Rebirth of the Innkeeper's Wife: She's Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 91 Searching for the Spirit Orb

I saw excitement and anticipation on everyone's face, as if they couldn't wait to go to that place.

My heart tightened, and I quickly tried to dissuade her, "Xu Yan, you're usually so busy with work, there's really no need for you to come with us this time."

However, despite my earnest attempts to persuade them, everyone seemed not to hear me and continued to do as they pleased.

At this moment, Xu Yan turned her head, looked at me with a firm gaze, and said, "Boss lady, your matter is related to me. If it weren't for... you wouldn't be like this. Besides, this is a rare opportunity for us to go out together, and I don't want to miss it."

His words were so decisive that I was speechless for a moment, unsure how to continue refuting him.

Chongyang panicked when he heard this, "No, no, I want to go too! What will I do if you all leave?"

Xu Yan patted Chongyang on the shoulder, "I'm leaving this inn to you. Saving lives is the priority. Besides, with us here with the landlady, she'll definitely be alright."

Although Chongyang was still unwilling, seeing that everyone else was determined, he could only nod silently.

Just as I was about to say something more, everyone else completely ignored me.

So, the group hurriedly began packing their bags, carefully putting the necessary items into their backpacks. After making thorough preparations, they embarked on their journey to the misty forest.

Huan Yuechu would occasionally turn to look at her companions, her eyes filled with gratitude.

These companions walked alongside her, giving her endless support and encouragement, which made her feel incredibly warm.

At this moment, her determination to find the Spirit Pearl grew even stronger.

The moment they stepped out of the room, a warm hand tightly grasped Huan Yuechu's hand.

She turned around in surprise and found that it was Wen Xingyu looking at her with a determined expression.

Her eyes were piercing, and her voice was firm and resolute as she said, "Sister Yuechu, don't worry! No matter what difficulties we encounter, we will definitely find the Spirit Pearl to save you." After saying that, she squeezed Huan Yuechu's hand tightly, as if she wanted to transfer this strength to herself.

The three of them continued on their way and soon arrived at the edge of the misty forest.

The thick fog exuded a mysterious and dangerous aura.

Upon entering the forest, the light immediately dimmed, and the surroundings became eerily quiet, with only the rustling sound of footsteps on fallen leaves.

Wen Xingyu held Huan Yuechu's hand tightly, cautiously observing the surroundings while explaining the possible types of traps and mechanisms to everyone.

Suddenly, the ground ahead sank, forming a huge pit filled with sharp wooden stakes.

Xu Yan reacted quickly, throwing out a rope that tangled with a nearby tree, and the three of them swung to safety.

As they ventured deeper into the forest, the strange flowers and plants emitted a mesmerizing fragrance, and Wen Xingyu quickly took out the antidote and distributed it to everyone.

Just as the three were feeling exhausted, a bright light appeared in the distance.

As they approached, they discovered it was an ancient palace, and the Spirit Pearl seemed to be inside.

However, there was a complex array of runes locking the entrance to the palace.

Wen Xingyu studied it carefully, cold sweat constantly beading on her forehead.

Just as everyone was anxiously waiting, she finally cracked the code.

The gate slowly opened, and Huan Yuechu took a deep breath, leading everyone into the palace to search for the Spirit Pearl, her heart filled with hope.

Upon entering the palace, an eerie light flickered inside.

As soon as she took a step in, a rain of arrows came flying at her, and Huan Yuechu used her meager strength to defend herself.

They explored cautiously, hoping to find the spirit pearl as soon as possible to save Huan Yuechu's life.

While constantly dodging the rain of arrows, they gradually ventured deeper into the ruins.

Suddenly, the ground shook, and many moving stones appeared around them, covered with runes and emitting a cold, eerie light.

Just as Wen Xingyu was carefully moving forward, her foot accidentally bumped into a seemingly inconspicuous stone.

However, this collision triggered an unexpected consequence—in an instant, an extremely powerful and violent force erupted from the rock, slamming into Wen Xingyu with lightning speed.

With a loud bang, Wen Xingyu was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.

Her body arced through the air before crashing heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Huan Yuechu, who was standing to the side, was extremely anxious when she saw this scene.

Although she herself was extremely weak from the previous battle.

But she still gritted her teeth without hesitation, endured the discomfort and pain in her body, and rushed towards Wen Xingyu with all her might.

When Huan Yuechu finally arrived at Wen Xingyu's side, he saw that Wen Xingyu's face was as pale as paper, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

Huan Yuechu quickly knelt down, gently helped Wen Xingyu up, and asked with concern, "Xingyu, how are you? Are you hurt?"

Xingyu shook her head with difficulty, indicating that she was fine.

The two helped each other to their feet and continued walking forward.

As they walked, they suddenly noticed a high platform standing abruptly not far ahead.

On the high platform sits a bead that emits a soft blue light, a light that is dreamlike and ethereal, as if it contains endless mysterious power.

Upon seeing the bead, Huan Yuechu and Xing Yu exchanged a glance, both understanding that this must be the spirit bead they had been searching for!

However, the path leading to the high platform that lay before them was not a smooth one, but rather covered by a dense array of raging fire traps.

These flames, like ferocious beasts baring their fangs and claws, relentlessly blocked the advance.

Faced with this predicament, Huan Yuechu took a deep breath, quickly concentrated all her mental strength, and did her best to mobilize the little remaining precious spiritual power.

As she waved her hands, a weak but tenacious spiritual energy surged forth like a clear spring, struggling to reach the raging flames and attempting to temporarily suppress the rampant arrogance of some of them.

Meanwhile, Xu Yan and Wen Xingyu were not idle either.

The two women stood a little distance away, their eyes fixed on the pattern of the flickering flames.

After a tense and meticulous observation, they were pleasantly surprised to discover a key detail: every ten seconds, there would be a narrow passage in this sea of ​​fire, and the flames above it would suddenly disappear for a mere second!

This discovery gave the three a glimmer of hope.

So they started working closely together.

Huan Yuechu continued to work hard to suppress the flames, buying more time for her companions; Xu Yan and Wen Xingyu were focused on calculating the rhythm of the fire's changes and constantly transmitting accurate information to Huan Yuechu.

When that precious second arrived, the three of them, as if by telepathy, exerted their strength simultaneously and rushed forward like arrows released from a bow.

The journey was fraught with danger; a single misstep could have resulted in being engulfed by flames.

But thanks to their tacit cooperation and tenacious perseverance, they successfully avoided deadly dangers time and time again.

And so, after several thrilling sprints, they finally got closer and closer to that mysterious high platform.