Master Jinming Shifu shook his head. "Amitabha, the three female donors, do not be pessimistic. Mo Xiaoxia, the virtuous person will always have divine protection. He will surely be fine."
Ding Qingyao's face was full of tears and she sobbed: "Wenjie has been in the water for six or seven hours. There is no news. Just now, the heart-wrenching pain we felt was definitely not a coincidence. Wenjie must have encountered some trouble."
Master Jinming Shifu sighed helplessly: "Amitabha, the three female donors, even the old monk can only descend to a depth of a thousand meters. I am willing to go down, but I won't be able to see Sir Mo. Let's wait. Even if everyone leaves, the old monk will wait with you for Sir Mo's return."
Ding Qingyao, Zhou Manru, and Qin Lingyue bowed deeply to Master Jinming, thanking the monk!
The essence of Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, entered Mo Wenjie's mind. She observed within his spirit realm: "Hey, this young man is quite powerful. He's so young yet he possesses strength at the Grand Disciple level. His spirit realm is twenty times larger than an ordinary Grand Disciple's, and at his age of just over twenty, he's a true monster among monsters. After cultivating for three thousand years and achieving the physical form of a fairy, I spent another three thousand years to ascend to a higher realm. Compared to him, I am quite mediocre. This body he possesses is truly flawless, and his future achievements are boundless. The heavens have not treated me unfairly; they've kept me constricted for over a thousand two hundred years, but in giving me such a perfect body as this, they've more than compensated for it."
At this moment, Mo Wenjie's head was splitting with pain. He wanted to drive out the essence of Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, from his mind. However, Mo Wenjie's cultivation was still too shallow, and he had no way to do so. Qing Xia's cultivation had already reached the peak of human cultivators, while Mo Wenjie was only at the beginning of the Grand Disciple level. How could he possibly expel her from his mind? Mo Wenjie's face showed a pained expression that made people scared.
Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, comforted: "Young man, don't be so upset. I am merely borrowing your body for a short period. Once I ascend, I will no longer need to use it. In no time at all, I can break through to the realm of Earthly Immortals with no issues. Moreover, in the end, it will be your name that will echo as an Emperor or a Saint. You must not forget that after using your body, there would be no room for me to continue being known as Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy. Instead, I would have to take on your name of Mo Wenjie. So be content with what you have. This perfect body is indeed a blessing from the heavens."
The essence of Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, began to absorb Mo Wenjie's spirit realm. Just as she was about to start absorbing it, a ray of golden light struck her essence, carrying the pressure of heaven and earth. The golden light enveloped her essence, rendering it immobile. Now it was Qing Xia who was terrified. She stammered nervously, "What is it in your spirit realm that can bind my essence? Please let me go. Otherwise, I will resort to desperate measures. Even if my soul and essence are destroyed, I will shatter your spirit realm. You will become a walking corpse without consciousness, or worse, a vegetable."
Mo Wenjie closed his eyes to feel his spirit realm. He then discovered that the Yin-Yang and Bagua Mirror, which supposedly vanished, was actually hidden within his own spirit realm. No wonder he could see everything around him as clearly as a camera when he opened his divine sense to explore the surroundings. I had always assumed that the Yin-Yang and Bagua Mirror had gone missing, but never imagined it would be found within my own spirit realm. It's simply too unbelievable!
The essence of Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, was bound by the Yin-Yang and Bagua Mirror, but it had no effect on Mo Wenjie's spirit realm.
Mo Wenjie smiled and said, "You dare to threaten me with your essence? Do you realize that I want to destroy your soul and essence? In an instant, weren't you quite confident just a moment ago? Now that you know fear, a mere snake fairy dares to defy the heavens? Let's see how I can make your essence and soul disappear. Yin-Yang and Bagua Mirror, annihilate her!"
The golden light from the Yin-Yang and Bagua Mirror grew stronger and stronger, pressing Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy's essence, to the point where she could barely breathe. She urgently pleaded, "Mo Wenjie, Mo Xiaoxia, Mo Handsome Guy, please spare me. My six-thousand-year cultivation is hard-won. It would be a great loss if my soul and essence are destroyed. You're a great person who forgives small ones' faults. Please spare me. My physical body is still very beautiful and awesome. After I regain my body, I would be willing to become your consort, or even your maid if you like.
Mo Wenjie smiled and looked at Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy: "You wouldn't be worthy of being my consort. I don't have Xuan Zheng's abilities either. If you don't want to be extinguished, your only option is to continue being my sword spirit. Otherwise, there's no discussion."
Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, was filled with hatred for Mo Wenjie. How could a human dare to rely on their strength and act like a tiger's assistant? Isn't it because you're depending on the Yin-Yang and Bagua Mirror? And you claim you don't have the abilities of Xuan Zheng. Show me your strength and let me out. I'll make you wish you were never born! Alas, when one is under someone else's roof, they must bow their head. It seems that I have no choice but to tolerate this inconvenience once again and serve as your sword spirit once more. I'll settle the score with you later if I ever get the chance. Mo Hunky, I agree to serve as your sword spirit again. Quickly let the Yin-Yang and Bagua Mirror release me, or I will be extinguished!
Mo Wenjie chuckled. "Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? You think you'll submit now and get a chance for revenge later? That's too good to be true. Do you really think I'm that naive? If it wasn't for the information about Guo Zhen that matched everything here, would I have been deceived by you? Do you think I could be deceived again! Once bitten by a snake, one fears a rope for the rest of one's life. Release your spirit realm and form a spiritual contract with me. If you agree, I'll spare you; if not, your soul and essence will be extinguished."
Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, immediately became enraged. "You cunning human, I'll wait for you to pay. I'm sure I can cure you. Don't you worry? Just like tigers can fall asleep sometimes. Alright, I'll release my spirit realm."
Mo Wenjie clasped his hands and chanted under his breath: "Immerse your soul, blend with your blood, generation after generation, never betray, break this vow, and both soul and essence shall perish."
After Mo Wenjie and Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, established a spiritual contract, with a single thought from Mo Wenjie, the Yin-Yang and Bagua Mirror released its restraint.
Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, flew out of Mo Wenjie's mind. "Thank you, my master, for sparing my life. Now, if you break your finger and let a drop of blood fall on the Longquan Sword, the sword will recognize you as its new master. I am grateful to you."
Mo Wenjie bit his index finger, letting a drop of blood fall onto the Longquan Sword. The blood was instantly absorbed, and a silver light flashed. In Mo Wenjie's mind appeared an illusion of a three-inch-long treasure sword, which startled him greatly. How could the Longquan Sword be hidden in my mind?
Mo Wenjie reached out with a thought, and the Longquan Sword flew directly into his hand. He twirled the sword to draw a sword flower, feeling that the Longquan Sword was neither too heavy nor too light, just right for him. Satisfied, he nodded with a smile, "Not bad, not bad. Qing Xia, aren't you going to enter the Longquan? Do you want to be disobedient?"
Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, urgently said, "Master, I've only managed to escape once in a thousand years. It would be a waste to leave now. Can I stay outside for a bit?"
Mo Wenjie glared at her, "Have the face to say this? If it wasn't for your antics, do you think I could have stayed here for so long? The people outside must be anxious. I've been down here for over seven hours. If it weren't for their limited power to descend here, they would have come down long ago. Quickly enter the sword or else you'll regret it."
Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, dared not defy the command any longer and had to meekly enter the Longquan Sword. Mo Wenjie was about to leave.
Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, uttered a phrase, "What a wasteful thing! It's really a misuse of the heavens and earth. This ferret demon's divine pill has the cultivation level of mid-stage Great Vehicle. Its meat is as precious as ling stone, and its blood is comparable to ling liquid. An ordinary human being like you would waste this body."
Mo Wenjie's divine sense moved, and Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, felt an excruciating pain in her head. "I'm sorry, master. I will never dare to disrespect you again. Please spare me!"
Mo Wenjie withdrew his divine sense. If you ever dare to speak to me disrespectfully again, you know the consequences.
Qing Xia, the Crimson Spell Fairy, was frightened into silence. She could only endure the humiliation and keep her mouth shut.
In a flash of thought, the Longquan Sword was sealed into the spatial ring. Mo Wenjie grabbed the ferret's body and started climbing upwards. Soon, he emerged from the water surface.
Ding Qingyao, Zhou Manru, and Qin Lingyue saw Mo Wenjie through the moonlight and the three of them were so excited that tears were streaming down their faces. Wenjie, you're okay! We were so scared earlier. We had wanted to go down to look for you, but Master Jinming talked us out of it. He told us that at a depth of 1,200 meters below the surface, our maximum depth is 800 meters. So we had to give up on finding you there.
Mo Wenjie looked at Master Jinming and expressed his gratitude: "Thank you very much, Master Jinming!"
Master Jinming said, "Amitabha! Mo Youngmaster, please don't be polite. My intuition tells me that you are a person of virtue, so I advised the three young ladies to wait here."
Mo Wenjie looked at them four people and said, "I did encounter some trouble at the bottom of the pool, but luckily it was safe. With a thought, the Longquan Sword appeared in his hand. He struck it downwards, and a silver light flashed. The ferret was directly split in half."
Mo Wenjie turned to Master Jinming and expressed his gratitude: "Thank you, Master Jinming, for accompanying the three of them until now. The ferret's meat is presented to you."
Master Jinming looked at the treasure sword in Mo Wenjie's hand, "Young Master Mo, this is the Longquan Treasure Sword that has been lost for a thousand years. Did you find it at the bottom of the pool?"
Mo Wenjie nodded. "I obtained two things from the bottom of the pool. One is the Longquan Sword, and the other is this ferret. The blood and flesh of this ferret are more precious than ling stones. Please accept them with a smile, Master Jinming."
Master Jinming did not hesitate to accept the gifts. Although monks should avoid meat, it is a different matter with demonic beasts. On behalf of his disciples, Master Jinming thanked Young Master Mo.
Mo Wenjie smiled and said, "Master, you're too polite. Since you've waited for my consorts here, this is what you deserve. Let's leave this place; my family must be anxious by now."
Master Jinming said, "Amitabha, Young Master Mo. I will bid you farewell first. I must head back now."
Mo Wenjie bowed to Master Jinming, "Farewell, Master Jinming!"
Mo Wenjie brought the three women back to the Mo manor.
Mo Weifeng and Yao Wanting were still waiting for them in the living room.
Mo Weifeng asked in a hurry, "You're back, that's good. I heard from the people who went that there was nothing in the water pond. Everyone else came out of the water pond, but you were still at the bottom until nightfall. My mother was so worried about you. Did you make any gains this time?"
Mo Wenjie apologized, "I'm sorry to make my parents worry. That's really not right!"
Yao Wanting looked at her son and said with heartache, "What did Wenjie say to apologize for? As a mother, I worry about you out of natural concern. Why should you apologize?"
Mo Weifeng looked at his son and asked, "Wenjie, did you have any extraordinary experiences at the bottom of the pool?"
Mo Wenjie took out the ferret meat from his spatial ring and placed it aside. "Father, mother, and my family killed a water tiger demon at the bottom of the pool. Its divine pill has the cultivation level of mid-stage Great Vehicle. The meat and blood contain spiritual energy far beyond ling stones," Mo Wenjie said as he brought out his Longquan Sword with a thought, which was also obtained at the bottom of the pool.
Mo Weifeng exclaimed in amazement when he saw the Longquan Sword, "This is the Longquan Sword that has been lost for a thousand years!"
