However, tranquility hides turmoil. A mysterious force is quietly budding at the edge of the nine-layer sky, a force bearing the smell of darkness and destruction. Mo Wenjie is the first to notice something amiss. He gathers everyone for consultation on how to respond.
"Our hard-won beauty cannot be destroyed." Mo Wenjie's gaze was firm. The others responded in kind, deciding to venture together to seek the source of this mysterious force.
In an abandoned ancient battlefield site, they discovered that the source of the dark power was actually a cursed crystal. The crystal's surroundings were distorted, releasing increasingly malevolent thoughts that affected the well-being of nearby living creatures.
The crowd united to cast their most powerful spells in an attempt to purify the cursed crystal. However, the crystal's resistance was far beyond their imagination. As they were on the verge of exhaustion, Jin Can fairy summoned her life-thread silk and tightly enwrapped the crystal. The others seized this opportunity to unleash their full spiritual power.
For a moment, the light blazed fiercely, as beautiful spells intertwined and surged towards the cursed crystal. However, the crystal's resistance was far beyond their expectations. The black magical energy surged like a mighty tide, repeatedly smashing the crowd's spells into pieces.
Sweat dripped from everyone's forehead, and their faces grew increasingly pale. Their arms trembled slightly as they continued to channel their spiritual energy. However, no one abandoned hope. They gritted their teeth and held on, knowing that this continued struggle would soon become too much to bear.
Just as things hung in the balance, the previously silent Jin Can fairy suddenly made a move. Its normally dim body burst into brilliant gold light instantly, slowly rising and charging towards the cursed crystal. The magickal energy around it seemed to retreat in fear, as if confronting its natural predator.
The Jin Can fairy flew in front of the cursed crystal, swirling around it at high speed, and its golden light grew ever more intense, gradually enveloping the crystal. The cursed crystal, unwilling to back down, fiercely unleashed its magickal energy in counterattack, but the Jin Can fairy did not retreat. As the fairy spun faster and faster, the magickal energy on the crystal began to dissipate bit by bit. Seeing this, the crowd's morale soared; they promptly increased their spiritual power output and coordinated with the Jin Can fairy.
Under the joint efforts of the Jin Can fairy and the crowd, the magickal energy on the crystal gradually weakened until it dissipated into a wisp of mist, completely purifying the crystal. It then emitted a gentle glow.
Mo Wenjie, along with Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaofei, Cao Chunling, Ling Xue, and Liu Chuandong et al., appeared extremely weary at this moment. Their faces were pale and their clothes drenched in sweat. Yet there was a hint of satisfaction and joy in the eyes of each one.
As the crowd slowly raised their heads and looked at each other, a forced smile appeared on their faces. Although the smile was tinged with deep fatigue, the emotions it conveyed were incredibly sincere and heartfelt.
Subsequently, everyone's gaze, in unison, fell upon the golden silkworm fairy that had made a significant contribution from afar. It lay quietly on the ground, emitting a faint glow from its body, as if it had also experienced some exhaustion after the intense battle. Nevertheless, it was this seemingly insignificant golden silkworm that, in critical moments, displayed extraordinary power and helped everyone successfully overcome their formidable foe.
Looking at the golden silkworm fairy, Mo Wenjie and Ding Qingyao, among others, were filled with gratitude. This gratitude was not just for the fairy's heroic performance in battle but also for a deep respect for its effort and sacrifice. Without the assistance of the golden silkworm fairy, perhaps this arduous campaign would have ended in failure, and everyone might have faced unimaginable consequences.
Mo Wenjie walked forward and gently picked up the golden silkworm fairy, saying, "We will never forget today's gratitude." The golden silkworm fairy seemed to understand but shook its body slightly. Suddenly, a beam of auspicious light descended from the sky, and an ancient voice echoed, "The golden silkworm fairy has completed its mission and will evolve further." Everyone stared in amazement at the golden silkworm. As the light around it intensified, it transformed into a young girl who was even more beautiful than before. The golden silkworm bowed to everyone gracefully: "Thank you for your help; I have been released."
Mo Wenjie smiled and said, "You don't need to be polite, miss. You have helped us many times. If you need anything in the future, just ask." The golden silkworm fairy nodded in agreement and was willing to follow the group for further cultivation and experiences. After that, everyone returned to the city. However, soon after, many strange things happened mysteriously, with residents sometimes falling into unconsciousness and other times dancing wildly. Mo Wenjie suspected that these events were related to the previous cursed crystal and that there might still be lingering evil forces at play. Therefore, everyone teamed up once again to conduct an investigation. Meanwhile, the golden silkworm fairy utilized its special perception to guide the group to the evil source hidden deep underground. Once more, everyone united their efforts to prepare for a new crisis.
Facing the evil source before them, Mo Wenjie acted first, unleashing a bolt of spiritual energy towards the mass of darkness. However, the darkness merely trembled slightly before surging forth with countless dark shadows that charged towards the crowd. The group quickly formed a defensive formation to resist, and the golden silkworm fairy swirled her hands, weaving a web of golden silk threads to protect everyone. But with an overwhelming number of shadows, the defense line began to crumble.
At this moment, Mo Wenjie remembered the method they used to cleanse the cursed crystal and called out, "Let's concentrate our efforts and attack at one point." The others understood, and they joined forces to concentrate their powers. The golden silkworm fairy, meanwhile, used its own spiritual energy to guide this force, forming a powerful beam of light that shot towards the evil source. The dark force fought back fiercely, with both sides in a stalemate.
Suddenly, the golden silkworm fairy spat out an inner core and merged it into the beam of light, causing the light to suddenly grow brighter. The evil source emitted a painful shriek, and the darkness began to contract rapidly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, everyone intensified their spiritual energy input. Finally, the evil source vanished completely in a burst of bright light. The city returned to tranquility, and residents gradually recovered their normal state.
Mo Wenjie watched the golden silkworm fairy's weakened state, his heart brimming with admiration and gratitude. The group knew that there would be more challenges in the future, but as long as they stood together, they had nothing to fear.
Mo Wenjie's gaze was gentle and firm on the golden silkworm fairy, who was leaning weakly against a tree trunk at that moment. Her hair was disheveled, her face pale as paper, yet still exuding a kind of tenacity beauty. The intricate emotions of admiration and gratitude swirled in Mo Wenjie's heart. He admired her for charging bravely into this arduous battle without hesitation, using powerful magic and fearless courage to turn the tide and protect everyone from a fatal blow. He was also grateful for her sacrifice and protection, allowing them to escape from the brink of danger.
The companions surrounded her, their eyes brimming with concern and reverence. They stood in silence, yet shared a mutual understanding. They knew that the brief respite was just a calm before the storm, and on their journey ahead, there would be countless unknown challenges as fierce waves.
But at this moment, their hands were tightly clasped together, passing on their power and determination to each other. They understood that as long as they remained united in this way, no matter what difficulties and dangers lay ahead, no matter how fierce the storms or towering the waves, they would not be defeated.
Mo Wenjie slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the distant sky. Golden sunlight poured down like golden dust, gently caressing his resolute and handsome face. Each ray seemed to be attracted by the powerful aura emanating from him, gathering around him, making him appear even more vibrant and radiant.
He took a deep breath, then suddenly opened his mouth wide and roared at the top of his lungs: "Brothers and sisters! At this very moment, let us join hands tightly and march forward together! Nothing that awaits us in the distance can hold back our steps!"
His words echoed like thunder in the air, instantly spreading through the entire mountainside. After hearing this passionate call, a sense of heroism surged through everyone present. They raised their weapons high and shouted together in unison: "Invincible! March on courageously!" The roar of their voices combined to form a powerful force like a rolling wave that surged back and forth between the mountains, resonating for a long time without ceasing.
With the ear-piercing, thunderous roar like that, its echoes rolled like waves, reaching everyone in the mountainside. Everyone was deeply moved by it. A force as strong as mountains rose from their hearts, giving everyone a sense of unprecedented courage and resolve that burned fiercely within them.
There stood Mo Wenjie, tall and resolute, with a firm face and bright, determined eyes, exuding boldness and decisiveness. Ding Qingyao was like a blooming flower, beautiful and yet dignified without losing her vigor. She moved forward gracefully, exuding enchanting charm. Huang Ling'er was as agile as a nimble deer, moving with quick steps and lively elegance, her eyes brimming with anticipation for the future. Jiang Yurou moved with an elegant poise befitting a well-bred young lady, yet her gaze now held an unyielding air of determination.
Turning to Xiao Yawen, she was heroic and resolute, racing forward with the spirit of a woman not to be outdone by men. Ding Yan walked with a smile, composed and relaxed, bringing warmth and reassurance to those around her. Tuoba Yingying carried a long sword, majestic and imposing, each step of hers echoing with a resounding sound. Qin Xiaodie was petite and adorable, yet her steps were unexpectedly firm, matching anyone else's determination.
Cao Chunling held a long whip, exuding a heroic aura. The tip of her whip moved gracefully in the air, drawing beautiful arcs as it went. The golden silkworm fairy appeared as if a fairy had descended from the heavens, but the sharpness in her eyes made people wary of her. Ling Xue wore a white dress that was even whiter than snow, cold and stunningly beautiful. Everywhere she went, it seemed as if she left behind an icy chill. Li Chuan stood tall and sturdy, walking with powerful strides, like a moving mountain.
Mo Wenjie and Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, the Golden Silkworm Fairy, Ling Xue, and Li Chuan stood tall and walked with firm strides. They moved in perfect unison towards the battlefield brimming with uncertainty. Each of their eyes shone with a fearless light as if they had pierced through the thick fog and clearly seen the bright glow of victory hanging in front of them.
