Mo Wenjie stood in place, his gaze fixed firmly on the three figures in front of him. He was beaming with an incredible brightness, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of surprise and joy, as if the entire world had become brighter due to the appearance of these three people.
These three were not ordinary people. They were all highly respected and admired teachers. As Mo Wenjie watched them approach step by step, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up. A surge of uncontrollable excitement welled up inside him. This excitement was not due to material or external rewards, but from the genuine joy of seeing their masters safe and sound.
At this moment, all words seemed pale and powerless, unable to convey the complex and intense emotions deep within Mo Wenjie's heart. He simply gazed at his teachers silently, allowing the excitement to surge through him like a tide, immersing himself in the precious happiness that came so rarely.
Li Hongsheng, Duan Luochen, and Meng Feilong stood together, their gazes all directed towards Mo Wenjie and a group of women standing in front of them, not far away. Mo Wenjie was surrounded by Huang Ling'er, Jiang YuRou, Xiao AyWen, Ding Yan, Tuo YaYing, Qin XiaDuo and Cao ChunLing, as if they were all holding him up in the air like stars. Each of them was beaming with a brilliant smile, as if they were flowers blooming in spring, beautiful and alluring.
Li Hongsheng's lips curved upwards slightly, and excitement shimmered in his eyes. He mused to himself, "It is truly a rare sight to have so many fair ladies gathered in one place!" Duan Luochen folded his arms across his chest, watching the scene with interest. He couldn't help but marvel at the uniqueness of these women. Some were gentle like water, some were lively and playful, some were cold and aristocratic... Meng Feilong was so excited that his heart was pounding fast. He watched each woman intently, already thinking about how many children they would have with Mo Wenjie. At this moment, their joy in their hearts was like a raging tide, wave after wave hitting their hearts' barriers. They were on the verge of being unable to control their inner emotions.
Li Hongsheng smiled, but his eyes held a glint of cunning and jest. He broke the silence first, saying, "Wenjie, you really need to step it up! Look at all these beauties surrounding you, and yet not a single child has been conceived between you two. Is it because of your lack of ability, or is it the will of heaven? I say, you better get cracking on that right away, or else us three old guys will have nothing to do all day long. We'll just keep pestering you every day!" He even winked at the other two deliberately, which prompted them to burst into laughter as well.
Upon hearing these words, Huang Ling'er, Jiang YuRou, Xiao AyWen, Ding Yan, Tuo YaYing, Qin XiaDuo and Cao ChunLing all turned their gaze towards Mo Wenjie. These one by one eyes shone bright like spotlights, fixing onto him as if he were the center of attention for the entire scene.
At this moment, Mo Wenjie felt uncomfortable all over. A new and unfamiliar embarrassment crept into his heart. He silently lamented to himself: How could a man like me lose face in front of these women? But the current situation really had him at a loss for what to do next.
Unconsciously, he dropped his head, too shy to meet the scrutinizing glances. He was inwardly frustrated, wondering what he could have said to bring about such a situation. And the women seemed determined not to let him off the hook, still fixating on him as if they were trying to pierce through his deepest thoughts.
Mo Wenjie took a deep breath, lifted his head, glanced at everyone, and said in a composed manner: "Masters, please don't rush. This matter depends on fate and cannot be forced." Li Hongsheng raised an eyebrow playfully and teased: "Fate? I think you're just not proactive enough."
Mo Wenjie scratched his head, about to argue, but Huang Ling'er spoke up beside him: "Masters, we have been trying, but the time has not yet come." With her words, all the women blushed, and Mo Wenjie widened his eyes in surprise at her. Li Hongsheng and the others first hesitated and then burst into laughter.
Meng Feilong patted Mo Wenjie's shoulder and said, "Since it's like that, we might as well be patient. However, Mo Wenjie, you cannot let these girls down." Mo Wenjie nodded eagerly in agreement. Just then, a strange light flashed across the sky, causing everyone's faces to change and realizing there was an abnormal situation occurring.
Mo Wenjie immediately composed himself, saying seriously: "Masters, sisters, it seems that we have some business to take care of. Let's put this matter aside for now." Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement and set off together towards the bright light, dissipating the previous awkward atmosphere.
The group arrived at the source of the light and found a transmission array that emitted a faintly azure glow. Mo Wenjie approached to inspect it, his brow furrowed, "This array has an evil aura, everyone be cautious."
The three masters also approached, Li Hongsheng reached out to feel it, "This is the artifact of a demon cult, does the demon cult intend to disturb the world again?"
Before the words had fallen, a group of demon soldiers emerged from the transmission array. Mo Wenjie shouted loudly, charging forward first and swung his spiritual sword, cutting down several demon soldiers. The women also showed no sign of weakness, each using their magical arts to join the battle.
Huang Ling'er summoned a spark of divine fire to burn the demon soldiers; Jiang YuRou waved a silk ribbon to bind the enemies. For a while, the battle was intense.
However, the demon soldiers kept coming, and Mo Wenjie felt a bit overwhelmed. At this moment, Meng Feilong shouted: "Wenjie, let's join forces to break the array and cut off its source!"
Mo Wenjie understood and together with the three masters, they unleashed powerful incantations and rushed towards the core of the transmission array. After a round of fierce assault, the array's glow dimmed, and the demon soldiers began to vanish.
The crowd let out a sigh of relief, and their tensed nerves finally relaxed slightly. However, Mo Wenjie dare not relax at all. He wiped away the fine sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and looked worried in his eyes.
"According to my opinion, the treacherous demons will never give up so easily! They must be waiting for the chance to strike again. We must further strengthen our defense!" Mo Wenjie said seriously with a grave face.
Upon hearing his words, everyone nodded in agreement, and the atmosphere, which had just relaxed, instantly turned tense and oppressive once more. A heavy weight seemed to rest on everyone's hearts, like a massive stone. They all knew that facing the ferocious demons, any slight carelessness could lead to an irredeemable fate, so no one dared to be complacent.
Only Mo Wenjie stood front and center with a serious expression on his face. Behind him, people were lined up in an orderly manner, including Huang Ling'er, Jiang YuRou, Xiao AyWen, Ding Yan, Tuo YaYing, Qin XiaDuo, and Cao ChunLing. Each of them was clad in plain white robes and had a solemn and reverent expression on their faces.
With the command given, everyone bent their waist and bowed deeply to their teachers. This bow was filled with gratitude for the years of careful teaching by their masters, as well as the traditional virtue of respecting and honoring teachers.
Mo Wenjie's bow was the most standard and proper, with a slight bow of his head, his hands pressing against the sides of his thighs, and his body leaning forward at a 90-degree angle. Huang Ling'er smiled warmly, her eyes conveying her love and respect for her masters; Jiang YuRou's posture was elegant and generous; Xiao AyWen's expression was focused, as if all her thoughts were poured into this gesture; Ding Yan seemed a bit nervous but still tried to maintain the correctness of her posture; Tuo YaYing, though from an ethnic minority background, also followed local customs and respectfully saluted; Qin XiaDuo, being young, was careful in completing each movement seriously; while Cao ChunLing appeared composed and reserved, her bow was simple but filled with deep respect.
The entire scene was immersed in a sense of gravity and reverence, as if time had frozen in that moment. Silence prevailed everywhere, with only the rustling sound of leaves caused by the gentle breeze, lightly touching people's hearts. Everyone present was serious in their expressions and focused on this heart-touching scene.
At that moment, the four master and disciple stood opposite each other. Their silhouettes were especially dignified and sacred under the sunlight. The master nodded slightly, a smile of satisfaction and love spread across his face; the disciple bowed deeply with utmost respect. This seemingly simple gesture contained boundless meaning and emotions. It not only represented the disciple's gratitude for his master's years of meticulous teaching and generous sharing, but also showcased the profound, father-like bond between master and disciple.
As the disciple rose, the master gently extended his hand and patted his shoulder, his eyes filled with encouragement and expectation. At that moment, words were unnecessary; the master and disciple shared a profound connection in their hearts. All emotions were conveyed without a word. This bond was like a spring in the mountains, crystal clear and flowing from a distant source, touching everyone who witnessed it.
Just as everyone was immersed in this warm moment, strange red light appeared in the sky. Mo Wenjie's vigilance immediately caught sight of it and said, "It seems that the demon cult has new intentions. We must be prepared." The others quickly adjusted their state of mind, ready for battle.
The giant, foreboding black castle came into view within the red light, its ominous aura enveloping everyone. Mo Wenjie gripped his spiritual sword tightly, "This time we must strike straight at the demon cult's lair." The three masters nodded in agreement and led the group toward the castle.
As they approached the castle, the demon cult had set numerous barriers. Mo Wenjie attempted to break them, but was struck by a backlash of magic. Huang Ling'er hurried to support him and used her spiritual power to heal him. The other women also worked together to counter the demon cult's surprise attacks.
At a critical moment, Li Hongsheng took out a magical artifact and broke through one of the barriers forcefully. Everyone else followed the opportunity to rush into the castle's interior. Inside, there were many demon shadows, and battle erupted immediately. Mo Wenjie discovered that the demon cultists were holding an evil ritual, and its consequences would be unimaginable if successful. Without hesitation, he charged towards the center of the ritual, followed closely by everyone else. After a fierce battle, they finally destroyed the ritual. The demon cultists saw that they had no chance and fled in all directions. Although exhausted, Mo Wenjie and his companions felt accomplished and their belief in protecting the world became even stronger after this victory.
