Mo Wenjie stands at the forefront of this team full of vitality and courage. His resolute gaze always focuses on the unknown path, as if he can penetrate through the heavy mist and find the direction to move forward. Behind him, closely following are Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling Er, Jiang Yu Rou, Xiao Ya Wen, Ding Yan, Tuo Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, Jin Chuanxianzi and Ling Xue.
Ding Qingyao, with her graceful figure and light steps, constantly glances around with her lively eyes, full of curiosity about everything around; Huang Ling Er is full of excitement, tightly holding her sword, seemingly ready to deal with any possible danger; Jiang Yu Rou is gentle and refined, quietly following the crowd forward, but her determined eyes reveal the bravery and determination in her heart.
Xiao Yawen has an elegant demeanor, her every movement exuding the demeanor of a refined young lady; Ding Yan is lively and adorable, chattering ceaselessly along the way, bringing much joy to the entire team; Tuo Baying is handsome and dashing, her red dress as eye-catching as flames; Qin Xiaodie is petite and dainty, like a nimble butterfly darting through the crowd.
Cao Chunling is outgoing and cheerful, her laughter filling the air and lifting people's spirits; Jin Chuanxianzi's robes flow like a dream, emitting a mysterious aura that makes people want to investigate further; Ling Xue at the back is like an ice beauty, cold and stunning, yet exuding an indescribable charm.
Thus, with Mo Wenjie and his team continuing their journey towards the unknown realm ahead, they venture into the hidden secrets lurking in the depths of darkness...
As they walked, Mo Wenjie suddenly stopped. In the distance, a vague ancient palace emerged, emitting an eerie glow as if an invisible force was blocking its approach.
The other women all became alert. Ding Qingyao whispered, "Brother Mo, this palace seems strange." Mo Wenjie nodded slightly and said, "I will investigate it first." Then he slowly approached it.
As he approached the palace gate, the runes on the door suddenly flickered to life, and a voice echoed: "To gain entry, one must solve the riddle on the door." Mo Wenjie carefully examined the runes, noticing their connection to ancient spiritual cultivation formations.
Just as he was deep in thought, the Golden Silk Fairy, who was skilled in studying formations, stepped forward. She gently brushed the runes with her jade-like hands, muttering words of incantation. After a moment, the gate creaked open slowly, and a strong surge of spiritual energy surged towards them.
With trembling yet excited hearts, the group stepped into the magnificent and majestic palace. As soon as they entered, they were stunned by the various precious items everywhere. They saw various strange and wonderful treasures placed all around the hall, some shining brilliantly, while others emitting a mysterious aura; on those exquisite shelves, in an orderly fashion, were displayed ancient spiritual cultivation scripts that had long since been lost. Each one seemed to contain an endless mystery and power.
However, experienced as Mo Wenjie was, he was not deceived by the appearances. He sharply sensed that behind this apparent luxury, there must be a more significant secret or a potential great danger lurking. So, with a serious expression, he made a gesture to the group to indicate they needed to be especially cautious. Following that, the group continued their slow and careful exploration deeper into the palace with light steps and careful movements.
They moved along the palace corridor, the surrounding silence only broken by their own faint breathing. Suddenly, intricate patterns appeared on the ground, instantly separating them. Mo Wenjie shouted, "Be careful of traps!"
Immediately, a myriad of spiritual energy rays shot out from the walls on both sides, and everyone cast spells to defend themselves. Ding Qingyao waved a colorful ribbon to form a shield; Huang Ling Er unleashed her sword energy, cutting off the rays aimed at her. Mo Wenjie tried to find a way to break through, and he found that the attack pattern of the rays was related to the patterns on the ground.
At this moment, a giant vortex appeared in front of them, continuously releasing powerful suction. Mo Wenjie realized that they had to work together. He shouted loudly, "Let's pool our spiritual energy and focus it on the center of the whirlpool." Hearing this, everyone quickly channeled their spiritual energy towards it. As the spiritual power gathered, the whirlpool gradually ceased to spin and dissipated.
Just as the group let out a sigh of relief, a hidden door slowly opened, emitting an extremely terrifying aura. Mo Wenjie took a deep breath and led the way into the hidden door. The space behind it was not large, with a darkly glowing pearl floating in the center. Mo Wenjie felt that all dangers originated from this pearl.
Mo Wenjie walked up to the dark black pearl and, just as he was about to touch it, a cold voice echoed in his mind, "If you touch it, you will all die." Mo Wenjie furrowed his brow and withdrew his hand. At that moment, the Golden Silk Fairy spoke, "This pearl has too much evil energy. It must have been cultivated by an evil cultivator." Mo Wenjie looked around and saw some strange symbols on the walls.
Ding Qingyao walked up to Mo Wenjie's side and whispered, "Brother Mo, perhaps these symbols are clues." Observing them carefully, Mo Wenjie followed the symbols' indications, casting seals and emitting several streams of spiritual energy. A transparent light shield appeared around the pearl, significantly weakening the terrifying aura.
But suddenly, the pearl shook, and the hidden door began to close. Mo Wenjie shouted, "No good, it's going to counterattack." The group hurriedly gathered their spiritual energy again and attacked the pearl. The pearl flashed with light, reflecting the spiritual energy back. Just as it seemed about to harm them, Ling Xue waved her hands, summoning the power of ice and snow to freeze part of the reflected spiritual energy.
Mo Wenjie stood still, furrowing his brow in deep thought. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as if he had an inspired idea. In an instant, he quickly took out a mysterious artifact from his inner pocket. This artifact radiated a faint but heart-stirring energy fluctuation.
Mo Wenjie took a deep breath and then threw the artifact with all his might towards the top of the dark black pearl. The moment the artifact left his hand, it suddenly burst into an incredibly bright light, so intense that it was almost blinding to the eyes.
In an instant, this light transformed into a dense cleansing light, like a transparent screen, gradually enveloping the dark black pearl below. As soon as the cleansing light touched it, the pearl shook violently like it had been stimulated greatly. It struggled to break free from the constraints of the light screen.
However, the power of the purification light clearly exceeded the pearl's expectations. Despite its best efforts to struggle, as time went on, its light gradually dimmed. Finally, after a fierce confrontation, the pearl completely ceased its resistance. All of its light extinguished abruptly, and the dangerous aura that had previously enveloped the area dispersed entirely.
Upon seeing this, the group present could not help but let out a long sigh of relief. The tightly strung hearts were finally relaxed. The sudden crisis was thus skillfully resolved by Mo Wenjie. They exchanged glances with one another, and their faces were filled with the joy and relief of survivors after a perilous encounter.
In a moment, Mo Wenjie and his companions deeply breathed in and out, striving to calm down the surging emotions within. They exchanged a glance with each other, and they could all see a hint of tension in each other's eyes, but more were suppressed curiosity and anticipation.
Finally, Mo Wenjie took the first step, his movements light and cautious as if afraid of awakening some slumbering giant. The others followed suit, inching closer to the mysterious door hidden in the dim corner.
With each step, their hearts beat a little faster, and their minds kept conjuring up various scenarios of what might lie beyond the door. Perhaps it was filled with treasures of gold and silver, shimmering with brilliant light; or perhaps it was a maze filled with traps and dangers, where a misstep could lead to eternal ruin. But no matter what, they could not stop their steps, propelled forward by that overwhelming curiosity.
As they got closer to the door, an inexplicable pressure overwhelmed them. The door was adorned with ancient and complex patterns, seemingly telling a story that was unknown to others. Mo Wenjie reached out and touched the cold patterns with his hand, feeling a chill run down his spine. However, he did not retreat. Instead, he resolutely grasped the door handle.
Mo Wenjie slowly turned the handle, and the door opened. A blinding flash of light passed by, and when everyone blinked open their eyes again, they found themselves in an odd space. The sky was filled with flowing spiritual fluid, and the ground was carved from crystalline stones.
In the center of the space was a stone platform, upon which there was a book. As Mo Wenjie approached, words flew out of the book and into his mind. It turned out to be an inheritance left by ancient cultivators, containing legendary techniques and insights into cultivation.
However, the inheritance caused severe pain upon entering Mo Wenjie's mind. He gritted his teeth and persevered, with everyone else surrounding him with concern. Huang Ling Er said urgently, "Brother Mo, hold on!"
Mo Wenjie's temples bulged with veins as his body trembled on the verge of collapse. In the critical moment, he channeled his internal spiritual energy to resist, and he managed to bear the full inheritance.
He opened his eyes, and a sparkle flashed in his eyes. Mo Wenjie smiled and said, "With this inheritance, our strength has greatly increased."
Everyone cheered with joy. But Mo Wenjie knew that this was just the beginning, and the outside world of cultivation was waiting for them to explore. There were more challenges ahead. However, at that moment, they were immersed in the joy of receiving the inheritance, carrying hope and expectations away from this mysterious space.
After leaving the mysterious space, Mo Wenjie and his companions decided to seek a breakthrough at the famous Tianxiang Sect in the Heavens. On their way, they encountered a gang of bullies bullying the weak. Mo Wenjie's sense of justice flared up, and he stepped forward to intervene immediately. The bullies saw that Mo Wenjie and his group were not to be provoked lightly, yet they still dared to taunt. Without much ado, Mo Wenjie raised his hand and unleashed a burst of spiritual energy with a wave of his hand, easily repelling the bullies.
The rescued person was grateful and informed Mo Wenjie that there would be a trial competition at Tianxiang Sect in the near future. The winner could obtain rare pills and artifacts. Hearing this, Mo Wenjie and his companions hurried to Tianxiang Sect. Upon arrival, they found that there were many cultivators participating in the trial. In the trials, there were illusion arrays to test intelligence, and Mo Wenjie led the group through with his strong will; there were fierce demons blocking the way, and everyone worked together to kill them.
In the end, they succeeded and stood out. As they were receiving their awards, Mo Wenjie sensed an unfriendly gaze. It turned out to be a noble's son with a strong sense of jealousy, who was secretly planning to seize the prizes. Just as he made his move, Mo Wenjie had already noticed and easily deflected the attack, warning him not to do evil. Afterward, Mo Wenjie and his companions carried their rewards with high morale, stepping forward on an even broader path of cultivation.
