It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists

Martial World.

Inside this oval-shaped flying saucer, several cultivators walked within the hall where tens of thousands of spirit stones floated.

The beauty in the black dress crossed her arms, sized up the tall figure beside her, and said faintly, “Immortal Lord, you’ve caused too much of a commotion this time. Aren’t you afraid of provoking the beings of the Nine Provinces?”

The one who had just cast the spell to make a Dharma Idol(Celestial Manifestation) descend upon the sky was this Immortal Lord before her. He came from a distant alien starry sky and was a supreme existence in that place. Currently clad in golden battle armor, his aura was imposing.

“Heh…”

A cold laugh echoed through the hall. The Immortal Lord’s expression was indifferent. “The so-called Nine Provinces is merely one of the planets in the universe. Many cultivators have been born here, but they only have cultivation and no technology. In the end, it’s just a primitive planet. Provoking them is no big deal.”

“Besides, we have the Heavenly Dao’s consent this time. Even if there are ancient beings in the Nine Provinces, they can’t say anything. I have no quarrel with them… As for those weaklings, killing them is nothing.”

His aura was immensely powerful, his body brimming with the absorbed Essence Blood of cultivators. His expression was aloof, treating all beings as nothing except for the few Dao Integration Realm experts within the Nine Provinces.

“But even refining all these beings into Essence Blood to nourish the Firmament is probably far from enough… Their Luck is ultimately that of ordinary people and won’t be of much use.” The Immortal Lord spoke again.

The black-skirted girl raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly having understood something. She glanced indifferently at the Immortal Lord. “The Two Polarities Sect’s status in the Eastern Continent is far beyond your imagination. Besides, if the Spirit Dragon leaves, the Nine Provinces might find it hard to produce another Nascent Soul Realm cultivator for ten thousand years. The Heavenly Dao probably wouldn’t allow it.”

“You overestimate the Heavenly Dao. To it, the Nine Provinces, the Firmament, and even any other beings in the starry sky are under its control. It won’t stop it, and it can’t stop it.”

Towards the end of his words, the Immortal Lord turned and looked at the tall figure sitting at the end of the hall, in the center of the flying saucer.

“Myriad Dragon Supreme One, what do you think?”

At the end of the hall, the man clad in dark battle armor sat on the Throne, his aura astonishing, his voice majestic and cold as it echoed through the hall: “It doesn’t matter.”

“The Spirit Dragon is a symbol of Luck. If we obtain her, the Firmament might quickly burst with life in the future, even becoming a second Heavenly Court,” Myriad Dragon Supreme One said faintly.

“You, bring the Spirit Dragon back.”

The black-skirted girl furrowed her brows slightly, her eyes flickering faintly. She didn’t make a sound.

Those whose paths are different do not plan together…

She turned and left the flying saucer.

…

“What great official authority. Is this ‘god’ who descended from the alien starry sky at the Transcendence Realm or Immortal Ascension Realm?”

Mu Zhian looked up at the sky. After a while, he suddenly chuckled softly and asked.

Lin Ling gently shook her head, took out her small notebook, and wrote: “He is at the Dao Integration Realm, but the rules of heaven and earth are not binding him.”

Mu Zhian’s eyes flickered slightly, seemingly understanding something: “This Sabbath is guided by the Heavenly Dao, so the rules of heaven and earth have opened a backdoor for him, not binding him? No wonder he has such confidence.”

“What kind of world is the Firmament exactly?” Mu Zhian asked again.

“A barren land, needing the Nine Provinces’ Luck to sustain itself,” Lin Ling wrote.

“The two previous Sabbaths, led by the Heavenly Dao, were intended to transfer part of the Nine Provinces’ Luck to the Firmament.”

A rare trace of worry appeared in Lin Ling’s eyes as she looked up at the night sky. For some reason, she felt like just now, when she was looking up at the scarlet beast eyes under the night sky, the other party was staring at her too.

Lin Ling lowered her eyes slightly, reaching out and gripping Mu Zhian’s clothes tightly.

Mu Zhian, understanding her unspoken feelings, immediately sensed Lin Ling’s downcast mood and asked, “What’s wrong? Why do you seem so unhappy?”

“After the Sabbath, I don’t know how many cultivators’ Essence Blood will be harvested,” Lin Ling seemed somewhat dejected.

Mu Zhian was slightly stunned. Then, looking at Lin Ling’s pretty face, he suddenly seemed to understand.

Although the Spirit Dragon had always stayed at the Two Polarities Sect, that was just because she had a good relationship with Shang Yanfei. Ultimately, she was a creation beloved by the Great Dao. If one had to say, the beings of the Nine Provinces were like children to her.

But now, with the Sabbath descending, she had to watch as the ‘god’ descending from the alien starry sky harvested the Nine Provinces’ Luck and even the lives of the living beings.

The so-called Sabbath was a day for beings to rest in peace. For a kind creature like the Spirit Dragon, it was naturally hard to bear.

“Will other Dao Integration Realm experts not intervene?” Mu Zhian wrote in the small notebook.

Lin Ling shook her head: “The Sabbath is the Heavenly Dao’s doing to balance the state of the Nine Provinces and the Firmament. Most Dao Integration Realm experts are unaffected by the rules of heaven and earth, but those harmonized with the Heavenly Dao are restricted by the Heavenly Dao. The moment they strike at an otherworldly god, they will be bound by the shackles of heaven and earth, with all manner of misfortune befalling them, making life worse than death.”

“All manner of misfortune…” Mu Zhian murmured, subconsciously looking at Wei Mengrou.

Among the people he knew, Wei Mengrou seemed to be the only one with immense misfortune.

Could it be… the Primordial Witch once did something during the Sabbath?

Thinking of this, Mu Zhian’s gaze fell on Lin Ling again.

The purpose of the Sabbath was to transfer part of the Nine Provinces’ Luck to the Firmament. During past Sabbaths, the Spirit Dragon had been in her grotto-heaven and thus hadn’t been noticed by the Firmament, but this time was different.

If the Firmament knew about the Spirit Dragon’s existence, would it prioritize targeting Lin Ling?

Mu Zhian wasn’t sure, but he didn’t want to gamble.

But it was indeed unsafe for Lin Ling to stay here right now.

“Are most of the Dao Integration Realm experts in the Nine Provinces harmonized with the Heavenly Dao?” Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

Lin Ling nodded gently, holding up her small notebook: “Have I caused you trouble?”

Mu Zhian was stunned, then reached out helplessly to rub her silver hair: “In a sense, it’s us who have been causing you trouble all along. If it weren’t for your Luck blessing, the Nine Provinces might not have prospered to this extent.”

“Lin Ling is a remarkable person.”

“But there are always bad people in this world. Staying at the Two Polarities Sect will be safe for you, and I can rest assured,” Mu Zhian said.

“Are you not coming back with me?” Lin Ling tugged at Mu Zhian’s clothes, gazing straight at him.

“I need to go to the Jade Pool Holy Land first, I’ll come find you at the Two Polarities Sect soon,” Mu Zhian said softly.

He stuffed the midnight snack he had prepared earlier into Lin Ling’s arms: “Take these back for your midnight snack. After you reach Two Polarities Peak, Sect Master Sister will take good care of you.”

Lin Ling hugged the wax paper bag in her arms, sniffing it like a cat, then raised her red eyes, writing in her small notebook: “Actually, I can lure them out too.”

Mu Zhian was stunned: “Lure…?”

“Their goal is the Nine Provinces’ Luck. I wasn’t around during the past Sabbaths, but this time, my existence might stir their thoughts, they’ll target me.”

Lin Ling’s spiritual sense slowly formed words in the small notebook. She raised her clear, red eyes, looking directly at Mu Zhian: “The Sabbath’s flying saucer might want to take me away from the Nine Provinces.”

Mu Zhian couldn’t help but laugh involuntarily: “Aren’t you afraid of really being abducted like this?”

“I’ll be fine.” Lin Ling’s expression was calm, as if explaining something ordinary.

“I won’t leave the Nine Provinces, and It won’t allow me to leave the Nine Provinces.”

Who is It…? Mu Zhian was momentarily stunned, then he seemed to recall something. Looking into Lin Ling’s clear red eyes, he murmured, “The Great Dao…?”

The Great Dao was emotionless and logically wouldn’t interfere with the changes in the universe. There was only one situation that would make the Great Dao intervene – when a cultivator made an oath.

Once a cultivator swore an oath and broke it, they would face the Great Dao’s Heavenly Punishment.

And another situation… was the Spirit Dragon.

“To the Great Dao, you are akin to an oath, an existence maintaining the balance of the Nine Provinces. That’s why it won’t let you get hurt and won’t let you leave the Nine Provinces against your will…?” Mu Zhian made a bold guess.

If the Heavenly Dao was the aggregate of all living beings, then the Great Dao was the aggregate of all things in the universe. It was the aggregate of all planets in all alien starry skies, and the Spirit Dragon was a miracle of the universe’s birth. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call her the Great Dao’s closest child.

Lin Ling silently nodded, holding up her small notebook: “Shortly after the Sabbath’s flying saucer landed, they’ll probably harvest the Essence Blood and even Luck of the living beings in some areas of the Eastern Continent, but if I ‘accidentally’ encounter them ahead of time, they’ll shift their target to me.”

“I’ll report the flying saucer’s location to you when I’m captured. This way, unnecessary casualties can be reduced, and the Eastern Continent won’t be affected,” Lin Ling continued writing.

“What about you?” Mu Zhian asked.

Lin Ling blinked her red eyes, already holding up her small notebook waiting for him: “You just have to come save me then.”

Mu Zhian saw obedience and calmness in her beautiful eyes, as if stating something completely normal.

But Mu Zhian was silent for a long moment before sighing softly, “Do you trust me that much? I’m only at the peak of Core Formation…”

He was able to slay two Dao Integration Realm experts at the Jade Pool Holy Land last time because of the drop of Immortal Ascension Realm Essence Blood.

And this time… it was the same.

That drop of Immortal Ascension Realm Essence Blood had somehow merged with the position of the Lord of the Heavenly Court. He could indeed descend for a short period as the Lord of the Heavenly Court.

However, Miss Spirit Dragon seemed to have a little too much trust in him… Wasn’t she afraid of really being abducted into outer space?

By then, don’t be “Aaa”-ing in outer space, shouting about wanting to go home…

Lin Ling gently shook her head. She suddenly stepped forward, stood on tiptoes, and whispered in the young man’s ear, “I believe you are invincible.”

Her pleasant, clear voice echoed in the world.

Mu Zhian suddenly felt an unknown power coursing through his body. He couldn’t tell for a moment whether it was Words Manifest Reality or the power from the ‘Heavenly Court’.

He reached out, gently wrapping his arm around Lin Ling’s slender waist, as if feeling the warmth of the silver-haired beauty’s delicate body.

“Wait for me,” he whispered.

Lin Ling revealed a gentle smile, nodding slightly.

Then, her red lips parted slightly, her figure turning into light particles, disappearing from sight.

Silence filled the room. After an unknown amount of time, Wei Mengrou finally spoke softly, “What are you going to do next?”

Mu Zhian looked at the empty room, let out a long sigh, and looked up into the distance.

“Send a letter to the Two Polarities Sect, then go to the Jade Pool Holy Land.”

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