On a bright and sunny day, Mao Wenjie, accompanied by a group of lovely and distinct women - Ding Qingyao, Huang Lingr, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodi and Cao Chunling - set off on their journey to the mystical realm of Lingxu. Leading them forward was an esteemed and revered old man with a spirit of immortality.
With both tension and excitement, the crowd followed the old man as they slowly stepped into the entrance of Lingxu Realm. The entrance was shrouded in mist, resembling a passage to another world. As they approached step by step, a refreshing aura of spiritual energy greeted them, leaving them feeling refreshed and contented.
Walking at the front, the elderly man had sturdy steps and held a cane in his hand, whose tip shone with strange light. He occasionally turned his head to look at the crowd behind him, reminding them to pay attention to their feet. Mo Wenjie followed closely behind the old man, looking around curiously in all directions. And the other women also walked carefully, afraid of getting lost in this mysterious place by accident.
Ding Qingyao's slender figure danced gracefully, her light steps like that of a flitting goddess; Huang Lingr was lively and adorable, chattering incessantly along the way; Jiang Yurou's beautiful eyes moved, observing the changes in her surroundings from time to time; Xiao Yawen was quiet and composed, always maintaining alertness; Ding Yan was cheerful and outgoing, with a radiant smile on her face; Tuoba Yingying was vigorous and noble, exuding a unique charm; Qin Xiaodi was small and charming, like a nimble butterfly; Cao Chunling was gentle and elegant, giving off an approachable vibe.
Thus, led by the old man, the group ventured deeper into the realm of Lingxu, eagerly anticipating what kind of wonderful adventure awaited them.
Having just stepped into the deeper reaches of Lingxu Realm, the scenery around them suddenly changed. The original clouds and mist had transformed into brilliant light mist, and various strange-looking spiritual plants emitted dazzling light. The old man pointed to a large spiritual flower with his cane and said, "This is the Dreamlike Spiritual Flower. If you touch its pollen, you will fall into a dream." As soon as he finished speaking, a gentle breeze blew across, and the pollen started floating towards the crowd.
Mo Wenjie quickly activated his spiritual power to defend himself, but Huang Lingr was too slow and inhaled a small amount. Instantly, her eyes became unfocused, and she shouted that she saw terrifying monsters. Mo Wenjie hurriedly rushed forward to hug her and stabilize her spirit.
At this moment, the ground began to tremble, and a huge spiritual rhinoceros charged out. The old man formed hand seals with both hands and shot a ray of golden light towards the rhinoceros, which only caused it to pause momentarily. The women all cast spells to attack, and for a moment, spiritual lights flickered.
Mo Wenjie injected a small amount of spiritual power into Huang Lingr's body to help her regain consciousness. After regaining her senses, Huang Lingr immediately joined the battle, summoning a ring of spiritual fire around the rhinoceros. With everyone working together, they finally managed to drive the rhinoceros back. After this encounter, everyone became more cautious and realized that there were dangers lurking around every corner in the realm of Lingxu. However, their desire to explore this mysterious place only grew stronger in their hearts.
After taking a brief rest, the group continued their journey. Not far ahead, they heard a soft trickling sound of water. Following the sound, they discovered a spiritual river emitting an ethereal blue glow. There seemed to be something moving in the river, occasionally creating silver ripples.
The old man warned, "These spiritual fish in the river may seem harmless, but they are actually ferocious. If bitten, they can suck away a considerable amount of one's spiritual power."
As they were speaking, several spiritual fish leaped out of the water, opening their mouths filled with sharp teeth and rushing towards the group. Mo Wenjie acted first, pushing out a spiritual power barrier with both hands. The other women also used various methods, Jiang Yurou waving her sleeves to release several ice needles, and Ding Qingyao throwing out a silk ribbon to bind several of the fish. However, the fish were numerous and kept attacking their defense line.
At this moment, Xiao Yawen, who had been quietly observing, noticed that there were strange runes carved on a stone by the riverbank. After carefully studying them, she followed the runes' guidance and helped form an array with the group. The array activated and emitted a powerful suction force, trapping the spiritual fish into the array. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued their journey around the spiritual river as they moved forward. In the distance, faintly melodious flute music could be heard as if calling out to them. With curiosity filling their hearts, they exchanged glances and headed in the direction of the music's source.
As they drew closer, the flute music grew clearer, as if it had a magic that tugged at the hearts of everyone. When they passed through a dense spiritual forest, an ancient pavilion appeared before their eyes. The pavilion emitted a soft glow, and it was from within the pavilion that the flute music was emanating.
As the group entered the pavilion, they saw a white-clad youth sitting in the center playing a flute. The youth's face was incredibly handsome, and his demeanor was extraordinary. The old man approached with great respect and asked, "Master, what is the reason for your flute call?" The youth put down his flute and slowly opened his mouth: "I am the guardian of this place. Since you have passed all the tests ahead and have a chance to enter this pavilion, you have a connection with me. There is a spiritual fruit within this pavilion. Those who consume it can greatly improve their spiritual power." Upon hearing this, everyone's faces lit up with excitement.
However, the youth continued, "But to retrieve the spiritual fruit is not an easy task. It requires one person to stay and guard the Lingxu Realm for a hundred years." The group exchanged glances, hesitating for a moment. Mo Wenjie pondered for a while before stepping forward to express his willingness to take on the responsibility. Although the women were reluctant, they also admired his righteousness.
Mo Wenjie walked towards the youth, who waved his hand and a portal of light appeared, within which was the spiritual fruit shining with an unusual glow. After Mo Wenjie swallowed the spiritual fruit, he felt a surge of spiritual power throughout his body. He turned around and walked determinedly towards his post as guardian, while the rest left the realm of Lingxu with gratitude and sadness.
Mo Wenjie stood on his post, full of ambition at first. But after a dozen days, the feeling of loneliness slowly consumed him. Those days passed, and the Lingxu Realm remained peaceful. One day, while Mo Wenjie was patrolling, suddenly the sky darkened with ominous clouds, and an aura of evil spread. It turned out that a dark cultivator who had once been sealed deep within this place was about to break through the seal. Mo Wenjie faced it alone, his spiritual power operating at full force. Despite the powerful power from the Lingxu Fruit, the strength of the dark cultivator far exceeded his imagination. Just as Mo Wenjie was about to give up, he heard a familiar flute sound. The white-clad youth appeared again; it turned out he had been watching in secret all along. Together, they worked to reinforce the seal once more, temporarily trapping the dark cultivator inside. The white-clad youth admired Mo Wenjie's steadfastness and gave him an inscribed jade tablet for communication. Through the jade tablet, Mo Wenjie contacted his former companions. Upon hearing of his distress, they came without hesitation to help despite the dangers. They brought along many treasured artifacts and elixirs. Deciding to protect Lingxu Realm together, they vowed to prevent any further disturbances by the dark cultivator.
Since then, they had clarified their respective roles and worked closely together. Mo Wenjie willingly took on the important task of daily patrols, tirelessly traveling throughout the Lingxu Realm, keeping watch for any potential abnormal situations or potential threats.
Meanwhile, the numerous women worked together to begin setting up a powerful array barrier. Using their respective profound cultivation and exquisite skills, they skillfully employed various rare materials and mysterious runes, meticulously constructing layer upon layer of impregnable defensive barriers imbued with boundless spiritual power.
Time slips away, and years pass in a flash. After a long period of time, under their unwavering efforts and protection, the Lingxu Realm gradually transformed into an idyllic paradise brimming with peace and tranquility. Here, the mountains are clear and the waters are pure, teeming with spiritual energy that attracts countless beings to thrive and multiply within its bounds.
Their heroic deeds and legendary experiences, like the brilliant stars in the sky at night, spread far and wide across the cultivation world. People's admiration for them was like an endless river, passing down from mouth to mouth as they told how they overcame countless obstacles and guarded this sacred land. These legends not only inspired the courage of those who came after them but also added a touch of mystery and longing to the Lingxu Realm.
In that mysterious and beautiful Lingxu Realm, Mo Wenjie, along with Ding Qingya, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiadie, and Cao Chunling et al., jointly took up the responsibility of guarding this realm of immortality.
Every morning when the first rays of sunlight touched down on the Lingxu Realm, Mo Wenjie would lead the other women to begin their daily patrol work. They would traverse through the mountains and forests, carefully examining every potential hazard and meticulously looking for any tiny weaknesses.
Ding Qingya moved with lightness, like a fairy in the mountains, always able to perceive the slightest changes in her surroundings. Huang Ling'er relied on her powerful sensing abilities to provide early warnings of impending dangers. Jiang Yurou was gentle by nature, yet she showed no mercy to enemies, her long sword cutting through the air with a fierce breeze.
Xiao Yawen was clever and wise, often coming up with ingenious ideas to deal with various unexpected situations. Ding Yan was young but brave and fearless, always at the forefront. Tuo Ba Yingying came from a foreign land, and her unique cultivation methods made everyone stronger in battle like adding wings to a tiger. Qin Xiaodie was good at medicine and could always provide timely treatment when teammates were injured. Cao Chunling provided essential support by silently ensuring everyone's back was protected without worry.
And the Golden Silkworm Fairy possessed vast divine powers. The Golden Silkworm she summoned not only had formidable offensive capabilities but also aided in repairing damaged arrays.
Thus, day after day, these women toiled tirelessly and without complaint, steadfastly holding their posts. Through storms and sunshine, they never showed the slightest sign of laziness.
All of this was witnessed by a mysterious old man who had been residing here. He secretly observed the young women's every move, feeling admiration for them in his heart.
Finally, on one day, seeing Mo Wenjie and the others successfully repel wave after wave of evil forces that invaded the Lingxu Realm, the old man smiled with satisfaction. He nodded slightly and then quietly left, as if he had never been there. Yet, his figure had left a lasting impression on Mo Wenjie and the other women…
A few days later, while on patrol, Mo Wenjie discovered unusual movements near the boundaries of the Lingxu Realm. As he approached to investigate, he found that the evil forces previously defeated had rallied with more powerful evil cultivators and were making another attempt. Mo Wenjie quickly reported this to everyone.
Everyone was on high alert, and the women quickly adjusted their array to increase its power. Mo Wenjie stood at the front, drawing the enemy's attention. The battle was fierce from the outset, with the evil cultivators deploying various strange spells. Ding Qingya's silk ribbons turned into sharp blades, charging into the enemy group. Huang Ling'er summoned a sky full of divine fires. Jiang Yurou's ice needles froze a large area.
However, the enemy's offensive was too fierce, and it seemed they were about to break through the defense. At a critical moment, the mysterious old man suddenly returned. With a sweep of his hands, a colossal restriction fell, trapping some of the enemies. "How could I just sit idly by?" the old man bellowed, joining the fray.
Everyone was inspired and their morale soared. Mo Wenjie understood a new way to apply his spiritual power, increasing its potency. The women also worked in harmony, with Xiao Yawen commanding them to change their formation. Eventually, they completely defeated the invading enemies.
After this battle, the name of Lingxu Realm became even more renowned. Mo Wenjie and the women's reputation also reached new heights. They continued to guard the Lingxu Realm, authoring their own legends.
