But it seems he’s also injured.”

“The Sect Master’s jade slip can protect him from a fatal injury, but failing the tribulation will still have some side effects.”

Many disciples felt a pang of sympathy for Mu Zhi’an.

He had wasted a chance to undergo his Heavenly Tribulation for the sake of the Martial Realm trial and even put himself in danger… It didn’t seem worth it.

Failing a tribulation could result in a decrease in cultivation level, or even death. Although the jade slip could save his life, it couldn’t protect his cultivation.

“He was too impulsive,” someone said.

“I heard he did it because his Dao Companion was attacked. Regardless of the outcome, I think it’s reassuring to have such a devoted Dao Companion,” another disciple retorted, defending Mu Zhi’an.

Among these disciples were several elders from various parts of the Nine Realms. Hearing their conversation, they couldn’t help but frown, worried that their own disciples might have been among those eliminated by Mu Zhi’an’s tribulation.

The Ascension Ceremony was crucial. Even if they didn’t win first place, reaching the top ten would still be a chance to showcase their strength. It would be a disgrace if they couldn’t even pass the Martial Realm trial.

…

While the other disciples were discussing the Martial Realm trial, Mu Zhi’an was still enjoying the company of his beautiful maid, a sense of satisfaction washing over him.

I never thought I’d see the day Mengrou would use those smooth, delicate legs that I’ve been longing for to help me manage my Innate Celestial Furnace…

Mu Zhi’an looked up at the ceiling, feeling as if he had reached the peak of his life.

And it wasn’t an exaggeration. He had never imagined that Wei Mengrou would willingly use those legs to help him refine his Spiritual Energy.

The feel of her skin against his, even through the stockings, her sweet fragrance… it was intoxicatingly alluring.

He stared at her beautiful face, flushed with a faint blush, completely captivated.

“Didn’t I tell you to close your eyes?” Wei Mengrou said, glancing at him.

“You’re so beautiful, Mengrou. I think I’m falling for you,” Mu Zhi’an said softly, his hand gently caressing her cheek, brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

“I’m sure you’ve said that to many others,” Wei Mengrou retorted, clearly not believing him.

But even her dismissive tone seemed to excite Mu Zhi’an.

Mengrou is the best!

Mu Zhi’an maintained a calm expression and shook his head. “I swear, I’ve only ever said that to you.”

Wei Mengrou’s charm was different from the others. Her usual coldness towards him and her current display of affection… This contrast was intoxicating.

Wei Mengrou scoffed, her gaze filled with disdain.

Mu Zhi’an didn’t try to explain. He placed a hand on her shoulder, leaned in, and kissed her cheek, her neck, then finally, her lips.

Wei Mengrou’s cheeks flushed slightly, her discomfort evident.

After a while, Mu Zhi’an released her lips and gazed at her beautiful face, his hand resting on her soft waist. He was about to say something when his Innate Spiritual Body suddenly sent out a warning, a wave of unease washing over him.

Wei Mengrou also sensed something and turned her head, looking towards the door.

Someone had entered the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

Logically, the courtyard was protected by a special formation. Strangers couldn’t enter so easily.

In other words, it had to be someone they knew.

And just as he thought this, Bai Ruoxi’s soft and melodious voice came from outside the door.

“Mu Lang, are you in Mengrou’s room?”

Holy crap?!

Mu Zhi’an’s heart skipped a beat. Combined with Wei Mengrou’s hand tightly gripping his, he almost lost control of his Spiritual Energy.

Wei Mengrou’s eyes also widened in panic, and she activated her concealment ability.

Hearing no response, Bai Ruoxi tilted her head slightly, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Then, she reached out to open the door.

“R-Ruoxi, why are you back so soon?” Mu Zhi’an asked, trying to maintain his composure.

Wei Mengrou’s heart pounded uncontrollably.

Bai Ruoxi and the others considered Wei Mengrou an ‘older sister’ and treated her with respect, partly because she had always protected Mu Zhi’an, and partly because she never interfered in his relationships.

If they saw her now, especially helping him refine his Spiritual Energy… It would be a social death sentence.

“Qian’er and I obtained ten points, so we passed the Martial Realm trial,” Bai Ruoxi’s gentle voice came from outside.

Then, she said hesitantly, “Are you alright, Mu Lang? Your voice sounds strange…”

Mu Zhi’an glanced at Wei Mengrou. “Yeah, I’m fine… I’m about to meditate and retrieve the Heavenly Dao Energy. I probably used up too much Spiritual Energy, so my voice is a bit weak.”

Wei Mengrou listened to their conversation, her heart pounding. The warmth of his embrace was strangely comforting. She looked up at him.

He was also looking at her, but his gaze was distant, his attention focused on Bai Ruoxi outside.

Wei Mengrou pursed her lips.

Besides nervousness and guilt towards Bai Ruoxi, a strange emotion welled up within her.

It was a feeling of… pleasure.

She pressed her thighs together, and Mu Zhi’an’s body stiffened, almost letting out a gasp.

Wei Mengrou immediately covered his mouth with her hand, her eyes filled with disdain, as if saying: Your Dao Companion is outside wanting to see you, and you’re in here with your maid… You’re truly a fickle man.

You’re trying to kill me, Mengrou… Mu Zhi’an thought, suppressing his excitement. He said as calmly as possible, “By the way, Ruoxi, I might need a medicinal bath later. Can you prepare it for me?”

Bai Ruoxi paused, her gaze fixed on the closed door. “Alright, I’ll go prepare it now.”

As her footsteps faded into the distance, Mu Zhi’an finally relaxed. “That was close.”

Fortunately, it was Wei Mengrou he was with, so Bai Ruoxi wouldn’t think too much about it. If it were Ye Lingxuan, she might have barged in.

He looked at Wei Mengrou. “Aren’t you afraid of being discovered, Mengrou?”

If he hadn’t reacted quickly, Bai Ruoxi would have sensed the decrease in his Spiritual Energy. After all, they had spent countless nights together. She could easily tell which energy belonged to his ordinary Vessel and which belonged to his Innate Celestial Furnace.

“You forced me to do it. It has nothing to do with me,” Wei Mengrou said calmly.

“Can I force a peak Core Formation cultivator…?” Mu Zhi’an retorted.

Although he had indeed asked for it, he hadn’t expected her to agree.

He had already prepared to ‘help himself’, although that would have been a bit… tragic.

“You can even suppress a Dao Integration Empress. What’s a peak Core Formation cultivator to you?” Wei Mengrou said sarcastically.

Suppress… Mu Zhi’an’s gaze lingered on her, a thought crossing his mind.

Perhaps because of their earlier intimacy, her face was flushed, her eyes moist, and her rosy lips still bore traces of lipstick, most of which had been thoroughly savored by a certain someone.

Under his heated gaze, Wei Mengrou lowered her eyes and said softly, “Can you let go now?”

Mu Zhi’an snapped out of his daze and quickly released her waist.

Wei Mengrou wiped her hands with a handkerchief, then, suppressing her shyness, she said, “Focus on guiding out the Heavenly Dao Energy… Or do you want to experience the Calamity Body’s bad luck?”

Although her tone was still cold, her flickering eyes betrayed her nervousness.

Mu Zhi’an grinned. “I understand.”

He was already satisfied.

But it was a shame Bai Ruoxi had returned so early. Otherwise, they could have enjoyed themselves a bit longer.

Logically, he should be the one taking the initiative, but today, it was Wei Mengrou. This was unacceptable.

I’ll find a chance to ‘suppress’ Mengrou next time!

Mu Zhi’an sat down on the bed, looked up at Wei Mengrou, and asked, “Will there be another… opportunity next time, Mengrou?”

“This was just to help you guide out the Heavenly Dao Energy. Don’t misunderstand,” Wei Mengrou replied calmly, her voice softer than usual.

She walked over to a chair and sat down, wiping her fingers with a handkerchief.

Then, seeing his disappointed expression, she smiled faintly.

“However, if it’s Master’s order… I might consider it if I’m in a good mood.”

…

Bai Ruoxi walked along the corridor towards another room.

As she reached a corner, she paused, turning her head slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on the closed door behind her, a hint of suspicion in them.

Why did Mengrou conceal her aura when I approached the room?

Normally, Bai Ruoxi wouldn’t think too much about it, but Wei Mengrou’s behavior in the Martial Realm had been strange…

Why did she hide her aura?

The only possibility was that she was trying to avoid being detected by someone.

And who could that someone be?

It wasn’t Mu Zhi’an, who was already in the room with her. Then, the only person Wei Mengrou could be hiding from was…

A bad feeling crept into Bai Ruoxi’s heart.

“Sister Ruoxi, have you found Brother Mu?”

Ye Qian’s voice came from ahead. She had been flying slower than Bai Ruoxi and had only just caught up.

Bai Ruoxi looked at the young lady and said softly, “Qian’er, can you do me a favor?”

Ye Qian blinked. “Of course, Sister Ruoxi. I’ll do my best.”

“Mu Lang asked me to prepare a medicinal bath for him. Can you go in my place?” Bai Ruoxi asked.

“Sure, but do you have other things to do, Sister Ruoxi?” Ye Qian tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with confusion.

Bai Ruoxi said gently, “There’s something I need to confirm.”

She handed the jade bottle to Ye Qian and said, “You’ve used this pill before, so I don’t need to explain, right?”

After Ye Qian took the bottle, Bai Ruoxi smiled gently. “Thank you, Sister Qian’er.”

Ye Qian nodded slightly, watching as Bai Ruoxi concealed her aura and walked in the opposite direction, her eyes filled with curiosity.

What is Sister Ruoxi planning to do?

…

Bai Ruoxi walked over to the window, her hand instinctively clutching the hem of her dress, her heart pounding.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, praying that her suspicions were wrong.

Mengrou is a proud and aloof woman. How could she possibly have feelings for Mu Lang…?

She used to mock him all the time…

Bai Ruoxi’s anxiety eased slightly. She carefully opened the window a crack and saw Mu Zhi’an meditating on the bed.

Her unease gradually disappeared.

Where’s Mengrou…?

She scanned the room and quickly spotted Wei Mengrou, who was bending over, removing her white stockings. Even Bai Ruoxi, a beauty herself, couldn’t help but admire her long, fair legs.

Why is Mengrou wearing the stockings Mu Lang gave her…?

As this question crossed her mind, her gaze suddenly fixed on a certain stain on the white stocking.

And then she saw Wei Mengrou’s face, flushed with a captivating blush she had never seen before.

Bai Ruoxi’s mind went blank.

As if sensing her gaze, Wei Mengrou turned her head and looked towards the window.

Their eyes met.