Mo Wenjie and other women including Ding Qingyao, Huang Linger, Jiang Yurou walked steadily on the winding and rugged mountain road. The sunlight shone on them, outlining their unique contours.
Ding Qingyao appeared stern and her gaze was fierce, as if nothing could stand in her way. Huang Linger was lively and playful, hopping around to examine the flowers and plants by the side of the path, adding a playful touch to the serious atmosphere. Jiang Yurou was gentle and serene, with light steps that felt like a mountain breeze.
Xiao Yawen stood with an athletic figure, watching the surroundings cautiously, always ready to deal with potential dangers. Ding Yan had a stern face and tightly held her weapon, revealing a fearless courage. Tuo Ba Ying appeared dashing and tall, her long hair blowing in the wind, reflecting the boldness of the sons and daughters of the outer region.
Qin Xiaodie's eyes shone with determination, and Cao Chunling, despite her slightly plump figure, matched every step with equal vigor. Jin Canian, the Sacred Silkworm Goddess, exuded an aura of mystery as her movements held an unearthly charm. Ling Xue stood out in a pristine white robe, embodying a serene and ethereal beauty like a solitary plum blossom blooming amidst the frosty snow.
Mo Wenjie and Ding Qingyao carry an important mission on this journey, perhaps to seek out a mysterious treasure or to save humanity. Despite the unknown ahead and the numerous difficulties, it is clear from their resolute steps and determined gaze that they will not back down in the face of any challenge. They will join forces to complete what seems an impossible task, writing their own legendary chapter.
They reached a valley, surrounded by misty fog, and there was a hint of eerie atmosphere. Mo Wenjie frowned slightly and gestured for everyone to stop. At that moment, a melodious flute sound came, with an ethereal tune yet carrying a subtle eeriness. Everyone instantly became vigilant, forming a circle with their backs to each other for defense.
Ding Qingyao focused her Qi on her ears to discern the source of the sound, and said, "This flute sound is not ordinary; it seems to be a signal triggered by an array." As she spoke, the ground began to tremble, and a series of dark shadows surged out from the earth. These shadows were like evil spirits, brandishing their teeth and claws as they charged towards the group.
Jiang Yurou closed her hands into a formation, and a soft light shot out, temporarily repelling the approaching shadows. Huang Linger shouted, and threw several spiritual beads out of her hand. The spiritual beads exploded in the air, emitting blinding brilliance.
Taking advantage of the brief confusion among the shadows, Mo Wenjie shouted: "Go ahead!" The crowd responded and pushed forward into the heart of the valley with bravery. However, as they delved deeper, the attacks grew fiercer. But the determination in their eyes never wavered for a moment; they remained steadfast on their mission to fulfill that grand task.
Suddenly, a giant stone gate appeared ahead, adorned with ancient and complex runes. Mo Wenjie approached to examine them closely, but remained baffled. Ding Qingyao stepped forward and placed her hand on the stone gate, infusing spiritual power to test it. The gate slowly began to glow faintly, followed by a powerful force that rebounded, sending Ding Qingyao flying backward. The group rushed over to help her back up.
At this moment, Huang Linger noticed a small recess beside the stone door, which had an odd shape. Mo Wenjie's mind clicked, and he took out a mysterious jade stone he had obtained earlier. He tried to place it in the recess. In an instant, the stone door roared open, emitting dazzling light.
The group cautiously entered the doorway, and their eyes were immediately drawn to a giant spiritual tree, adorned with fruits that shimmered with strange light. Just as everyone was excited, the guardian beast of the spiritual tree appeared, emanating an icy aura.
Mo Wenjie took a deep breath and then stepped forward steadily, his towering figure standing out prominently in the sunlight. His expression was serious, but his eyes were resolute. He spoke clearly, "We have come here with no malice at all! Everything we have done is to pluck this precious spiritual fruit and save the common people who are suffering in the depths of fiery torment!"
His words resounded loudly, as if carrying an indomitable force. The fierce divine beast stood quietly in place, with its huge eyes fixed tightly on the group of unexpected visitors. The powerful aura it emitted seemed to weigh the air around it, making it seem even more substantial.
Time passed, and the silence that enveloped the scene grew deeper. The only sound was the rustle of leaves gently swaying in the breeze. Everyone's heart raced with anticipation, no one daring to make a move, fearing an accidental action might provoke this formidable divine beast.
However, when everyone thought the situation would remain tense indefinitely, something unexpected happened—the divine beast began to slowly shift its massive body, gradually making way for a path to the spiritual tree.
Seeing this scene, the numerous women present were first stunned, followed by an uncontrollable joy. They were almost screaming with excitement, exchanging delighted looks with each other, and then rushed towards the spiritual tree without hesitation.
Finally reaching the spiritual tree, these women carefully extended their hands and gently touched the luminous, translucent spiritual fruits. Each fruit shimmered like a rare treasure, captivating anyone who laid eyes on it.
Mo Wenjie, along with Ding Qingyao, Huang Linger, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuo Bayingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, the Spiritual Silkworm Fairy, and the cold and snowy Ling Xue stood amidst this mysterious and ancient valley. Each person's gaze was firmly fixed on the not-too-distant spiritual trees in front of them that emitted a strange glow. The trees were laden with crystal-clear spiritual fruits that shone like gemstones with dazzling brilliance.
At this time, the mood among the crowd was both tense and excited. They knew that they were undertaking a great mission. As long as they could successfully pick these precious spiritual fruits, they could save countless innocent people who were suffering in great pain. Thinking about those people who would be saved by their efforts made everyone's heart filled with resolute belief and fearless courage.
However, the final step was not easy. The surrounding area was filled with dense spiritual mist, blocking their vision; and the legendary powerful demon beast that guarded the spiritual fruits was unknown to where it was hidden, ready to attack them with lethal moves at any moment. But despite all these difficulties, Mo Wenjie and the others showed no sign of retreat. They exchanged encouraging and trusting glances with each other, then resolutely took a step after another towards the spiritual tree…
When they were just a few steps away from the spiritual tree, a gigantic demon beast suddenly leapt out of the spiritual mist. This demon beast resembled a qilin and was enveloped in flames; it roared and lunged at Mo Wenjie, who was in the front. Mo Wenjie swiftly sidestepped the attack and drew out his sword from his waist. The sword glowed with spirit light, slicing at the demon beast. The other women also performed their spells. Ding Qingyao summoned ice lances to shoot at the demon beast, Huang Linger raised a spiritual banner to bind its movements. The demon beast struggled angrily and broke free from the spiritual banner's binding with a forceful kick, creating a surge of spiritual energy that pushed everyone back several steps. Jiang Yurou muttered incantations as she summoned a water curtain in front of them to absorb some of the impact's force. Mo Wenjie saw his chance and leaped into the air, pointing his sword straight at the demon beast's throat. The demon beast's eyes were red, and it spoke aloud: "If you take away these spiritual fruits, all living things in this place will lose protection."
Mo Wenjie paused and shouted, "The common people are in great danger. We must take them. But we will leave enough spiritual energy to nurture this place." After hearing this, the demon beast fell silent for a moment, the flames on its body gradually died out, and it retreated slowly. The group heaved a sigh of relief, successfully plucked the spiritual fruits, and set off on their journey back to save the world's people.
As the group walked back along their path, suddenly the sky grew dark. Mo Wenjie looked up and saw a large gathering of clouds. Thunderbolts could be faintly seen flashing within them.
"Something bad has happened. It must be because we took the spiritual fruits that disturbed some higher beings." Mo Wenjie's expression grew serious.
Just as Mo Wenjie finished speaking, several bolts of lightning struck down. The group quickly dodged them. Suddenly, a group of people dressed in black appeared in front of them, their leader coldly snorted: "The spiritual fruits are earthly treasures born from the heavens, how can they be taken by you people to save mortals?"
Mo Wenjie stepped forward, speaking with righteous determination: "The common people of the world are also children of the heavens and earth. In this time of peril, how can we turn a blind eye and ignore their suffering?"
The black-cloaked figures paid no heed to the explanation and an instant later, they engaged in combat. Though tired, Mo Wenjie and the others were determined. Huang Linger used exquisite spells to contain the enemies, while Jiang Yurou assisted with healing on the side. Mo Wenjie and Ding Qingyao led the attack, their swordsmanship fierce and powerful.
After a fierce battle for a long time, Mo Wenjie and the others were slowly losing ground. In a crucial moment, Mo Wenjie took out the spiritual fruit. The fruit emitted an intense glow that weakened the black-cloaked figures' attacks. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Wenjie led the group in breaking through the encirclement and continued their journey. They knew that no matter how difficult the path ahead would be, they had to bring back the spiritual fruit to save humanity, as it was their indispensable mission.
The group raced ahead without pause, but the pursuit by the black-cloaked figures behind them showed no signs of stopping. Suddenly, a wide river appeared ahead of them. The water flowed turbulently and shone with a dark blue glow. Mo Wenjie looked around, searching for a way to cross the river. At this moment, Ding Qingyao spotted an old, dilapidated boat by the riverbank, its hull covered in moss.
Once on board, Huang Linger propelled the boat with spiritual power. However, as they reached the middle of the river, many black tentacles emerged from the water and wrapped around the oars. Jiang Yurou hurriedly used her spiritual power to cut the tentacles, but more surged in. Mo Wenjie placed the spiritual fruit on the bow of the boat, which glowed once again. The tentacles seemed to shrink back in fear and slowly retreated.
Just as they were beginning to relax, the black-cloaked figures arrived at the shore. The leader waved his hand, and giant waves surged from the river towards the small boat. Mo Wenjie and the others joined forces to repel them, with Ding Qingyao raising an ice wall. However, the waves were overwhelming, and the ice wall quickly crumbled. With the boat about to be flipped over, Mo Wenjie clung tightly to the spiritual fruit and shouted: "Everyone hold on!" In a critical moment, several large cranes flew out of the sky and lifted everyone over the river. It was none other than secluded immortals in the mountain who couldn't bear to see them suffer and had come to their aid.
After shedding the black-cloaked pursuers, Mo Wenjie and Ding Qingyao, along with Huang Linger, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuo Bayingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, the Spiritual Silkworm Fairy, Ling Xue, and the spirit fox continued their journey towards their destination. They were growing closer to the hope of saving all of humanity.
