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

Chapter 153 The Rare Treasure, the Spirit Pearl

Su Jinyan nodded in agreement and said solemnly.

"That's exactly why I've come here today. I hope to work together with you all to eradicate the foundation of the Moyue Sect and completely eliminate this cancer."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone exchanged glances and then shouted in unison, "Good!"

The voice resounded through the sky, revealing an unwavering determination.

Just then, a large number of villagers surged in like a tide, surrounding Huan Yuechu and the others, their faces full of gratitude.

Among the crowd, an elderly woman with a kind face, well over seventy years old, held Huan Yuechu's fair and delicate hand tightly, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Girls, you are all such kind people! If it weren't for your help today, our little village would probably have faced annihilation..."

Seeing this, Wen Xingyu, who was standing to the side, quickly stepped forward to support her mother-in-law and gently comforted her.

"Fellow villagers, do not worry. Those villains of the Ink Moon Sect have been driven away in disarray by us. However, this matter is not yet completely resolved. We will definitely find an opportunity to confront them again and ensure that they have no chance to commit evil again!"

Hearing Wen Xingyu's words, the villagers felt a little relieved, but they also seemed to feel that they couldn't be of much help, and they all looked troubled.

Just as everyone was looking at each other in bewilderment, the village chief slowly walked out from the crowd. He looked at the group of promising young heroes in front of him and asked.

"I just heard you all mention the mysterious mountain. Could it be that you are heading to that place?"

When the village chief asked us questions, we all nodded in response.

After a moment's thought, the village chief pondered to himself: Since this bead has attracted the attention of various forces vying for it, why not do them a favor and give this treasure to these chivalrous individuals? Perhaps this could preserve the village's peace for a while.

So, after making up his mind, the village chief said, "The road to the mysterious mountain is rugged and treacherous, and there are dangers everywhere along the way. Fortunately, our village has an ancestral treasure that may be able to help you."

After speaking, the village chief carefully took out a crystal-clear bead that emitted a strange light from his pocket and solemnly handed it to Huan Yuechu.

Huan Yuechu took the bead and examined it carefully. A hint of doubt appeared in her eyes as she murmured to herself, "What is so special about this bead?"

“Young lady, please don’t worry! This Spirit Pearl is no ordinary object; it is a true rare treasure! That’s why the despicable Mo Yue Sect is eyeing it covetously and will stop at nothing to seize it.” After saying this, the village chief paused and then continued.

"Alas, how many innocent people have lost their lives in this struggle! The saying 'A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure' is a simple and easy-to-understand truth that I believe you, young lady, are well aware of."

Huan Yuechu solemnly accepted the Spirit Orb from the other party, her face showing sincere gratitude.

"Thank you for your trust and help. I will never forget your kindness and gratitude."

The village chief smiled and waved his hand gently, speaking in a kind and amiable tone.

“You flatter me, young lady! It’s all just fate, there’s no need to worry about it. But… I have a favor to ask of you. I hope you can lend us a hand and severely punish those lawless members of the Mo Yue Sect.”

Upon hearing this, Huan Yuechu nodded without hesitation and replied, "Don't worry, we will definitely not let these villains get away with it. We will definitely seek justice for you and avenge those who died unjustly!"

After speaking, she turned to look at Mu Yang beside her and asked in a low voice.

"Mu Yang, do you know how to find the hiding place of the Mo Yue Sect?"

Although this sentence sounds like a question, it contains a strong sense of certainty.

After all, just looking at the last time the Mo Yue Sect was able to find him so accurately...

She knew that the man before her must have a unique method to track down the enemy.

This was the first time Mu Yang had seen Huan Yuechu so full of hatred and anger, and his heart couldn't help but stir slightly.

However, faced with her expectant gaze, he answered without hesitation, "No problem."

Immediately afterwards, he flicked his wrist, and several small, exquisite, golden tracking bees instantly flapped their wings and flew off into the distance.

Shortly after the tracking bees buzzed away, the group followed Mu Yang toward the direction of the Mo Yue Sect.

Along the way, Su Jinyan would frequently check on Huan Yuechu's injuries with concern.

The group hurried along the winding path and soon arrived at the outside of a gloomy valley, from which faint eerie energy emanated.

Mu Yang said in a low voice, "This is near the Mo Yue Sect's lair."

At this moment, Su Jinyan gently flicked her sleeve, and several round, smooth pills emitting a faint fragrance appeared in her fair palm.

With a smile, he distributed these precious pills to everyone present and said softly.

"Gentlemen, by taking this pill, you will be able to resist the miasma in the valley that strikes fear into the hearts of all."

Everyone took the pills and swallowed them without hesitation.

After the pill entered his stomach, he felt a cool sensation instantly coursing through his limbs and bones, and his previously tired spirit was refreshed.

At this moment, Huan Yuechu turned her head and looked at Xingyu beside her. She lowered her voice and solemnly instructed her.

"Xingyu, this journey is full of unknowns and dangers. You must protect Xiaobao well and do not be negligent in the slightest."

Huan Yuechu's tone revealed her concern for Xiao Bao's safety and her trust in Xing Yu's abilities.

Upon hearing this, Wen Xingyu nodded slightly to indicate that she understood.

A resolute look appeared on her beautiful face. She knew the weight of the responsibility she bore, but she felt no fear whatsoever.

Then, with firm steps, they walked together into this mysterious and dangerous valley.

As soon as you step into the valley, a chilling wind blows in your face, sending shivers down your spine.

However, before everyone could even get their footing, a group of Mo Yue cultists dressed in black robes with ferocious faces suddenly appeared like ghosts and launched a fierce attack on them.

Fortunately, everyone was prepared and did not panic in the face of the aggressive enemy.

Xu Yan flashed into the air like a nimble swallow, her long sword gleaming coldly, and her sword moves attacked the enemy like a storm.

At the same time, Huan Yuechu was not to be outdone. She stood side by side with Xu Yan, wielding her sword with impenetrable speed and perfect coordination.

The two swordsmen were incredibly fierce, their swordsmanship forcing the Mo Yue cultists to retreat repeatedly, leaving them in a sorry state.