nashuaworldcup Chapter 238: Dangerous Encounter at Yunwu Mountain
Chapter 238: Dangerous Encounter at Yunwu Mountain
1. Entering the Mist
Ling Xuan and Yun Mengting stood at the foot of Yunwu Mountain, gazing at the peak shrouded in dense fog, and both took a deep breath. Ling Xuan, dressed in a sharp suit, looked slightly fatigued after the long journey, yet his air of valor remained undimmed. Yun Mengting, on the other hand, appeared slightly disheveled, her skirt stained with mud and her hair slightly disheveled, yet her eyes shone with unwavering determination.
"This mountain doesn't look like an ordinary place. The thick fog obscures our vision. I really don't know how many dangers are hidden inside. But now that we have come this far, there is no reason to retreat. We must get to the bottom of the conspiracy group." Ling Xuan frowned and unconsciously stroked the hilt of the sword at his waist while speaking.
Yun Mengting nodded slightly in agreement: "Your Highness is absolutely right. Even if there are difficulties and obstacles, I am not afraid with Your Highness by my side." After that, she took out a thin rope from her bag and said, "This annoying fog makes it really difficult to walk. Your Highness, let's use this rope to connect ourselves so that we won't get separated." After that, she tied one end of the rope to herself and handed the other end to Ling Xuan.
When they first entered the mountain, the road was rugged, with rocks and thorns everywhere, but fortunately there were no setbacks. They walked slowly, only hearing the rustling of the wind through the trees.
Soon, something unexpected happened. A thick fog swept in like a surging tide, instantly blocking their view. Ling Xuan looked out into the distance, but all he could see was a vast expanse. "My beloved, this fog is too thick. You must stay close to me and don't stray too far," Ling Xuan said, tightening the rope slightly.
"Yes, Your Highness. You should also watch your step." Yun Mengting tightly grasped the rope and glanced around with her beautiful eyes.
Halfway through, Ling Xuan suddenly felt his footing slip, a feeling of unease rising in his stomach. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, tapping a rock beside him with his toes and leaping back more than a foot. Once he regained his footing, Ling Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "I nearly fell into this trap! This one's incredibly cleverly hidden."
Yun Mengting hurriedly leaned over to examine it, muttering, "This is a mechanically triggered trap. It's quite ingeniously designed, and must have been used by our ancestors to keep out outsiders. Fortunately, the prince was quick-witted, otherwise the consequences would have been disastrous."
Ling Xuan walked over to Yun Mengting and asked, "Now that this is the case, what should we do? Can we still escape this trap?"
Yun Mengting stood up, looked around, and said slowly, "This trap has just been triggered, so there should be a moment of safety. We can use the rocks nearby to circumvent it, but we still need to be extremely cautious, as there may be other traps hidden nearby."
"Okay, my beloved, please follow me. I will explore the way first." After Ling Xuan finished speaking, he carefully moved towards the stone beside him.
Yun Mengting followed closely behind, feeling a certain unease. The dangers of Yunwu Mountain were far greater than she had anticipated, but with Ling Xuan leading the way, she felt more at ease. They dodged traps and continued groping through the mist. The thick fog, like a playful child, lingered, growing increasingly eerie the deeper they ventured. A cool breeze blew past, sending a chill through Yun Mengting.
Suddenly, Ling Xuan seemed to sense something, paused, and raised his hand to signal Yun Mengting to silence. The two stood still, listening intently. Where the wind and the mist intertwined, a strange sound seemed to loom, like someone stalking, or some giant beast breathing. However, the thick fog obscured their vision, making it difficult to discern what was going on.
"Your Highness, what's that sound? Could it be someone from the conspiracy group?" Yun Mengting asked in a low voice, with a worried look on her face.
"It's still unknown. No matter what it is, we must be careful." Ling Xuan gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and looked around vigilantly.
After a moment, the noise died down. Ling Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Perhaps I heard it wrong. Let's go. We must find that ancient book as soon as possible."
So, the two continued on their journey. Little did they know that behind the fog, several pairs of eyes were secretly watching, and a greater crisis was about to surge towards them.