As for Mo Wenjie, Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuo Baying, Qin Xiaodie, and Cao Chunling and others, they are all legendary figures in the martial arts world. Especially the Golden Silk Fairy is renowned for her unparalleled martial arts skills and extraordinary beauty.
These women, no less brave than men, endured countless hardships and dangers in the martial arts world, leaving behind heroic deeds worthy of songs and tears. Whether they were enacting justice by rescuing the common folk from peril or bravely fighting against evil forces to uphold righteousness and peace, their stories resonated like an exhilarating symphony across this vast land.
And there was an elderly man with snow-white hair who had witnessed all these heroes' heroic deeds. With profound respect for them, this old man undertook a laborious journey towards the East, solely to report their bravery to the renowned King of Dharma, whose fame reached far and wide.
On his journey, the old man lived by the wind and foraged for food and shelter, but his sense of duty never allowed him to feel exhausted. Eventually, after a long and arduous journey, he arrived at the palace of the King of Dharma. Facing the majestic King of Dharma, the old man reverently recounted the heroic deeds of Mo Wenjie and other heroines.
Upon hearing the old man's account, the King of Dharma was moved to a deep emotional core, his heart swelling with an indescribable sense of awe. The waves of emotion that surged within him were as uncontainable as the turbulent seas. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked intently into the distance, as if gazing through time and space to see the valiant figures pressing forward without fear. After a long moment of silence, he finally spoke in a calm but resolute tone: "These individuals who do not shy away from power and move forward courageously are indeed rare in this world. Their actions of great virtue transcending the heavens are worthy of being widely celebrated and remembered as timeless legends."
Having said this, the King of Dharma issued his command without hesitation, ordering that the heroic deeds of Mo Wenjie and others be swiftly spread throughout the land. He wanted this brilliant chapter to shine brightly in every corner, allowing everyone to witness the great achievements and noble spirit of these warriors. In an instant, the news spread like swift messengers, reaching both bustling cities and remote villages, high mountains and vast prairies. People passed down the moving story from mouth to ear, recounting this touching tale that resonated deeply within them.
Knowing about Mo Wenjie and the others, the Mad God was even more resentful, feeling that these people were truly detestable. They had dared to kill his disciples, even in front of him, and if they were allowed to go unpunished, it would bring shame upon him as the King of Dharma's underling. The more he thought about it, the more he felt humiliated. This matter could not be allowed to rest here; they had to pay a price!
Taking advantage of the cover of darkness, the Mad God stealthily approached the area near Mo Wenjie and the others' residence. He cast dark magic, summoning a group of minor demons to scout ahead. As soon as they drew near, they triggered the alarm array set by Jiang Yurou. Instantly, alarms rang out loudly. The group sprang into action with alertness; Mo Wenjie took his sword and charged out first.
"Mad God, how dare you come here!" Mo Wenjie shouted angrily.
"Hmph, you killed my disciples, today will be the day of your death," Mad God responded coldly.
Ding Qingyao and the others also hurried over and surrounded the Mad God. The Golden Silk Fairy Huang Ling'er waved her hands, and countless golden silk threads wrapped around the Mad God. The Mad God laughed coldly, recited incantations, and a surge of black magical aura surged from his body, shattering the golden silk threads. But just then, auspicious light descended from the sky, as the King of Dharma sensed the disturbance here.
Only then did one see the King of Dharma standing in mid-air, his hands behind his back, emanating a powerful and majestic aura around him. His gaze was like a blazing torch, locked onto the mad evil ghost below.
"Mad God, do not continue down this path of ignorance and madness! I have already recognized the great achievements they have made, and if you persist in your actions, I will show you no mercy!" The voice of the King of Dharma resonated like a mighty gong, echoing through the clouds and lingering in the heavens for ages.
Upon hearing these words, the Mad God showed a trace of discontent on his face, but in the face of the King of Dharma's pressure, he dared not speak further. He gritted his teeth fiercely, glanced around at the people present with eyes full of resentment, and muttered incantations. With a surge of black smoke rising, the Mad God disappeared instantly without a trace.
At that very moment, when witnessing all that had transpired before their very eyes, Mo Wenjie and the others' tensed-up heartstrings were gently plucked by a gentle hand. The heavy burden of the great stone that had hung above their hearts finally began to gradually ease. Each person let out a long sigh of relief, as if releasing all the pent-up tension and worry they had been carrying for so long.
They were well aware that without the timely and just intervention of the King of Dharma, the turmoil of today would not have been easily diffused. This thought swelled up inside their hearts like a tidal wave, growing ever more intense. Their gratitude for the King of Dharma was not merely because he had relieved their immediate crisis but also because he had shown justice and responsibility in critical moments.
Mo Wenjie, Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, and Cao Chunling followed closely behind the mysterious and enchanting Golden Silk Fairy, cautiously proceeding into the unknown realm.
Mo Wenjie held a sword in his hand and vigilantly observed his surroundings. His keen gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the darkness, revealing all potential dangers. Ding Qingyao moved like an agile swallow, holding a fan in one hand that occasionally emitted faint traces of divine energy.
Huang Ling'er, with her charming and lovely demeanor, possessed eyes that sparkled with curiosity and wonder, eagerly absorbing all the new experiences around her. Jiang Yurou, graceful and refined, moved with a lightness akin to a lotus flower swaying in the breeze, emanating a subtle fragrance.
Xiao Yawen was resplendent and bold, her long bow on her back ready to release a deadly arrow at any moment. Tuoba Yingying, in a fiery red robe, her short whip glistening with frost in the sunlight. Qin Xiaodie was playful and lively, her laughter like clear, tinkling bells.
Cao Chunling walked quietly in the middle of the group, seemingly ordinary and unremarkable, but her occasional gaze revealed her inner resolve and intelligence.
The Golden Silk Fairy at the front, with her graceful figure, surrounded by multicolored radiant light, appeared like a deity descending from the realm of immortals to the mortal world, guiding the group deeper into this mysterious realm.
The group followed the Golden Silk Fairy for a while longer when suddenly, mist enveloped them, and the surroundings became blurred and indistinct. The Golden Silk Fairy stopped and gently waved her right hand, a ray of golden light shooting forward to disperse some of the thick fog. Mo Wenjie furrowed his brow and said, "This place is very strange, everyone be careful."
Before Mo Wenjie could finish speaking, the ground shook beneath their feet, and several massive stone beasts broke through the earth. The stone beasts had eyes that glowed red, charging towards the group. Huang Ling'er shouted loudly and more golden silk threads shot out, attempting to bind the stone beasts. However, Ding Qingyao noticed that these stone beasts could break free from the golden silk threads.
At this moment, Xiao Yawen drew a bow and arrow, three magical arrows shot out simultaneously, hitting the vulnerable point of a stone beast. The stone beast collapsed into rubble. Encouraged by this, the group used their ultimate skills to fight back. However, as the number of stone beasts increased, the group began to struggle.
The Golden Silk Fairy clasped her hands into mudras and chanted spells, and the colorful halos suddenly intensified, forming a protective barrier of light around the group. She shouted, "This place is not fit for long stays; we must combine our efforts to break the formation and leave." The group echoed her call, concentrating their power on the Golden Silk Fairy. With a powerful push from her hands towards the depths of the fog, a resounding crash echoed, and an exit appeared. The group rushed towards it immediately.
After rushing out of the exit, the group found themselves in an extraordinary forest. The towering trees reached towards the sky, their leaves blocking out the sunlight, creating a sinister and peaceful atmosphere.
Suddenly, a melodious flute sound was heard. The group followed the sound and saw a white-clad youth sitting on a branch and playing the flute. The Golden Silk Fairy walked up to him and asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?" The youth stopped playing and smiled, "My name is Su Ye. This is my territory. You intruded without permission." Mo Wenjie gripped his sword and said, "We were just passing by, with no intention of offending." However, Su Ye shook his head and said, "Once inside this forest, it's not easy to leave." With that, he flicked his fingers, and the trees around them seemed to come to life. Branches stretched out like arms towards the group.
The group fought back again, with Huang Ling'er casting golden silk threads to wrap around the tree trunks, and Jiang Yurou using ice-based magic to freeze the branches. Su Ye, seeing this, increased his magical control over the trees, making their attacks even more fierce. Just as the group felt they could barely withstand it, the Golden Silk Fairy flew up into the air and sprinkled a layer of golden powder. The powder landed on the trees, and they instantly fell silent. Su Ye was greatly startled; he hadn't expected that the Golden Silk Fairy possessed such powerful magic.
Finally, Su Ye looked at the group in front of him, revealing a trace of helplessness on his face. He shook his head gently, then deeply breathed in, and slowly exhaled a long breath.
"Alright, go ahead," Su Ye's voice sounded weary and powerless, as if he felt there was no more he could do about the situation. "This forest truly cannot hold you back…I also know that with your strength and determination, you will not easily give up in the face of any difficulties."
Mo Wenjie, Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, and the Golden Silk Fairy all cast grateful glances at Su Ye after hearing his words. They said in unison, "Thank you, Brother Su for allowing us to pass! If we ever have the chance in the future, we will definitely repay your kindness today!" With that said, they turned around and continued forward with determined steps, heading into the journey filled with the unknown.
Watching their fading backs, Su Ye stood silently in place, a complex array of emotions swelling in his heart. He did not know what hardships lay ahead for these people, but he believed that as long as Mo Wenjie and the others maintained their courage and conviction, they would definitely overcome all obstacles and find their own path.
