In this room, the walls around are painted with vibrant murals. Those colors have not faded due to the passage of time, nor have they shown any signs of mottling or peeling.

"Lord, what do these paintings mean?" Mo Yang asked.

He was also shocked by the scenes depicted in the murals.

It was a scene of war, seemingly involving different races engaged in a massive battle!

Some of them appeared fierce, some were bizarre and cunning, some noble and holy, yet they all had blood-stained hands and piles of corpses beneath them. The world was pierced through by their great battle...

’The sky collapses and the earth sinks!’

As Mu Qingge saw these overwhelmingly breathtaking murals, this phrase leaped into her mind.

She felt as if she were watching an intensely realistic century-old war.

The ultimate result of this battle seemed to lead to the destruction of the universe.

The fireballs falling from the broken sky holes looked like meteorites from the stars, and those strange races appeared as though they only existed in ancient myths.

The scene of the mural was grand, but to Mu Qingge, it felt like it was just the tip of the iceberg.

She had a feeling that the real war was far more brutal and more shocking than what was painted in the murals.

In front of this mural, not to mention the Dragon Tooth Guards, even Mu Qingge felt insignificant. It felt as if she was standing before the painting, facing the people within the image, like an ant.

A mere glance from the people in the painting was enough to shatter her and send her into reincarnation, without even a chance to resist.

Before long, Mu Qingge and Mo Yang, along with the Dragon Tooth Guards, all had cold sweat on their foreheads.

Just as she was about to fall deeper, the palace bell at her waist let out a faint ’ting’ sound, pulling her spiritual sense back.

Mu Qingge blinked, feeling a bit of a chill down her spine and lingering fear at the thought of her spiritual sense nearly being sucked into the mural just now.

She looked at Mo Yang and the others, seeing them still trapped, and immediately sent a few spiritual power shots over, hitting their foreheads, waking them up.

"What happened?"

The Dragon Tooth Guards flinched, collectively waking up, but their faces were full of confusion.

They all looked at Mu Qingge, and for the first time, a look of fear appeared in their determined eyes.

"These murals are strange, don’t focus too intently," Mu Qingge could only warn. In truth, she was also a bit confused. Not knowing why she was drawn into the murals, she could only give a warning without an explanation.

Mo Yang and the six Dragon Tooth Guards nodded together.

He said, "Just now, I was only looking at the murals, but suddenly it felt like I was in the scene, as if I was being drawn into the war depicted in this painting."

"Me too."

"Me too."

"Me too."

"..."

The others also expressed their experiences one after another.

This showed that they all felt the same thing just now.

Mu Qingge pursed her lips slightly, lowering her eyes in thought. Her fingertips unconsciously grazed the palace bell at her waist, but she still couldn’t find an answer.

Perhaps the contents of these murals are real, and the person who painted them left a strong consciousness which affects viewers. Or perhaps these murals are enchanted with an illusion, which made them unconsciously fall into it.

But, no matter the reason, these murals are not harmless, and it’s best to stay away from them.

"Look around, don’t waste time, and don’t touch anything here casually. If there’s nothing valuable here, we’ll move to the next room." Mu Qingge made a decision.

After speaking, they split up to carefully search the room. They didn’t dare to look at the murals anymore.

Mu Qingge walked up to the three stone pillars.

The three stone pillars were arranged in a triangular formation. Mu Qingge stood in the center, equidistant from each stone pillar. The stone pillars were ancient and matched the style of the building here. In the center of the stone pillars, there was a hand-sized ’window’ sealed with a translucent material, within which outlines of something could be vaguely seen.

In the rooms they passed earlier, those items were casually discarded on the ground or on shelves.

But here, they were so well-preserved.

Mu Qingge pondered and thought to herself: ’It seems that the things inside these three stone pillars are not ordinary.’

However, the translucent material blocked her view, making it difficult to see what exactly was inside.

’How to open it?’ Mu Qingge frowned in thought.

At that moment, Mo Yang walked up behind her, his gaze also scanning over the three stone pillars, then he looked at Mu Qingge and asked, "Lord, should we smash these stone pillars open?"

Mu Qingge glanced at him from the corner of her eye, seemingly saying, "You’ve gotten bolder since we last met!"

This place is so strange, it might be filled with countless traps and mechanisms, and this guy suggests directly smashing the stone pillars? Even Mu Qingge wanted to commend him for his ’audacity!’

Wait!

Suddenly, Mu Qingge’s eyes sparkled as she caught a fleeting thought.

She looked at the stone pillars again and began to think.

If the things embedded in these stone pillars were not meant to be known or acquired by people, why leave them visible through a translucent window, tempting people?

Sealing them off completely or hiding them in an inconspicuous place would be better, wouldn’t it?

Now that they’re visible, by human instinct, people would certainly want to find a way to get the things inside. If this was meant as a hint, it suggests that there must be a way to open these stone pillars!

Mu Qingge circled the stone pillars a few times, carefully observing.

When she walked around for the fifth time, the other Dragon Tooth Guards also gathered around.

She continued for fifteen laps before suddenly stopping, exhaling a breath, and instructing Mo Yang and the others, "Break them open."

"Yes, Lord."

The Dragon Tooth Guards were 100% obedient to Mu Qingge’s decisions.

Even now, if Mu Qingge had asked them to take their own lives, they would not hesitate for a moment. So what’s smashing a few stone pillars?

Mo Yang didn’t move; it was the other six who took action.

Each pair of Dragon Tooth Guards surrounded a stone pillar, tapping it with their weapons.

Their actions were not crude; they first found some thinner and more fragile points of the stone pillars and then struck with force. After a few hits, cracks appeared on the pillars, but nothing unusual happened in the room.

Once they confirmed that breaking open the stone pillars wouldn’t trigger any chain reactions, they let loose and smashed open the three stone pillars.

The stone pillars were broken open, finally revealing the truth about what had been hidden inside.

There were three different types of weapons.

One was a fork, a pair of axes, and a hammer.

"Why do these three weapons seem familiar to me?" one of the Dragon Tooth Guards exclaimed in astonishment as he looked at the three weapons.

Actually, it wasn’t just him; the others, including Mu Qingge, also had a sense of familiarity with these three weapons.

Suddenly, Mo Yang’s eyes widened, and he shouted, "I know where I’ve seen them!" While speaking, he turned his head to look at the murals on the wall.

Mu Qingge and the others also shifted their gaze, and indeed, the murals depicted three formidable figures. The weapons they held were exactly these three.

"Could these be the weapons left over from the great battle depicted in the murals?" someone speculated.

If true, then the origins and history of these three weapons could trace back to a period even unrecorded in history!

However, Mu Qingge denied it outright. "Impossible, at most they are replicas of the weapons held by the figures in the painting."

To have such a mural painted here and leave behind weapons, if they were just some nobodies, who would go to such lengths? If not, how could their weapons be obtained so easily?

Eliminating various possibilities, only this one remained.

The three weapons before them are replicas!

Mu Qingge’s eyes flashed as she approached the three weapons, raising her hand to gently caress them, and slowly closing her eyes.

In a moment, she opened her eyes, and from deep within her clear gaze burst a brilliance. "Top Grade treasure!"

Top Grade treasure!

This term made Mo Yang and the others’ eyes light up with excitement.

You have to know that while Top Grade treasures exist in Linchuan, their numbers are not many.

Mu Qingge’s lips curved slightly into a smile; with a wave of her hand, the three weapons vanished before everyone’s eyes.

"Let’s go, hopefully, the next room will have a Divine Artifact," Mu Qingge said, stepping forward with a rather pleased mood.

When they entered the eighth room, Mo Yang and the others couldn’t help but take a sharp breath, sighing at Mu Qingge’s god-like prediction.

The eighth room contained only a pedestal.

On the pedestal, the words ’Divine Artifact’ were engraved with force.

However, the top of the pedestal was empty.

Divine Artifact?!

Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed as she quickly approached the pedestal!

The pedestal was huge, and when Mu Qingge reached it, she looked up.

There was nothing on it, not to mention a Divine Artifact, not even a trace of its presence!

"Did someone beat me to it?" Mu Qingge angrily clenched her fist in her palm.

Then, she recalled what Shen Bicheng said before entering the Death Gate. He mentioned that each door leads to a random place with no discernible pattern.

Maybe this room was visited by someone earlier, naturally taking the Divine Artifact that was here.

This outcome frustrated Mu Qingge to the point of almost spitting blood!

But, what can anger accomplish? She couldn’t exactly go and argue with the person who found the Divine Artifact before her.

Shooting a resentful glance at the empty pedestal, Mu Qingge didn’t want to stay in this room any longer and turned to the next room.

Upon entering the ninth room, Mu Qingge was stunned.

In front of her was a maze!

"Little Lord, this is..." Mo Yang was also shocked by the sight before him and spoke with surprise.

Mu Qingge didn’t speak, only squinted her eyes, contemplating the purpose of the maze.

Upon entering the ruins, they were separated, entering through different doors and naturally experiencing different challenges. This Li Palace seemed to be the endpoint of the challenges, but what did that signify?

’Even if Si Mo had never personally entered the ancient ruins, he must have heard something from those who did. Since the goal is to find something, one must search the entire ruins.’ Mu Qingge silently pondered.

Suddenly, a glint flashed in her eyes as she looked at the maze and thought, "Could this be the junction for all the entrances? Perhaps exiting the maze would lead to another area of the ruins?"

This idea seemed highly plausible to Mu Qingge.

She gently caressed the Palace Bell on her waist and made up her mind. "Enter."

With that, she lifted her foot and walked into the maze’s entrance. Mo Yang and the others followed closely behind.

Inside the maze, direction was completely lost, with nothing to guide them.

Mu Qingge wasn’t in a hurry; instead, she walked leisurely, silently memorizing the paths she took. After about half a day, Mu Qingge and her companions saw an exit. She hesitated for a moment before walking out.

As soon as they exited the maze, their view drastically expanded.

They found themselves on a vast plaza. At the plaza’s edge were steps connected to a majestic grand hall.

Standing on the plaza, as if they had traveled back thousands of years to an unknown era, they seemed to witness thousands of people seeking and discussing the Dao here.

The illusionary figures moved around them, ignoring their presence, simply engaged in their own activities.

Each was dressed in white, exuding an ethereal aura.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, scattering these phantoms, leaving behind an inert, dilapidated plaza and palace.

"This must be the main structure of the ancient ruins," Mu Qingge suddenly said.

The gates and challenges they passed through, including their contents, seemed to merely be an entrance examination.

Only those who passed the test, traversed the maze, and entered here were deemed worthy to learn and cultivate.

Si Mo mentioned that this ancient ruin is an abandoned Daoist temple.

A Daoist temple, a place for imparting knowledge and guidance, naturally wouldn’t have lethal traps. Of course, the cultivation back then was likely different from today’s standards.

Thus, if someone with exceedingly low cultivation enters, it would undoubtedly pose a life-threatening risk for them.

But for someone like Mu Qingge, with her level of cultivation, it posed no significant difficulty.

"Let’s take a look inside," Mu Qingge said, then walked towards the palace.

Mo Yang and the others followed, remaining vigilant of their surroundings.

The grand hall was already in a state of disrepair, with nothing worthwhile remaining.

The only thing that left an impression on Mu Qingge was a character hung in the central position, which read ’Origin’.

Why ’Origin’? What did ’Origin’ represent? Why was it displayed here as if symbolizing the principles of this Daoist temple?

Mu Qingge, filled with questions, left the hall and moved to the back.

Yet, upon exiting the hall, Mu Qingge’s eyes suddenly contracted.

In front of her was yet another maze!

However, this time, under a withered tree outside the maze, lay a white jade chessboard with pieces scattered, seemingly strategically placed.

The chessboard wouldn’t be placed here without reason.

Mu Qingge directly approached the chessboard.

However, she was a chess novice. After some thought, she called Mo Yang over.

After all, Mo Yang had received education at an academy, so playing chess shouldn’t be difficult for him.

Mo Yang observed for a while, racking his brains.

Even sweating, he couldn’t devise a solution. He looked at Mu Qingge and said dejectedly, "Little Lord, this seems to be a chess endgame, and I can’t solve it."

Mo Yang’s answer made Mu Qingge frown.

She wasn’t blaming Mo Yang for being unable to solve the chessboard but rather considering if there was another way to unravel its secrets.

Mu Qingge approached the board, her gaze fixed on it.

Whether it was an endgame or deciphering it, she didn’t understand.

But after observing it for a while, her eyes suddenly lit up, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Let’s go." Mu Qingge turned away from the chessboard, heading towards the maze. Her steps were confident and composed.

Mo Yang and the others were taken aback, a bit puzzled, but followed her.

"Little Lord, did you solve the chessboard?" Mo Yang asked curiously as they navigated through the maze, noticing Mu Qingge’s adeptness.

"No," Mu Qingge replied frankly.

Uh!

Mo Yang’s body stiffened, and he looked at her in surprise.

Mu Qingge chuckled, "I don’t know how to play chess, so I couldn’t possibly solve some ancient endgame. In reality, I didn’t even see it as a chessboard, just regarded those black and white pieces as dead ends and paths within the maze."

With Mu Qingge’s insight, Mo Yang suddenly understood.

He exclaimed, "It’s not an endgame at all, but a map of the maze!"

Mu Qingge nodded with a smile. "I don’t know chess, so I wasn’t misled. You know chess, and upon first glance, you were focusing on solving it, which led you astray, ignoring its most apparent feature. Whoever set this board was likely testing one’s ability to think outside the box."

What constitutes thinking outside the box, Mo Baby didn’t grasp.

Mu Qingge didn’t elaborate, simply saying, "If someone looking at the board keeps obsessing over how to solve it, they might never see the path above it, making it difficult to exit the maze. Approaching things differently, from another perspective, might reveal the answer."

The Dragon Tooth Guards listened, grasping the general principle despite some of the unfamiliar terms mentioned by the Little Lord leaving them confused.

However, they understood one principle.

If confronting a blocked path in the future, they should try another route. Maybe then it would open up!

With the guidance from the chessboard, Mu Qingge led the Dragon Tooth Guards out of the maze effortlessly, emerging in what resembled a training ground.

This left Mu Qingge somewhat disappointed.

She wasn’t here for sightseeing but treasure hunting. Couldn’t she find more valuable places? Like a storeroom! Secret chamber! Treasure Pavilion! Martial Arts Hall! Or places of that nature?

What treasures could a training ground hold?

After a quick tour, Mu Qingge indeed left disappointed.

And the Palace Bell hanging on her waist also showed no reaction. That only illustrated that what Si Mo wanted wasn’t here.

After reflecting, it was understandable. Something Si Mo deemed important, who would store it in a training ground?

However, she didn’t leave in a rush.

Remembering the experience with the chessboard, she carefully searched for clues at the new maze entrance.

But here, apart from a stone tablet engraved with what resembled cultivation technique formulas, there was nothing else.

After searching around, Mu Qingge’s gaze landed on that stone tablet.

’Dao follows the path of nature, shaping all beings. The source derives the essence of all things. Tracing the origin’s nature, cultivating the doctrine of the unity of myriad methods... One births two, two births three, three and four are opposed, five and six are mutually creative...’

Chanting the formulas on the stone tablet silently, Mu Qingge’s brow furrowed even tighter.

The text entered her mind with a sense of ambiguity.

As if she understood, but then again, as if she didn’t understand anything at all.

After staring for a long time, her mind was filled with those one-one, two-two, three-three, four-four, circling around her mind.

Suddenly, the confusion in her eyes disappeared, and a gleam burst forth.

She took a deep look at the stone tablet, then turned and entered the labyrinth.

"One begets two, two begets three, three-four stand opposed, five-six coexist..." Mu Qingge muttered under her breath, and her footsteps became somewhat unusual, resembling some mysterious steps.

Mo Yang and the others followed Mu Qingge’s steps, gradually her pace quickened, leaving behind only a trail of shadows where she passed.

Whenever Mo Yang and the others thought they were about to catch up, it was just a fleeting shadow.

In their pursuit, only the shadows of Mu Qingge and Mo Yang remained on the maze’s pathways.

Finally, Mu Qingge stepped out of the labyrinth’s exit, standing still, her eyes shining brightly as she exclaimed, "Star Beginning Step!"

This part of the maze actually requires a special technique to walk through.

And the formula for this technique is hidden within the stone tablet; moreover, it is an incredibly exquisite movement technique!

Mu Qingge had a premonition that mastering this technique known as the ’Star Beginning Step’ to its extreme, even Si Mo would struggle to catch her image!

’Star Beginning Step’ was not a name she chose. It emerged automatically in her mind when she crossed the labyrinth’s exit as she became more proficient.

Mo Yang and the others had already caught up, stopping behind her.

Similarly, their faces were filled with astonishment.

"Mo Yang, did you remember the steps just now?" Mu Qingge asked with a smirk.

Mo Yang nodded, eyes subtly shimmering with excitement.

Mu Qingge turned to the seven of them and said, "Make sure to remember, this is called Star Beginning Step. After returning, you will be responsible for teaching all Dragon Tooth Guards. Everyone must learn it, and it becomes a part of the evaluation."

The formula for Star Beginning Step is not difficult; the only way to perfect it is through continuous practice.

This body technique far surpasses those movement techniques outside.

Mu Qingge decisively made it a mandatory course for the Dragon Tooth Guards and permanently included it as an evaluation item.

"Yes! Little Lord!" Mo Yang replied solemnly.

Acquiring the Star Beginning Step made Mu Qingge feel refreshed.

She raised her head and said, "Let’s go, let’s see what kind of adventure this place brings us!"

The eight of them walked along the path for a while and entered a land of white sand.

The white sand was very fine, covering a wide area.

Above the white sand stood countless stones of varying sizes, each dull and lifeless.

However, at the entrance stood a stone tablet with the words ’Transmission Sea!’ inscribed on it.

"Since it’s a Transmission Sea, there must be some mystery to it." Mu Qingge murmured softly.

She walked into the white sand, casually reaching out for a stone.

As her hand fell, the dull stone flickered briefly before falling silent again.

She didn’t feel anything, so Mu Qingge shook her head and moved to another stone.

Mo Yang and the others mimicked her actions, touching stones here and there.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a shout of surprise caused Mu Qingge and the others to turn their heads.

They looked back to see a Dragon Tooth Guard touching a stone tablet, and the previously dull tablet emitted a glowing light.

"Little Lord, it feels like something is trying to enter my mind," the Dragon Tooth Guard said with flushed cheeks, straining to speak to Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed, asking, "What is it?"

The Dragon Tooth Guard gritted his teeth and squeezed out three words, "It’s a cultivation technique!"

Mu Qingge’s heart was filled with joy; she hurriedly said, "Calm your mind, this is your opportunity."

Upon hearing Mu Qingge’s words, the Dragon Tooth Guard quickly ceased resisting, sitting cross-legged, and closed his eyes to receive the knowledge from the stone.

Seeing his breath calm down, Mu Qingge looked at Mo Yang and the others, smiling, "It seems that here, one doesn’t choose a technique; rather, the technique chooses the person. Find the one most suitable for you."

Mo Yang and the others were overjoyed, responding before continuing to touch the stones.

Mu Qingge gazed around; here there were at least several thousand stones of various sizes. Could they all contain cultivation techniques?

’The method of passing down techniques in these ancient ruins is truly peculiar,’ Mu Qingge thought to herself as she continued to walk forward.

She was not in a hurry to find her own technique. She had already decided that once she left, she would take all these stones into her space and create a ’Transmission Sea’ there.

Haha! Haha! Haha—!

This thought made Mu Qingge burst into laughter in her heart.

Leaving these stones here is a waste; better to take them and strengthen her Dragon Tooth Guards, and she’d make it more convenient for others!

Mu Qingge strolled slowly in the Transmission Sea.

Behind her, Mo Yang and the others had gradually found stones resonating with them.

After a while, the Palace Bell on Mu Qingge’s waist suddenly rang once.

"Huh?" Mu Qingge stopped suddenly, looking down at the Palace Bell on her waist. ’The Palace Bell reacted? Could it be that what Si Mo wants is nearby?’

Mu Qingge’s eyes flashed, she picked up the Palace Bell and gently shook it.

Elsewhere, Si Mo held the Palace Bell, and it suddenly rang. A slight smile appeared on his handsome cheek.

With a gentle stroke of his fingertips on the Palace Bell, it gradually grew brighter in his hand.

In the ancient ruins, Mu Qingge surprisedly looked at the Palace Bell in her hand, which was glowing intermittently, understanding that this was Si Mo’s hint for her.

Seeing the Palace Bell flickering on and off, Mu Qingge became even more certain that what Si Mo wanted was indeed here!

She continued to walk forward a few steps, the Palace Bell still flickering.

After thinking for a moment, she stepped back a few steps, then faked a few steps forward, and the Palace Bell dimmed.

After several attempts, Mu Qingge understood the changes in the Palace Bell, smiled faintly, and walked forward with the bell.

The more she walked forward, the more obvious the change in the Palace Bell, indicating Mu Qingge’s closeness to the object.

About a stick of incense later, she stopped in front of a transparent Jade Pendant.

Seemingly, there was no path ahead.

However, the Palace Bell at her waist continued to flash incessantly.

’Could it be inside this Jade Pendant?’ Mu Qingge was startled by her own thought.

She had always been one to take risks.

Now that she had such a suspicion, she had to verify it.

Mu Qingge raised her hand, gently placing it on the Jade Pendant.

Suddenly, the calm Jade Pendant emitted a rainbow-colored glow, a powerful suction pulling her in swiftly, leaving her no time to react.

Mu Qingge’s vision went dark, and then bright.

When she saw clearly before her, she realized she had entered what looked like a cave-like chamber.

Here, only two stone tablets stood, similar in size.

The stone tablets were also dull and lifeless.

Arriving here, the Palace Bell grew increasingly bright, ceasing to flicker.

"Is it here?" Mu Qingge asked in surprise.

She glanced at the two stone tablets, then thought of the stones outside, and muttered, "Could what Si Mo wants be some powerful technique?"

Mu Qingge furrowed her brows and pondered, "Being placed here alone, it must be different from the techniques outside. Whatever it is, let’s take a look first."

Mu Qingge stepped toward the left stone tablet; as she approached, she raised her hand and placed it on the tablet.

Suddenly, the stone tablet lit up, firmly gripping Mu Qingge’s hand.

She was surprised and tried to pull, but her hand wouldn’t budge.

Yet, strangely, she didn’t feel any technique being transmitted; the only sensation was a kind of aura from the tablet passing into her body, circulating through her limbs, as if inspecting her body.

Suddenly, the Palace Bell at her waist rang.

The crisp sound echoed in the chamber. The ringing was urgent as if urging Mu Qingge.

Startled, Mu Qingge looked at the Palace Bell near her waist.

Suddenly, the Palace Bell flew up by itself, pulling Mu Qingge toward the other stone tablet.

Mu Qingge was shocked, her body was pulled by the Palace Bell while her hand was tightly held by the stone tablet. The right stone tablet seemed to be summoned by the Palace Bell, its dull surface starting to change, a black luminescent light gradually appeared, forming a vortex on the stone tablet’s surface.

As the vortex appeared, the Palace Bell became increasingly eager to pull Mu Qingge over.

However, Mu Qingge was now beyond her own control; her hand was firmly attached to the stone monument, and to leave, she would likely have to forcibly sever her hand!

In an instant, Mu Qingge was like the center of a tug-of-war, being pulled to and fro by two stone monuments, nearly tearing her body apart.

Outside the Ancient Ruins, Si Mo looked at the Palace Bell in his hand, trembling continuously and emitting a dazzling light.

He frowned, a hint of worry in his heart.

His little Ge’er must not come to harm!

Si Mo tightened his grip on the Palace Bell, continuously channeling his spiritual power into it.

But he did not know that the spiritual power he was inputting was being drawn by the black stone monument through the Palace Bell.

The stone monument that absorbed Si Mo’s spiritual power seemed to have calmed its frenzied emotions. The spiritual power was like its nutrients, greedily absorbed, temporarily halting its pull on Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could react, the stone monument that was absorbing her hand emitted an even greater suction, instantly drawing her consciousness into the monument.

Outside the stone monument, Mu Qingge’s body stood rigidly, maintaining the posture of her hand supporting the monument, her eyes devoid of focus. Meanwhile, the Palace Bell at her waist remained suspended in the air, one end tied to Mu Qingge’s waistband and the other end drawn by the suction from the black stone monument.

Fortunately, Si Mo’s spiritual power was flowing in, controlling the eruption of the black stone monument.

Mu Qingge’s consciousness entered a void space, and the force that had pulled her in left her somewhat staggering.

After stabilizing herself, she looked around and saw nothing but emptiness.

"Is this the world inside the stone monument?" Mu Qingge murmured in surprise.

Suddenly, she saw specks of light starting to appear around her, like stars flickering continuously in the night sky.

Those starlights grew brighter, seeming both distant and close to her.

She was enveloped by the starlight, as if placed in the era when the universe first opened, incredibly fantastical and magical.

Suddenly, a star bright as a flame rapidly expanded and flew towards her at high speed.

Mu Qingge’s eyes constricted sharply, subconsciously wanting to retreat.

But when she tried to move, she found that her consciousness couldn’t budge, as if it were being controlled.

What’s going on!

Mu Qingge was startled in her heart.

The flame rushing towards her was instantly in front of her, the continuously burning fire reflecting on her cheek, making her expression appear incredibly clear in the void.

The firelight reddened her clear eyes.

She saw that in the middle of the burning fire was some object.

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her forehead, and a golden light uncontrollably shot out from her forehead.

Mu Qingge was greatly shocked, staring to see that what flew out was actually the fragmented scripture passed down by the Mu Family, which she had left in the space!

’Mengmeng, what’s happening!’ Mu Qingge shouted.

Why did the scripture come out of the space without her permission?

Ever since she obtained this fragmented scripture, it had always remained absolutely silent. Even last time, when she was about to die, this damned scripture didn’t react at all.

Now, it was so excited that it could jump out of space on its own?

Mu Qingge called for Mengmeng.

However, Mengmeng showed no response, as if isolated in another space.

The burning flames continuously shed sparks. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

The piece of scripture that flew out from Mu Qingge’s space paused for a moment in front of her, then suddenly rushed into the fire.

Mu Qingge’s face changed dramatically with fright!

The Mu Family’s ancestral treasure wouldn’t be destroyed in her generation, would it? If Grandpa knew, he might kill her!

Mu Qingge wanted to stop it but could do nothing, watching helplessly as the scripture with Divine Clan characters flew into the flames like a moth to a flame.

After the scripture flew in, the flames became larger, and the burning object became clearer to see.

Mu Qingge suddenly realized that what was burning inside seemed to be a scripture too. The flames seemed to originate from within the scripture!

The Mu Family’s scripture, upon entering the flames, quickly began to burn and gradually merged with that scripture.

Mu Qingge was dumbfounded watching this scene, and a shocking possibility leapt into her mind!

While she was still questioning the reality of this possibility, the two scriptures merged into one in the flames and slowly unfolded before Mu Qingge...

A ball of fire suddenly lunged at Mu Qingge, shooting into her eyes and setting her clear eyes ablaze.

The prickling pain bombarded her, and Mu Qingge couldn’t help but want to scream.

However, before she could let out a sound, the pain vanished. The merged scriptures in the burning flames were displaying their contents to Mu Qingge.

Can’t understand! Still can’t understand the characters above!

But Mu Qingge was certain that the originally fragmented Mu Family scripture had been completed!

’So this burning scripture was indeed the missing part of the Mu Family scripture?’ Mu Qingge wondered in shock.

Just as she was thinking this, a deep and authoritative voice suddenly sounded in her mind, "Divine Strategy Upper Part!"

Divine Strategy Upper Part?

What the heck is this?

Before Mu Qingge could process this information, she saw those invisible Divine Clan characters on the scripture come to life, detaching from the scripture and pouring into her flame-burned eyes.

A massive amount of information stormed into her mind.

These things seemed to be beyond her current control, and in the depths of her consciousness, they transformed into a golden shining light ball and subsided.

In Mu Qingge’s eyes, the flames vanished.

The merged scriptures had long lost their text, turning to void.

Mu Qingge felt herself being forcefully pulled out, and once she came to her senses, her consciousness had returned to her body, standing outside the stone monument.

Mu Qingge’s body swayed slightly, as the hand that was caught by the stone monument suddenly released.

The suction had disappeared!

Mu Qingge looked at the stone monument, now dim and unlit.

’Crack!’

A crisp sound echoed as a deep crack appeared on the stone monument, almost breaking the entire monument.

’This stone monument is ruined!’ Mu Qingge suddenly felt.

The former ordeal left her unable to sort through her thoughts. All she knew was that the Mu Family scripture was completed, now residing in her sea of consciousness, and this scripture was only the upper part, with at least one other part’s whereabouts unknown.

By the way! The scripture’s name is ’Divine Strategy’!

Putting these aside, Mu Qingge looked towards the other stone monument.

The vortex on this monument was growing deeper, and the Palace Bell at her waist was still continuously outputting spiritual power, being absorbed by the monument.

Suddenly, Mu Qingge was stunned as she saw a black object hidden within the depths of the vortex.

It seemed to be the real culprit behind absorbing the spiritual power!

’It must be the thing Si Mo wants!’ Mu Qingge rejoiced internally.

Without thinking much further, she reached out, attempting to grab the mysterious object within the vortex.

Whoosh—!

Sss—!

Mu Qingge jerked her hand back, grabbing her right wrist with her left hand, looking at her palm in shock.

Her palm was slashed by a force, with black mist lingering over the wound. She could feel that the mist held extremely violent energy, continuously eroding her flesh, making the wound unable to heal.

The wound burned intensely, the pain making Mu Qingge’s hand tremble.

Yet, what shocked her more was, what were those black substances?

Mu Qingge pursed her lips, channeling spiritual power into her palm.

She struggled to expel those black substances, and only then did the wound in her palm begin to heal.

Watching the wound gradually heal, the scar turned pink and faded away as if it had never appeared. Surprise was evident in Mu Qingge’s clear eyes.

Because she felt that such a tiny wound cost her a considerable amount of spiritual power.

Her body’s self-healing ability came from the Genetic Transformation Agent, not spiritual power. So this situation had never occurred before. Now that it had, there’s only one possibility: when her wound was enveloped by the black substance, it secretly consumed her spiritual power.

"Such a domineering substance, what exactly is it? And what on earth is the thing Si Mo wants? Does this item really come from their kind?" Mu Qingge murmured, her gaze heavy as she looked at the mysterious object within the vortex.