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In the depths of the secret room, Zhang Wanqing felt a strange wave coming from the "Water Spirit Pearl" in her body, as if responding to the call of some ancient power.

The light within the chamber softened with the power of the Water Spirit Pearl, resembling rippling water. Zhang Wanqing slowly approached the stone platform, her steps light yet firm, each one a dialogue with the ancient power within. Fu Siyuan followed closely behind, his gaze sweeping every corner of the chamber, alert for any potential anomalies.

Zhang Wanqing reached out and lightly touched the ancient book with her fingertips. The pages automatically opened at her touch, revealing a complex pattern that seemed to contain some profound formation. As she gazed at the pattern, a strong resonance welled up in her heart, as if her soul had formed some mysterious connection with the formation within.

Fu Siyuan stood beside her, his gaze also fixed on the pattern. He could sense the power within it, a force that resonated with the power of the Earth Spirit Pearl, as if awakening a dormant power within him. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement. He knew this discovery could change their fate.

Suddenly, the floor of the chamber began to shake. A powerful force surged from beneath the stone platform, lifting the book and suspending it in the air. The light emanating from the book grew increasingly intense, illuminating the entire chamber. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan watched in amazement. They could sense that this power was closely connected to the spirit pearl in their hands.

"This is..." There was a slight tremor in Zhang Wanqing's voice. She could feel the life and wisdom contained in this power.

"The Fountain of Awakening," Fu Siyuan said softly, a hint of awe in his voice. "This is the source of power that the ancestors of the Mohist School used to awaken."

As the power of the Awakening Spring grew stronger, Zhang Wanqing felt the Water Spirit Pearl within her body begin to vibrate. A cool energy surged from her dantian, flowing along her meridians, and finally gathered in her palm. She slowly opened her palm, and saw a blue light surge from her palm, merging with the power of the Awakening Spring.

Fu Siyuan also felt the Earth Spirit Pearl within him begin to respond. A powerful force surged from the soles of his feet, rising along his spine, and finally converging on his shoulders. He slowly opened his arms, and a yellow light surged from his shoulders, merging with the power of the Awakening Spring.

Under their guidance, the power of the Awakening Spring began to form a huge vortex in the secret room, which contained powerful life and wisdom. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan stood at the center of the vortex, and they could feel their own power rapidly growing under the nourishment of the Awakening Spring.

They closed their eyes, feeling the power flowing through their bodies. Their consciousness began to expand, and their vision began to broaden. They knew that this journey had just begun and they would face more challenges and dangers, but they also became more determined to find the artifact and uncover the secrets of the "Mohist School".

As the power of the Awakening Spring gradually subsided, Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan slowly opened their eyes. They could feel a qualitative change in their strength: their bodies became lighter, their minds sharper. They knew they had awakened a new power that would help them go further in their future.

They looked at the book on the stone platform again. The book had returned to its calm state, lying there quietly, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream. But they knew that all this was real, and their power had been awakened.

Zhang Wanqing gently closed the book, her eyes fixed on Fu Siyuan's face, her eyes gleaming with anticipation for the future. "Our power has awakened. What should we do next?" she asked softly.

Fu Siyuan took a deep breath, his gaze wandering around the secret room, his mind filled with plans for the future. "First, we must find the other artifacts," he said firmly. "Only by gathering all five can we truly uncover the secrets of the Mohist School."

Zhang Wanqing nodded, a determined glint in her eyes. "Then let's continue our journey," she said with a hint of determination in her voice.

Sunlight filtered through the treetops, dappling them and casting a golden halo over their figures. Zhang Wanqing could feel the power of the "Water Spirit Pearl" coursing through her body, sharpening her perception. She could hear the rustling of distant leaves and feel the pulsation of underground water. Fu Siyuan, on the other hand, could sense the heaviness and tenacity bestowed upon him by the "Earth Spirit Pearl." His steps became more steady, his strength more restrained.

They walked through the dense forest, taking every step carefully to avoid potential traps. Zhang Wanqing suddenly stopped, her eyes drawn to a strange patch of flowers ahead. These flowers emitted a faint blue light, similar to the power of the Water Spirit Pearl. She could sense a special energy within them.

Fu Siyuan also noticed the flowers, his gaze switching between them and the surroundings, trying to find a possible clue. He whispered to Zhang Wanqing, "These flowers may be a clue. They have similar powers to your 'Water Spirit Pearl'. Perhaps they can lead us to the next artifact."

Zhang Wanqing cautiously approached the blossoms, reached out her hand, and gently touched a blue flower. Suddenly, a cool energy surged from the flower, flowing along her arm into her body, merging with the power of the Water Spirit Pearl. She felt her vision become clearer and her perception sharper.

Fu Siyuan stood beside her. He could sense the shift in Zhang Wanqing's power and knew this patch of flowers might be an important clue. He whispered, "These flowers seem to be guiding us. They might be markings left by the ancestors of the Mohist school."

They continued following the direction indicated by the flowers, passing through the forest and over the hills, eventually arriving at a barren plain. The plain was empty, with only the whistling wind and the flying dust. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan stood at the edge of the plain, their eyes wandering across it, trying to find any possible clues.

Suddenly, Fu Siyuan felt the ground begin to shake, a powerful force surging from the ground. He quickly reacted, pulling Zhang Wanqing aside and avoiding the sudden crack in the ground. They stared at the crack in amazement, only to see streams of magma pouring out of it, flowing across the ground, forming a fiery red river.

A flicker of surprise flashed across Zhang Wanqing's eyes. She could sense the fire elemental power within the magma, a force that countered the power of the Water Spirit Pearl, creating a delicate balance. She whispered, "This is the power of the fire element, counteracting the power of my Water Spirit Pearl. Perhaps this is a test of our strength."

Fu Siyuan's eyes gleamed with determination. "We must pass this trial before we can continue our journey." His voice was filled with determination.

They began to carefully cross the flaming river, each step filled with challenges. Zhang Wanqing used the power of the "Water Spirit Pearl" to form a thin layer of ice on the ground. Although the ice was fragile, it was enough to support their footsteps. Fu Siyuan used the power of the "Earth Spirit Pearl" to form a series of earth walls on the ground, blocking the flow of magma and providing a safe passage for them.

They crossed the flaming river and arrived at the center of the plain. Just like before, there was a stone platform, upon which lay an ancient book. Within this book lay the clue to the next artifact. Their previous fear had faded, and they opened the book with resolve and hope.

The ancestors of the "Mohist School" had already written down all the clues for their descendants, waiting for their descendants to arrive.