After flying for a while, the group arrived at a place enveloped in mist and fog. Here, the spiritual herbs emitted strange glows. Mo Wenjie was about to reach out to pick one when suddenly, a group of spiritual monkeys emerged from around. Their eyes were bloodshot, clearly guarding the spiritual herbs. Mo Wenjie didn't want to harm them, so he tried to communicate but failed.
At this moment, Ding Qingyao cast a soothing spell, and gentle force spread out. The monkeys gradually calmed down but still vigilantly watched the crowd. Golden silkworm fairy seeing this said softly: "We can exchange spiritual herbs for treasures." So she took out several bright crystals and put them aside. The monkeys looked at the crystals, then at the crowd, chattered a few times and then voluntarily cleared the way, indicating that some of the spiritual herbs could be taken.
The group was overjoyed and took off again after gathering the spiritual herbs. However, the sky ahead suddenly turned dark, and a powerful pressure was felt. A massive black jiaolong coiled in the air, its mouth opening to speak in human language: "This is my territory! You dared to intrude, don't blame me for not being courteous!" A new crisis loomed before them, and the group immediately prepared for battle.
Mo Wenjie stepped forward and bowed, saying: "Senior Dragon, we did not know this was your territory. We are only seeking spiritual herbs to cure a seriously injured person. Please be kind." The black dragon snorted coldly: "Don't try to evade. Anyone who dares to enter will die." As he spoke, black light shone around him. Ding Qingyao quietly held a secret incantation and whispered to the group: "This black dragon is very powerful. It's not wise to fight him directly. I'll first confuse him with an illusion array, and you all look for his weaknesses." The group nodded slightly.
Ding Qingyao waved her hands, and a brilliant array unfolded, enveloping the black jiaolong. The black jiaolong was temporarily trapped and roared in anger. At this moment, the Golden Silkworm Fairy's eyes were sharp, and she noticed that there was a slightly lighter colored scale on the black jiaolong's abdomen, which seemed to be a scar from an old injury. She whispered this to the group. Mo Wenjie thought of a plan, concentrating his spiritual energy into a gleaming spear and shouting as he charged towards the black jiaolong. The black jiaolong thought Mo Wenjie was going to attack head-on and opened its mouth to spew out black flames.
Mo Wenjie's figure flashed, and he appeared suddenly below the black jiaolong's abdomen, aiming his spear at that vulnerable spot. The black jiaolong let out a pained cry, and the illusion array also dispersed. However, it didn't launch another attack; instead, it growled fiercely: "Today, I will give you a pass. Leave quickly." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and quickly flew away from that dangerous area.
Mo Wenjie looked at the darkness ahead, filled with caution. Just as everyone thought they would have another fierce battle, an aged voice sounded out: "Little Black, do not commit more sins." With the voice, an old man in black robes slowly appeared. The black jiaolong saw the elder and lowered its head obediently. It turned out that this elder was a legendary figure who had been hiding in seclusion in this area. The reason why the black jiaolong had allowed everyone to leave just now was also due to his secret guidance. His true intention was to test whether the group harbored benevolent intentions.
The elder looked at Mo Wenjie and the others, nodded slightly, "You have passed the test. Although these spiritual herbs came from the black jiaolong's territory, it also counts as having a connection. However, there is a greater opportunity waiting for you ahead." With a wave of his hand, the darkness in front of them dispersed, revealing a cavehouse emitting seven-color light. The group showed expressions of joy and surprise.
After entering the cave, there were countless rare magical treasures and secret manuals piled up inside. As everyone was excitedly selecting things, Mo Wenjie noticed an inconspicuous stone in the corner. The stone was engraved with ancient symbols. Curious, he picked up the stone, and in an instant, the symbols shone, and a mysterious cultivation method entered his mind. This method seemed to hold the key to solving the crucial clues for curing his severely injured friends.
Mo Wenjie was immersed in that method, and after a moment, he looked up with determination in his eyes. He knew it could be the last hope to save the severely injured. The others gathered around, and Mo Wenjie briefly told them about the method. The group decided to help him explore. Following the instructions of the method, they needed to find a spiritual spring deep in the cave. They encountered many traps along the way, but with everyone's joint efforts, they managed to overcome them one by one. Finally, they arrived at the edge of the spiritual spring, where the water shone with a sacred light.
Following the method, Mo Wenjie poured the spiritual herbs he had previously obtained into the spring, and the spring immediately began to churn. Then, he pricked his finger and let a drop of blood fall into it. Instantly, a ray of golden light shot up into the sky, transforming into a golden pill.
Mo Wenjie was overjoyed, this was the elixir that could cure the severely injured. With full happiness, the group prepared to leave the cave. However, at this moment, the cavehouse started shaking violently as if it was about to collapse. It turned out that the emergence of the elixir had triggered the cave's restrictions.
Mo Wenjie calmly gave the orders. Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yu Rou, Xiao Ya Wen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, and the Golden Silkworm Fairy all used their abilities to stabilize the surroundings and quickly flew towards the exit. In a critical moment, they successfully flew out of the cavehouse. Mo Wenjie held the elixir in his arms, filled with gratitude, and then rode on without pause to rush back to cure the severely injured person.
Mo Wenjie arrived at the injured person's side and quickly administered the elixir. As he watched, the injured person's body emitted a faint glow, and the wound began to heal slowly. Their breath also gradually steadied. Everyone showed a relieved expression.
Several days later, the injured person had almost fully recovered. Mo Wenjie recalled all the fortuitous events he encountered during this journey, realizing that his cultivation base still needed significant improvement. He decided to seclude himself for a period to delve into the cultivation method he learned from the stone. The others also found their own spots to focus on their cultivation and digest what they had gained from this experience.
During his seclusion, Mo Wenjie discovered that the method contained an ultimate art of cultivation. He meditated day and night and finally made a breakthrough. On the day he emerged, his body was brimming with spiritual energy, and there was a noticeable change in his demeanor.
When everyone gathered again, they had all made considerable progress. The person they had helped to heal had also fully recovered and brought news that a mysterious ruin had appeared in the distance, which may hold more opportunities and challenges.
Mo Wenjie stood quietly there, slightly lifting his head, his eyes gazing towards the distant horizon. The gaze was like two torches, burning with an unyielding light, as if it could pierce through layers of mist and reach the unknown shore.
Around him, everyone also looked over, exchanging glances. There was trust, courage, and anticipation for the future in their smiles. They were like a team with perfect harmony, each person fully aware that there would be numerous trials and tribulations ahead but showed no fear whatsoever.
The gentle breeze swept past, fluttering the edges of their clothes and the strands of their hair. But at this moment, no one paid any attention to these minute disturbances, for their hearts had long since flown away towards that distant place, filled with mystery and challenge.
Finally, Mo Wenjie took the lead, striding confidently and firmly with each step landing solidly. Seeing this, the others followed without hesitation, forming a group like an arrow shot towards the distance.
The sunlight showered on Mo Wenjie and Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yu Rou, Xiao Ya Wen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling and the Golden Silkworm Fairy. They appeared as a golden silhouette. Their figures grew fainter as they moved farther away until they vanished at the end of the road. Only a set of footprints were left behind, telling the story of their upcoming new adventure……
They hurried along their path and soon arrived at the mysterious relic. The relic exuded an aura of chill, the gate was shut tight, and it was adorned with intricate and difficult-to-understand patterns. Mo Wenjie approached and tried to push open the gate with his spiritual power, but it remained unmoving. Just as everyone was worrying, the Golden Silkworm Fairy noticed a small hole next to the gate, shaped like the stone inscribed with symbols that Mo Wenjie had found earlier. Mo Wenjie took out the stone and placed it into the hole; the gate slowly opened, and a powerful suction force suddenly surged out, pulling everyone in by surprise.
Inside the relic, everything around was filled with shimmering light and shadow, as if capturing scenes from ancient times. Suddenly, puppet dolls emerged from all directions, wielding sharp weapons and mechanically charging towards the group.
Mo Wenjie shouted, "Be careful!" The group quickly formed a defensive formation with their backs to each other. Huang Ling'er conjured spiritual fire, burning towards the approaching dolls, but the dolls seemed undeterred by the flames. Ding Qingyao then cast an ice spell, freezing a portion of the dolls to slow down their attack.
Mo Wenjie seized the opportunity and unleashed his newly acquired ultimate divine power, punching out a massive surge of spiritual force that shattered numerous dolls. The group took this chance to retaliate, gradually breaking through the circle of dolls and venturing deeper into the relic.
They continued to venture deeper and arrived at a vast hall. In the center of the hall was a circular stone platform, with a blue-glowing crystal orb floating on it. As Mo Wenjie approached the platform, countless laser-like beams emerged from around him, crisscrossing to form a web of light. Mo Wenjie tried to force his way through, but was injured on his arm by the beams.
Ding Qingyao carefully observed and found that the beams had a pattern to follow. She commanded the group to proceed in a specific order. After much difficulty, they finally approached the platform. Mo Wenjie reached out to touch the crystal orb on the platform, and an idea entered his mind. This was the memory of an ancient art of alchemy that had been lost for a long time.
At that moment, the alarm bells within the relic rang out loudly, and the ground began to tremble. It was discovered that touching the crystal orb had triggered the self-destruction mechanism of the relic. Time was of the essence. Mo Wenjie quickly shared the memory of the ancient art of alchemy with everyone. They worked together to cast spells to stabilize space. Mo Wenjie, relying on his newly acquired knowledge, collected materials around him and forged a special transportation seal on-site.
The group dared not delay for a moment, and they all hurried towards each other. Mo Wenjie, his expression grave, took out a weakly glowing seal from his bosom and recited incantations. As he finished the last word, the seal suddenly erupted in a brilliant white light, enveloping everyone in an instant.
In an instant, the white light vanished, and the group of people who were still in the relic had disappeared without a trace. After they left, only a deafening roar could be heard, and the entire relic began to shake violently. Then, large chunks of rocks and soil fell like raindrops, stirring up a cloud of dust.
After a moment, when the dust settled, the once grand and magnificent relic had disappeared, leaving behind only ruins. However, for the group of people who had just narrowly escaped this harrowing ordeal, this was merely a brief pause. Although they were now out of danger at this moment, everyone knew all too well that the road ahead was still filled with unknowns and perils. More formidable challenges lay quietly waiting for them to overcome one by one……
