Mowenjie and Ding Qingyao, Huang Lingr, Jiang Yuruo, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodi, Cao Chunling, Jin Can fairy and Ling Xue and their companions were walking cautiously forward. Not long after that suddenly a deafening noise like thunderstorm was blasting in their ears: "Who is so bold as to dare to break into Tianyun Mountain Manor without permission? Don't you know that this is the territory of my immortal?"
The sudden shout was like a bolt from the blue, stunning everyone. They stopped in their tracks, looking at each other in shock, their faces displaying astonishment. Mowenjie composed himself and looked in the direction from which the voice had come. He saw ahead that amidst the swirling mist there was a majestic and magnificent mansion that seemed to appear and disappear subtly. The mansion exuded a grandeur, with pavilions, terraces, and buildings arranged neatly as if it were a fairyland. Then, that mysterious voice rang out again, carrying an air of authority and anger: "Hurry up and tell me your names! Otherwise don't blame me for not being courteous!"
Mowenjie widened his eyes and stared fixedly at the man in front of him. His heart was filled with doubt and caution, and his brow was tightly furrowed. He spoke in a low, serious tone, "Who are you exactly? Why do you want to block our path?"
Seeing the man, his stature was towering like a mountain, standing nine feet tall. He was clad in a long cloak as dark as ink, tightly enveloping his muscular physique which seemed to be forged from steel. The black cloak fluttered with the wind, rustling loudly, as if it had merged with the darkness. What was most captivating was the black mask on his face. This mask concealed half of his face, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes like hawks, glinting with chilling light through the slits in the mask.
"I am the True Dragon under the Great King of the Western Extremities, Guangmu!" The man's voice was like a bell, resounding and deafening. As he spoke, the air around seemed to tremble. Then, with a sweep of his large hand, he pointed to a distant peak veiled in mist and mystery and declared, "This is where my place of cultivation is located!"
Upon hearing these words, Mo Wenjie was startled but still maintained his composure, loudly declaring, "We are just passing through this place and have no intention of offending." However, the True Dragon coldly snorted, "The surrounding area of this mountain is within my sacred barrier. How can you pass through without permission?" As the women gathered behind Mo Wenjie, they showed worried expressions.
Mo Wenjie's mind raced as he suddenly recalled reading about the True Dragon under the Western King Guangmu in ancient books. He hastily bowed and respectfully said, "Dragon Immortal above, we indeed were unaware of this sacred barrier. It is heard that Dragon Immortal enjoys spiritual treasures, and the junior here has a thousand-year spiritual pearl here, willing to present it to Dragon Immortal as an atonement." He then took out a bead emitting a gentle radiance.
The True Dragon's eyes lit up, and he reached out to take the spiritual pearl, examining it before his expression softened slightly: "Hmph, considering your sincere attitude, I'll let you off today. But leave this place as soon as possible and do not return." Mo Wenjie quickly thanked him, leading the group to leave in a hurry.
After the group had walked far enough away from the place where the incident had occurred, Huang Lingr finally couldn't restrain her curiosity. She blinked her big, watery eyes and looked up at Mo Wenjie, her tall and handsome brother, coquettishly asking, "Brother Mo, where did you get that thousand-year spiritual pearl? It looks really amazing!"
Mo Wenjie's lips curved up slightly, revealing a mischievous smile, and in a low voice, he told Huang Lingr, "Dumb little girl, of course that thousand-year spiritual pearl is fake. I simply used my powerful spiritual force to temporarily condense it into shape. It was just meant to fool that guy." After speaking, he winked at Huang Lingr.
The crowd that was traveling with them heard this and first hesitated, then realized what was happening and couldn't help but smile at each other. Some even couldn't suppress a soft laugh. Everyone thought Mo Wenjie's idea was incredibly clever—it had successfully deceived the enemy without causing any actual loss.
However, just as everyone thought that this matter would be forgotten, the sky suddenly grew dark. Dark clouds rolled in, accompanied by successive flashes of lightning and thunder. Mo Wenjie's face changed, and a feeling of unease emerged in his heart.
The true dragon, who had just chased after them, roared angrily, "You cunning group of people dared to deceive me with a fake spiritual pearl!" In fact, when the true dragon was playing with the spiritual pearl and noticed something was amiss, he became enraged upon realizing he had been tricked.
Mo Wenjie stepped forward, bowing and saying, "Dragon Immortal, please calm down. It was out of necessity that we had to resort to this measure." The true dragon would not let it go and raised his hand to attack. Mo Wenjie and the others had no choice but to fight back in a hurry.
However, the true dragon was extremely powerful, and after a few moves, Mo Wenjie's side was already starting to show signs of defeat. Just as they were in a dire situation, a beam of golden light shot from afar, and the voice of an old man could be heard: "Little Dragon, don't be impulsive." It turned out to be an esteemed elder who had passed by and was mediating the situation. In the end, the true dragon agreed to let Mo Wenjie and his companions go because he had also benefited from their actions without being truly harmed.
Mo Wenjie was so moved that he shed tears of excitement. He plopped down on his knees in front of the elder, continuously bowing to express his deep gratitude. After getting up, he bowed deeply once again and sincerely thanked the elder once more. Then, Mo Wenjie turned around and waved his hand to the people behind him, indicating that they should quickly leave this dangerous place full of trouble and strife.
The crowd hastened their steps, following Mo Wenjie closely. Each of their faces still bore expressions of shock and fear, and their hearts were like turbulent waves, hard to calm. Recalling the various dangerous scenes they had just experienced, a chill ran up their spines.
From then on, this group of people became more cautious in their actions. Whether they were walking through the mountains or interacting with others, they would carefully observe their surroundings, not missing any potential dangerous signs.
Even the slightest rustle caused by a gentle breeze brushing against the grass would trigger Mo Wenjie and his companions' extremely tense nerves as if they had been struck by thunder, instantly putting them on full alert. Their eyes shone with sharpness like eagles, scanning every corner where potential dangers might lurk. At the same time, their bodies leaned slightly forward, muscles taut, as if they could burst forth with incredible strength at any moment to face unexpected situations.
The reason for their being so on edge, with every breeze and rustle of the grass sounding like a battlefield alarm, is because this experience hit them like a heavy hammer on their hearts, deafening and lingering. This perilous journey was like a nightmare that left deep imprints in their memories. It has given them a deeply ingrained and vivid understanding of the seemingly peaceful yet turbulent and fraught with danger environment of the celestial realm. Here, a single misstep could lead to perdition. Only by keeping vigilance etched in their hearts at all times, without any complacency, can they find a sliver of hope amidst the treacherous path, protect themselves from harm, and safely fulfill their mission or withdraw unscathed.
Mo Wenjie, along with Ding Qingxiao, Huang Lingr, Jiang Yuruo, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, Jin Can Immortal Fairy and Ling Xue this group of ladies, carefully continued to explore the unknown domain ahead. Each step they took seemed particularly cautious as if an unexpected danger could appear at any moment beneath their feet.
Mo Wenjie held a sword that shone with icy light, vigilantly watching for any movement around; Ding Qingxiao tightly grasped a staff that emitted faint light, as if it could sense potential threats; Huang Lingr moved gracefully and silently among the group, always ready to respond to emergencies.
Jiang Yuruo furrowed her brow, showing a hint of worry in her beautiful eyes, but she still followed the group resolutely; Xiao Ya Wen's face was serious as water, and the hidden weapons in his sleeves were barely visible; Ding Yan's steps were steady, and his long whip occasionally gently swished, making a clear sound.
Tuoba Yingying was dressed in fiery red, exuding vigor and grace, with a giant bow on her back and her eyes sharp and decisive; Qin Xiaodie was petite and adorable but had a brave heart, following closely behind the group; Cao Chunling held a delicate incense burner, from which smoke wafted out of the spout, emanating a faint fragrance. It is said that this incense has the effect of warding off evil spirits and expelling toxins.
Jin Can Immortal Fairy wore a long yellow dress, with a green sash around her waist, like an immortal fairy descending from the heavens. She held a jade box in her hand, which contained the rare and precious golden silkworm worm; Ling Xue, in white robes as if she was an elf in snow and ice, wielded a long sword that emitted an icy chill, instilling fear in people.
The group moved cautiously, their hearts pounding with trepidation. The surrounding environment grew increasingly eerie and terrifying, with occasional strange sounds that sent shivers down their spines. Nevertheless, they were not overwhelmed by fear; driven by curiosity and courage towards the unknown, they took step after step deeper into the mysterious land...
As they walked, a misty forest suddenly appeared in front of them. Mo Wenjie stopped in his tracks and signaled for everyone to be careful. As soon as they stepped into the forest, they felt an invisible force tugging at them, as if it were trying to separate them. Mo Wenjie shouted loudly, using his martial arts to stabilize his figure, and the others also used their spells to resist.
At this moment, the shadows around the trees swayed, and some black figures that resembled ghosts lunged at them. Mo Wenjie swung his sword, and the sword light blazed brightly, repelling many of the black figures. Jin Can Immortal Fairy opened the jade box and released the golden silkworm worm. The worm turned into a stream of golden light and charged at the black figures. The black figures dispersed upon encountering the light.
Just as everyone let out a sigh of relief, the ground suddenly sank, forming several large holes. The group quickly jumped and dodged. Mo Wenjie noticed something moving beneath the pit and was about to take a closer look when a giant tentacle reached out from the hole and swept towards him. Mo Wenjie leaped up, slicing off the tentacle with his sword.
The group understood that they shouldn't linger in this place, so they charged forward together. They finally emerged from the misty forest and looked back. The forest had returned to its usual tranquility. Mo Wenjie took a deep breath and continued his journey to explore the deeper recesses of the mysterious realm with his companions.
