"Let's go, let's follow the map and head straight to Mo Yuan City!"
Xiao Feng said excitedly.
Along the way, Zhao Yuwei didn't know much about Moyuan City.
Xiao Feng smiled and said, "I read about Mo Yuan City in an ancient book. There are members of the Mo Yuan clan there, and it is said that their origins are quite extraordinary."
"Oh? Tell me about it!" Zhao Yuwei became interested and moved closer to Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng cleared his throat and began to speak in detail: "Legend has it that the ancestors of the Mo Yuan clan were ancient gods, meaning they are descendants of the gods. This mysterious race has always disdained associating with humans, but they also follow divine messages and open Mo Yuan City once every hundred years."
Zhao Yuwei listened intently: "Doesn't that mean we came at the perfect time?"
Xiao Feng nodded and continued, "That's right. At that time, whether it's the Immortal Race, the Human Race, or even the Demon Race, they will all flock to Mo Yuan City. However, entering Mo Yuan City requires a special opportunity. Moreover, all living beings who enter, regardless of race, must live together equally within Mo Yuan City. After all, the gods love all people and will naturally treat everyone equally."
"This legend is truly captivating!" Zhao Yuwei exclaimed. "However, entering Mo Yuan City probably won't be that easy, will it?"
Xiao Feng smiled mysteriously: "Smart. It is said that one must undergo three trials to enter Mo Yuan City. Only by passing the trials can one obtain the elixir bestowed by the city lord of Mo Yuan City."
"Pills?" Zhao Yuwei's eyes lit up.
“That’s right.” Xiao Feng lowered his voice: “Legend has it that this kind of pill can help mortals ascend to immortality, allowing immortals to break through and ascend to become the only beings in the world that are close to gods.”
Zhao Yuwei gasped, "No wonder so many people have been searching for Mo Yuan City for the past hundred years. This kind of elixir is simply the ultimate pursuit of cultivators!"
Xiao Feng nodded: "Yes, but whether we can find Mo Yuan City depends on our fate."
As they talked, they continued to move forward in the direction indicated by the conch shell.
Looking at the misty mountain road ahead, Zhao Yuwei frowned. "Xiao Feng, are you sure we can find Mo Yuan City? This road is getting more and more remote."
Xiao Feng grinned: "Don't worry, we'll only know the result by searching. Besides, with this magical conch shell guiding us, how could we possibly get lost?"
In any case, we followed the guidance of the conch shell.
Zhao Yuwei rolled her eyes at him: "You're quite optimistic."
Although her tone was somewhat reproachful, a hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes.
Xiao Feng suddenly stopped, his expression turning serious. "I have an idea."
He turned to face Zhao Yuwei: "Moyuan City is too far away. Before setting off, I would like to visit the Ming Cult first."
Zhao Yuwei looked at him in surprise: "Why do you suddenly want to go to the Ming Cult?"
Xiao Feng sighed, worry in his eyes: "I'm worried about my godfather, Wu Hai. As you know, he's possessed by that Taotie..."
Zhao Yuwei immediately understood Xiao Feng's concerns.
She gently patted Xiao Feng's shoulder: "I understand how you feel. But Xiao Feng, you need to think this through. Only by finding Mo Yuan City as soon as possible can we find a way to defeat the Taotie. This is the key to truly helping your godfather."
Xiao Feng fell into deep thought.
He recalled his adoptive father Wu Hai's weathered face and the legendary Taotie, a beast said to devour everything. This ancient monster had somehow possessed his adoptive father, but its existence undoubtedly brought him immense suffering.
“You’re right.” Xiao Feng finally nodded and said, “Let’s go to Mo Yuan City first. For my godfather’s sake, I must find a way as soon as possible.”
The two continued their journey, flying on their swords for a whole day.
As night fell, they arrived at a remote town and decided to rest at a local inn.
Pushing open the inn's door, a rich aroma of wine and food wafted out. Under the dim light, groups of diners chatted quietly.
"Would you like to stay at the inn, gentlemen?" the waiter greeted with a smile.
Xiao Feng nodded: "Please arrange two superior rooms for us."
After settling in, Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei each returned to their rooms to rest.
However, in the dead of night, something strange happened.
Thick white fog rose from nowhere and quickly enveloped the entire street.
Zhao Yuwei was fast asleep when she suddenly felt something approaching.
Her fighting instincts were instantly activated, and with a flick of her right hand, her longsword was drawn.
"Whoosh!"
A flash of cold light appeared, and Zhao Yuwei suddenly opened her eyes. She saw a blurry white figure being cleaved in two by her sword, quickly turning into a streak of white light and escaping.
Zhao Yuwei then realized that she was no longer in her original room.
She looked around warily and quickly rushed out of the inn.
"Xiao Feng!" she shouted.
However, the scene before her eyes took her by surprise.
Xiao Feng was standing at the entrance of the inn, holding a long sword, staring at her fiercely.
"Xiao Feng, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Yuwei's heart tightened, and she immediately realized that the person in front of her was no longer the original Xiao Feng.
Before she could think any further, "Xiao Feng" suddenly swung his sword and thrust it at her.
Zhao Yuwei quickly raised her sword to parry: with a clang, the two longswords clashed, sparks flying everywhere.
Zhao Yuwei pushed hard, deflecting Xiao Feng's longsword.
Taking advantage of the moment, she spun around and kicked Xiao Feng in the chest with her right foot as fast as the wind.
Xiao Feng swayed and miraculously avoided the fierce kick.
Seeing this, Zhao Yuwei did not hesitate to plunge her longsword into the ground, and used the momentum to do a backflip, widening the distance between herself and Xiao Feng.
However, the moment her feet touched the ground, Xiao Feng's figure suddenly disappeared into the white mist.
"Xiao Feng!" Zhao Yuwei called out anxiously, her eyes searching for Xiao Feng's figure in the thick fog.
The brief exchange just now made her feel that Xiao Feng must have been possessed by something.
All around was silent, with only the thick fog slowly moving about.
The white fog gradually thickened, like a heavy curtain enveloping the surroundings.
Zhao Yuwei anxiously called out Xiao Feng's name, her voice echoing in the empty environment, but she received no response.
Suddenly, a bewitching figure slowly emerged from the white mist. It was a woman dressed in a red dress, with snow-white hair cascading over her shoulders, creating a striking contrast with her vibrant attire.
She wore a black veil, revealing only a pair of eyes that gleamed with a scarlet light.
Zhao Yuwei involuntarily took half a step back, sensing an unusual aura emanating from the mysterious woman.
Her intuition told her that the woman in front of her was no good person.
The mysterious woman chuckled softly, her voice as clear as a silver bell, yet carrying a chilling undertone: "Heh heh, little girl, why are you still so foolishly searching for that man? Don't you know that men in this world are all unreliable?"
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