That day, a mysterious master suddenly appeared. He heard that Mo Wenjie was surrounded by many women and that there seemed to be some special fate in them, so he developed the intention to snatch them. He openly challenged Mo Wenjie. If he lost, he had to hand over those women. Mo Wenjie naturally would not agree, bringing the women to fight. The moment the battle began, the mysterious master displayed a fierce attack method. Although Mo Wenjie resisted vigorously, he gradually lost his advantage. At this time, Ding Qingyao stepped forward and put her hands together to seal a spell, a beam of spiritual light rushed towards the enemy. Following that, Huang Ling'er and others also cast spells one after another. Under their combined efforts, they gradually changed the situation of the battle. Jiang Yurou summoned an artifact directly and trapped the mysterious master for a moment.
Taking this opportunity, Mo Wenjie channelled his full power and unleashed his most powerful strike. The mysterious master was unable to withstand it and fled in disarray. After this battle, the bond between Mo Wenjie and the women grew even deeper. They realized that as long as they stood together, they could repel any external foe. They also held this opportunity tightly in their hands, not allowing anyone else to covet it.
Mo Wenjie and the women did not let their guard down. They knew that this matter might not be over yet. Mo Wenjie decided to take the women to a secluded place to close-door cultivation and improve their strength in order to deal with potential threats.
They arrived in an ancient mountain range, where the spiritual power was abundant yet seldom visited by others. However, soon after they settled down, some strange phenomena began to appear around them. At night, a chilling atmosphere often spread, accompanied by faint feelings of being watched.
Mo Wenjie went out to investigate and discovered that this was a fallback move set by the mysterious master from before. He had secretly gathered allies to take advantage of Mo Wenjie and others' lack of preparation to attempt to seize the opportunity again.
Mo Wenjie returned secretly to inform the women. This time, they took the initiative to strike. Mo Wenjie rushed forward first towards the enemy camp, drawing fire, while the women attacked from the flanks. They worked together, unleashing various spells and artifacts. Faced with such a united front from Mo Wenjie and his party, the mysterious master and his accomplices were thrown into chaos, ultimately suffering a devastating defeat. After completely eliminating the threat, Mo Wenjie and his companions felt at ease here and commenced their seclusion training to advance towards higher realms.
After a long period of seclusion and cultivation, Mo Wenjie was the first to break through to a new realm. He emanated a powerful surge of spiritual energy, with his eyes flashing with sharp light. The women sensed his transformation and all hastened their own cultivation.
Finally, everyone succeeded in breaking through. Mo Wenjie decided to leave the mountain range and travel to a wider world for cultivation. During their journey, they heard about an ancient relic from the distant past that had appeared, said to contain countless treasures of nature and lost techniques long forgotten.
When they reached the entrance of the relic site, they encountered many cultivators from other schools. But Mo Wenjie's group was not afraid at all. With mutual understanding and cooperation, they easily entered the interior of the relic site.
Within the relic, they encountered numerous traps and pitfalls, but they managed to navigate them each time. Finally, they found the most precious treasure—a spiritual pearl containing immense energy. Mo Wenjie could have claimed it alone, but without hesitation, he chose to share it with the women. After absorbing the energy of the pearl, their strength leaped forward in quality, becoming a formidable presence on the continent. They continued to write their legend on the journey that was all their own.
As they continued their journey, their fame grew louder and louder. One day, they arrived in a bustling metropolis where a grand cultivation auction was being held. Mo Wenjie and the women were curious and decided to attend together. During the auction, an unusual item caught their attention: a seemingly ordinary but mysterious piece of scales. Just as Mo Wenjie was about to bid on it, an arrogant voice came from nowhere: "I want that thing, and anyone who dares to challenge me is opposing the Blood Sect."
Mo Wenjie frowned slightly and ignored the threat. He raised his bid at the auction, with all the women supporting him wholeheartedly. The members of Blood Sect were enraged upon seeing this and wanted to attack right there. Mo Wenjie's group had already prepared for such an eventuality, instantly arranging their formation. A fierce battle ensued, with Mo Wenjie unleashing his newly comprehended ultimate technique, displaying terrifying power. The women also showcased their own skills and coordinated effectively. Despite outnumbering them, the members of Blood Sect were no match for Mo Wenjie and his party's enhanced strength after their recent breakthroughs. After a heated engagement, the members of Blood Sect fled in disarray.
Mo Wenjie successfully bid for the scales and upon study, found that they were related to an ancient mythical beast. It seemed that following this path could lead to more opportunities. Thus, they set off on a new journey to uncover the secrets hidden behind the scales.
Following the direction pointed out by the scales, Mo Wenjie and his party ventured into a misty forest. The forest was filled with an ancient and mysterious aura, with tall trees blocking out the sky. As they walked, a group of biomorphic creatures similar to foxes but with wings suddenly appeared and sprayed fire at them. Without hesitation, Mo Wenjie waved his hand, creating an ice wall in front of them. The women also unleashed their skills, using vines to entangle or striking with lightning. After repelling the creatures, they discovered a huge cave.
Inside the cave, the walls were covered with murals depicting ancient mythical beasts. Mo Wenjie carefully examined them and found that one of the paintings indicated a mysterious lake. When they reached the lake's edge, a crystal palace rose from within its depths. As they stepped into the palace, it was filled with glittering gems and rare treasures emanating light. In the heart of the palace, they saw a slumbering creature, which bore a striking resemblance to the mythical beast linked by the scales. The small beast slowly opened its eyes and gazed at Mo Wenjie and his party, without any signs of malice but rather as if it had been waiting for them for a long time. The small beast then spit out an inner core, which flew towards Mo Wenjie.
Mo Wenjie caught the mysterious, glowing inner core with steady hands, and instantly, a surge of powerful spiritual energy roared through his body like an overflowing flood. This overwhelming force seemed to break free from the constraints of his body, causing him to tremble slightly.
At the same time, the women who had come with Mo Wenjie also happily discovered that they had received a generous gift from the adorable little beast. They could clearly feel that their strength was rapidly increasing at an astonishing rate, and this wonderful change filled them with excitement.
Each person's face was radiant with unbridled joy, their eyes shimmering with hope for the future. After a brief celebration, Mo Wenjie led these elated women, filled with happiness and anticipation for unknown adventures, away from this place that had brought them such great gains, stepping off with light and joyful steps.
As they walked along a quiet path, suddenly the sky turned dark, with thick clouds covering the sky. A fierce wind blew by, carrying with it a noxious smell. Mo Wenjie's heart tightened, sensing danger approaching. Just then, a group of mysterious people clad in black robes appeared before them. The leader coldly spoke, "You have received too much benefit. Today will be your day of death."
Mo Wenjie scoffed coldly: "Then we shall see if you have what it takes." Combat was about to commence. Mo Wenjie charged forward first, with the women providing support from the rear. However, these mysterious figures possessed strength far beyond expectation, and their attacks were bafflingly difficult to defend against. As Mo Wenjie and his group began to struggle, the inner core inside his chest suddenly blazed with intense light, forming a shield to protect everyone. It appeared that this inner core could not only enhance their power but also shield them from harm. With the assistance of the inner core's power, Mo Wenjie and the women adjusted their strategy, focusing their efforts on attacking the leader of the mysterious group.
After a fierce battle, they finally broke through the leader's defenses, and the remaining black-robed figures scattered in fear. Mo Wenjie and his group let out a sigh of relief, understanding that on the path of cultivation, there would always be challenges to face. But as long as they stood together, they could overcome difficulties time and time again. After that, they continued their journey towards the distant horizon, their figures gradually fading away near the Dushu Palace.
Mo Wenjie and his party continued their journey, reaching a small town in a few days. There, an ancient tower stood tall, emitting a strange, fluctuating spiritual energy. Curious, they approached the tower, only to be stopped by the guardians. It turned out that the tower was a restricted area within the town and was said to house an evil object.
Mo Wenjie felt that this might be another opportunity. He offered some spirit stones to the guards to gain entry. Inside the tower, in the darkness, it seemed there were countless eyes watching. Suddenly, ghostly creatures lunged towards them. Mo Wenjie and the women joined forces to fend them off, but the number of these creatures kept growing.
At this moment, Mo Wenjie recalled the extraordinary properties of the little beast's inner core. He tried to channel the power of the inner core, and indeed, a powerful purifying light was emitted. The ghostly creatures that touched the light dissipated into nothingness.
As they continued to delve deeper into the tower, they discovered a large stone tablet with ancient symbols engraved on it. Mo Wenjie deciphered the symbols and found that the tower was originally a place to imprison an evil cultivator from ancient times. Now that the seal was loose, many of these evil creatures had emerged. The solution was to reinforce the seal again, which Mo Wenjie decided to do.
With the women providing close assistance, Mo Wenjie appeared focused and determined, fully concentrating on following the ancient methods recorded in the stone tablet. He swiftly casted seals with his hands, streams of spiritual force emanating from his fingertips like light snakes weaving their way towards the seal. The women surrounded him, each using their abilities to assist. Some were channeling gentle spiritual force to stabilize the surrounding aura around the seal, while others were releasing purification energies to dispel any lingering impurities produced during the sealing restoration process.
As the spiritual energy continued to be infused, the light at the seal location grew increasingly intense. Initially a faint glow, it gradually turned into a dazzling and blinding brightness, shining fiercely like the descent of the sun. Mo Wenjie gritted his teeth, continuously channeling spiritual energy, sweat beads rolling down his forehead like droplets from a bean pot, but he was oblivious to it all. The women too were tense-faced, not daring to relax for a moment.
Finally, after a series of massive fluctuations in spiritual energy, the brightness slowly faded. The seal had been restored, and the once dim and shattered seal was now resplendent, radiating a mysterious and powerful energy within the inscriptions.
As the seal was restored, the town underwent remarkable changes. The once dry river began to flow with crystal-clear water, and the plants and trees along its banks revived at an astonishing speed, blossoming with vibrant flowers. The dead silence in the houses was replaced by bursts of laughter and joy, as residents who had been slumbering under the grip of darkness slowly awoke, their eyes filled with relief after narrowly escaping death. The town returned to its former liveliness and vitality, sunlight permeating every corner as if the previous crisis had been nothing but a nightmare.
