mtl008 Chapter 401 Crisis
Chapter 401 Crisis
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen finished their months-long retreat together. Their spiritual energy surged, like the rising sun, full of joy after a breakthrough. Yun Yao's eyes sparkled with a lively light, and there seemed to be strands of spiritual energy pulsating between her hair. Her skin was also nourished by the spiritual energy and had a warm and radiant glow. Chu Mochen was dressed in a black robe, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his every move showed his calmness and domineering. The powerful aura emanating from his body made the surrounding air tremble slightly.
They stepped out of the quiet room, feeling the breeze on their faces. It should have been a pleasant moment, but they were suddenly shocked to find that the atmosphere in the sect was so solemn that it was almost suffocating. In the past, at this time, disciples would gather in groups of two or three to exchange their cultivation experiences, with laughter and joy echoing in every corner; or they would rush to the training ground in a hurry, with that vigorous energy that made the entire sect full of vitality. However, at this moment, on the wide bluestone path, the disciples looked hurried and their steps were flustered, and the leisurely pace of the past was nowhere to be seen. They lowered their eyelids, their eyebrows and eyes were full of worry, and when they occasionally talked to each other, they also whispered and looked nervous, as if they were afraid of being overheard by others.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at each other, and both saw solemnity and doubt in each other's eyes. They grabbed a passing outer sect disciple, who was wearing plain gray clothes and trembling slightly. Facing the two's questions, his words were evasive and his eyes were dodging. After hesitating again and again, he lowered his voice, with a bit of fear and uneasiness, and revealed that there had been strange spiritual fluctuations in the sect's treasure house inexplicably in recent days, and it seemed that a hidden evil force was trying to break through the ban. This news was like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up thousands of waves in the hearts of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen.
The head of the sect urgently summoned the elders to the meeting hall to discuss countermeasures. This news made the situation even more serious. The meeting hall is the core decision-making place of the sect. It is usually solemn and dignified, but now the atmosphere must be tense. The entire sect is facing a great enemy. The soft defensive magic circle that used to cover the sky above the sect is now shining brightly and dazzlingly. The patterns of the magic circle are clearly visible, like a huge invisible net, protecting the sect firmly. The alert level of each sentry post was raised to the highest level. The guarding disciples were dressed in heavy armor, holding sharp blades, and their eyes were like torches. They vigilantly scanned the surroundings and did not miss any slight movement.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen knew the importance of the sect's treasure house, which was the foundation of the sect's inheritance. Countless precious magic weapons, classics, and cultivation resources were hidden in it, carrying the sect's thousand-year glory and heritage. If there was a mistake in the treasure house, the sect would be seriously injured, and in this world of cultivation where the weak are the prey of the strong, it might even fall into an irreparable situation. At the moment, the two of them did not hesitate, and they were in sync, and decided to take the initiative to help the sect resolve this crisis.
Yun Yao raised her head slightly, her eyes firm, her hair fluttering in the wind, revealing a determination: "Mo Chen, our sect is in trouble, we will do our best." Chu Mo Chen nodded slightly, his eyes full of trust and support: "Yao'er is right, we will overcome this crisis together." After that, the two walked side by side towards the meeting hall, their steps steady and powerful, their figures stretched out slender in the afterglow of the setting sun, like a pair of fearless warriors about to go to the battlefield, with the firm belief of protecting the sect, stepping into the unknown challenges.
When they arrived at the meeting hall, the two guarding disciples saw that it was them, bowed slightly, and quickly opened the door. Inside the hall, the headmaster and the elders sat together, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was hard to breathe. The headmaster was wearing a dark purple robe with complicated golden runes embroidered on the corners of the robe, which was a symbol of the headmaster's status. His face was serious, and his eyes were filled with worry and contemplation. His white hair, which was usually combed meticulously, was a little messy at this moment, showing his inner anxiety.
The elders either looked solemn or frowned, and were talking in low voices. Seeing Yun Yao and Chu Mochen coming in, the head of the sect nodded slightly, with a hint of relief in his eyes. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen bowed respectfully, and then Yun Yao stepped forward, with a light but firm posture, and told in detail the news she had learned from the outer disciples. When the elders heard this, their faces changed and they exchanged worried glances with each other.
An elder with white hair and a stern face spoke first, his voice low and hoarse: "If there is really an evil force trying to break the seal of the treasury, this matter will be of no trivial matter. Although our sect has gone through ups and downs and has a profound foundation, most of the elites are now training outside, and the combat power of those who stay behind is limited. I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with such a strong enemy." His words were like a heavy hammer, knocking on everyone's hearts, making the already depressing atmosphere even heavier.
Another elder with a plump figure and a full beard also echoed worriedly: "That's right, the most urgent task is to strengthen the defense of the treasury, and at the same time quickly send people to recall the disciples outside. But the journey to recall the disciples is long, and we don't know where they are now. It is hard to predict whether they can get back in time." The elders nodded one after another, their expressions solemn, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
Chu Mochen took a step forward, his posture as straight as a pine tree, and said in a loud voice: "Master, Elders, Yun Yao and I are willing to set up a defensive formation in front of the treasure house to buy time for the sect and wait for reinforcements to arrive. The two of us have just experienced a breakthrough in seclusion, and our strength has increased. We will do our best to protect the sect." His voice was firm and powerful, echoing in the meeting hall like a huge bell, carrying a reassuring force.
The head of the sect looked at the two of them, his eyes full of thought. He knew Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's strength and potential, and he also knew that the sect really needed someone to step forward at this moment. After thinking for a moment, he nodded solemnly, his eyes full of trust and expectation: "Okay, I will feel much more at ease with you two guarding the treasure house. But this matter is extremely dangerous, you two must be careful."
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen saluted again and said in unison: "We will follow the orders of the master!" Then, the two turned around and strode out of the meeting hall. At this time, the night had quietly fallen, and the stars were dotted, but they were covered by the light of the defensive magic circle. The breeze blew, bringing a slight coolness, but it could not dispel the tension and determination in the hearts of the two. They knew that a hard and arduous battle was about to come, and they would shoulder the responsibility of protecting the sect and fighting for a glimmer of hope for the sect.