After the intense confrontation with the Black Wind Gang last time, Ye Chen returned home, his mind fully occupied by the mysterious jade pendant. In his room, Ye Chen sat at the table, the soft light gently falling on the jade pendant. The fine texture and the faintly visible mysterious lines deeply attracted his gaze. Ye Chen gently picked up the jade pendant and observed it carefully, attempting to explore the hidden mystery from those complex lines, yet gained nothing. "Master, can you tell what's special about this jade pendant?" Ye Chen asked expectantly in his heart. After a moment of silence, Elder Spirit said, "This jade pendant contains a mysterious power, but its secret is probably not easy to uncover." Ye Chen frowned and fell into deep thought. He decided to first try to explore the mystery of the jade pendant with his own spiritual energy. Ye Chen slowly closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and calmed his mind. Then, he mobilized the spiritual energy within his body. The spiritual energy flowed like a trickling stream in his meridians and gradually gathered in the palm of his hand. When the spiritual energy had accumulated to a certain extent, he gently touched the jade pendant with his palm. The spiritual energy slowly entered the jade pendant, but the jade pendant showed no response. Ye Chen was not disheartened by this. He began to search his memory to see if there were any relevant records in the ancient books of the family. Suddenly, he remembered seeing a special decryption method in an ancient scroll. Ye Chen immediately got up and rushed to the family's library of collected books. Among the mountains of ancient books that emitted a stale smell, he searched carefully, not sparing any corner. Finally, on a dusty top shelf, he found the ancient book that recorded the decryption method. According to the ancient book, Ye Chen began to prepare the necessary materials and tools. He spared no effort, running around, either going deep into the mountains to look for rare herbs or bargaining with merchants to obtain precious ores. Back in his room, Ye Chen carefully set up a mysterious magic array and placed the jade pendant at the core of the array. He placed the collected materials in a specific order, not daring to neglect any detail. When everything was ready, Ye Chen took a deep breath and closed his eyes again to adjust his state. He made his mind as calm as water and let the spiritual energy run smoothly within his body. Then, he opened his eyes, his gaze firm, and once again mobilized the spiritual energy. The spiritual energy gushed out from his dantian like a surging river, flowed along the meridians, and was slowly injected into the jade pendant. This time, the jade pendant finally responded. It emitted a soft light that gradually intensified, and the magic array also shone with strange light. The lights interwove like dreamy silk ribbons dancing in the air. As the spiritual energy continued to be input, the lines on the jade pendant began to flow as if they had come to life. Those lines flickered with a mysterious light, like ancient runes telling something. Suddenly, the jade pendant shot out a strong ray of light, forming an image in the air. The image showed an ancient and mysterious ruin, surrounded by powerful spiritual energy restrictions that shone with dangerous light. The light of the restrictions crackled like electric currents. "Could this be the place indicated by the jade pendant?" Ye Chen thought to himself. The image vanished in an instant and the jade pendant returned to calm, but Ye Chen had already determined his goal. "Master, what kind of dangers and opportunities do you think are in this ruin?" Ye Chen asked. Elder Spirit said, "Perhaps there are endless treasures and powerful skills inside, but it is surely filled with fatal dangers." A determined light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes: "No matter what, I'm going to explore it." For this adventure, Ye Chen began an even more arduous cultivation. Every dawn, before the first ray of sunlight fully pierced through the darkness, Ye Chen would arrive at the back mountain of the family. He found a quiet open space, sat cross-legged, placed his hands naturally on his knees, and slowly closed his eyes. He adjusted his breathing to make his state of mind empty and ethereal, and then began to guide the surrounding spiritual energy into his body. The spiritual energy was like fine mist, slowly penetrating his skin and flowing along the meridians. He carefully felt the trajectory of the spiritual energy's movement and continuously guided it to gather in the dantian. Gradually, a brilliant ball of spiritual energy gathered in the dantian, shining with light. During the day, he was on the training ground, under the scorching sun, practicing various spiritual skills over and over again. His figure was like a ghost, moving rapidly, and the long sword in his hand brandished sharp sword shadows. With each sword strike, there was a powerful fluctuation of spiritual energy, and the sword glowed blue, like lightning streaking across the sky. His sweat poured down like rain, soaking his clothes, but his movements did not slow down in the slightest. He constantly adjusted his posture and strength, striving to make each move and each style reach the perfect state. At night, Ye Chen meditated in the quiet room. He sat on the bed, crossed his legs, and placed his hands in a seal in front of his chest. He cast aside distractions and let his thoughts completely immerse in the world of spiritual energy. He felt the flow of spiritual energy within his body, constantly compressing and condensing it to make it purer and stronger. The spiritual energy circulated within him like a galaxy, emitting a soft light. After a period of effort, Ye Chen's strength improved significantly and he had touched the threshold of the Lingju Realm. Ye Chen felt that the time was right. He packed his bags, bid farewell to the members of the family, and embarked on a journey full of unknowns. Along the way, Ye Chen crossed thick forests and steep mountains. In a deep and secluded forest, Ye Chen moved forward carefully. Suddenly, a low growl sounded in his ears. Ye Chen stopped and vigilantly observed his surroundings. A huge two-headed bear slowly emerged from the woods. This two-headed bear had a huge body, shiny black fur, and the eyes on both heads flashed with fierce light. Its sharp claws left deep marks on the ground. Ye Chen tightened his grip on the long sword and was on full alert. The two-headed bear launched the attack first. It lunged at Ye Chen with extreme speed, bringing along a gust of strong wind. The wind howled, swirling the fallen leaves and dust on the ground and forming a small whirlwind. Ye Chen flashed to the side quickly. While dodging, he swung his sword towards the bear's leg. The sword sliced through the air, making a "hissing" sound, and the blade glistened with a cold light. The two-headed bear nimbly turned around, and the other head opened its blood-filled mouth and spewed out a black smoke. The smoke quickly spread out, carrying a pungent smell and corrosive power. Ye Chen quickly operated the spiritual energy to form a protective shield in front of him and quickly retreated to avoid being enveloped by the smoke. The protective shield glowed with a golden light and collided with the black smoke, making a "hissing" sound. Taking advantage of the gap in the two-headed bear's attack, Ye Chen executed the spiritual skill "Swift Wind Sword Shadows". His figure instantly transformed into several afterimages, and the sword shadows attacked the two-headed bear like a sudden gust of wind and rain. The sword shadows collided with the bear's fur, making a "clanging" sound and sparking countless sparks. The two-headed bear was slashed with several wounds on its body, and blood oozed out, but this instead enraged it. It frantically waved its claws, and each wave brought along a powerful gust. The surrounding trees were snapped by the gust. The moment the trees broke, there was a "crack" sound, and branches and leaves flew everywhere. Ye Chen continuously jumped and dodged, his figure was like a light bird. His eyes were tightly fixed on the two-headed bear, looking for its weak point. Suddenly, Ye Chen discovered that the right side of the two-headed bear's body was relatively weak when attacking. He concentrated the spiritual energy on the sword, and the sword glowed with a dazzling light, as hot as the scorching sun. He forcefully stabbed at the right side of the two-headed bear. The two-headed bear was unable to dodge in time and was deeply pierced by the long sword, roaring in pain. The roar was deafening and startled the birds in the forest. Ye Chen seized the opportunity to attack continuously, each sword strike hitting the vital points. Finally, the two-headed bear fell to the ground and no longer moved. Ye Chen took a short rest, adjusted his breathing, and continued onward. Soon, he arrived at an ancient town. In the town, Ye Chen heard some legends about the ruin from the locals. It was said that once upon a time, countless powerful people went to the ruin, but most of them never returned, and their fates were unknown. Ye Chen was not intimidated by these legends. He firmly believed that he could gain something in the ruin. After a long journey, Ye Chen finally arrived at the location of the ruin indicated by the jade pendant. Before him was a desolate valley, filled with thick fog, making it impossible to see the path ahead.