Chapter 280: Mu Zhi’an, the Power to Reset! |
Silence.
Despite the deafening thunder roaring outside, an eerie silence enveloped the circle surrounding Wei Mengrou.
The black mist concealed them from the outside world.
Thunder Dragons roared within the vast expanse of the tribulation, but Mu Zhi’an couldn’t hear them. His gaze was fixed on Wei Mengrou’s breathtakingly beautiful face.
Seemingly uncomfortable under his intense stare, Wei Mengrou’s eyes flickered, and she looked away.
However, this small gesture emboldened Mu Zhi’an. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist and, taking the initiative, captured her lips with his.
At this moment, only one thought filled his mind.
So fragrant, so soft… so sweet.
As he reveled in this bliss, Wei Mengrou’s cold voice suddenly echoed in his mind, “Calm down and don’t move if you don’t want to die.”
“Did you pass your tribulation, Mengrou?” Mu Zhi’an asked through voice transmission.
Wei Mengrou murmured in agreement.
Then, sensing his wandering hands, her face turned cold, and she transmitted her voice, “Do you want to be struck by lightning?”
I guess I can’t savor Mengrou’s lips after all… Mu Zhi’an thought, disappointed.
Having been her master for so many years, he knew her well.
Who would kiss their master so passionately in the middle of a Heavenly Tribulation?
Especially a proud maid like Wei Mengrou.
It was obvious that she had somehow blocked the lightning with that kiss.
Although he didn’t know how she had done it, a cold and aloof maid throwing herself at him was definitely strange.
“How did you block the tribulation?” Mu Zhi’an asked through voice transmission.
He glanced at her, his gaze lingering on her ample bosom, then trailing downwards.
Perhaps because she had rushed over to save him, her dress was slightly disheveled, the wind lifting the hem of her skirt, revealing her long, shapely legs, their smooth and fair skin glowing in the dim light of the tribulation.
Among all the girls he knew, Wei Mengrou’s legs had the most perfect proportions. This was one of the reasons why he had always wanted her to wear black and white silk stockings.
Of course, the main reason was the ‘maid’ bonus.
Wei Mengrou noticed his gaze and was speechless.
They were in the middle of a Heavenly Tribulation, yet he wasn’t even worried and was instead… admiring her…?
Ignoring his thoughts, she replied through voice transmission, “A black energy entered my body earlier. You saw what happened with the tribulation after that. After overcoming it, I seem to have gained the ability to conceal Heavenly Secrets.”
Black energy?
Mu Zhi’an immediately thought of the Primordial Witch.
After her will dissipated, she had transformed into a wisp of black energy… He had thought it had vanished, but now it seemed it had entered Mengrou’s body?
But why would the Primordial Witch choose Wei Mengrou?
And the black box had also reacted to Mengrou…
Mu Zhi’an’s mind raced as he savored the sweetness of her lips, trying to make sense of the situation.
Suddenly, he realized something even more important and stared at Wei Mengrou as if she were a monster.
“You said you gained the ability to conceal Heavenly Secrets after overcoming the tribulation. Does that mean… you’ve reached the Nascent Soul Realm?”
Cultivators gained a new ability with each major breakthrough. Wei Mengrou’s first ability was ‘concealment’, and her second ability was… ‘concealing Heavenly Secrets’?!
Come to think of it, these two abilities were quite similar… Concealment hid one’s aura, and her second ability also involved ‘concealment’.
However, her second ability concealed her very existence from the heavens!
Wei Mengrou replied calmly, “I haven’t reached the Nascent Soul Realm. I’m still at the ninth-grade Core Formation Realm. I simply comprehended a trace of the Nascent Soul Realm’s true essence during the tribulation.”
Mu Zhi’an nodded, understanding.
Then, feeling her soft body in his arms, he asked through voice transmission, “But what does that have to do with us kissing?”
He looked at her intently. “Don’t tell me you…”
The maid glared at him disdainfully. “The range of my concealment is limited, and I need to absorb someone else’s Spiritual Energy to conceal them too.”
Someone else’s Spiritual Energy… Mu Zhi’an understood.
No wonder Mengrou had taken the initiative to kiss him and even…
Ding…
A faint sound came from his personal interface.
Mu Zhi’an opened it with one hand, his other arm still around Wei Mengrou, and glanced at it.
A new title had appeared at the end of the list.
Its border was black, and the characters within were gold.
[Witch’s Body]
It must be from the Primordial Witch… Mu Zhi’an clicked on the title’s description.
[Witch’s Body: Born as a protagonist of destiny, granted the ability to reset life every ten years – saving the current progress and reloading. Current uses: 1]
Mu Zhi’an stared at the description, a shiver running down his spine.
Reset…?
Did this mean that even after the Primordial Witch died, she could start over?
No wonder she was a reincarnator… This ability was beyond broken.
Boom!
The roar of a Thunder Dragon brought him back to reality.
He closed his personal interface and noticed Wei Mengrou staring at him with a puzzled expression. “What’s wrong, Mengrou?” he asked through voice transmission.
“What was that just now?” Wei Mengrou asked.
Mu Zhi’an: “?”
“You just opened something strange. It had a lot of text on it. What was that?” she asked.
Mu Zhi’an: “…”
“You can see my personal interface?!” Mu Zhi’an stared at her as if he had seen a ghost.
Wei Mengrou frowned. “Any normal person can see something so obvious, right?”
Clearly, normal people couldn’t see his personal interface.
But his maid could…
It seems Mengrou is hiding even more secrets…
Mu Zhi’an calmed himself down.
This wasn’t the right time or place to discuss this. He would ask her about it later.
He turned his attention back to Wei Mengrou.
“How long do we have to keep doing this?” he asked through voice transmission, savoring the fragrance of her lips.
“U-until… the tribulation ends,” Wei Mengrou replied, her usually cold voice now tinged with a hint of shyness.
I never thought I’d see the day Mengrou would be embarrassed… Mu Zhi’an chuckled inwardly, a strange sense of pleasure washing over him.
Although she had kissed him to protect him, a kiss was still a kiss, and her reaction was simply adorable.
Admiring her flushed face, he slowly moved his hand down her waist.
Wei Mengrou glared at him coldly, remaining silent.
Mu Zhi’an assumed she had given in and became even bolder, his hand reaching for her thigh under the cover of the black mist.
Suddenly, he felt a chill run down his spine, a sense of danger.
He instinctively glanced sideways.
With his enhanced vision from his Core Formation cultivation and his Innate Spiritual Body, he could see much further than ordinary cultivators.
In the distance, on a mountain peak, Bai Ruoxi was looking at them with a gentle gaze. Beside her stood Ye Lingxuan, also silently observing them.
Lan Mulian’s face was concealed by her veil, but the alluring Lan Feiying beside her was watching him with a playful smile.
Logically, they shouldn’t be able to see them through the black mist—
Mu Zhi’an’s mind went blank. He looked at the spot where the black mist had been and then at Wei Mengrou, his eyes wide with shock.
“…Where’s the black mist?”
Wei Mengrou looked at him disdainfully and transmitted her voice, “The tribulation is almost over. It’s much weaker now. I don’t need the black mist anymore, so I deactivated it.”
Mu Zhi’an: “…”
Are you trying to get me killed?!
Feeling their cold gazes, even the usually gentle and kind Bai Ruoxi now seemed distant. Mu Zhi’an’s heart sank.
He had been so bold because he thought the black mist was concealing them.
But Wei Mengrou had deactivated it at some point…
Her initial kiss could be explained as an act of desperation, but his subsequent actions couldn’t be justified.
This maid really doesn’t know how to protect her master… I’ll have to teach her a lesson in the future!
As Mu Zhi’an contemplated his life choices, a soft and seductive voice suddenly rang out, “You’re quite capable, Young Master Mu. If I remember correctly, Miss Wei used to be quite cold towards you. To think she would throw herself at you after her tribulation… Impressive.”
It was Huang Manting’s voice.
What’s with this woman? She can transmit her voice to me from such a distance?
Mu Zhi’an looked towards the crowd in the distance, but he couldn’t find her.
He quickly withdrew his gaze and removed his hand from Wei Mengrou, trying to maintain his ‘righteous’ image before the other girls.
…Although it was a little too late.
While Mu Zhi’an was suffering, a completely different scene was unfolding elsewhere.
Boom!
A Thunder Dragon descended from the sky, its destructive aura filling the air, lightning bolts striking the valley below.
Ye Yu narrowly dodged the attack, his chest heaving as he looked up and shouted mentally, “Master, it’s your turn!”
“Don’t worry. Although it’s difficult, we can still withstand this tribulation,” the old man’s voice replied, a hint of resignation in his tone.
He had been prepared to take over Ye Yu’s body and seize the Heavenly Dao Energy if necessary. In the Martial Realm, no one would notice.
And once he took control, no one would be able to compete with Ye Yu for the treasure.
But who would have thought that someone would break the rules and single-handedly hold back nearly twenty cultivators at the same level, triggering a combined tribulation?
“Mu Zhi’an probably didn’t expect this. He thought he could disqualify me with such a despicable tactic. I wonder how he’ll feel when he sees me pass the Martial Realm trial,” Ye Yu sneered inwardly.
He would be the only one to survive this tribulation.
Because he was chosen by the heavens, the ‘protagonist’!
And Mu Zhi’an, at this moment, was probably already obliterated by the tribulation, eliminated from the Martial Realm.
An inner disciple of the Book Pavilion, unable to even pass the Martial Realm trial… It wouldn’t just be Mu Zhi’an who would be shamed. Even the Book Pavilion and Yan Ruyu’s judgment would be questioned.
Thinking of this, Ye Yu, while under the ‘master’s’ control, glanced towards the spot where Mu Zhi’an had been.
Then, his gaze froze, and he stared in disbelief.
Mu Zhi’an was alive and well, his arm wrapped around Wei Mengrou’s waist.
The Thunder Dragons passed by them, seemingly ignoring their presence, and charged towards him!
“How is that possible?!” Ye Yu exclaimed, his eyes wide with shock.
His worldview seemed to be crumbling.
Everyone else was struggling to survive the tribulation, yet Mu Zhi’an was being intimate with his maid?!
Isn’t he afraid of being struck by lightning?!
Meanwhile, another person was also struggling to withstand the tribulation.
It was Nigati, the Southern Wilderness’s Holy Son. Although his secret technique couldn’t completely conceal him from the heavens, it did lessen the Heavenly Tribulation’s power.
However, he still looked battered and bruised, his clothes torn, his hair singed and smoking. Seemingly sensing Mu Zhi’an’s gaze, he turned to look.
Then, his expression froze.
His worldview shattered as he stared at the scene before him.
The one who had caused this tribulation… was unscathed and making out with his maid in the middle of it?!
Boom!
A Thunder Dragon suddenly struck. Caught off guard, Nigati hastily raised his hand to block it, but he was still scorched, roaring in frustration.
“Good!”
The cultivators in the distance cheered.
Aren’t you the Southern Wilderness’s Holy Son? Don’t you think you’re invincible? And now you’re being humiliated by an inner disciple of the Two Polarities Sect? You still dare to call yourself invincible? And you had the audacity to look down on others in the Two Polarities Sect that day?
The Eastern Realm and the Southern Wilderness had been at odds since the incident with the Jade Empress. Combined with Nigati’s arrogance, seeing him suffer brought them great joy.
Fifteen minutes later.
The vegetation within the tribulation area was scorched black, and most of the cultivators had been transported out of the Martial Realm after being severely injured.
Silence descended upon the world. The Heavenly Dao Energy in the sky swirled slowly, radiating a dark glow.
Wei Mengrou reached out, and under countless envious gazes, the Heavenly Dao Energy landed in her palm.
Although many coveted the treasure, after glancing at Lan Mulian and the others, they suppressed their desire.
The Heavenly Dao Energy was precious, but according to Lan Mulian’s earlier words, anyone who tried to steal it would be considered an enemy.
No one wanted to antagonize Lan Mulian here.
The Heavenly Dao Energy was important, but they had to be capable of obtaining it.
As the cultivators prepared to leave on their swords, they noticed that the strongest contenders in the Ascension Ceremony were all flying towards the now-devastated tribulation area.
They exchanged glances, a knowing look in their eyes.
It seemed that although Wei Mengrou and Mu Zhi’an’s tribulation was over, another, even more terrifying ‘tribulation’ was brewing…