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    Mu Zhi’an was alive!


    While this news had been limited to a few people before, as Mu Zhi’an left Two Polarities Peak and headed towards the Enforcement Hall, more and more people began to notice him.


    At the Qingyang Hall on the south bank, many cultivators were sparring and competing, creating a lively atmosphere.


    As Mu Zhi’an entered the hall, the cultivators who were gambling sect points noticed him, and the lively atmosphere shifted slightly.


    “Mu Zhi’an?!”


    “Didn’t he die? How is he…”


    Some whispered amongst themselves, their gazes filled with shock and uncertainty.


    Some of them had personally confirmed Mu Zhi’an’s death with the elders on the main peak… Yet, here he was, alive and well, standing before them. It was hard not to be surprised.


    “Junior Brother Mu, a-are you a human or a ghost?” A beautiful senior sister asked cautiously, her eyes filled with confusion and a hint of admiration.


    She couldn’t help but feel that Mu Zhi’an looked much more handsome than before.


    It wasn’t just a change in his physical appearance, but his entire demeanor and aura had transformed.


    His Innate Celestial Furnace had absorbed a trace of Dao from each of the three eighth-grade pills. Although Mu Zhi’an himself couldn’t sense this Dao韵, it was stored within his Vessel.


    And this Dao was an irresistible temptation for cultivators.


    Even though they didn’t know about his Innate Celestial Furnace or the residual Dao from the eighth-grade pills, they were still drawn to him.


    Mu Zhi’an looked at her and chuckled, “Have you ever seen a ghost with a shadow, Senior Sister?”


    The senior sister, emboldened, took a step forward and poked Mu Zhi’an’s body with her finger. She was overjoyed to discover that he was indeed alive and well.


    “You’re not dead… You’re actually alive?!”


    “Thank you for your concern, Senior Sister. I guess you could say I turned misfortune into fortune,” Mu Zhi’an said with a reserved smile, trying to project an image of an innocent young man.


    He cupped his fists towards the crowd and walked deeper into the hall. After reporting to the disciples guarding the entrance, he soon arrived at the inner sanctum of the Enforcement Hall.


    He needed to inform them of his return.


    …


    After completing the necessary procedures, Mu Zhi’an returned to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.


    His maid was sitting by the pond, seemingly lost in thought.


    The maid in the yellow dress was usually quite low-key, her attire and hairstyle simple. She wore a delicate hair ornament that complemented her cold and beautiful features.


    Sensing someone approaching, she looked up and saw Mu Zhi’an walking towards her.


    “Mengrou, lost in thought… Thinking about me, perhaps?” Mu Zhi’an asked playfully.


    Wei Mengrou rolled her eyes, used to her young master’s flirtatious nature, and ignored his remark.


    After a moment of silence, she suddenly said, “Your scent is becoming increasingly alluring.”


    “Why does that sound like something a creepy scent fetishist would say…?” Mu Zhi’an complained.


    Wei Mengrou frowned. “I’m not joking.”


    “I know,” Mu Zhi’an chuckled.


    The more ‘good stuff’ his Innate Celestial Furnace contained, the more alluring he became. He was well aware of this.


    If he didn’t get rid of some of it soon, he would become a walking treasure trove.


    Being too popular wasn’t a good thing.


    At least, not in his current situation.


    If he wasn’t careful, the baby orcas in his pond might jump out and devour their owner.


    “I’ll deal with it later,” Mu Zhi’an said.


    Tonight, he would find time to give Ruoxi some Dao and Spiritual Energy to enhance her physique.


    Then, he would find time to visit the others…


    It’s a shame Mengrou is still so cold and aloof. Otherwise, I could give her some too… Mu Zhi’an looked at Wei Mengrou’s alluring figure, accentuated by her yellow dress, feeling a pang of regret.


    “Deal with it later… You mean you’re going out again?” Wei Mengrou frowned. “Although we’re within the sect, it’s still a sensitive time. Be careful.”


    The Primordial Demon Emperor likely knew about the Jade Empress’s tribulation. He wouldn’t sit idly by. If he realized he couldn’t escape, he might burn his essence and fight to the death.


    Combined with the remnants of the previous Demonic Cultivators lurking in the shadows… Mu Zhi’an might be in danger.


    “I’m going to take a bath and then meet with Master regarding the remnants of the previous Demonic Cultivators and a… private matter,” Mu Zhi’an said.


    By ‘bath’, he meant a medicinal bath to accelerate his Vessel’s recovery.


    “What do the remnants of the previous Demonic Cultivators have to do with the Book Pavilion…?” Wei Mengrou looked at him with a puzzled expression.


    “The Empress personally set up a formation in the Jade Pool before leaving. No one can enter now,” Mu Zhi’an said slowly. “As for the Rebirth Water, they have no chance of obtaining it.”


    Obtaining Rebirth Water from the Forbidden Zone was as difficult as ascending to heaven.


    Even Mu Zhi’an had only managed to acquire it because he was the Forbidden Zone’s future son-in-law, combined with Ye Lingxuan’s persuasion and other factors.


    “The elders in the sect are determined to eliminate the remnants of the previous Demonic Cultivators to prevent any further trouble.”


    Mu Zhi’an paused, then continued, “If rumors of me possessing the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit were to spread at this time, what do you think those remnants would do?”


    “Attack you?”


    Mu Zhi’an shook his head. “Within the sect, they can’t do anything to me with so many peak masters around.”


    “So, they’ll target someone else.”


    He glanced at Wei Mengrou’s long legs, accentuated by her thin yellow dress, and suddenly said, “Mengrou, let’s make a bet.”


    “Bet on what?” Wei Mengrou asked, a hint of suspicion in her eyes as she saw Mu Zhi’an’s gentle smile.


    “If I can eliminate the remnants of the previous Demonic Cultivators, you’ll obey one of my commands. If not, I’ll obey one of yours. How does that sound?”


    Wei Mengrou hesitated, unsure how to respond.


    She had a feeling her young master was up to no good.


    “Mengrou, don’t we even have that much trust between us? Do you think I would harm you?” Mu Zhi’an sighed dramatically.


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    Looking at the maid’s cold but slightly uneasy expression, Mu Zhi’an smiled innocently.


    “It’s a deal.”


    His plan to make her wear black silk stockings, her hands covering her chest as she glared at him… was just one step away.