It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists-Chapter 379: Mu Zhian is Alive, But Also Dead?

“But he’s a man of great luck. He shouldn’t have died so easily…”

Lan Feiying chuckled. “When I found him, his luck was almost completely depleted. But I didn’t kill him.”

“It was her.”

She placed the storage ring on the table.

A faint light emanated from the ring, and a woman in a red dress, appearing innocent and delicate, materialized in the room.

She was a beautiful woman, lacking the youthful vibrancy of a young girl, but possessing a mature elegance cultivated through the years.

Mu Zhian looked up at her, a sense of unease washing over him.

“Why isn’t it Yao Shan…? Why is it someone else?” Mu Zhian asked suspiciously.

“Yao Shan seems to have perished. This is the consciousness Ye Yu saved in the Abyss Palace. As for her identity, let her explain herself,” Lan Feiying said.

The beautiful woman smiled, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Mu Zhian. “So this is the Mu Zhian, Young Master Mu, that Feiying speaks of?”

“Truly a remarkable young man.”

She floated down from the air and sat beside Mu Zhian, smiling. “I believe you’ve heard of my name.”

“Among the Four Pillar Gods of the Southern Wilderness, I control space.”

Mu Zhian’s eyes widened in surprise. “You’re the Fourth Pillar God?”

“It seems you’ve heard of me?” Xueyi smiled charmingly, staring into Mu Zhian’s eyes.

A thousand unspoken words seemed to be hidden in her innocent eyes, but beneath that apparent innocence, there seemed to be other, hidden emotions… subtle and undetectable.

“I’ve had some dealings with the Southern Wilderness, so naturally, I know the name Xueyi.”

Mu Zhian’s smile faded, and he looked at Lan Feiying calmly. “Why are you telling me this, Feiying? If you hadn’t said anything, I wouldn’t have known you were involved in Ye Yu’s death.”

Lan Feiying chuckled softly, seemingly unsurprised by his question. Her voice was seductive and melodious. “Keeping this a secret would create a barrier between us. Now that it’s out in the open, there’s no more barrier.”

Mu Zhian was silent. “You’re the one who stole Ye Yu’s luck?”

“I did, but I only intended to banish him to the void. Senior Xueyi thought we should be more decisive, so she erased him.”

Lan Feiying smiled gently, taking a sip of tea. “Although Ye Yu saved Senior Xueyi, he’s someone who betrayed his teacher and attempted to kill his ancestor… No one would trust him.”

“She witnessed everything in the Abyss Palace not long ago.”

Mu Zhian paused, then chuckled. “You’re right. Those words perfectly describe Ye Yu.”

Deceiving Yao Shan and even attempting to kill his ancestor…

Betraying his teacher and attempting to kill his ancestor, Ye Yu had done both.

But the other meaning behind Feiying’s words was probably to warn him about Xueyi… Mu Zhian understood.

Lan Feiying probably hadn’t had the storage ring containing Xueyi’s consciousness for long, so she wouldn’t know much about this evil god of the Southern Wilderness. It wasn’t surprising that she was wary of Xueyi.

Suddenly, a chill ran down Mu Zhian’s spine, and he looked up at the beautiful, innocent woman.

For a moment, he felt like prey being stalked.

Xueyi blinked her moist, innocent eyes and tilted her head slightly. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

Under Xueyi’s gentle gaze, Mu Zhian averted his eyes, pretending to be flustered, and remained silent.

A faint smile appeared on Xueyi’s lips. “The time I can remain materialized is limited. I’ll go meditate and rest now.”

She glanced at the empty teacup on the table. “It seems there’s no more tea. Why don’t you have someone refill it?”

After speaking, Xueyi returned to the storage ring.

Lan Feiying glanced at Mu Zhian and nodded with a smile. “I have something to discuss with you, Little Brother Mu. I’ll go refill the tea.”

She lifted the curtain and left with sensual steps.

Mu Zhian closed his eyes, processing the overwhelming information.

Lan Feiying was the Chosen One chosen by the Heavenly Dao, capable of stealing the luck of others…

But she had told him this herself, which meant she harbored no ill intentions… After all, Feiying was someone he had trusted since his days in Tianxuan City.

But the Heavenly Dao wasn’t foolish. Why would it choose a Chosen One who was so friendly towards him?

Could it be a honey trap?

Hmph, they underestimate me… I would never fall for a honey trap unless it involved fishnet stockings and high heels!

The storage ring on the table glowed faintly, and the elegant figure of a mature, dignified woman appeared.

Mu Zhian opened his eyes in surprise. “Senior Xueyi? Is there anything else? Feiying hasn’t returned yet.”

The Fourth Pillar God of the Southern Wilderness, her beautiful face filled with worry, sighed softly. “Although I managed to escape the Abyss Palace, I’m just a weak wisp of consciousness, and I could dissipate at any moment.”

“If I can’t find the body I prepared in the Southern Wilderness, I won’t last much longer.”

Mu Zhian was stunned. “The Abyss can even trap a Dao Integration expert?”

Xueyi said softly, “The Abyss is filled with complex formations, each containing countless smaller formations. I ventured into the Abyss seeking a way to break through to the Dao Integration realm, but I was trapped by the formations within the coffin.”

“If it weren’t for you and Ye Yu, I might still be trapped there.”

Mu Zhian was curious. “Senior, do you know the identity of the person in the coffin?”

Xueyi shook her head slowly. “I’ve never seen them.”

The tall goddess of the Southern Wilderness sat gracefully beside Mu Zhian. She wore a seductive red dress and a fluffy cloak. Although her attire was alluring, her face was innocent and beautiful, and her moist eyes evoked pity.

Xueyi gently caressed Mu Zhian’s face, a seductive glint in her eyes. “Young Master Mu, you are an Innate Celestial Furnace and incredibly talented. Can you help me in the future? You’re the only one I can rely on.”

Her sweet, gentle voice and the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her were like a siren’s call, captivating and mesmerizing.

Mu Zhian seemed to be truly captivated by her, gazing into her seductive, moist eyes.

After a long moment, he blushed and lowered his head. “I’ll do my best, but please don’t do this, Senior… I-I already have Dao Companions.”

“It’s just a request for help. What are you thinking, Young Master Mu?” Xueyi chuckled softly.

A playful, predatory glint flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Mu Zhian hesitated for a moment, then nodded reservedly. “Alright… I understand. I’ll do my best.”

“That’s wonderful. I’m so happy.”

Xueyi smiled and clapped her hands gently.

“But Senior, what exactly do you need help with?” Mu Zhian feigned confusion.

“I’m looking for a body. If I go to the Southern Wilderness, I might be able to find it,” Xueyi said softly.

Mu Zhian asked curiously, “Do you know the name of the person whose body you’re looking for, Senior Xueyi? I have some influence in the Eastern Continent. Perhaps I can help.”

“If those three evil gods of the Southern Wilderness kept their promise, she should be the Holy Maiden of the Southern Wilderness,” Xueyi said.

The image of the frail beauty flashed through Mu Zhian’s mind, and his eyes flickered.

Just then, the sound of high heels clicking against the floor came from outside. Xueyi said softly, “Young Master Mu, the time I can remain outside the ring is limited. I won’t disturb you and Feiying any longer. I’ll find you another time.”

Her beautiful figure silently returned to the storage ring. Lan Feiying entered the room with alluring steps, her red cheongsam accentuating her figure. Mu Zhian’s gaze immediately fell on her long, fair legs revealed beneath the slit in her cheongsam.

Beautiful, but unfortunately, he couldn’t see more, as the cheongsam was too tight… Mu Zhian looked up and smiled. “Judging from the commotion outside, it seems the alchemy competition has ended?”

Lan Feiying gave him a seductive look. “Why are you asking? Are you eager to see your Lingxuan?”

Mu Zhian met her gaze, smiling. “Just making conversation. Are you jealous, Feiying?”

“Do I seem like the type of woman who gets jealous?”

As their gazes locked, Lan Feiying seemed unwilling to back down, staring at Mu Zhian as if trying to intimidate him.

However, after a moment, she averted her gaze, a faint blush coloring her face. “Don’t you have anything to ask me?”

Mu Zhian poured her a cup of tea. “It’s a good thing that you’re favored by the Heavenly Dao, Feiying.”

“As for Ye Yu… although it’s a pity, since it was you, it’s fine.”

If he had been the one to eliminate Ye Yu, his Innate Celestial Furnace could have absorbed Ye Yu’s luck and given it to other ‘protagonists.’

But it wasn’t unacceptable that Lan Feiying had obtained Ye Yu’s luck.

“I only stole Ye Yu’s luck, but I can’t handle any more,” Lan Feiying said, glancing at Mu Zhian lazily. “I was thinking of transferring it to you if you were interested.”

Mu Zhian was stunned. “Besides the Spiritual Dragon, can anyone transfer luck to others…?”

“The Spiritual Dragon is the most favored creature in heaven and earth. I can give luck to others not because I’m favored by heaven and earth.”

Lan Feiying smiled. “If you sign an Equality Contract with me, I can transfer Ye Yu’s luck to you completely.”

She glanced at the item displayed on her system interface.

[Equality Contract: After signing a contract with a living being, you can sense their location and share a portion of your luck with them.]

Mu Zhian looked at Lan Feiying intently, then nodded. “I don’t mind, but won’t you feel bad about losing your luck, Feiying?”

A smile appeared in Lan Feiying’s eyes. “I don’t mind… But don’t you suspect there’s something wrong with the contract? Normally, an Equality Contract can’t share luck.”

“You said ‘normally,’” Mu Zhian smiled faintly. “Your contract is a system item, isn’t it?”

Lan Feiying licked her lips, savoring his words. “So you knew.”

She took a piece of parchment from her bosom and placed it on the table. “Infuse your spiritual energy into this parchment.”

Mu Zhian placed his hand on the parchment and channeled his spiritual energy into it.

“Is this enough?” he asked.

He couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder.

After dealing with two male Chosen Ones, he had encountered a female Chosen One who was already close to him… It was quite a strange turn of events.

Lan Feiying nodded slightly. “As long as I infuse my spiritual energy as well, the contract will be complete.”

She circulated her spiritual energy, preparing to infuse it into the contract.

However, as she did, she realized that the contract wasn’t reacting at all.

Lan Feiying’s eyes flickered. She picked up the parchment and scanned it with her consciousness. There was no trace of Mu Zhian’s spiritual energy within it.

How is this possible…?

The contract couldn’t be activated?

A brief silence fell over the room. Mu Zhian hesitated, looking at Lan Feiying’s troubled expression. “What’s wrong, Feiying?”

Lan Feiying looked at Mu Zhian with disbelief, her mouth slightly agape. “I can’t sign the contract with you…”

Mu Zhian hesitated. “Could it be because of the Heavenly Dao?”

Lan Feiying shook her head gently. “Impossible. The system isn’t under the control of the Heavenly Dao, and neither are the system items. Besides, the Heavenly Dao can’t directly interfere with a cultivator’s actions, only influence them indirectly.”

“But there shouldn’t be any restrictions on this contract…” Lan Feiying murmured.

“Then why do you think this is happening?” Mu Zhian picked up the parchment contract and asked.

After a brief silence, Lan Feiying said softly, “This contract has no restrictions, except for one.”

She took the parchment from Mu Zhian and pointed at a line of text.

“Sign a contract with a living being…”

“A living being…” Mu Zhian murmured.

His expression froze.