It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists-Chapter 337: Mrs. Mu Is My “Woman”

Her moon-white dress billowed around her, her hair flowing down her back, her figure elegant and graceful.

Even though he had seen her many times before, her beauty was still captivating, drawing the gazes of even the female disciples.

“What did he say to you earlier?” she asked.

She knew Lan Wu had spoken to him before he left, but she didn’t know what they had discussed.

“Brother-in-law…” Mu Zhi’an coughed lightly. “He wants you and Feiying to return to the Lan family.”

Is Senior Sister also a protagonist? Losing her mother at a young age, being brought back to the Lan family only to be taken in by the Sect Master, undefeated ever since… What kind of invincible protagonist template is this?

“Do you think I should go back?” Lan Mulian suddenly asked.

She wanted to hear his opinion before their match began.

“It’s your decision, Senior Sister. My opinion doesn’t matter.”

Mu Zhi’an’s expression was calm. “If it were me, I would wait until I obtained what I wanted before returning.”

He knew how extraordinary her talent was.

The fact that he also possessed the Sacred Heavenly Body, yet couldn’t utilize its full potential, showed how talented she was.

Lan Mulian nodded silently.

She had expected his answer.

“I won’t return until the elders acknowledge my mother. And even if I do return, I won’t stay there permanently.”

“Feiying feels the same way, although our paths have been different.”

Whispers spread among the younger generation below as they watched the two of them standing face to face in the ice mirror, their silence and lingering gazes fueling their imaginations.

“Both you and Feiying are independent and strong-willed. You’re truly sisters,” Mu Zhi’an said with a smile.

He paused, then continued, “If you don’t want to go back, then don’t. You’re doing well in the Two Polarities Sect.”

“Do you want me to go back?” Lan Mulian asked, her eyes flickering.

Mu Zhi’an was stunned for a moment, then replied, “Selfishly, I hope you’ll stay. After all, I’ll be… lonely if you leave.”

Lonely?

You? With all the girls around you?

Lan Mulian scoffed.

“With your popularity, Junior Brother, I doubt you’ll be lonely.”

If she had been merely annoyed by Lan Wu’s words earlier, then thinking about Mu Zhi’an’s recent actions, and the Jade Empress’s declaration, made her expression turn cold.

Mu Zhi’an shook his head and smiled wryly. “If I weren’t lonely, I wouldn’t have written to you every night, pouring out my feelings in those letters.”

“I was hoping to win another match in the Ascension Ceremony. But knowing my opponent is you, Senior Sister, I’ve… given up.”

The Heaven-Asking Lock hovered behind him, like a coiling dragon.

“After all, although I couldn’t control my actions in the past, I’ve wronged you… This match… is a way for me to atone.”

His Spiritual Energy stirred within him.

Is he giving me permission to teach him a lesson?

Lan Mulian raised an eyebrow, her earlier annoyance fading.

Although she had long suspected his feelings for her weren’t simply respect, his sincere gaze and gentle words made her heart flutter.

“This is a competition. We shouldn’t let personal feelings interfere,” she said, calming herself down, her gaze fixed on his warm smile.

“Do you want me to win, Junior Brother?” she suddenly asked.

Mu Zhi’an nodded slightly and smiled. “Of course.”

“Among all the participants, you’re the one I want to win the most, Senior Sister.”

His words were sincere.

“Why?” Lan Mulian narrowed her eyes.

Mu Zhi’an hesitated for a moment, then said, “You should know about the Sect Master’s additional reward.”

“You think I won’t do anything to you even if I win?” Lan Mulian, intelligent as always, understood his implication.

Mu Zhi’an looked at her and chuckled. “If you want to do something, Senior Sister, I won’t object.”

There was still that unspoken understanding between them. As long as he didn’t make a move, she wouldn’t either.

He was confident in his assessment of her personality. Even if she won, she wouldn’t do anything to him.

“Besides, you might even lose this match, Senior Sister,” he added playfully.

Lan Mulian’s clear eyes narrowed as she looked at him.

“You’re too confident, Junior Brother.”

At that moment, the elder’s voice rang out from outside the Celestial Realm, “The match will begin in fifteen minutes.”

Time passed silently as Mu Zhi’an and Lan Mulian regulated their Spiritual Energy, preparing for the battle.

Countless gazes were fixed on the ice mirror, anticipating how Lan Mulian, considered the strongest among their generation, would defeat Mu Zhi’an.

Finally, the time arrived.

As the match began, the Heaven-Asking Lock behind Mu Zhi’an erupted with a brilliant starlight, runes flickering as he unleashed its power towards Lan Mulian.

The Lone Star Sword!

Rumble…

Thunder echoed through the Celestial Realm.

The runes’ light enveloped Lan Mulian. Although not invincible at the Core Formation Realm, Mu Zhi’an was strong enough to challenge even Bai Ruoxi, and the unrefined Heaven-Asking Lock was a formidable weapon.

Despite the vast difference in their cultivation levels, Lan Mulian couldn’t ignore this attack.

Countless eyes were glued to the scene, anticipating Lan Mulian’s victory, hoping Mu Zhi’an could at least force her to reveal her trump cards.

Within the Celestial Realm, a fiery light, like a dragon, roared towards Lan Mulian, its immense power threatening to devour her!

Suddenly, the Spiritual Energy within the Celestial Realm seemed to freeze.

The Heaven-Asking Lock stopped before Lan Mulian, unable to move forward.

Then, ice crystals shimmered, and Spiritual Energy erupted.

Lan Mulian’s hair billowed around her, ice-blue light scattering from her body like snowflakes.

Mu Zhi’an’s heart skipped a beat. He tried to move, but his body, usually his greatest asset, was frozen, unable to obey his commands.

Lan Mulian, like an ice queen, stood in the air, her expression calm and serene.

Even Xiao Hua, a Soul Transformation expert in his past life, was stunned by this display of power.

With his two lifetimes of experience, he couldn’t understand what she had done.

After a moment, he chuckled softly.

“As expected.”

Lan Mulian’s strength surprised him, but Mu Zhi’an’s defeat was within his expectations.

Many young cultivators, both male and female, looked at Lan Mulian with admiration in their eyes.

The Sacred Heavenly Body, after reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, could create a domain, where she could perceive the essence of all things, suppress her opponent’s Spiritual Energy and techniques, and even control their movements.

Within this domain, she was invincible among her peers!

Even Yao Meng observed the scene with interest, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

The Heaven-Asking Lock was comparable to an ancestral artifact. Even unrefined, it should allow Mu Zhi’an to fight those at higher levels.

Within the same realm, someone wielding an ancestral artifact should be invincible.

Yet, Lan Mulian had neutralized its power with her constitution alone?

“It seems this is the end for Junior Brother Mu.”

“Although we knew he couldn’t defeat Senior Sister Lan, suppressing him with her domain alone is still impressive…”

The disciples and elders were filled with awe.

The only one who wasn’t surprised was Mu Zhi’an himself.

After all, this was Senior Sister Lan.

Although she wasn’t a reincarnated expert and didn’t have any special backing, her talent alone made her invincible among her peers.

However, even he was slightly surprised by her domain’s power.

He was injured and had known his chances of winning were slim, but he hadn’t expected her domain to be this overwhelming.

Techniques nullified!

Spiritual Energy suppressed!

Cultivation techniques useless!

Even the Heaven-Asking Lock was frozen in mid-air, as if the entire space was under her control.

Whispers spread among the crowd outside the Celestial Realm. Ye Qian, hugging her sister’s arm, looked at the ice mirror with worry in her eyes.

Ye Lingxuan’s expression was calm, but a hint of concern flickered in her eyes.

Lan Feiying narrowed her eyes, a puzzled expression on her face, as if sensing something amiss.

Lan Mulian didn’t attack Mu Zhi’an directly. Instead, under countless gazes, she walked towards him, her feet treading on air, as if ascending a staircase.

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Mu Zhi’an struggled to move his heavy body, then, realizing it was futile, he smiled and looked up at her. “Come on then, Senior Sister,” he said calmly.

He had known from the beginning that he would lose this match. And if Lan Mulian won, and continued to win the Ascension Ceremony, he would be safe.

“You might have lost, Junior Brother, but you seem… very composed,” Lan Mulian said, her calm eyes meeting his, a ripple of emotion disturbing their stillness.

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted towards him, intoxicatingly alluring.

However, her seemingly calm gaze held a depth he couldn’t decipher.

Mu Zhi’an smiled naturally. “After all, my opponent is you, Senior Sister. I was prepared for this the moment I saw your name.”

“Prepared to see me win, so you can relax?” Lan Mulian asked, her gaze fixed on his handsome face.

His expression was so calm, as if everything was under his control.

And in a way, it was. He knew he would lose this match, but judging from Lan Mulian’s performance these past few days, she was the most likely candidate to win the Ascension Ceremony.

And if she won, he wouldn’t have to worry about facing the wrath of his ‘harem’.

“What are they talking about?”

“Are Mu Zhi’an and Senior Sister Lan that close?”

“But they’re in a competition… Isn’t this a bit…”

Murmurs spread among the crowd outside the Celestial Realm. Their conversation was through voice transmission, so it seemed as if they were simply staring at each other.

“I just have faith in you, Senior Sister. Nothing more,” Mu Zhi’an said with a smile.

Lan Mulian raised an eyebrow.

He’s lying.

She knew him too well.

She raised her hand, runes flickering behind her, her expression cold and aloof, but a faint blush appeared on her face, hidden beneath her veil, as she glanced at him.

“You lose,” she said calmly, declaring his defeat.

Mu Zhi’an, prepared for this outcome, turned his head slightly. “I forfeit!”

The Celestial Realm trembled slightly as his voice rang out.

“Lan Mulian wins!” the elder announced, and cheers erupted from the crowd.

“As expected, even a dark horse like him is no match for Senior Sister Lan…”

“Even his first-grade Artifact Spirit was suppressed. It’s too difficult… I wouldn’t be able to win against her either.”

“Senior Sister is still the strongest…”

The younger generation wasn’t surprised by the outcome.

Ye Qian tugged at Ye Lingxuan’s sleeve. “Sister, let’s go comfort Brother Mu later,” she whispered.

“How do you plan to comfort him?” Ye Lingxuan asked, glancing at her sister. “And knowing Brother Mu, he won’t be discouraged by this.”

“He’s even smiling.”

She looked up and saw the faint smile on Mu Zhi’an’s face.

He had known he would lose. After all, weakening Ye Yu’s luck was his main goal.

And if Senior Sister Lan won the Ascension Ceremony, it would be the best outcome.

“Huh? It seems Senior Sister isn’t leaving the Celestial Realm,” Ye Qian suddenly said, her gaze fixed on the ice mirror.

Ye Lingxuan’s eyes flickered with surprise as she also looked up.

Mu Zhi’an, relaxed and relieved, also noticed this. “Aren’t you leaving, Senior Sister?” he asked, puzzled.

Lan Mulian, her moon-white dress billowing around her, stood in the air, a strange glint in her calm eyes.

Then, her cold, melodious voice echoed through the Celestial Realm. “You might have lost this match, but I haven’t won either.”

Mu Zhi’an suddenly had a bad feeling.

He looked at her clear, cold eyes, his mind flashing back to his past experiences of being ganked.

As Lan Mulian took a step towards him, his heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively tried to back away.

However, the Spiritual Energy in the surrounding space vanished.

Her domain!

Lan Mulian smiled faintly. “I’ll win the Ascension Ceremony, but don’t relax just yet, Junior Brother,” she said softly.

Under countless gazes, she gently removed her veil, revealing her breathtakingly beautiful face.

Then, she took two steps closer and, to everyone’s astonishment, leaned in and kissed him gently on the cheek.

Silence fell over the Ascension Stage.

Mu Zhi’an froze, his calm smile faltering.

Lan Mulian looked up at him, a hint of shyness in her eyes, but a seductive smile curved her lips.

“Don’t think I’ll let you off the hook just because I won.”

She glanced outside the Celestial Realm, her gaze seemingly piercing through the barrier, meeting the eyes of Bai Ruoxi and the others, making them feel as if she was looking down on them.

Like a goddess, aloof and powerful, her aura oppressive.

And the message in her eyes was clear: The future is yours.

But Mu Zhi’an is mine.