It Turns Out, They Are the Protagonists

Chapter 132: Brother Mu, Let’s Go See the Peach Blossoms Tomorrow! p1

Yu Ziyan stared at the young disciple, her eyes filled with understanding and resentment.

She understood why her junior sister had chosen him as an inner disciple. It wasn’t because of his talent, or even Ling Long. She probably didn’t even know about Ling Long. She was interested in his other Vessel.

And her resentment stemmed from her disapproval of Yan Ruyu’s methods.

The path of cultivation was long and arduous. At Nascent Soul, each level was a significant leap, and the third level, in particular, was a notorious bottleneck for countless cultivators. Many elders within the sect were stuck at Nascent Soul, their progress stagnant for years.

Yan Ruyu and Yu Ziyan were among them.

Normally, cultivation involved refining external spiritual energy, absorbing it into one’s Vessel, and when the energy reached a certain level, they would encounter a bottleneck. Breaking through the bottleneck would allow them to advance to the next level.

But the higher their cultivation, the more difficult it became to advance. The bottleneck was like a thin membrane, touchable yet impenetrable.

And that was where a Vessel became invaluable.

“She hasn’t changed at all. Still resorting to such underhanded tactics. Even targeting a disciple…”

She felt a surge of disgust towards Yan Ruyu.

This was the Two Polarities Sect! While there had been a few cases of elders forming relationships with disciples, it was rare. And Yan Ruyu’s motives were clearly impure.

But he was now an inner disciple of the library. If she wanted to do something, it would be difficult to stop her.

All she could do was warn him to be careful.

But it was a difficult task. She couldn’t deny that with Yan Ruyu’s beauty and alluring figure, if she beckoned him, few disciples, even inner disciples, could resist.

She would have to improvise.

She studied him, his gentle smile and harmless demeanor hiding a dangerous secret, her thoughts racing.

…

Meanwhile, having chosen their inner disciples, Yi Hao turned to Bai Ruoxi, smiling. “Come to Boundless Sea Peak with me. You can meet your fellow disciples, and I’ll give you some gifts.”

She nodded, then looked at Mu Zhi’an. “I’m going to Boundless Sea Peak.”

He smiled, nodding. He also had to visit the library.

After saying goodbye to Wei Mengrou and the others, he bowed to the peak lords and left the Pilgrimage Palace.

He felt Yu Ziyan’s gaze lingering on him, but he didn’t stop, walking towards the exit.

He saw Ye Yu, who had also been chosen as an inner disciple. It seemed he had joined Dream Drunken Peak.

And another peak lord had chosen someone he knew.

…Huang Manting…

She seemed to notice his gaze, winking playfully, her lips parting slightly.

But he simply nodded politely, his eyes briefly lingering on her alluring lips before looking away.

Ye Yu glared at him, his eyes burning with a competitive fire.

“Do you have a grudge against him?” Ning Yuan, the peak lord of Dream Drunken Peak, asked, looking at the talented young man beside him, a smile playing on his lips.

Ye Yu nodded, his gaze filled with hatred, and Ning Yuan chuckled. “Fighting is forbidden within the sect, but you can always challenge him to a spar. If he accepts, it’s permitted.”

“He won’t accept. He’s a coward,” Ye Yu spat.

Ning Yuan raised an eyebrow, smiling. “Then defeat him fairly at the Ascension Ceremony next year.”

Ye Yu frowned, echoing his words. “The Ascension Ceremony?”

“Every year, the Two Polarities Sect holds an Ascension Ceremony. The top ten disciples receive Dao Comprehension Fruits, which can grant them a breakthrough below Core Formation,” Ning Yuan explained, his hands clasped behind his back.

“The Ascension Ceremony…” Ye Yu clenched his fists, his eyes burning with a renewed determination.

He wouldn’t waste his time seeking revenge now. He would focus on cultivating!

Mu Zhi’an was just an obstacle in his path. He would overcome him!

And then, Lingxuan and Qian’er would know who their true brother was.

And Bai Ruoxi, who had rejected him, she would also learn that…

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west… Don’t bully the young and poor!

He calmed himself, focusing on his priorities: cultivation, and finding the seal the old man had mentioned.

There was a seal hidden within the Pilgrimage Palace.

And within that seal lay an immense opportunity…!

…

Yu Ziyan watched as Mu Zhi’an disappeared from view, then she turned to the Ye sisters, smiling. “Come to Dao Peak with me. My fellow disciples will explain everything about our peak.”

She was about to leave with them when a voice whispered in her ear, “What were you looking at, Peak Lord? Is there something interesting about that disciple?”

She turned to see a beautiful woman with a red dot between her brows, her aura elegant and refined. It was the elder of Dao Peak’s middle peak.

The nine peaks were divided into middle, side, and guard peaks, each managed by an elder. The peak lord oversaw the entire peak, while the elders managed their respective sections.

Yu Ziyan hesitated, then replied mentally, “Master Yan hasn’t recruited an inner disciple in decades. Aren’t you curious why she chose him so enthusiastically…?”

The three female elders exchanged glances, their expressions filled with confusion.

“Please enlighten us, Peak Lord.”

She spoke, her voice clear and calm, yet her words sent shockwaves through their minds.

“A Vessel?!”

They looked towards the spot where Mu Zhi’an had vanished, their gazes filled with a newfound interest.

Yu Ziyan’s voice, stern and authoritative, echoed in their minds. “Don’t even think about targeting a disciple for your own cultivation. If anyone finds out, you’ll be disgraced.”

They shivered, nodding quickly, their gazes fixed on her, her expression cold and unwavering.

Then the elder of the middle peak asked, “What if Master Yan does something…?”

Yu Ziyan raised an eyebrow, her voice flat. “I’ll warn her against doing anything that would shame the sect.”

“But what if they truly love each other…?”

After all, if Yan Ruyu made a move, who would know?

And who would dare to expose her and offend the master of the library?

Yu Ziyan, her alluring figure accentuated by her white robes, looked up at the sky, then said, her voice calm, “We’ll see.”