"Mor Wenjie led his disciples to continue exploring forward."
Cao Chunling gently turned her head, her beautiful eyes raised slightly, her gaze fell on the tall figure beside her—exactly the husband she deeply loved, Mo Wenjie. She saw him close his eyes tightly and focus on practicing with all his heart, emitting a strong but restrained aura around him.
Cao Chunling was filled with joy and anticipation, and she softly said, "Dear husband, with such diligence and perseverance in our cultivation, I'm sure it won't be long before we break through to the fifth level." With that said, she couldn't help but recall the countless moments they had shared together from getting to know each other to loving and staying together—each moment shining like a bright star in her heart.
"Yes, my wife," Mo Wenjie slowly opened his eyes, gently looked at Cao Chunling, and a faint smile appeared on his lips, "With you by my side, I believe we will be able to achieve our goals soon. To have you by my side is truly a great blessing."
Hearing her husband's heartfelt words, Cao Chunling's fair face flushed with two clouds of red, and she shyly lowered her head. But in her heart, it was as sweet as honey. She silently praised herself for being able to meet such an outstanding and loving man in this life and to be married to him, walking together on the path of cultivation.
At this moment, the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly fluctuated violently. Mo Wenjie's expression became stern, and he protected Cao Chunling behind him. A black figure shot out from the shadows, revealing a male sorcerer of the Dark Arts. "Humph, you two lovebirds showing off your affection here, it's really annoying. Today, I will send you both to an early grave," said the black figure coldly.
Mo Wenjie snorted coldly, "Evil magic path, do not dare to be arrogant." After that, he summoned his treasure and fought against the dark arts practitioner. Cao Chunling also didn't show weakness, she used magic to assist Mo Wenjie from the side. The dark arts practitioner was powerful, for a while, he was in a deadlock with Mo Wenjie. However, Mo Wenjie and Cao Chunling were in perfect harmony, and they gradually took the upper hand.
The dark arts practitioner, seeing the situation was not good, took out a malevolent artifact and released a burst of black smoke. Taking advantage of the mist, he tried to escape. How could Mo Wenjie let him go? Breaking through the black smoke and chasing after him, he thrust his sword at the dark arts practitioner. The practitioner couldn't dodge in time and was struck at a vital point. He groaned in pain before falling to the ground and dying.
Mo Wenjie returned to Cao Chunling's side, and they looked at each other and smiled. After this battle, they cherished the time they spent cultivation together even more and walked hand in hand towards higher realms.
Cao Chunling tightly held Mo Wenjie's wide and warm hand, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of urgency. She softly said, "Dear husband, let's hurry up and go back! Otherwise, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yuwen, and Xiao Ayi will worry about us so much!" As she spoke, she gently shook Mo Wenjie's arm, as if she were a spoiled little girl.
Mo Wenjie nodded indulgently, and the two sped up to return. As they approached their residence, they heard frantic shouts coming from inside. They looked at each other and rushed in. Inside the room, chaos ensued; Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yuwen, and Xiao Ayi were trapped in a spiritual barrier unable to move. A strange old man stood by the side with a sinister gaze.
"Who are you? Why did you trap my wife?" Mo Wenjie roared in anger.
"Humph, you killed my apprentice. Today, I will make you taste the pain of losing your loved ones." The old man gritted his teeth and said. It turned out that the dead dark arts practitioner was his apprentice.
Mo Wenjie showed no fear, "Your apprentice committed many evils and deserves to die. If you leave now, I will spare your life."
The old man was enraged and attacked directly. Mo Wenjie repelled him with all his might, while Cao Chunling tried to break through the barrier to save the three. After a fierce battle, Mo Wenjie found an opening in the old man's defense and dealt him a fatal blow.
At that moment, Cao Chunling's hands kept sealing spells and she murmured under her breath. As the light shone brightly from her body, the barrier that was once unbreakable began to show cracks. In the end, it burst into pieces with a loud "boom".
Seeing this, the old man, who had been fighting the crowd, changed his expression dramatically. He knew that he was no match for them and, without hesitation, transformed into a beam of light to escape. However, how could the group allow him to escape so easily? They all unleashed their respective abilities and magic spells, creating a dense net of various lights that enveloped and trapped the old man within it.
The old man tried to break through the net, but he couldn't escape. In the end, he sighed helplessly and gave up resistance, disappearing into the distance in the sky.
After the old man left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Joy after escaping from danger flooded their hearts, and they hugged each other one after another, laughing and crying with joy. Tears flowed down their cheeks and fell to the ground, as if telling the hardships and dangers they had encountered over the past time.
After this life-and-death test, they deeply understood a truth: in this realm of cultivation filled with mystery and danger, crises are everywhere. A moment of carelessness could lead to an irreparable abyss. However, as long as they can unite and work together, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome. No matter how powerful the enemies or how arduous the challenges, they will surely overcome them and emerge victorious!
Mo Wenjie quietly gazed at the Huang Ling'er and the others in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but admiration them secretly. After a long period of hard training and constant refining, each of them had significantly improved their cultivation, reaching a new peak!
Jiang Yuwen's figure was graceful and elegant, like a blooming delicate flower, her swordsmanship was fierce yet agile, each stroke carried an invisible pressure; Xiao Ayi stood out with his profound and mysterious cultivation foundation; Ding Yan was agile with swift movements and light steps, excelling in using flexible combat techniques to gain the upper hand; Tuoba Yingying was bold and unrestrained, wielding a whip that seemed like a ferocious dragon whipping through the air; Qin Xiaodi was quick-witted and intelligent, her skill with hidden weapons was unparalleled; Cao Chunling was known for her calmness and stability, her fists were powerful and each move exuded a sense of dignity.
The seven women each had their own unique traits and were truly outstanding in their own right, making it impossible to determine who was better than the other. Mo Wenjie knew that in the journey ahead, they would surely become his formidable partners and reliable comrades-in-arms.
Mo Wenjie looked around at his disciples and spoke with determination, "Although we have resolved this crisis, we must also work harder to improve our strength. I have heard that there are spiritual creatures emerging in the Mist Valley, which are said to significantly enhance spiritual power. Let us explore together." The women happily agreed.
Upon arriving at the Mist Valley, thick fog enveloped the area, exuding an eerie atmosphere. Mo Wenjie took the lead to explore the path, with the women following closely. Suddenly, the ground collapsed, and everyone fell into an ancient tomb. The tomb was filled with glowing symbols, suggesting powerful restrictions.
As the group cautiously advanced, a huge robotic beast suddenly awoke. It emitted an ancient aura and had terrifying attacking power. Mo Wenjie was the first to charge towards the robotic beast, using his most powerful techniques against it head-on. The women also quickly spread out, each using their unique skills to either disrupt the robot's vision or search for its weaknesses.
Cao Chunling noticed the robot's weak points in its joints and shouted out the information. Mo Wenjie understood and concentrated his power to attack the joint. After a hard battle, they finally broke the robot, and as it turned to dust, a spirit pearl emitting a dim light appeared.
Mo Wenjie carefully extended his hands, gently removing the radiant spirit pearl from the mysterious and ancient treasure box. Gazing at the spirit pearl in his hand, feeling the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations within, a sense of grandeur surged through him: "With this spirit pearl as our aid, we will surely soar like a tiger with wings, taking our strength to an even higher level!"
Upon hearing Mo Wenjie's words, the faces of everyone else lit up with hopeful and expectant smiles. As if they had already seen their future selves, with the help of this spirit pearl's power, they could break through countless obstacles and difficulties on the path of cultivation, moving further and higher on their journey.
A glint of determination shone in each of their eyes, and they exchanged glances, conveying trust and encouragement to one another. At this moment, they were fully prepared, with hearts brimming with anticipation and courage, ready to embark on the next segment of their spiritual cultivation journey—an unknown yet exhilarating adventure.
The group continued to explore deeper into the underground palace. Soon, they came upon a stone door, adorned with arcane and unreadable inscriptions.
Mo Wenjie stepped forward to examine the stone door closely, attempting to infuse his spiritual energy. The inscriptions on the door flickered a few times but remained motionless. The women gathered around him, offering their suggestions.
Huang Ling'er suggested that they combine their spiritual energy into a single point to try. Following her advice, they all gathered their powers, and through their combined efforts, the stone door slowly opened. Inside, a sudden burst of golden light emerged, revealing a golden lotus platform. On top of the platform lay an ancient-looking scroll with an aura of antiquity emanating from it.
Mo Wenjie felt that this object was extraordinary, but when he approached the lotus platform, it triggered a mechanism, and countless arrows shot towards him. Jiang Yuwen wielded her sword, creating a swirling arc of shadows that intercepted most of the arrows.
Mo Wenjie seized the opportunity to leap in front of the lotus platform, reaching out to grab the scroll. In an instant, all attacks ceased. Flipping open the scroll, it was revealed that it contained a forgotten cultivation formation. The group was thrilled and decided to study it on the spot. Following the instructions on the scroll, they set up the formation and began practicing. With the spirit pearl and formation's dual reinforcement, their spiritual energy surged wildly around them, and their strength soared rapidly.
After a long and arduous period of cultivation, Mo Wenjie slowly opened his eyes, feeling the surging spiritual energy within him and a satisfied smile spreading across his face. Rising to his feet, he looked around at his companions who had also finished their cultivation and were excited, and he shouted out loud, "Fellow cultivators! With our greatly enhanced strength now, what is there in the vast and boundless realm of cultivation to fear?"
After hearing Mo Wenjie's words, the group first stared in shock, and then they exchanged glances before erupting into a row of hearty laughter. The laughter echoed throughout the underground palace, as if it were about to break through the heavy rock above and reach the sky.
At this moment, an unprecedented confidence and ambition surged within the hearts of each one. They recalled the countless trials and tribulations they had faced, as well as the formidable foes that had once suffocated them. But now, none of those would hold them back any longer.
Thus, the group walked with firm and powerful steps, carrying a full heart of achievements, hopes, and determination. They walked out of the mysterious and ancient tomb resolutely, their faces shining in the sunlight like those of warriors about to embark on a campaign.
What awaited them ahead was a new adventure. Perhaps there would be more unknown challenges and dangers, but at this moment, no one hesitated or feared. They understood that as long as they remained united and pressed forward bravely, nothing could stop their determined march forward.
