Mowenjie and Huang Linger, Qin Xiadie, Jiang Yu Ruo, Xiao Ya Wen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Ying Ying came to the second sky. Mowenjie told them that if you want to go with me to find the chance, then let's continue to find the chance. If you want to go to the capital city, we will stay in the capital city nearby for a while. I will go alone to find the chance!
Huang Linger spoke up first, "Big Brother Jie, of course we should go with you to seek our fortune. What do you all say?" Everyone nodded. Mowenjie smiled with satisfaction, "Since that's the case, let's set off immediately."
A few people advanced into the depths, but the second sky was filled with dangers. After not walking for long, they encountered a swarm of mist, and among the mist, there were terrifying auras. Mowenjie was on high alert and reminded everyone to be careful. Suddenly, a huge beast appeared from the mist and attacked them ferociously with sharp claws and teeth. Mowenjie quickly acted and released a bit of spiritual energy, only to momentarily stop the beast.
At this moment, Jiang Yu Ruo cried out sharply, conjuring a treasure in her hand and turning it into a beam of spiritual light that shot towards the beast. The other women did not lag behind, using their powers. Huang Linger's hands formed seals, casting runes around the beast to restrain its movements; Qin Xiadie used swift sword techniques to strike at the beast's eyes. Mowenjie chose the right moment and unleashed his most powerful blow, ultimately driving the beast back and causing it to vanish into the mist. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and were even more determined to follow Mowenjie in seeking their destiny.
Mowenjie looked at his consorts, feeling very happy in his heart. Although Huang Linger is a princess, she doesn't have the airs of a pampered noblewoman. Qin Xiadie, Jiang Yu Ruo, Xiao Ya Wen, Ding Yan, and Tuoba Ying Ying are all from wealthy families and don't have the temperament of spoilt daughters. They all volunteered to endure hardship and toil with him. This deeply moved Mowenjie, for after all, they are not ordinary people!
Mowenjie led the women onward, and soon they discovered a mysterious valley. The mouth of the valley emitted an unusual light, as if there were boundless treasures waiting for them to uncover.
As the crowd was excited and ready to enter, Mowenjie sensed a subtle forbidden force. After examining it carefully, he said, "There might be danger inside, but there could also be a legendary opportunity. Wait here and I will go in first to check it out."
The women were reluctant but knew that Mowenjie was thinking of their safety, so they had to stay outside the valley and wait. Mowenjie stepped in carefully, where an aura of rich spiritual energy and various rare herbs permeated the air. Suddenly, he triggered a mechanism, and countless arrows were shot out from all around.
Mowenjie moved with agility to avoid the arrows, while simultaneously using spiritual energy to block them. After much effort, he finally reached the center of the valley and saw a radiant spiritual tree that glowed in seven colors. The tree was adorned with spiritual fruits. Mowenjie was overjoyed and wanted to pick some of them when a phantom appeared, warning him that attempting to take them would result in catastrophic consequences.
After pondering for a moment, Mowenjie decided to give up and turned to leave the valley. The women saw him return unharmed and quickly gathered around him. Mowenjie laughed as he recounted his experiences in the valley, and everyone sighed in wonder at how the path of cultivation was filled with surprises and challenges.
Huang Linger and Qin Xiadie, upon hearing what Mowenjie said, were both very excited and enthusiastic. This was their chance, one they couldn't afford to miss. What exactly was a seven-colored spiritual fruit, and what effects did it have? Only by tasting it would they know the answer. Wenjie, just take us the few of us to take a look!
Mowenjie helplessly shook his head, "The phantom said that forcibly taking it would bring about a catastrophic disaster, and I can't let you all take such a risk." Huang Linger, however, was not to be dissuaded. She pulled at Mowenjie's arm in a coquettish manner, "Maybe that phantom is just scaring us. As long as we're careful, it should be fine." The other women echoed her sentiment. Mowenjie couldn't argue with them and had to agree to explore the valley again.
Entering the valley again, the restraining force seemed even stronger. The women clung tightly to Mowenjie's back, hardly daring to breathe. As they approached the spiritual tree, the phantom reappeared, its voice cold: "You greedy people, dare to come again." Mowenjie stepped forward and explained that he only wanted to know the effects of the seven-colored spiritual fruit and had no ill intent. The phantom was silent for a moment before slowly revealing that the seven-colored spiritual fruit was an ancient divine artifact, consuming it would instantly enhance one's cultivation for a hundred years. However, it must endure a lightning tribulation test for forty-nine days. The group was shocked and didn't know how to choose at that moment. Just then, the sky suddenly darkened, and streaks of lightning began to gather together as if sensing their greed.
Mowenjie whispered to himself, "Not good, it seems a crisis is about to arrive." Ling'er, Xiaodie, Yawen, Yu Ruo, Ding Yan, Yingying, hide yourselves; let me bear the forty-nine lightning tribulations!"
The women, though reluctant, knew that their own strength was not enough to withstand the thunderstorm, and they could only comply by hiding behind a large rock. Mowenjie took a deep breath, formed seals with his hands, and allowed the spiritual energy to surge through his body, preparing to face the thunderstorm. The first bolt of lightning descended like an angry silver snake straight towards Mowenjie, who roared and endured it with resilience, causing the ground beneath him to explode into a deep crater. The thunderstorm followed one after another, and Mowenjie began to feel exhausted, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. A leaf, a flower, a world; a dream, a realm, a life! A terrifying thunderstorm is an experience of rebirth through fire!
Just as the 48th bolt of thunder was about to fall, Mowenjie was on the verge of passing out, but he clenched his teeth and endured it. The last thunderbolt arrived with a terrifying force, and Mowenjie channeled all the remaining spiritual energy in his body to counter it. In an instant, a brilliant light shone, and when the light faded, Mowenjie stood up miraculously unscathed.
The phantom showed a hint of admiration and said, "You have commendable courage. I will grant you the seven-colored fruit as a reward. But remember, refrain from greed in the future." Mowenjie thanked the phantom and carried the seven-colored fruit towards the women. The women cheered joyfully, not only for obtaining the spiritual fruit but also for Mowenjie's courageousness and fearlessness.
As Mowenjie held the seven-colored fruit, preparing to meet up with his consorts, suddenly a ray of golden light blocked his path!
An old man with white hair stood in front of Mowenjie, the seven-colored fruit to me. What do you want, I can agree to it, if you don't want it, then don't blame me for being unfriendly. If I take something that doesn't belong to me, I will not give you any compensation!
Mowenjie looked at the white-haired old man and said, "Just you? Are you dreaming if you think you can take my stuff. Do you really not know your place? You've wasted so many years of your life, and now you want to take the seven-colored fruit? I've gone through the thunderstorm, and it doesn't matter to me that there were forty-nine thunderbolts. If you don't like it, come and take it!"
The white-haired old man, upon hearing this, turned pale and then green. He sneered coldly and quickly formed seals with his hands. You're too arrogant, young man! Today, I'll show you who you can't afford to offend. Your skills mean nothing to me. I'm going to teach you a lesson now so that you'll remember not to underestimate me!
Mowenjie's mouth curled into a dismissive smile, "Come on then, let's see who gives whom a lesson!" As he spoke, Mowenjie tucked the seven-colored fruit away in his storage space and drew the sword from his waist. As the sword was unsheathed, it released a cold, piercing light.
The white-haired old man launched the first attack, pushing out a powerful wave of spiritual energy with both palms. Mowenjie lightly tapped his foot, moving like lightning, sidestepping the attack and slashing out a sword qi with his sword. The sword qi roared past, aiming for the old man's face. The old man was surprised and didn't expect Mowenjie to be so agile. He hastily cast a spell to block it.
The two fought for several rounds in a flash, and the surrounding air seemed to be disturbed. Mowenjie became more audacious with each exchange, his spiritual energy flowing freely within him, with every move carrying great power. The old man, gradually finding himself outmatched, secretly regretted underestimating Mowenjie.
Suddenly, Mowenjie roared and leaped into the air, his sword blade flashing with brilliant light. He unleashed his strongest move, slicing down towards the old man. The old man was terrified and tried to dodge but it was too late. He could only grit his teeth and use all his strength to resist. There was a thunderous boom, and the old man was flung far away, lying on the ground in disgrace. Mowenjie sheathed his sword coldly and said, "Don't overestimate yourself in the future." After that, he walked towards the women.
Huang Linger, Qin Xiadie, and the others were shockingly overawed. Mowenjie had gone through the forty-nine thunderstorms, and his strength had improved so much. That was too incredible! If such an opportunity were to present itself several more times, wouldn't they have to follow him up to the third realm?
Xiao Ya Wen and Jiang Yu Ruo also nodded in agreement. Mowenjie's opportunities are truly enviable! We chose to follow him wisely! Ding Yan and Tuoba Ying Ying were even more overwhelmed with happiness, following him truly means a bright future for us!
Mowenjie walked up to the women and lightly raised his hand, signaling for everyone to follow. Following him, they arrived at a secluded valley where the spiritual energy was so thick that it almost solidified. Mowenjie smiled and said, "One day of cultivation here is equivalent to several months outside. You should practice hard here." Upon hearing this, the women were overjoyed and quickly found a place to sit down and begin absorbing the spiritual energy.
Mowenjie stood alone in the center of the valley, well aware that though he had gained immense power from this opportunity, his path ahead was still fraught with challenges. Suddenly, the sky darkened with ominous clouds, and a massive crack slowly opened, emanating a steady wave of oppression. Mowenjie's eyes narrowed as he realized this was the gaze of a stronger cultivator from a higher realm, no doubt drawn by his rapid growth. Yet he showed no fear, clenching the sword in his hand and thinking that if enemies were to attack, he would fight fiercely, even if he were to lose. He would never allow any harm to come to the women behind him. The women sensed the oddness and ceased their cultivation to gather around him as well. Their eyes were filled with worry but also unyielding determination; with Mowenjie by their side, they would not shrink from any danger.
A voice came from the sky, "Young man, don't think that you have some strength and can come here to do as you please. This is not a place for you. Leave quickly or face the consequences!"
