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Ever since they discovered the Earth Spirit Pearl and a map in the secret chamber, they knew their journey would be anything but peaceful. Their next destination was an uncharted sea where clues to the Water Spirit Pearl lay hidden. However, they also knew that other forces coveted these artifacts.

Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing stood on a barren hill, before them a ruin eroded by time. A distant wind blew in, carrying the dust of history and ancient whispers. The scrolls in their hands trembled gently in the breeze, marking the new location right here—the remains of a forgotten Mohist ancestor.

Sunlight bathed the ruins, casting a golden glow on the ancient stones. Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing carefully made their way through the rubble, their footsteps echoing in the silence, each one seeming to awaken dormant history.

Zhang Wanqing's gaze wandered through the ruins, sensing their former power and splendor. An inexplicable emotion welled up in her heart, as if every brick and tile told a story of the past. She whispered, "This was once a sacred site for the Mohist school. I can feel its power."

Fu Siyuan nodded, his eyes gleaming with awe for history. He knew this wasn't just the remains of the Mohist school, but also the key to their search for the next artifact. His gaze fell on a half-buried stone tablet, engraved with vague hieroglyphics that seemed to point the way.

He squatted down and gently brushed away the dust on the stone tablet. The hieroglyphs gradually became clear in the sunlight. He carefully deciphered the words, each symbol like a key, slowly unveiling the dusty secrets.

"There's a ritual mentioned here," Fu Siyuan whispered, "a ritual related to water, perhaps related to the 'Water Spirit Pearl'."

Zhang Wanqing walked over to him, her eyes falling on the stone tablet. A strong resonance suddenly surged in her heart. She reached out and gently touched the hieroglyphs. A cool power flowed from her fingertips into the stone tablet, as if awakening some ancient power.

Suddenly, the ground began to shake, and the stones in the ruins slowly moved, revealing a hidden entrance. Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing looked at each other, knowing that this entrance might lead to the core of the ruins.

They walked into the entrance carefully, and an ancient stone staircase appeared before them, extending downwards to the unknown depths. They walked slowly down the stone staircase, and every step seemed to take them through time and space, back to that ancient era.

As they went deeper, the air around them became increasingly humid. Water droplets began to appear on the walls, and a faint mist filled the air. Fu Siyuan could feel the "Earth Spirit Pearl" vibrating slightly in his pocket, as if responding to the water element here.

They finally reached the end of the stone steps, and a vast underground space appeared before them. In the center of the space was a pool of crystal-clear water, with a faint mist floating on the surface. Around the pool were ancient magical instruments and talismans, which loomed in the mist, emitting a mysterious glow.

Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing stepped forward, their gaze fixed on a stone platform in the center of the pool. On the platform sat a transparent crystal ball, sealed within it was a blue bead. The bead emitted a soft glow, echoing the power of the Earth Spirit Pearl.

"This is the 'Water Spirit Pearl'." Zhang Wanqing said softly, with a hint of trembling in her voice.

Fu Siyuan nodded, his heart filled with excitement and awe. They had finally found the "Water Spirit Pearl," a discovery that would greatly enhance their power and bring new hope to their journey to uncover the secrets of the "Mohist School."

However, just as they were about to take the "Water Spirit Pearl", the water in the pool suddenly boiled, and a powerful force erupted from the water, knocking them back. They looked at the pool in surprise, only to see a figure slowly rising from the water.

It was a woman, her body made of water, her long hair fluttering in the water, her eyes deep and mysterious, as if containing endless wisdom. She looked at Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing quietly, her eyes without hostility, only a deep scrutiny.

"Are you descendants of the Mohist School?" The woman's voice echoed in the air. Her voice was clear and ethereal, as if it came from another world.

Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing nodded. They could sense the powerful force emanating from the woman, a force that was closely tied to the Water Spirit Pearl. They knew this woman was likely the guardian spirit of a Mohist ancestor, whose existence was to protect the Water Spirit Pearl.

"Why are you looking for the 'Water Spirit Pearl'?" the woman asked, with a hint of anticipation in her voice.

Fu Siyuan took a deep breath and told the woman about their journey and purpose. He described how they discovered the Earth Spirit Pearl, how they were pursued by a mysterious organization, and their determination to find the artifact.

The woman listened quietly, her gaze lingering on Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing. She could sense the resolve and sincerity in their hearts. She nodded slowly, and her body began to dissipate, transforming into a stream of water that flowed into the Water Spirit Pearl.

"You have passed the test, and the 'Water Spirit Pearl' will belong to you." The woman's voice echoed in the air. As her figure disappeared, a powerful force erupted from the "Water Spirit Pearl" and the entire underground space began to vibrate.

Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing stepped forward, stretched out their hands, and took down the "Water Spirit Pearl." They could feel the powerful power contained in the "Water Spirit Pearl," a power that was connected to their blood and intertwined with their destiny.

Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing stood in the center of the ruins, the "Water Spirit Pearl" in their hands emitting a soft blue light, which echoed with the power of the "Earth Spirit Pearl", forming a mysterious harmony.

Sunlight filtered through the cracks in the underground space, dappling them and casting a golden halo over their figures. Fu Siyuan could sense the immense power contained within the Water Spirit Pearl, a power connected to his bloodline and intertwined with his destiny. He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and felt the power of the Water Spirit Pearl coursing through him.

Zhang Wanqing stood quietly beside him, her gaze fixed on the Water Spirit Pearl, her eyes gleaming with curiosity about the unknown and a desire for power. She could feel the power within the Water Spirit Pearl resonating wonderfully with her body, as if the element of water itself were flowing through her.

Suddenly, blurry shadows began to appear on the walls of the underground space. These shadows gradually condensed into lines of ancient characters, which flickered in the air, as if awakened by the power of the "Water Spirit Pearl." Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing looked at the characters in amazement, sensing a certain ancient power within them.

Fu Siyuan walked forward and gently touched the words. He could feel the power of the words flowing through his fingertips. He began to carefully interpret the words. Each symbol was like a key, slowly revealing the dusty secrets.

"There's an ancient prophecy mentioned here," Fu Siyuan whispered, his voice trembling. "The prophecy says that when the descendants of the Mohist School awaken these two powers, the gate of destiny will open."

A flash of surprise flashed in Zhang Wanqing's eyes. She stepped forward and deciphered the words with Fu Siyuan. She could feel the power of the words resonate wonderfully with her body, as if the element of water also flowed through her.

"The Gate of Destiny?" Zhang Wanqing repeated softly, a hint of doubt in her voice. "What is that?"

Fu Siyuan shook his head, his brow furrowed. He didn't know what the Gate of Destiny was, but he could sense that this prophecy was crucial to their journey. He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and concentrated, trying to communicate with the power of the "Water Spirit Pearl" and the "Earth Spirit Pearl."

Suddenly, a massive portal of light appeared in the center of the underground space, emitting a dazzling light, as if it led to another world. Fu Siyuan and Zhang Wanqing looked at the portal in amazement. They could sense the powerful force contained within it, a force that was closely connected to the two spirit beads in their hands.

They cautiously stepped forward, reaching out their hands to touch the surface of the light gate. As soon as their fingers touched the light gate, a powerful force surged from it, enveloping them completely. They felt as if their bodies were being pulled by an invisible force, slowly moving towards the interior of the light gate.

The moment they passed through the light gate, they felt that the whole world was spinning, their vision became blurred, and their consciousness began to blur. When they regained consciousness again, they found themselves standing in a completely different place.

Here was another vast library, its shelves once again filled with a wide variety of books. They could sense the powerful power contained within these books, a power closely tied to the two spirit beads in their hands. They slowly stepped forward, reaching out their hands and touching the books on the shelves. This time, the library was no longer the storehouse of Fu Siyuan's brain, but rather a magical creation of Zhang Wanqing after she mastered the power left to her by her ancestors.

They began to peruse the books carefully, each page filled with the knowledge and wisdom of the Mohist school. They could feel this knowledge flowing through their minds, their consciousness expanding, their horizons broadening. They knew that this knowledge would greatly enhance their power and bring new hope to their journey to uncover the secrets of the Mohist school.

They were immersed in the ocean of books and forgot the passage of time...