"Mother Goddess Wang did not expect this small cultivator to dare to attack on his own, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face. However, as the Supreme of the Heavenly Court, he quickly dodged the fierce sword energy with a casual step. Then, Wang Mother Goddess formed a seal with her hands and muttered incantations. Countless golden magical formations flew towards Mo Wenjie and the others."
"Seeing the cultivators around Mo Wenjie activating defensive spells, their various lights intertwining, Mo Wenjie did not retreat but advanced. He channeled all his spiritual power into the precious sword in his hand. The sword's blade shone brightly instantly. His figure vanished and reappeared suddenly behind the Goddess Wang, raising his sword to strike."
Goddess Wang felt a surge of wind coming from behind, and her hair at the back of her head fluttered. She turned sharply with a glimpse of frosty light in her eyes, releasing an invisible force that struck Mo Wenjie and sent him flying.
Mo Wenjie fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood. However, his eyes remained firm. Struggling to stand up, he was joined by the others who shouted loudly and charged towards Goddess Wang once again, indicating that a more intense battle was about to unfold.
Suddenly, Goddess Wang's previously elegant and graceful face darkened drastically. Her beautiful eyes flashed with fiery fury, as if she intended to consume the small cultivators before her who were ignorant of the vast world. "Hmph!" She sneered coldly, and her voice resounded like a thunderous explosion in the air, causing everyone around to feel their eardrums burn.
"You insignificant ants, dare you so brazenly challenge the dignity of the Mother Goddess! Again and again, you truly do not know fear! Do you think that the Mother Goddess will always tolerate your impudence?" The Mother Goddess glared fiercely, her tone cold and stern, instilling a chill in everyone's heart.
She emitted a powerful aura that was like a towering mountain pressing down on Mo Wenjie and the other girls, including Huang Linger. Under this terrifying pressure, Jiang Yuru, Xiao Aywen, Ding Yan, Tuo Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, and Jin Chongxian all looked pale and weak in the knees, almost unable to stand. However, the Mother Goddess had no mercy in her heart. Her only thought was that she needed to give these daring people a good lesson and make them understand that who was the true master in the Six Realms!
Just as the girls felt they were about to collapse, a warm male voice rang out: "Mother Goddess Wang, why so angry?" A white-robed man approached slowly, and with each step he took, a lotus blossom sprouted beneath his feet.
The Mother Goddess saw the person approaching and her brows furrowed slightly, "Emperor, this matter has nothing to do with you, so don't meddle in our affairs." It turned out that the person was Emperor Donghua. The Emperor smiled slightly, "Although these young ones have offended the Empress, considering their youthful ignorance, I beg Your Majesty to show leniency."
The Mother Goddess sneered coldly, "If we let them off today, will the heaven not become chaotic in the future?" The Emperor held his chest with both hands and said, "I see that these several people have remarkable talent. If guided properly, they might serve the heaven. The Mother Goddess scoffed, "These worms could be of any use." At this moment, Mo Wenjie, who was enduring pain from his injuries, spoke up: "We simply cannot stand your haughty attitude and your bullying of the weak. Niulang and ZhiNu love each other sincerely. Why do you want to tear them apart?"
Upon hearing this, the Mother Goddess became even more angry. The Emperor hurried to stop her and whispered to Mo Wenjie in secret, indicating that he should not provoke the Mother Goddess any further. Then, the Emperor continued to persuade the Mother Goddess. Finally, out of respect for the Emperor, she let go of her pressure, though she warned everyone not to do it again or face severe punishment. Everyone let out a sigh of relief, and the crisis was temporarily resolved.
Mo Wenjie and the others bowed to the Emperor in gratitude. The crowd left the Mother Goddess' side and Mo Wenjie turned to his disciples and said, "Thanks to the Emperor this time, but we can't just let it go like that." Everyone nodded in agreement.
Mo Wenjie decided to seek a treasure or an immortal technique that could change the regulations of the heavenly court. After much inquiry, he learned that there was a scroll called "Record of Changes in the Heavenly Regulations" in an ancient relic.
Thus, the group set off on a journey to explore. Along the way, they encountered numerous dangers and defeated many guardian beasts. Eventually, they reached the depths of the ruins and found the "Record of Changes in the Heavenly Regulations." As Mo Wenjie reached out to take it, a sudden burst of light flashed, and a mysterious old man appeared.
The old man with snowy white hair and vigorous spirit spoke slowly, "Young man, the immortal technique in front of you is not an ordinary thing. It will be difficult to take it away, and one must first pass through the numerous trials I have set up." After speaking, his deep and piercing eyes stared intently at the young man named Mo Wenjie in front of him.
In the face of the old man's demands, Mo Wenjie showed no hesitation or retreat, but instead nodded resolutely to accept them. He knew that this opportunity was rare, and if he could successfully obtain this mysterious immortal technique manual, he might really be able to fulfill his long-standing wish—to change many of the unreasonable rules within the heavenly court.
And then, the old man began to test Mo Wenjie with questions. These questions covered many aspects, including astronomy and geography, divination, and various profound Taoist techniques. The difficulty was high. However, Mo Wenjie did not scare from these difficult problems. On the contrary, he fully utilized his extraordinary wisdom and bravery, calmly thinking of countermeasures, and gave answers that the old man was quite satisfied with.
As time went by, Mo Wenjie showed increasingly remarkable performance and overcame difficulties one after another. Finally, when he perfectly answered the last question, the old man's face lit up with a relieved smile, nodding frequently to show his approval. Then, he gently lifted his hand and handed the precious "Record of Changes in the Heavenly Regulations" to Mo Wenjie.
With a heart brimming with excitement, Mo Wenjie took the immortal technique manual from the mysterious person's hand, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world. His hands trembled slightly, as if the thin book was a thousand pounds heavy.
He took a deep breath to calm the surging emotions within him, and then slowly and carefully opened the manuscript. As the pages turned, an ancient and mysterious aura gushed out like a spring, embracing him. This aura was filled with the deposit of time and endless secrets, making people unable to resist its charm.
At this moment, Mo Wenjie's eyes were fixed on the yellowed pages with an intense gaze. His eyes shone with a burning light, and his heart was filled with boundless hope and yearning, as if he had already imagined the magnificent scene where he relied on this manual to become a immortal, possessing unparalleled powers.
"I must study this book with all my heart!" Mo Wenjie decided to himself, "As long as I persevere, I will definitely grasp the powerful force that can change heaven and earth from it. By then, the unreasonable rules in the heavenly court will be completely changed under my efforts, restoring a fair and just, free and peaceful environment to the Immortal Realm!"
As Mo Wenjie thought about this, a confident smile crept up his lips, and he radiated a sense of unparalleled momentum.
Mo Wenjie couldn't wait to start studying the "Record of Changes in the Heavenly Regulations." As he delved deeper into it, he found the spiritual techniques inside to be extremely obscure and difficult to understand, requiring extraordinary insight and a strong foundation in spiritual power. However, he showed no signs of giving up. He studied day and night, with his disciples helping him by protecting him and discussing together.
One day, Mo Wenjie seemed to have gained some understanding and tried to practice the immortal techniques as described in the book. Instantly, the surrounding spiritual energy surged wildly, forming a huge spiritual vortex. Mo Wenjie's body bore an immense pressure, and sweat dripped down his forehead in streams.
Just as he was about to struggle to hold on, a warm flow of energy rose from within him. It was his disciples who were transmitting their spiritual power to him, helping him stabilize the immortal technique. In the end, Mo Wenjie successfully performed it, and the power of the technique was beyond imagination. The surrounding space twisted and distorted.
Mo Wenjie took a deep breath, realizing that he was getting closer and closer to changing the ancient and rigid rules of the heavenly court. He clenched his fists tightly, the tendons on his arms bulging, as if he were gathering all of his strength into that one grip.
He raised his head, looking beyond the layers of clouds and mist, towards the faint and elusive presence in the distance at the end of the sky - the heavenly court. The legendary heaven, high above and ruling over all things in the world, but its rules had long since become rigid and decayed, restricting the freedom and development of countless beings.
"Wait!" Mo Wenjie whispered, his voice light yet filled with endless determination and strength. His gaze burned with a fiery intensity and unwavering resolve, unflinchingly staring in the direction of the heavenly court.
The few disciples standing beside him at this moment were also full of excitement and anticipation. They shared the same aspirations as Mo Wenjie, embarking on this arduous and perilous path together to break the old rules of the heavenly court and create a new world.
The breeze swept by, ruffling their hair, but their hearts were more serene and focused than ever before. For they knew that as long as they persevered, one day they would realize their aspirations and make the entire heavenly court, and even the world itself, renewed.
Mo Wenjie continued to diligently practice the immortal techniques from the "Record of Changes in the Heavenly Regulations," and his disciples also cultivated and enhanced their abilities. As Mo Wenjie became increasingly skilled in the techniques, they decided to challenge the authority of the heavenly court once more.
Mo Wenjie led his disciples to the entrance of the Immortal Pool Hall, and the gatekeeper of the hall was alarmed, quickly reporting it. The Mother Goddess heard this and was enraged, issuing an order for the heavenly soldiers and generals to be prepared for battle.
Mo Wenjie showed no fear, holding his treasure and using his immortal techniques, he charged into the ranks of the heavenly soldiers and generals. His disciples followed closely, and both sides immediately engaged in battle. Mo Wenjie broke through the defense line with unique immortal techniques from the "Record of Changes in the Heavenly Regulations," advancing straight towards the palace of the Mother Goddess.
The Mother Goddess personally stepped in to confront Mo Wenjie. Mo Wenjie spoke passionately about the shortcomings of the old regulations in the heavenly court, requesting that she reform them. However, the Mother Goddess held that the laws of ancestors cannot be discarded.
Just as the battle was at a stalemate, the Eastward Emperor appeared to assist. He advised the Jade Emperor to consider Mo Wenjie's proposal and adapt to the changing times. The Mother Goddess thought for a long time before finally agreeing to re-examine the regulations of the heavenly court. Mo Wenjie and his disciples smiled at each other, knowing that they were one step closer to their goal.
