It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists

The Sabbath, just from what the Spirit Dragon knew from the past, had already occurred twice. According to rumors, the Sabbath originally stemmed from the Great Dao, but within the Nine Provinces, the one truly controlling the Sabbath was the Heavenly Dao.

Or rather, it was one of the ‘rules’ prepared by the Heavenly Dao to balance the state of the Nine Provinces. Although it reduced the Luck of the Nine Provinces each time, it was also for the sake of the ‘Imaginary World’ backing the Nine Provinces.

Under normal circumstances, cultivators of the Nine Provinces referred to the ‘Imaginary World’ as the ‘Firmament’.

The so-called imaginary numbers are false, unreal numbers. The Imaginary World is different from all things in the universe; it does not exist within people’s vision and cannot even be reached, hence it is called imaginary.

However, it is indeed a real place. Some great powers can tear open spatial rifts under specific conditions to reach the ‘Imaginary World’.

And the Sabbath was intended to transfer part of the Nine Provinces’ Luck to the Firmament as nourishment.

At this moment, in a quiet village late at night, several elderly figures with aged faces silently looked up, watching the soft white light under the night sky.

“The Sabbath has finally descended after all,” Daochu Tianzun(*Dao Initial Celestial Venerable*) spoke softly.

“Wasn’t it precisely because Sister Qiao deduced the time of the Sabbath’s arrival that she had us retreat to the mountains and forests? Why is Daochu Tianzun so conflicted now?” an old man beside him slowly said.

The old lady called ‘Sister Qiao’, her back hunched, said faintly, “The Sabbath is the Heavenly Dao’s doing to balance the state of the Nine Provinces. Resisting the Sabbath means defying the Heavenly Dao, making it difficult to survive in the Nine Provinces. Since you all made your decision back then, you should not have regrets today.”

“At least in this village, we can still live in seclusion.”

An old man nodded slightly and said darkly, “Let’s seal the village for a period of time for now.”

As his words fell, the entire village seemed to be faintly enveloped by a mysterious power, making it impossible for the outside world to sense any trace of life from within.

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Martial World.

This place was remote, and coupled with the extreme winter throughout the year, apart from the Two Polarities Sect’s past sect assessments using the Martial World as an assessment point, few people resided here.

And on this quiet night, an aurora streaked down from the night sky. It tore through the void, grazed the mountain peaks in the Martial World, and landed in the great wilderness.

It was a huge, luminous oval sphere. If Mu Zhian were here, he would definitely pull Lin Ling and shout, “Lin Ling, quick, look at the flying saucer!”

Yes… from the outside, it indeed had the shape of a ‘flying saucer’, shimmering with a metallic luster, incredibly mysterious.

As it landed in the Martial World, the entire ground seemed to shake violently. Following that, grayish mist silently seeped out from the flying saucer.

The gray mist spread very slowly, radiating outwards bit by bit with the ‘flying saucer’ at its center.

Some cultivators passing through the Martial World by chance clearly noticed this artifact from the alien starry sky and, filled with curiosity, flew towards it on their swords.

However, the moment some cultivators touched the gray mist, they discovered in horror that the parts of their skin touching the gray mist instantly melted. A miserable scream rang out: “There’s something wrong with this gray mist! It’s devouring my Essence! Save… save me!”

Several nearby rogue cultivators’ expressions changed slightly. They looked uncertainly at the mysterious oval sphere within the gray mist, hesitated no longer, turned, and wanted to flee.

However, as they scattered and fled, they discovered in horror that all directions of the Martial World had unknowingly been completely enveloped by the gray mist.

Following that, one miserable scream after another echoed throughout the Martial World.

At the same time, the hatch of the flying saucer opened silently, and an immensely vast aura silently enveloped the entire Martial World.

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“Is it just the same name, or is the Sabbath’s Divine Envoy really her?”

Mu Zhian looked at the name appearing before his eyes, couldn’t help but frown deeply in thought, and murmured to himself.

“Aaa (Do you know her?)”

Lin Ling sidled up next to him like a cat, her silver hair lightly brushing his face, ticklish, carrying a faint, subtle fragrance.

Mu Zhian snapped back to reality, shook his head, and smiled, “Not necessarily. It’s just that this name is a bit familiar. I had some interactions with someone of this name back when I was in Tianxuan City.”

“But thinking about it, it should just be a coincidence with the name.”

After all, according to Old Ren, his ex-girlfriend had already visited the Mu family in Tianxuan City a few days ago… but the Sabbath’s warship only landed in the Nine Provinces tonight.

The timing doesn’t match, so it should just be a coincidence.

Yeah, probably…

Just as Mu Zhian was thinking about these things with complicated feelings, Lin Ling suddenly wrote on her small notebook: “The Sabbath usually chooses someone from the Nine Provinces as the Divine Envoy, and that Divine Envoy should have the bloodline of the Firmament.”

Mu Zhian was stunned. “So, it really could be her…?”

Just as he finished speaking, Lin Ling was already holding up her small notebook, waiting for him: “Is it someone you know?”

“Do you care about her a lot?” Mu Zhian asked.

Lin Ling hugged her small notebook and nodded obediently: “I want to know what happened to you in the past. What is the relationship between the Firmament’s Divine Envoy and you?”

Mu Zhian felt complicated. He wrote on the small notebook for her to see: “I do know someone named Mu Wanwan, but she might not necessarily be the Sabbath’s Divine Envoy.”

Back when Mu Zhian was still a profligate young master, he had pursued many girls in Tianxuan City, and basically succeeded with all of them. Those girls all came from reasonably good family backgrounds locally.

Besides them, among the merchant caravans occasionally passing through Tianxuan City, there were also older sisters and merchants’ daughters who were friendly with Mu Zhian.

But everyone just forgot each other after one night… Even Mu Zhian didn’t expect to hit the jackpot like this, seeing his ex-girlfriend’s name upon the Sabbath’s arrival.

“If it really is her, I probably need to consider hiding for a while,” Mu Zhian sighed softly.

“Do you have enmity with her?” Lin Ling held up her small notebook and asked.

Mu Zhian gently stroked her head and said softly, “Normally, there are only two ways for couples to break up: either forget each other in the jianghu, or become enemies.”

“As for supposedly remaining good friends after breaking up… I don’t believe many people can face their ex-lover calmly, with their state of mind completely undisturbed.”

“So you are enemies?” Lin Ling wrote on the small notebook.

“Not really, it can only be considered a relatively peaceful breakup…” Mu Zhian said.

“Do you still like her?”

There are many people I like… Mu Zhian said helplessly, “If I have to say, I still feel some lingering attachment. After all, she can be considered my first love.”

His first time, and even his first kiss, were given to her.

However, that girl arrived mysteriously back then and left just as mysteriously. Although Mu Zhian hadn’t broken up with her, their Dao Companion relationship was basically dead in name.

Mu Zhian just hadn’t expected her to come looking for him in Tianxuan City a few days ago.

“If the fish in my fishpond find out about this, it will probably cause a lot of trouble,” Mu Zhian silently pressed his forehead and sighed.

“Find out about what?”

Just then, a cold voice suddenly came from not far away.

Mu Zhian froze for a moment, subconsciously looking towards the windowsill, seeing the yellow-skirted beauty who had jumped onto the windowsill at some unknown time.

Her beautiful eyes were cold, staring straight at Mu Zhian.

“Sister Mengrou, when did you arrive?” Mu Zhian was startled inwardly.

Ever since Wei Mengrou advanced from Core Formation to Nascent Soul, her aura concealment was much stronger than before, to the point that Mu Zhian hadn’t even noticed her.

“I knocked just now, but you didn’t respond, so I could only come in myself to check the situation,” Wei Mengrou said faintly.

“Spying on your master’s private life, what a malicious personality,” Mu Zhian complained.

Wei Mengrou glanced at him and silently took out a lustrous stone from her bosom.

“Shadow Stone?! When did you put this thing in my room?!” Mu Zhian immediately realized.

The corner of Wei Mengrou’s mouth quirked up. “Guess~”

She glanced at the two people in the room, her gaze lingering on Lin Ling for a moment, then said calmly, “Anyway, I already have a malicious personality. Being a little more malicious doesn’t matter.”

“What do you think, Master~?”

Mu Zhian got out of bed, pulled Wei Mengrou’s hand, and smiled, “Let’s discuss things properly. Give me the surveillance… I mean, the Shadow Stone.”

Wei Mengrou played with the Shadow Stone in her hand, glanced at her young master a couple more times, and finally tossed the Shadow Stone to him.

Seeing the relieved Mu Zhian, Wei Mengrou faintly added:

“Forgot to tell you, the Shadow Stone only has a few cats I recorded on my way here just now.”

Mu Zhian: “?”

Have you not received stick education for too long and are itching for it, Sister Mengrou… Mu Zhian muttered silently.

“You came looking for me so late tonight, presumably you have something important to say?” Mu Zhian asked.

Wei Mengrou glanced at Lin Ling beside her and nodded gently. “The Lan Clan is already investigating their internal elders.”

Mu Zhian nodded slightly. “Besides the Great Elder, the Lan Clan definitely has others colluding with outside clans. With an internal traitor like Lan Cao exposed, plus the imminent arrival of the Sabbath, it’s normal for the Lan Clan to feel a sense of crisis.”

“You came here probably not just to tell me this, right?”

“I heard from cultivators outside that the Sabbath’s warship stopped near the Martial World. If possible during this time, it’s best not to go near there,” Wei Mengrou reminded softly.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Mu Zhian’s rather subtle expression and asked hesitantly, “What’s wrong?”

“It’s too late. Even if I don’t go, the other party will probably come looking for me,” Mu Zhian said silently.

Under Wei Mengrou’s doubtful gaze, Mu Zhian roughly explained what he had learned earlier.

“Mu Wanwan? That woman is the Sabbath’s Divine Envoy?”

Wei Mengrou’s expression turned somewhat unsightly. She recalled some unpleasant memories.

“You know her too?” Lin Ling held up her small notebook and asked.

“An extremely malicious woman,” Wei Mengrou said faintly.

Seemingly sensing the curiosity in Lin Ling’s eyes, Wei Mengrou said, “She wasn’t from Tianxuan City. She was just passing through Tianxuan City by chance back then, and ended up being targeted by the Young Master. After he pursued her for a while, they became Dao Companions.”

“But that woman came mysteriously and left mysteriously. The Mu family sent people to investigate several times back then but couldn’t find out her identity or origin.”

“Actually, it’s not as exaggerated as Sister Mengrou says, but her personality is indeed somewhat malicious, or rather, black-bellied…” Mu Zhian said.

“By the way, the Young Master’s first kiss was given to her. If nothing unexpected happened, his first time being intimate was also with her,” Wei Mengrou added.

Lin Ling stared straight at Wei Mengrou and handed her the small notebook: “Want to meet her.”

“Even if we don’t look for her, we’ll probably have a chance to meet her later,” Wei Mengrou glanced lightly at the worried-looking Young Master. “If she really is the Sabbath’s Divine Envoy.”

As she spoke, her gaze suddenly sized up Lin Ling doubtfully again.

More accurately, she was sizing up the faintly visible butterfly imprint on her lower abdomen.

It was an imprint composed of two butterflies, looking somewhat like a ‘heart’ shape.

This imprint looked quite familiar, so much so that Wei Mengrou reacted the first time she saw it, her expression changing.

“You and Senior Spirit Dragon…”

Sister Mengrou reacts quite quickly… Mu Zhian transmitted his voice: “She was suffering from Karmic Fire before, I had no choice.”

Wei Mengrou sized up the Young Master with a strange expression.

Among the girls Mu Zhian knew, Lin Ling had always been the one she worried about the least.

Because the Spirit Dragon’s Dao could sense the Young Master’s lewd emotions.

Unexpectedly, even Senior Spirit Dragon…

“You gave her the Heavenly Court seat too, right?” Wei Mengrou continued via voice transmission.

Mu Zhian looked up in surprise. “How did you know?”

“Isn’t the imprint on her lower abdomen the Heavenly Court’s seat?”

Wei Mengrou hooked her skirt hem with a fingertip, revealing a pair of long, snow-white beautiful legs. A black butterfly imprint faintly appeared on her tender white left thigh. The contrast between black and white was particularly striking, captivating the soul.

“Are you sure you didn’t deliberately put this imprint there yourself?” She stared suspiciously at the Young Master.

The butterfly imprint on Wei Mengrou’s right thigh back then was also caused by Mu Zhian giving her Heavenly Dao Luck. Now, after giving the Spirit Dragon the Heavenly Court seat, there was a similar imprint.

Anything related to the Young Master always ended up like this, unknowingly becoming something lewd…

Sure enough, the Heavenly Court takes after its master, so even the Heavenly Court’s rules are so improper.

Mu Zhian spread his hands innocently. “No matter what, I wouldn’t leave such obvious imprints on you. Even if stealing food, one must know to wipe their mouth, right?”

Wei Mengrou couldn’t find a reason to refute for a moment.

Mu Zhian moved closer to Wei Mengrou, glancing at her beautiful legs a few times. “Speaking of which, I remember the butterfly seemed to be on your right thigh before, how did it move to the left now?”

Wei Mengrou showed a disgusted look, saying contemptuously, “That butterfly is my awakened Ancestral Artifact. It’s not like you don’t know.”

“Also, can you stop staring at people with such lewd eyes? Your hormones will affect Senior Spirit Dragon.”

“I was just a little curious,” Mu Zhian explained.

Wei Mengrou stood with her slender legs crossed, pouting. “After being curious, you want to touch it with your hand, right? Do you want me to let you lick it too?”

Mu Zhian gently shook his head, saying demurely, “Can you put on white silk stockings first before letting me serve you?”

Wei Mengrou: “…”

The maid was once again rendered speechless by her Young Master. She pulled Lin Ling back several steps, shielding Lin Ling in front of her, as if wanting to distance herself from a pervert.

Lin Ling looked doubtfully at Wei Mengrou and held up her small notebook, asking, “Are you talking about snacks?”

“Not snacks, but he likes tasting them the most,” Wei Mengrou looked contemptuously at her Young Master.

“If the Young Master asks you to wear stockings, you must know how to refuse him,” she reminded Lin Ling again.

“Why?” Lin Ling held up her small notebook.

Wei Mengrou glanced at the Young Master a couple of times and said faintly, “You are too innocent. If you do as the Young Master says, he probably won’t be able to resist making a move on you.”

“To the Young Master, his love for stockings is equivalent to your love for the Eight Treasure Crane.”

Lin Ling let out an “Aaa” of sudden realization.

“Don’t teach her such weird knowledge! Also, can you stop looking at me with such strange eyes, making it seem like I’m really a pervert…” Mu Zhian said speechlessly.

Wei Mengrou glanced expressionlessly at the Young Master. Seemingly recalling various past events with him, her face gradually flushed red, and she said faintly, “Aren’t you?”

“Is liking one’s own maid considered perverted? Is there a problem with having one’s own maid wear white silk?” Mu Zhian said righteously, then glanced a couple more times at the silver-haired beauty in the pristine white dress.

Wei Mengrou actually couldn’t find a reason to refute for a moment.

Lin Ling seemed a bit uncomfortable being stared at, shyly pressing her legs together, placing one hand in front of her skirt.

However, she didn’t know that, to Mu Zhian, her current posture of seeming refusal yet welcome was actually even more alluring.

Weng!

Just as Mu Zhian was about to speak, a piercing buzzing sound suddenly came from beside his ear.

In the deep night, rolling black mist quietly pushed forward from afar. At the same time, under this vast starry sky, a ray of faint blue light shone down from the heavens above.

That ray of faint blue light pierced through layers of black clouds like sunlight.

The light transformed into a bizarre creature with a ferocious and terrifying form. It extended a pair of scarlet beast eyes from within the black clouds.

A corner of the black clouds collapsed at that instant, as if the sky itself had crumbled.

If a child saw this scene, they would undoubtedly be scared to tears, because just this pair of beast eyes seemed to reflect the heavens, spanning the size of more than half the Great Qian Dynasty.

The common people in the Nine Provinces did not feel this terrifying pressure, but all cultivators sensed Its presence. Almost at that instant, a fear originating from instinct arose in their hearts.

That was… a god containing the laws of the Heavenly Dao!

Mu Zhian reacted almost immediately, quickly pushing open the window and looking up. The scarlet beast eyes made even his heart tremble involuntarily, and countless goosebumps immediately rose on his body.

Why does this thing look so disgusting?

“All Luck in the Nine Provinces belongs to the Firmament. From this day forth, all races of the Nine Provinces shall remain within their clans. If any flee privately, their entire clan shall be liquidated and dealt with by extermination.”

The creature’s eyes were chillingly intimidating. It spoke calmly, its voice exploding like thunder in the ears of countless cultivators, the sound wave sweeping across the entire Nine Provinces.

Wei Mengrou approached silently, her eyes having turned silver at some unknown point, mysterious and magnificent.

She whispered, “Is this the Sabbath’s alien god ? Containing the laws of the Heavenly Dao, presumably its actions are tacitly permitted by the Heavenly Dao.”

Mu Zhian looked up and stared quietly for a long time, then suddenly let out a soft laugh.

“What great official authority.”

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