It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists-Chapter 372: Devouring Ye Yu’s Luck, the Third Chosen One!

She lowered her eyes, the expression on her beautiful face fading into indifference.

No matter how assertive Bai Ruoxi had been in the past, she had never talked about taking Brother Mu away for herself. Yet, Fairy Yao Meng had taken advantage of their absence in the Heavenly Court and silently whisked Brother Mu away to the Jade Pool Holy Land…

Ye Lingxuan closed her eyes briefly, quickly composing herself and regaining her usual elegant demeanor. She looked up with a smile. “Sister Jade Empress has a strong personality. I was worried that Brother Mu wouldn’t be comfortable at the Jade Pool Holy Land. Now that I see you’re safe and sound, I’m relieved.”

She took Mu Zhian’s hand. “Brother Mu, are you injured after your trip to the Abyss?”

Mu Zhian shook his head. “I’m fine. In fact… I gained quite a bit from this trip to the Abyss.”

“Where’s Qian’er?”

“She doesn’t know you’re back. She’s at Dao Peak with Master,” Ye Lingxuan replied.

Bai Ruoxi, still on the Dragon Sparrow, listened silently to their conversation, a hint of displeasure on her face. She clutched her skirt, carefully extending her foot as if trying to dismount.

Mu Zhian noticed the movement behind him and turned to see Bai Ruoxi struggling to get down. “What’s wrong?”

Bai Ruoxi covered her lips with her hand, glancing at the ground far below. Her eyes were moist, and her expression troubled. In a soft, delicate voice, she said, “…Nothing.”

Mu Zhian immediately understood. He reached up, took her delicate hand, and said gently, “I’ll help you. Come down safely.”

Bai Ruoxi said softly, “I’m sorry. I’m a little afraid of heights.”

Yes, yes, Mu Lang knows that even though Ruoxi flies thousands of feet high on her sword every day, she has acrophobia and isn’t very strong, so she’s helpless and needs Mu Lang to carry her down… Mu Zhian smiled without saying a word.

He embraced Bai Ruoxi’s waist, supporting her hips with his other hand, and helped her jump down from the Dragon Sparrow’s back.

Enveloped by Mu Lang’s warm embrace, the delicate Miss Bai naturally felt safe. She nestled against his chest and whispered, “I’m sorry to trouble you again, Mu Lang.”

“It’s a good thing the Jade Empress isn’t here. If she saw me being so close to Mu Lang, she would be angry again.”

Ye Lingxuan watched them with her light purple eyes. “Sister Jade Empress is a Dao Integration expert with a strong personality. If she were here, even if she got angry, there’s nothing we could do.”

Yes, yes, yes, only the Jade Empress is a Dao Integration expert. You’re both helpless little white rabbits. Lingxuan has no special background, and Ruoxi doesn’t have a Dao Integration consciousness within her…

Mu Zhian led them into the garden, silently complaining in his heart.

“Aaa?”

Suddenly, Lin Ling poked her head out of the room, her bright red eyes curiously studying Mu Zhian. Her black robes were slightly loose, hinting at the fullness of her chest. She clutched her sleeves, the wide fabric fluttering.

No craftsman in the world, no matter how skilled, could carve such pure eyes. As she stepped out of the room, the fullness of her chest swayed gently with her movements.

This girl possessed the purest heart in the world, yet she also had an incredibly alluring figure…

“Sister Lin Ling, it’s rare to see you come out,” Mu Zhian greeted her with a smile.

Lin Ling walked out of the room, looking Mu Zhian up and down with a thoughtful expression. “Aaa~”

Words appeared on the wooden board she carried: Your luck is much stronger than before.

As she finished speaking, under the watchful gazes of Bai Ruoxi and Ye Lingxuan, she embraced Mu Zhian’s head, a refreshing fragrance wafting over him.

Then, Lin Ling bent down and licked Mu Zhian’s face lightly.

More words appeared on the board: Delicious luck.

“Can luck be described as delicious?” Mu Zhian’s face was practically buried in Lin Ling’s embrace. Her attire was simple, her loose black robes partially concealing, yet hinting at, her ample bosom.

This close contact made Mu Zhian realize just how… substantial Sister Lin Ling truly was.

At that moment, Ye Lingxuan spoke up. “Sister Lin Ling, our Go game isn’t over yet. Why don’t we go back to the room and continue?”

Lin Ling nodded, but then looked curiously at the Dragon Sparrow still lingering in the garden.

“Aaa?”

She pointed at the enormous Dragon Sparrow, making a confused sound.

“That’s not food. It’s a mount from the Jade Pool Holy Land.”

Mu Zhian quickly stepped forward, blocking Lin Ling’s view. “By the way, where’s Sister Mengrou?”

“She’s still tidying up in the courtyard. Someone from the Jade Pool Holy Land came yesterday to invite her to the Jade Pool, but we didn’t expect you to return today.”

Ye Lingxuan hesitated, then asked, “Speaking of which, I heard Ye Yu also went to the Abyss and hasn’t returned. Could it be that he’s…?”

Mu Zhian shook his head. “He’s still alive.”

Even he was surprised that Ye Yu was still alive after all that, and had even returned to the Two Polarities Sect seemingly unscathed.

However, after this incident, his luck should have completely run out…

“Sister Lin Ling, could I ask you a favor?” Mu Zhian suddenly said.

“Aaaa?”

Lin Ling, who was about to play Go with Ye Lingxuan, stopped and looked at Mu Zhian questioningly.

“You seem to be able to see a person’s luck without using a testing stele, right?” Mu Zhian asked.

Lin Ling nodded, tilting her head and looking at him with confusion.

“I’d like to ask you to check the luck of a certain disciple in the sect. Are you free now?”

Lin Ling thought for a moment, nodded, and then quickly shook her head.

What does that mean? Free, but not completely free? … Mu Zhian complained inwardly, puzzled. “What do you mean, Sister Lin Ling?”

“She’s hungry and wants some snacks,” Ye Lingxuan translated.

Mu Zhian considered for a moment, then nodded with a smile. “Alright, I’ll go prepare some.”

Lin Ling nodded absentmindedly, seemingly fixated on the Dragon Sparrow, still staring at it intently.

…

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

“Seeing how angry you are, I presume the person you saw today was the Mu Zhian you mentioned earlier?”

Xueyi’s calm, pleasant voice echoed in Ye Yu’s mind, her tone gentle and soft.

Ye Yu nodded, his voice cold. “That villain has committed every imaginable evil! He stole my wife, deceived my two sisters, and even sowed discord between me and my ancestor… I returned to the Two Polarities Sect to settle the score with him!”

“If I remember correctly, Mu Zhian seems to have the backing of a Dao Integration expert. Are you really confident?”

Xueyi, in her red dress, sat in the void, her tone laced with concern, but mostly with unspoken disapproval.

Provoking someone with the backing of a Dao Integration expert was asking for trouble.

“Senior, you don’t understand. The Eastern Continent and the Demon Realm are mortal enemies. If the sect knows that Mu Zhian colluded with the Demon Empress and harmed fellow disciples, according to the sect rules, even if he doesn’t die, he’ll be crippled for life.”

Ye Yu’s eyes flashed with ruthlessness. “Besides, eliminating demons and upholding righteousness is the responsibility of cultivators in the Eastern Continent. If I retreat just because Mu Zhian has someone backing him, how can I have the face to live in this world?”

His words were righteous, but Ye Yu didn’t seem to consider that he had also cooperated with the ‘demon cultivators’ he spoke of…

And strictly speaking, Xueyi, as the Fourth Pillar God of the Southern Wilderness, also fell under the category of ‘demon.’

Even Xueyi felt a bit uncomfortable hearing this.

But Ye Yu didn’t notice Xueyi’s silence. He continued, “I didn’t expect Mu Zhian to return to the Two Polarities Sect so soon. I must strike first and personally report this matter to the Sect Master.”

With that, Ye Yu stood up and prepared to leave the hall.

However, at that moment, a seductive, lazy voice echoed from the distance. “So late, where is Young Master Ye planning to go?”

Ye Yu stopped abruptly and looked up. He saw a woman walking gracefully towards him from the shadows.

Ye Yu hesitated. A special secret technique concealed the woman’s appearance, but he felt the figure was familiar, as if he had seen it on a disciple in the sect before.

As the woman approached, Ye Yu’s eyes flickered, and he subconsciously took a step back.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was amiss with this woman.

“Who are you?” Ye Yu asked suspiciously.

“If I must say, I am also a Chosen One,” the woman said, stopping and smiling seductively.

“Chosen One…?”

Besides me, there are other Chosen Ones…? Ye Yu’s eyes turned cold. “What are you doing here?”

“According to the will of the Heavenly Dao, I am here to reclaim the luck of the useless,” the woman smiled.

Ye Yu’s heart skipped a beat. He seemed to realize something and looked up sharply.

The woman reached out towards him, black demonic qi emanating from her body.

Ye Yu retreated abruptly, striking out with his palm.

Boom!

Their palms clashed. Ye Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, and the woman’s concealing technique seemed to peel away, revealing a pair of alluring eyes.

Ye Yu looked up and froze.

His eyes widened, and he pointed at the woman, exclaiming, “It’s you! You’re also a Chosen One?!”

“What are you doing?!”

“Alright, alright, stop shouting. You’re hurting my ears. You’re not the only Chosen One in this world. Useless people don’t need luck.”

She pinched the bridge of her nose, looking at Ye Yu with disdain, as if she couldn’t stand his shouting.

“What are you trying to do?! This is the Two Polarities Sect! If I die, you’ll definitely be found out!”

Ye Yu retreated slowly. He sensed the woman’s unconcealed killing intent, and he was still weak after his trip to the Abyss. He was no match for her.

“Xueyi, help me!” Ye Yu roared inwardly, trying to summon the Dao Integration consciousness he had just rescued.

However, a sensual curve appeared on the woman’s lips. In a bewitching, seductive voice, she said, “Think carefully about whether you want to be my enemy.”

“You’ll gain much more by following me than by following a fool.”

Xueyi pondered for a long time, remaining silent.

Seeing that the Dao Integration expert he had just met was completely silent, Ye Yu’s heart sank. He struck out with his palm, the spiritual energy in the space compressing as if about to explode.

He turned and tried to flee the hall.

A snap echoed from behind him.

The turbulent spiritual energy in the space gradually stabilized, as if everything had returned to a state of absolute stillness.

The woman approached with sensual, elegant steps.

Crash!

A teacup shattered on the ground. A surge of luck erupted within the hall, and the woman absorbed it all.

“Dispose of the body as well. Leaving him alive will only lead to future trouble.”

Xueyi’s voice echoed from within the storage ring. She used the gentlest tone to utter the most heartless words, extending her hand towards Ye Yu.

…

Night had fallen.

Mu Zhian sat on Lin Ling, yawning lazily.

“Sister Lin Ling, is it really okay for me to ride on you like this? What if Sect Master Lin finds out I’m riding the sect’s guardian beast and gets angry?”

“Aaa?” Lin Ling raised her massive dragon head and asked frankly.

At the same time, words appeared on the wooden board in Mu Zhian’s hand: Do you want to get off?

“Uh… No need. I’m already up here.”

Mu Zhian looked towards the Jade Glass Palace. “If I remember correctly, Ye Yu lives there, right? Can you see his luck from here?”

Lin Ling glanced down at where Ye Yu resided and made an “Aaa” sound.

New words appeared on the board: His luck has turned black.

Mu Zhian let out an “Oh” and murmured, “It seems I don’t need to put in much effort.”

Even when Ye Yu had immense luck, he had repeatedly failed. Now, without the support of his great luck, wouldn’t it be easy to eliminate him?

Mu Zhian patted Lin Ling’s head gently. “In that case, let’s go back.”

Lin Ling didn’t move, but looked suspiciously at Ye Yu’s residence. Then, she transformed into a silver streak of light, carrying Mu Zhian towards Ye Yu’s residence at breakneck speed.

“Sister Lin Ling, what are you…?” Mu Zhian hesitated, momentarily confused by her actions.

However, just as he finished speaking, he seemed to realize something. He looked at the empty residence. “Sister Lin Ling, are you sure Ye Yu is here? Why can’t I sense his aura at all?”

“Aaa.” Lin Ling nodded firmly.

Mu Zhian glanced at the words on the wooden board: His aura is still here, but he is gone.

Mu Zhian’s eyes flickered, and he stepped into the residence.

The hall was in disarray, and Ye Yu’s aura had completely vanished.

“There’s another person’s aura here…” Mu Zhian murmured, staring at the empty hall.

Lin Ling pointed at the wooden board in her arms.

Mu Zhian glanced at the words on the board and froze. He looked at Lin Ling incredulously.

“Ye Yu’s luck… has been devoured…?”