Fang Qing, Gu Yuan, and Jiang Monian all nodded.Seeing their assent, the elder guided the flying sword down to the ground.As they descended, Fang Qing gazed at the mountain before her: Huadie Mountain.Huadie Mountain rose tall and majestic, its summit crowned with a cluster of buildings. Below the peak lay no trace of greenery—only scorched earth and brittle tree trunks, some still flickering with small flames, though without fuel to spread.When the flying sword touched down, Fang Qing immediately disembarked and strode toward the mountain’s base, intent on ascending. She knew her purpose: she carried the Holy Sanctuary’s task, and her concealed intent would almost certainly be detected by the array. Yet she could not retreat; she steeled herself and pressed onward. The sooner she entered the array, the more time she would have.Without waiting for him, Fang Qing climbed forward. Gu Yuan instinctively followed. Jiang Monian, too, fell in behind him without hesitation. Thus the three entered the array’s veil almost in unison.…Surrounded by dense black mist, Fang Qing thought silently: her hostility had been detected by the array. She drew Wu Qian and, in the under-one-meter visibility, groped her way ahead.Before she had taken more than a few steps, the hiss of wind reached her ears. She veered right at once, leaving her previous position—and sensed a flying sword streak past on her left.Without looking, she swung Wu Qian, cleaving the incoming sword. She then launched into a sprint, weaving through the air in a flurry of defense. She steeled herself: she had not yet completed her objective, and she would not fall here.…Gu Yuan, following Fang Qing into the array, found himself in an empty expanse. He guessed the array must separate intruders. Since he bore no ill will toward Fire-Gold Sect, no black mist clouded his vision, and no swords attacked him. Tracking Fang Qing’s swift progress, he accelerated upward, knowing she would soon reach the summit.…Lost within the black fog, Fang Qing could hardly see. She advanced step by step, dodging the increasingly numerous flying swords, but this would not suffice. If she failed to emerge, her infiltration plan would collapse—and she would face the sect’s pursuit. To fulfill her main quest, she needed a solution—and swiftly.Deflecting a sword that whistled past her eye, she pondered: how to find the correct path? As she thought, her mind raced. The problem was visibility. If she could see again…Fang Qing dashed several steps forward, evading a volley of swords. Her vision unchanged, she realized she must find another way. She continued to swing Wu Qian, driving off swords, all the while thinking.Then inspiration struck. In her momentary distraction, a sword slit toward her left shoulder—but she twisted aside at the last moment. The blade only scorched her skin, leaving a crimson cut.She paid it no mind and activated her Blood-Qi Condensation Technique. Blood qi drifted from Wu Qian, forming a slender red cord that ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ probed the space ahead. Though she could not see its touch, any contact would relay feedback to her. If the cord fanned out like roots, it could map the surroundings.Eyes shut, Fang Qing focused on the sensations: ten meters ahead, a tree trunk; eight meters to her right, an upward slope; fifteen meters to her left, a wave of heat. Guided by the cord’s information, she weaved through the swords while steadily forging a path forward.…Halfway up the mountain, Gu Yuan felt the air grow warmer and asked in his mind, “Master Mo, why is it getting so hot?”After days of pestering, the man in Gu Yuan’s mind had finally consented to a name. Thanks to the manual he’d received, Gu Yuan had appended “Master.”“Because of the Raging Sun Spring,” Master Mo replied calmly.“The Raging Sun Spring?”“A spirit spring that heats its surroundings. Nothing to worry about.”“I see.”After running further, Gu Yuan heard Master Mo exclaim in surprise, “Golden Dragon?”Before he could ask why, a miniature golden dragon—about twenty centimeters long, claws razor-sharp, scales radiant—materialized before him. Though small, its presence weighed on him like a thunderbolt.The dragon fixed him with imperial gaze, then darted like lightning at his brow. Gu Yuan’s vision went dark as he collapsed to the ground.…Within Gu Yuan’s mindscape, darkness reigned—until a blinding golden light filled the space. The golden dragon had grown to immense size, its sinuous body hundreds of meters long, illuminating the inner sea like a sun. Its whiskers drifted on the air, its teeth gleamed with frosty light.The dragon’s head dipped, surveying Gu Yuan and Master Mo with silent authority. In its eyes lay a single message: it intended to devour Gu Yuan.Frozen by the dragon’s gaze, Gu Yuan felt his body grow cold, yet he did not panic—because beside him stood another figure.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.