Actually, for Mu Zhian, this kind of scene was sothing he had long anticipated.
However, he didn’t expect that even after leaving the Eastern Continent and coming to the distant Southern Wilderness, he would still encounter an ‘old lover’.
The Great Qian Dynasty in the Eastern Continent generally followed a system of one wife and multiple concubines. As a veteran who had long navigated the flowers, what storms hadn’t Mu Zhian weathered?
He had even been to the little black room in the Jade Pool Holy Land!
But in the end, hadn’t he still suppressed Yao ng, turning her into an obedient and gentle woman?
Mmm… These words were just to deceive himself.
But in any case, Mu Zhian’s fishpond was gradually reaching a state of equilibrium.
The Ye Clan alliance of Ye Lingxuan, Ye Qian, and Ye Qingxin, the Lan Clan alliance, and the Jade Empress-Bai Ruoxi alliance, etc…
And among the fish in his fishpond, the two he couldn’t understand the most were Shang Yanfei and the Primordial Witch.
The Sect Master went without saying. Although Mu Zhian was the fishpond master, he still didn’t know whether Shang Yanfei was the fish, or whether he was the fish.
Perhaps one day he would suddenly realize that he was actually the unique fish in Sect Master Sister’s pond.
As for the Primordial Witch…
Up to now, most of Mu Zhian’s fortunes were related to the Primordial Witch.
His personal interface, the mysterious ancient coffin, the black box, the thod to enter the Heavenly Court… Many of the secret realms he had been to were left behind by the Primordial Witch.
Even that drop of Immortal Ascension Realm Essence Blood was also left by the Primordial Witch.
Wei ngrou, the maid by his side, was the main spiritual sense of the Primordial Witch, protecting his safety since back in Tianxuan City.
Because of this, Mu Zhian’s feelings towards the Primordial Witch were quite complicated.
If he had to say he liked her… then naturally he did. However, he didn’t expect each of the Primordial Witch’s spiritual senses to have such different personalities… This woman before him clearly had a yandere deanor.
If Yao ng hadn’t appeared in ti, Mu Zhian probably wouldn’t be in the Southern Wilderness Divine Hall now.
“Are you alright?” Yao ng looked down at the young man in her arms and asked softly.
Why do I feel like our roles have reversed… Mu Zhian nodded slightly, “I’m fine.”
Yao ng smiled and humd softly, then glanced around the hall.
The first thing that caught her eye was the Primordial Witch’s slender figure, sowhat frail, dressed in a black gauze dress, a sash outlining her slender waist.
Her gaze swept past the Primordial Witch, landing on Xue Yi, enveloped in a mysterious black mist. Then, her gaze lingered on Xue Yi for a long ti, as if seeing the Spiritual Energy within her cauldron through her body.
Heavenly Court Spiritual Energy…?
Mu Zhian felt Yao ng’s gaze on him, carrying a playful smile, as if saying: You’re really sothing, daring to be intimate with a Southern Wilderness god in the Southern Wilderness Divine Hall?
Just then, the Primordial Witch’s gaze turned cold, a dangerous curve appearing at the corner of her mouth, “Jade Empress, this is between Mu Lang and . If you don’t release him, don’t bla for bullying a junior.”
Before the Primordial Witch, even the Jade Empress had to address her as ‘Senior’, because the ti the Primordial Witch achieved Dao Integration far exceeded people’s imagination. Before this Fairy Yao ng even achieved Dao Integration, the Primordial Witch was already a great power in the Nine Provinces.
However, this level of threat naturally didn’t an much to the Jade Empress, who had cuckolded many great powers.
Yao ng lowered her eyelids slightly, gazing at the young man in her arms tenderly, and said with a faint smile, “My marriage with my husband was witnessed by the Nine Provinces. His matters are my matters. Why does the Primordial Witch make it sound like I’m an outsider?”
The Primordial Witch’s gaze instantly sharpened, and she sneered, “You know very well how you married him. If it weren’t for him helping you transcend and ascend, would he need to resort to such asures, marrying you? That wedding was a sham from the start. The ones who got married on stage in the Holy King City weren’t even you.”
The Primordial Witch’s mories were interconnected; she naturally knew everything that happened back then.
Yao ng’s immortal voice, pleasant and lodious, said slowly, “Whether the wedding was fake or not depends on the world, and what he and I think.”
Yao ng looked up, casually glancing at the Primordial Witch, and said with a smile, “As long as we both acknowledge that wedding, then there’s no such thing as a fake marriage.”
“Right, husband?”
Silence instantly fell upon the hall.
Don’t drag into this, you two can fight amongst yourselves, but don’t pull in! Mu Zhian felt imnse pressure.
Seeing Mu Zhian’s silence, the Primordial Witch’s face turned gloomy, cold as ice.
At the entrance of the hall, Wei ngrou looked at the young master with complex eyes.
If he acknowledged that wedding now, Mu Zhian had no doubt what would happen if this news reached the others.
Ruoxi’s sword was probably already itching for action.
But if he denied the wedding… how would he deal with Yao ng?
Cold sweat dripped from Mu Zhian’s back.
And in this silence, a crisp and pleasant voice suddenly echoed softly through the hall:
“You should also know that wedding was just a plan to deceive the world, it doesn’t count. You also said this to Mu Lang back then, didn’t you, Jade Empress?”
A dazzling Sword Intent filled the world. Accompanying the voice was an imposing woman stepping out from a spatial rift.
“Why are you here too?” Wei ngrou asked in surprise.
“I wasn’t reassured when Mu Lang said he wanted to borrow the Heart-Binding Lock, so I ca to take a look.”
Gong Lianyue said faintly, “I rember before the wedding, Mu Lang told us in the Garden of Heavenly Harmony that the wedding was just a plan, it didn’t count.”
“Oh?”
Yao ng said calmly, “But the night he married , he also told that to him, there was no difference between and his wife.”
She looked at the Primordial Witch with a slight smile: “You keep saying you’re his wife, then have you ever married him?”
The Primordial Witch was slightly stunned, about to speak.
“It seems you haven’t, right?”
Yao ng slightly raised her snow-white chin and said with a smile, “You can be called his wife even without being married, and even want to take him away?”
Although she wore a kind smile, her words were incredibly aggressive, almost saying outright: You’re not worthy!
If any other fish in Mu Zhian’s pond heard Yao ng’s words, they would probably fall silent.
But the Primordial Witch with the yandere personality clearly didn’t buy it and sneered, “I hope your realm is half as strong as your mouth.”
Beneath her feet, a faint black mist seed to slowly spread outwards, enveloping everyone in the hall, as if wanting to devour them all.
Gong Lianyue’s figure instantly vanished from her spot. The Bronze Sword behind her descended, turning into a golden light like a high wall, blocking the black mist.
Weng!
With a buzzing sound, the high wall ford by the Bronze Sword forcibly dispersed the black mist.
Yao ng released Mu Zhian, a pale green light glowing on her fingertip, her beautiful eyes gazing intently. But ti within the entire Southern Wilderness Divine Hall silently froze at this mont.
The Primordial Witch restrained the surging black mist, her beautiful eyes narrowing: “You two re juniors, do you really think you can do as you please after transcending?”
“Ruoxi doesn’t know if she can do as she pleases, but I know that even facing other ‘juniors’ in the future, I would never pull rank, let alone be obsessed with a little cultivator whose lifespan isn’t even twenty years, wanting to take him away and elope.”
Gong Lianyue’s originally imposing aura turned gentle, cool, and delicate. Then, Bai Ruoxi’s voice sounded faintly.
Among those present, only Bai Ruoxi was suitable to say this. After all, only she and Wei ngrou were the sa age as Mu Zhian.
The Primordial Witch tilted her head slightly to look at her and said coldly, “You, a little cultivator who hasn’t even reached Soul Transformation Realm, have the right to speak here?”
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Bai Ruoxi’s eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up. She looked at Mu Zhian with teary eyes, sobbing slightly, “Mu Lang~”
She took half a step forward, approaching Mu Zhian, holding his hand with her small hand, and looking at him pitifully.
Even Mu Zhian couldn’t withstand her pitiful and delicate appearance.
Just as Mu Zhian was about to say sothing, Bai Ruoxi gently tugged at his clothes, tears in her eyes, and said softly:
“Mu Lang, don’t be angry. Although I’m your first Dao Companion, Senior Witch is right. I’m just a little cultivator, insignificant. It was my fault just now, I shouldn’t have spoken… I’m sorry.”
The Primordial Witch raised her delicate eyebrows slightly, taking a deep look at the beauty in the palace dress nestled beside Mu Zhian.
Although this girl’s realm wasn’t high, she knew how to control a man’s heart very well. Her words just now, although seemingly making a concession, were actually advancing by retreating.
You say I’m not qualified to comnt, but I’m Mu Zhian’s current Dao Companion in this life. If I’m not qualified, then who is?
This was Bai Ruoxi’s true aning.
Plus, there was also Gong Lianyue’s spiritual sense… This woman’s strength couldn’t be underestimated either.
This seemingly cool, delicate, and unassertive young lady was no less tricky than the Jade Empress.
The Primordial Witch didn’t press further, but looked directly at the entrance of the hall, past everyone, and gazed at the maid in the yellow dress, who hadn’t spoken a word from beginning to end.
“Don’t you have anything to say?”
The mont she spoke, everyone’s gazes turned towards Wei ngrou almost simultaneously.
Mu Zhian also looked over, seeing Wei ngrou’s always calm expression reflected in his eyes.
Speaking of which, it was strange, why hadn’t Sister ngrou said a word from beginning to end?
Although Sister ngrou was the type who wished for her young master’s death, and would probably even clap and cheer before the little black room when he was being disciplined,
no matter what, the Primordial Witch was Wei ngrou. Why hadn’t Wei ngrou said a word before this Primordial Witch with a seemingly ‘yandere’ personality?
Seemingly not used to being stared at by a group of people, Wei ngrou feigned indifference: “This matter has nothing to do with . If you have anything, just talk to him.”
The Primordial Witch casually glanced at Yao ng, Bai Ruoxi, and Xue Yi, then smiled faintly: “I rely put into action what you were thinking in your heart, yet you, you’re pushing it all away.”
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall was stunned.
Yao ng narrowed her eyes, staring at the Primordial Witch’s frail figure, then at Wei ngrou, who remained silent in the shadows.
Thinking carefully, although she knew the maid beside Mu Zhian, she didn’t really understand her.
In the past, the won around Mu Zhian had fought, even physically, to claim him for themselves… Yet from beginning to end, Wei ngrou hadn’t made a single move.
Just silently staying by the young master’s side.
But anyone who liked soone would want to claim them for themselves…
Wei ngrou should be no exception.
Bai Ruoxi frowned slightly and said, “What exactly do you an by what you said earlier?”
The Primordial Witch casually glanced at everyone and said faintly, “I am one of the Primordial Witch’s spiritual senses. Liking Mu Lang and wanting to be with him forever is naturally also the ‘Primordial Witch’s’ wish.”
“Palace Master, what do you think I an?”
Just as Mu Zhian was about to speak, Yao ng suddenly said lightly, “As long as one is human, they will have emotions and desires, even a witch is the sa.”
“Your true identity is probably more than just the Primordial Witch’s spiritual sense, right?”
“Your existence also symbolizes the Primordial Witch’s emotions and desires, right?” Yao ng asked.
Mu Zhian was shocked, subconsciously looking at Wei ngrou.
Yao ng’s words were like a wake-up call.
Why would the third Primordial Witch spiritual sense have a ‘yandere’ personality?
Why was it completely opposite to Wei ngrou’s personality?
Perhaps, when the Primordial Witch divided into three spiritual senses, each spiritual sense controlled part of her personality, or rather, her emotions and desires!
No wonder Wei ngrou hadn’t said anything, because what the Primordial Witch was doing now might be what Wei ngrou usually thought about!
The maid wasn’t just content with staying by the young master’s side, she also had a desire to possess him…
Seemingly sensing the young master’s strange gaze, Wei ngrou’s face flushed red. She silently looked away, coughed lightly, and said, “Don’t… don’t listen to her nonsense. The personalities of each Primordial Witch are different. What she thinks doesn’t represent what I think.”
“Mmm, that’s right… This isn’t what I’m thinking. The Primordial Witch has nothing to do with .”
As if to maintain her image, Wei ngrou reiterated.
But her explanation seed pale and weak.
“Whether it’s what you’re thinking or not, we’ll know just by seeing if we can rge later.”
The Primordial Witch’s breathtakingly beautiful face held a hint of frailty, her silver eyes filled with a smile as she walked forward barefoot.
Sensing Gong Lianyue and Yao ng’s wariness towards her, the Primordial Witch ignored them, gazing at Mu Zhian tenderly.
“I know what Mu Lang wants to ask .”
“You want to know what kind of personality I am of the Primordial Witch, right?”
“I will only tell you the answer,” she said with a faint smile, mysteriously.
As she spoke, she gracefully approached Mu Zhian. At the sa ti, her cauldron completely stopped functioning, the black mist quietly receding, her Spiritual Energy converging, not releasing the slightest bit of hostility.
Yao ng didn’t stop her, and Gong Lianyue also restrained her Sword Qi.
The Primordial Witch completely withdrawing her hostility and Spiritual Energy could be considered a compromise, or a surrender.
Finally, she ca to Mu Zhian’s front, pursed her lips, leaned slightly closer, and whispered, “The Jade Empress guessed correctly, Mu Lang.”
“I am the Primordial Witch, but you can also call the Lustful Witch.”
Mu Zhian’s eyes flickered: “You’re the combination of the Primordial Witch’s ‘love and lust’ personalities?”
No wonder she was so obsessed with Mu Lang. Love was her affection for Mu Zhian, and lust was a desire for possession. The ‘Primordial’ Witch wanted to possess Mu Zhian, even take him away, precisely because of this…
At this mont, Yao ng understood.
“What do you want to do?”
Just then, Gong Lianyue suddenly sensed sothing, saw the Primordial Witch reaching for Mu Zhian, and imdiately summoned the Bronze Sword, wanting to stop her.
Yao ng was already wary. The World-Purifying Green Lotus descended instantly, as if wanting to seal the Primordial Witch’s cauldron.
However, the Primordial Witch let the World-Purifying Green Lotus descend, simply wrapping her arms around Mu Zhian’s neck.
Mu Zhian’s eyes reflected her delicate and beautiful face as she gradually approached him.
Then, his lips tasted the Primordial Witch’s soft and sweet lips, carrying a faint fragrance and a unique thrill.
Before he could savor the softness and sweetness of her lips, Mu Zhian suddenly felt a chill down his spine and instantly reacted, wanting to push the Primordial Witch away.
But she held him tightly, not letting go.
In the hall, Yao ng watched the Primordial Witch’s unrestrained actions, as if enjoying a cake, montarily lost in thought.
This scene seed sowhat familiar…
After a while, the Primordial Witch slowly exhaled a sweet fragrance, letting out a satisfied sigh, a charming smile appearing on her face.
She slightly tilted her head and, under Yao ng’s gradually fading calm smile, said with a beaming smile:
“Your husband tastes really good.”
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