Looking at the retreating attackers, the crowd did not pursue them, but breathed a sigh of relief instead. Mo Wenjie walked to the middle of the crowd and bowed with his hands, saying, "Thanks to the help of all the ladies this time, otherwise we might have difficulty coping with this disaster." The cultivators quickly returned their bows, indicating that it was just mutual support.
However, as everyone thought that the crisis was over, a strong sense of unease suddenly surged up in Mo Wenjie's heart. He looked into the distance, and his eyes grew serious. "It's probably not as simple as this. They retreated so easily, there must be an after-move." Hearing this, the others immediately became tense.
As expected, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge crack appeared from which a black-robed elder slowly emerged. He exuded a powerful and malevolent aura that sent shivers down one's spine. "Hmph, do you think this little bit of ability can stop us? It's just to test your strengths."
Mo Wenjie's face was serious, and he tightly gripped his fists. His fists were slightly trembling from the force, as he closed his eyes, secretly calling on the surging waves of spiritual power within him. It seemed as if this powerful force was about to burst out of his body.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, with eyes wide open, he shouted loudly: "Whoever dares to destroy the peace and harmony of this place, we will never easily agree!" His voice was like a huge gong and drum, echoing throughout the space, shaking people's eardrums.
As his voice like a bell rang out, the crowd around him were instantly ignited with anger. Huang Ling'er, with her graceful figure and beautiful face, furrowed her eyebrows, her eyes wide with no hesitation as she echoed his shout; Jiang Yu rou, who was usually gentle and calm, shed her previous soft image, her willow eyebrows raised, her silver teeth clamped tight as she shouted fiercely; and Xiao Yawen, who was always cold and proud, wore a face full of anger and exuded an intense aura. Her clear and resolute voice echoed in the air.
At the same time, Ding Yan, with her outgoing and cheerful personality, held her waist with both hands and loudly echoed his shout without showing any weakness; Tuo Baiying tightly clenched her fists, and her face was full of anger; Qin Xiaoduo lightly bit her red lips, and her eyes shone with decisive light; and Cao Chunling was serious-minded, and her loud and enthusiastic shouting voice was not inferior to others.
At that moment, the space was filled with overlapping shouting sounds, like turbulent waves, one wave following another, constantly striking the people's eardrums. This loud chorus became a powerful flood, breaking through the clouds and reaching for the sky. Its imposing momentum left people in awe.
Looking at these people, each of them emitted an unparalleled sense of powerful combativeness, like blazing flames that were fierce and dazzling.
Huang Ling'er and Jiang Yu Rou, Xiao Ya Wen, Ding Yan, Tuo Baiying, Qin Xiaoduo, and Cao Chunling stood tall with their chests puffed out, staring firmly ahead. They had fully prepared for a life-and-death struggle against the intruders and were ready to face them at any moment. They were standing in formation, waiting for the enemy to appear so they could deliver a decisive blow.
The black-robed elder laughed when he saw this: "A bunch of insects can only show off their strength. Although that's the case, he secretly kept his guard up.
Mo Wenjie was the first to launch an attack, his figure flashed as he charged towards the black-robed elder, his spiritual sword glowing brightly. The other women were not far behind, and they all used their various spells and magical treasures.
Huang Ling'er summoned a spiritual fan, swinging it to create fierce winds mixed with ice blades; Jiang Yu Rou waved her silken ribbon, which wriggled like a spirit snake towards the elder; Xiao Ya Wen summoned a phoenix of fire, carrying fiery flames; Ding Yan threw a string of bells, their ringing disorienting people's minds.
Tuo Baiying formed hand seals, and sharp stone pillars rose from the ground. Qin Xiaoduo shot out numerous light arrows, and Cao Chunling cast a soil-based shield to protect the rear of the group. The black-robed elder coldly snorted, waving his robe sleeve to block most of the attacks. But with their united efforts, the offensive continued unceasingly.
Suddenly, the elder pulled out a black gemstone, which released a dense sense of dark energy, enveloping everyone. The crowd felt their pressure increase tenfold and their movements become sluggish.
At this moment, Mo Wenjie shouted: "Concentrate your strength and attack the bead!" The crowd understood, and all their strength converged into one point, attacking the black pearl. With a burst of bright light, cracks appeared on the bead. The color of the black-robed elder changed drastically. The crowd took advantage of this opportunity to launch a fierce attack again.
The black-robed elder, seeing that he could no longer withstand the attack, bit his tongue ferociously and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the bead. The bead, nourished by the essence blood, instantly healed its cracks and erupted with even stronger dark power. The crowd was knocked back by this force, each one injured and spitting blood. Mo Wenjie struggled to stand up, his heart filled with urgency.
At that moment, Mo Wenjie felt a mysterious force surging from the depths of his body. It turned out that he had accidentally ingested an ancient crystal in an unexpected chance, and he had never completely refined it. Now facing a crisis, this crystal suddenly released its power. Mo Wenjie was overjoyed. He guided this force to spread throughout his body and then quickly formed hand seals. A beam of golden light shot out from within him directly towards the black bead of the black-robed elder.
The black bead trembled violently as it was hit by the golden light, as if it had encountered its nemesis. The black-robed elder was shocked and pale, wanting to retrieve the black bead but it was too late. With a resounding boom, the black bead shattered completely. The black-robed elder suffered a backlash and sustained serious injuries.
Mo Wenjie pursued the victory, and the others also rallied their spirits, joining together to unleash their strongest ultimate techniques. The black-robed elder was unable to resist and eventually turned to ashes. The crowd cheered in victory. Mo Wenjie looked at the women beside him, his heart filled with gratitude and affection. They embraced each other, reveling in the joy of surviving a disaster.
Just as the crowd was immersed in joy, a blessing of auspicious light descended from the sky. It was Mo Wenjie and his companions' heroic defense of their home that moved the heavens, resulting in blessings from the gods. This auspicious aura transformed into sweet rain that fell on everyone, healing their injuries quickly and elevating their cultivation to new heights. Mo Wenjie felt the surging spiritual power within him, filled with joy and amazement. The women also had their eyebrows and eyes curved in delight, overjoyed at their success.
However, Mo Wenjie noticed a mountain far away suddenly burst out with strange light. He decided to go and check it out, and the women naturally accompanied him. Upon arrival, they discovered that an ancient cave was hidden within the mountain. The cave entrance was covered in runes, and Mo Wenjie attempted to decode them to open the cave. After much effort, the cave entrance slowly opened, revealing an ancient and mysterious aura. The group entered the cave and found many lost martial arts texts and rare magical treasures. Mo Wenjie understood that these treasures should not be kept for himself. He planned to distribute some of them among other righteous scholars.
At this moment, Mo Wenjie and the many women, holding the rare treasure in their hearts, slowly left that mysterious and profound cave. Each person's face was radiant with excitement and anticipation, as if the treasure in their hands was about to embark on a brand new journey.
They walked forward with resolute steps, facing the rising sun. The warm sunlight fell upon them, illuminating their determined faces. Mo Wenjie was at the forefront, his figure tall and straight like a pine tree, with bright and sharp eyes. Behind him were those beautiful and brave women. They wore colorful costumes, their clothes fluttering in the breeze, looking like fairy princesses descending from heaven.
Throughout the journey, the group was filled with laughter and chatter, discussing how to fairly distribute the treasure so that more people could benefit. They also deliberated on how to propagate justice, combat evil forces, and restore a peaceful world.
Time flew by, and years went by like a river. Mo Wenjie and the others, including Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yu Rou, Xiao Ya Wen, Ding Yan, Tuo Baiying, Qin Xiaoduo, and Cao Chunling, gradually became further apart from each other. Their backs were blurred in the end and disappeared completely into the brilliant sunlight as if they were being consumed by the endless light, never to be seen again at the end of the sight.
However, even though their figures had faded into the distance, what they left behind was like an unextinguishable beam of light that deeply etched itself into everyone's heart. The hope they brought for the future, filled with anticipation and expectation, was like tender shoots bursting out of the soil in spring, brimming with infinite vitality. And the fearless courage they displayed was like the brightest star in the night sky, shimmering brilliantly and illuminating the path ahead.
These wonderful qualities, like the warm and resplendent sunshine of spring, continuously pour into people's hearts. They are like a powerful source of strength, forever nourishing and irrigating the fields of the soul, endowing everyone with the courage and perseverance to face the ever-present difficulties and challenges in life.
Whether facing fierce storms or deepening traps, the beam of light from these virtues shines steadily and steadfastly on the path ahead, inspiring every soul to push forward bravely and without retreat.
It is as if a stirring and spirited horn is calling, motivating Mo Wenjie and Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yu Rou, Xiao Ya Wen, Ding Yan, Tuo Baiying, Qin Xiaoduo, and Cao Chunling to dash forth with dreams and aspirations for the future, fearlessly and without hesitation towards the radiant dream deep within their hearts.
The crowd continued on, soon arriving at a small town. The people of the town looked worried, as they often suffered from harassment by evil beings. Mo Wenjie decided to stay and help. They searched around and found that there was a place with heavy negative energy outside the town. Upon investigating further, they discovered an ancient demon's nest that had been sealed for many years. The ancient demon had sensed someone breaking into the nest and broke through the seal. This demon was powerful, with a large body and breathing black smoke. Mo Wenjie and the women worked together to set up an array to trap the demon. However, during the battle, the array began to totter. Mo Wenjie remembered a secret book in his cave that recorded a method to control this demon. He quickly followed the instructions and used his spiritual power to execute it while the women also injected their own powers into him. Mo Wenjie then launched a beautiful light beam with his hands, hitting the demon directly. The demon let out screams in agony and gradually became unable to resist as Mo Wenjie focused all his spiritual power for a decisive strike, finally dispelling it completely. The town returned to peace, and the people were grateful for their help. Mo Wenjie and his companions then continued their journey, knowing that there were more places to protect and more evil waiting for them to eliminate so they set off towards their next destination.
