So, They Were the Protagonists All Along

It was late at night outside the house. Mu Zhian was lying in the ice coffin, with several snow lotus and three peach blossoms placed beside him.

The snow lotus was given by Mu Zhian from Tianxuan City to the girls around him to please them.

The peach blossoms were given to Bai Ruoxi, Ye Qian, and Lan Mulian.

The hall was strangely quiet.

"Brother Mu... you are really still alive!" Ye Qian cried with joy and finally reacted. She immediately stepped forward and hugged his neck, with a crystal light flashing in the corners of her eyes.

Lan Mulian, who had always remained calm, relaxed a little. The heavy mood that had been heavy since she entered Tianheyuan seemed to be relieved a lot. Although her cold face was hidden under the gauze, her eyes could still show her joy.

Lan Feiying held her sister's arm tightly, feeling both nervous and happy. She didn't know whether this big boy was faking his corpse or really reborn from the dead.

Ye Lingxuan was also overjoyed. From the time Mu Zhian died to now when he opened his eyes from the coffin, this huge contrast made the eyes of this girl who always showed her mature side in front of outsiders feel hot, but she still bit her lips lightly and tried to hold back her tears.

Yan Ruyu stared at Mu Zhian with a little more relief in her eyes, and whispered: "It's good to be alive."

Bai Ruoxi cried bitterly, but her eyes never moved away from Mu Zhian, fearing that this was just an illusion she saw.

This girl used to have nothing to say in the family, and she had no sense of security. Later, Mu Zhian almost occupied a large part of her heart. One day, she suddenly knew that he was dead, and her heart suddenly felt empty.

At this moment, seeing him come back to life, she was overjoyed, and her emotions naturally could not be suppressed any longer.

Wei Mengrou always stared at her young master, never moving her eyes away.

Compared to others, her reaction was the calmest. She just looked at Lin Ling, who was squatting in front of Mu Zhian with her knees hugged, curiously poking his face, and then smiled silently.

After a brief surprise, the fairy in the green skirt looked at Mu Zhian softly and said, "Your spiritual consciousness has not yet healed, and you need to recuperate for a while."

The former Qing Emperor had a similar experience to Mu Zhian, but her situation was much more serious at that time, and her spiritual consciousness was almost wiped out.

In the end, she was recuperated with the help of Mu Zhian's natural furnace, and later, with the help of the reincarnation water and the Tiandan Phoenix fruit, she re-condensed the furnace.

Those powerful people who spoke today probably would not have thought that the reason why this peerless empress was able to be reborn was with the help of a cultivator in the realm of refining spirits.

"Is Brother Mu's injury not completely healed yet?" Ye Qian gradually calmed down after the surprise, raised her head and looked at Mu Zhian with a pair of watery peach blossom eyes.

She could sense that the cauldron in Mu Zhian's body was a little empty at this time, and his body looked extremely weak.

Mu Zhian shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, as long as the spiritual consciousness is nurtured, the injuries of the body can be slowly repaired."

Ye Qian felt a little relieved after hearing this.

The green skirt fairy next to her quickly had a little more doubt in her eyes, and whispered: "Did you take the turtle breath pill before, so you saved a wisp of spiritual consciousness?"

Mu Zhian nodded gently: "The turtle breath pill that sister Lingxuan gave me that day saved my life."

Under normal circumstances, a cultivator in the realm of refining spirits has his own spiritual consciousness. The spiritual consciousness is indestructible, and even if the body is destroyed, it can be slowly healed and reborn.

However, once the enemy attacks, it will inevitably destroy the spiritual consciousness.

Mu Zhian's spiritual consciousness is not detected by others. According to his own guess, it may be because of the turtle breath pill, and secondly, it may be related to the last title in his current status bar.

Heavenly blessing... I don't know which 'protagonist' this title is, and when it appeared in his status bar.

Mu Zhian hugged Ye Qian and stroked her hair while looking at the people in front of him, with a bit of emotion after escaping from a desperate situation in his eyes.

He was lucky to survive this time because he was a gigolo.

Otherwise, he would probably be dead now.

Although the Turtle Breath Pill given by Ye Lingxuan was not of high grade, it required an emperor-level medicinal material to refine it. No wonder there were only one or two in the forbidden area.

Except for Ye Lingxuan, no one else would have such treatment, to be able to carry a Turtle Breath Pill that could save their lives at a critical moment.

Emperor-level medicinal materials are natural treasures that can only grow one or two plants every ten thousand years. Even in a forbidden area with a strong foundation, there may only be two or three plants.

This time, the Western Region and the Southern Wilderness each provided an emperor-level medicinal material to heal Mu Zhian's injuries. For the two states, it was no less than cutting meat from them.

The Southern Wasteland and the Western Regions are not like the Eastern Continent. The conditions for the growth of medicinal materials are much more stringent. There may be only four or five imperial-level medicinal materials in the entire Southern Wasteland, not to mention that Concubine Shang Yan also specified a certain imperial-level medicinal material.

Using these two imperial-level medicinal materials to refine the Soul-Returning Pill, you may be able to feel a trace of Tao rhyme from it later, and you may comprehend the "Tao" in advance.

The bet proposed by the Southern Wasteland and the Western Regions at the end is actually different from apology, but just wanting a step.

Apology is apology, but because of unwillingness, the bet was proposed to save face. After all, it takes too long to produce an imperial-level medicinal material.

It takes ten thousand years to produce an imperial-level medicinal material, and in these ten thousand years, even a strong person in the Hedao realm may die if he is not careful.

But they are in the wrong in this matter. Even if they only discovered the actions of the first generation of demon kings and secretly fanned the flames, they are still involved. Even if they are dissatisfied now, they can only swallow their anger.

But it will be a very long process to cultivate new imperial-level medicinal materials after this...

If I can really comprehend the Tao in the end, the soul-returning pill made from two imperial-level medicinal materials should be at least half stronger than it is now... When thinking of this, Mu Zhian couldn't help but feel a little more expectant in his heart.

Although he always felt that even if he comprehended the Tao, he would most likely be robbed by the natural furnace.

Mu Zhian was thinking about such things, at this moment, he suddenly felt that the girl in his arms twisted her waist slightly, and her pretty face flushed cutely, and she secretly broke away from Mu Zhian's arms.

After the joy, the girl suddenly realized that so many people were staring at her, and the shame in her heart suddenly surged up in her heart, so that she couldn't help but quietly move her eyes away.

Qian'er was still shy as always, and was not good at hiding her emotions... Mu Zhian smiled knowingly, then supported himself, stood up from the ice coffin, and stepped out of the ice coffin.

When he looked up at the people in front of him, he saw that Yan Ruyu and others were looking at him with great satisfaction, and each of the chiefs had the care and sincerity of an elder for the younger generation in their eyes.

It must be said that although Mu Zhian seemed a little weak after his rebirth, this weakness, coupled with the perfect facial lines, and even the temperament of a noble man, suddenly made the older women have a little more desire to protect him.

Mu Zhian soon noticed Lan Murian's gaze again, and looked over. This cold and noble senior sister withdrew her gaze as if she was electrocuted and avoided his gaze.

Senior sister actually has this side, this wave of coffins is not in vain... Mu Zhian grinned and looked at Lan Feiying, the younger sister next to Lan Murian, who was wearing a red cheongsam and outlined a graceful and sexy figure.

Compared with the reserved Lan Murian, Lan Feiying seemed to be generous, and her charming eyes stared at him slowly.

The atmosphere in the hall seemed particularly warm, and the sadness just now disappeared in an instant, becoming much more relaxed.

This time, Mu Zhian can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

Emperor-level medicinal materials, even those geniuses in those ancient families can't get them. In the final analysis, even the strong men in the Hedao realm are reluctant to use them easily.

Because, emperor-level medicinal materials cannot be grown by cultivation alone, but more depends on luck.

Generally speaking, even if a medicinal material is carefully cultivated and cared for, it is not easy to survive for two thousand years. Another three thousand years, or even ten thousand years, is a "gamble".

Bet that this herb can live for ten thousand years and become an imperial-level herb.

However, this is too difficult. Most herbs are usually refined before they reach ten thousand years.

"Mu Lang... are you really okay?" A gentle and soft voice came from the side. Bai Ruoxi was wearing a white white dress with beautiful plum blossoms embroidered on it. She stared at Mu Zhian's peach blossom eyes with moist and pitiful eyes.

Mu Zhian looked up at Miss Bai. His eyes stayed for a long time under her concerned and worried eyes. Feeling the love in the eyes of the beauty, his heart was warmed.

Then, he smiled gently and said, "Just wait until your body is well, there is no big problem."

It's a pity that he still needs to wait for the soul-nourishing pill to be refined, otherwise he can feel the warmth of Miss Bai tonight.

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, there is still a lot of time in the future.

After refining the Soul Returning Pill and repairing the body, the killer whale cub in the pond can be cultivated again...

Sister Lingxuan's inheritance seems to be not over yet, but she can receive the inheritance in Liangyi Sect in the future, which will also facilitate his future operations...

And the senior sister seems to be interested in him. If he strengthens the relationship with Sister Feiying, he may be able to unlock new postures...

In addition, Yao Meng's cauldron is now condensed, but it will take some time to absorb the spiritual energy. During this period, he may need his help...

When Mu Zhian thought of this, he looked at the fairy Yao Meng in front of him, wearing a green skirt and moonlight covering her body.

At this time, Ye Qian's soft voice suddenly came from behind: "By the way, do you still want your flowers?"

The seemingly soft and pleasant voice made Mu Zhian's thoughts suddenly interrupted, and also pulled him back to reality from the warmth just now.

The previously seemingly harmonious atmosphere suddenly stagnated.

Then, the eyes of several people all looked at the snow lotus and peach blossoms in the ice coffin vaguely.

Just now, because they were worried about Mu Zhian, no one thought about Xuelian and Taohua.

However, Ye Qian's words at this moment made everyone present gradually active.

Wei Mengrou stared at her young master quietly in the crowd, with a slight raise of her lips, outlining a very beautiful arc.

In the past, she had persuaded her young master because of his indecision, and at that time he confidently said that there would be no problem with his operation.

...What about now?