Chapter 489: The World of Martial Arts

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"Where do we go next?" asked Ding Zhi.

"We need to go to the northeast," said Zhu Yao.

"What's there?" Ding Zhi blinked.

Zhu Yao smiled and pointed to the sky. "Didn't you notice? The spirit energy of the Five Elements is converging there."

"Spirit energy of the Five Elements?" Ding Zhi looked up at the sky. The air was filled with spirit energy of various attributes, making it difficult to distinguish.

"The spirit energy in this Small Realm of Mount Kunlun is already thin, but it's exceptionally rich over there. It's clearly flowing there because of some kind of spiritual treasure. I'm guessing... it's probably related to a cave dwelling or a secret technique," explained Zhu Yao. "Either way, we should go take a look. There might be a chance for us."

"Alright then," Ding Zhi nodded, then added, "But we've already explored the entire valley. We haven't found any exit. How do we get out?"

"We're already out," Zhu Yao said with a hint of exasperation. She pointed to their feet. "We were always outside."

Ding Zhi paused, then looked around. It was true; there was no boundary or barrier. He hadn't even realized it.

"Let's go!" Zhu Yao walked in the direction of the northeast.

They followed the converging spirit energy of the Five Elements, traveling for a long time. However, as they got closer, the intensity of the spirit energy increased significantly. It also became less stable.

"Huh? This doesn't seem right," Zhu Yao frowned. The violent fluctuations of the spirit energy indicated that it wasn't just passively flowing. It was likely being violently absorbed. Something there was rapidly devouring the spirit energy.

Could it be a spiritual beast? But what kind of spiritual beast could absorb so much spirit energy? Could it be a spiritual herb? Unlikely; spiritual herbs absorb spirit energy, but they don't cause such violent fluctuations.

Zhu Yao's divine sense scanned forward. There was a large valley ahead, enveloped in a dense fog. The spirit energy fluctuations were originating from within that valley.

She took a deep breath and cautiously entered the valley, with Ding Zhi close behind. As they stepped inside, they felt as if they had entered another world. The fog wasn't ordinary fog; it was composed of pure, concentrated spirit energy. It was so dense that one could barely see anything, and the abundant spirit energy rushed towards them.

"Be careful!" Zhu Yao reminded. They immediately activated their protective spirit energy. The surrounding spiritual pressure was immense, forcing them to mobilize all their cultivation base just to stand.

Suddenly, a powerful suction force pulled at them. Before they could react, they were sucked away.

When Zhu Yao opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a soft bed. The room was simply furnished but clean and tidy. The air was filled with the fragrance of incense. A woman with kind eyes and a warm smile was looking at her.

"You're awake," the woman said softly. "How do you feel?"

"Where is this?" Zhu Yao asked, sitting up.

"This is the Hall of Cloud Mist," the woman replied. "You and your companion were injured and unconscious, so we brought you here."

Hall of Cloud Mist? Was this within Mount Kunlun? Zhu Yao remembered that after entering the Small Realm of Mount Kunlun, they had encountered various trials and tribulations. This Hall of Cloud Mist seemed to be a haven.

"Thank you," Zhu Yao said sincerely.

"It was nothing," the woman smiled gently. "You should rest well."

Zhu Yao nodded and looked around the room. She noticed that Ding Zhi wasn't there. "Where is my companion?"

"He's in the next room," the woman explained. "He was more severely injured than you, so he's still recovering."

"Can I go see him?"

"Of course," the woman replied. "But please be quiet. He needs rest."

Zhu Yao got out of bed and followed the woman to the next room. Ding Zhi was indeed there, lying on a bed, his face pale. He was still unconscious.

Zhu Yao felt a pang of worry. She reached out and checked his pulse. Although weak, it was stable. It seemed he was out of danger.

The woman watched silently, her smile unchanged. After a moment, she said, "He should wake up soon. Don't worry."

Zhu Yao nodded and sat by the bed, quietly waiting for Ding Zhi to wake up. The woman left the room, leaving Zhu Yao alone with her companion.

As she sat there, Zhu Yao's thoughts drifted. What was the Hall of Cloud Mist? Why had they been brought here? And what about the trials and tribulations of Mount Kunlun? Were they over?

She looked at Ding Zhi's unconscious face. They had come to Mount Kunlun seeking opportunity and growth. Perhaps this was part of their journey.

Time passed slowly. Finally, Ding Zhi's eyelids fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Ding Zhi!" Zhu Yao called out softly.

Ding Zhi looked at her, a hint of confusion in his eyes. "Zhu Yao? Where are we?"

"We're in the Hall of Cloud Mist," Zhu Yao replied. "You were injured, but you're safe now."

Ding Zhi tried to sit up, but a wave of pain washed over him. He winced and lay back down.

"Don't move," Zhu Yao said. "You need to rest."

Ding Zhi nodded weakly. He looked around the room, then back at Zhu Yao. "What happened? How did we get here?"

Zhu Yao explained what had happened after they entered the valley and were sucked away. Ding Zhi listened attentively, his expression thoughtful.

"So, we were rescued by the people here?" he asked.

"It seems so," Zhu Yao said. "They said this is the Hall of Cloud Mist."

"Hall of Cloud Mist..." Ding Zhi murmured the name. It sounded familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had heard it before.

"We should thank them properly when you're better," Zhu Yao said.

Ding Zhi agreed. He closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again. "Zhu Yao, do you think this is related to the trials of Mount Kunlun?"

"It's possible," Zhu Yao replied. "This Hall of Cloud Mist might be part of the trials, or it could be a safe haven for those who pass certain stages."

"If it's a safe haven, does that mean we've passed a stage?" Ding Zhi's eyes lit up with hope.

Zhu Yao couldn't say for sure. They were still in the dark about the true nature of the Hall of Cloud Mist and its purpose within the Small Realm of Mount Kunlun.

They talked for a while longer, speculating about their situation and what might happen next. As Ding Zhi's strength gradually returned, he was able to sit up.

A short while later, the woman who had brought them to the rooms returned, carrying a tray with food and drinks.

"You should eat something," she said kindly. "It will help you recover."

Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi thanked her and ate the food. It was simple but delicious, and it seemed to have a restorative effect on them.

After they finished eating, the woman said, "When you're feeling better, you can go to the main hall. The Elder is there, and he will explain everything."

The Elder? Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi exchanged glances. It seemed they would soon get some answers.

The next day, after they had both recovered their strength, Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi went to the main hall. It was a spacious and elegant room, filled with a peaceful atmosphere. An old man with a long white beard sat at the head of the hall, his eyes closed.

The woman who had helped them introduced them to the old man. "Elder, these are the two cultivators we brought here yesterday."

The old man opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi. His gaze was calm and profound.

"Welcome to the Hall of Cloud Mist," the old man said, his voice gentle but firm. "I am the Elder here."

Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi bowed respectfully. "Greetings, Elder."

"You were brought here because you were injured within the Valley of Spirit Energy," the Elder continued. "That valley is a place of immense spiritual power, but it is also dangerous. Only those with sufficient cultivation and understanding of the Five Elements can withstand its force."

Valley of Spirit Energy? So that's what it was called.

"You both possess a certain level of cultivation and resilience," the Elder said. "You were able to endure the initial spiritual pressure. However, the spiritual fluctuations became too violent, and you were overwhelmed."

Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi nodded. They remembered the intense spiritual pressure and the sudden suction force.

"The Hall of Cloud Mist is a place of rest and recuperation within the Small Realm of Mount Kunlun," the Elder explained. "It is also a place of guidance for those who have demonstrated potential."

Guidance? Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi listened intently.

"The Small Realm of Mount Kunlun is a place of trials and opportunities," the Elder continued. "It is designed to test and temper cultivators, helping them to grow and reach higher levels."

This confirmed Zhu Yao's earlier thoughts.

"You have passed the initial trial of resilience in the Valley of Spirit Energy," the Elder said. "Now, you have the opportunity to learn more about the Small Realm of Mount Kunlun and its true purpose."

The Elder then proceeded to tell them about the history of Mount Kunlun, the creation of the Small Realm, and the various trials and challenges within it. He explained that the Small Realm was designed to cultivate exceptional talents and prepare them for the larger world of cultivation.

He also told them that the Hall of Cloud Mist served as a central hub within the Small Realm, providing support and guidance to those who reached it.

"You have shown promise," the Elder said. "You have the potential to go further. But the trials ahead will be even more challenging."

Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi were eager to learn more. They asked the Elder numerous questions about the trials, the opportunities, and the dangers within the Small Realm. The Elder patiently answered all their questions, providing them with valuable knowledge and insights.

He explained that the Small Realm was divided into different regions, each with its own unique challenges and rewards. He also told them about the various spiritual treasures and resources that could be found within the realm.

"The ultimate goal of the Small Realm of Mount Kunlun," the Elder said, "is to find those with the greatest potential and help them ascend to a higher level of cultivation."

Ascension? This was a significant concept.

"However," the Elder added, "not everyone succeeds. The trials are difficult, and many fall short."

Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi understood. The Small Realm of Mount Kunlun was a place of great opportunity, but it was also a place of great risk.

After their conversation with the Elder, Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi felt a renewed sense of purpose. They had a better understanding of their situation and what lay ahead.

They decided to stay in the Hall of Cloud Mist for a few days to fully recover and prepare for the next stage of the trials. During their stay, they interacted with other cultivators who had also reached the Hall. They exchanged information and shared their experiences, learning from each other.

They also practiced their cultivation techniques and honed their skills, knowing that the challenges ahead would require their full strength and abilities.

Finally, after a few days of rest and preparation, Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi felt ready to continue their journey. They thanked the Elder and the people of the Hall of Cloud Mist for their help and guidance.

"The path ahead is yours to forge," the Elder said as they departed. "May you find success in your endeavors."

Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi bowed once more and left the Hall of Cloud Mist, stepping back into the unpredictable landscape of the Small Realm of Mount Kunlun. They knew that the trials were far from over, but they were now better prepared and more determined than ever to face them.

Their next destination, guided by the information they had received, was a region known for its fiery landscapes and elemental challenges. They were ready to embrace the heat and test their resilience against the element of fire.

The journey through the Small Realm of Mount Kunlun continued, filled with both danger and opportunity. Zhu Yao and Ding Zhi, together, faced each challenge head-on, their bond and determination growing stronger with every step. The path to higher cultivation was long and arduous, but they were committed to walking it, seeking the ultimate goal of ascension.