I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan stood at the edge of the "Inferno Prison," the "Fire Spirit Pearl" radiating a fiery glow, forming a delicate balance with the power of the "Water Spirit Pearl" and "Earth Spirit Pearl." Their hearts were filled with awe at the unknown, yet their resolve to search for the remaining artifacts was also strengthened. They knew that obtaining each artifact would be a test of their strength and will.

With the addition of the Fire Spirit Pearl, Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan's powers were enhanced like never before. They could sense a mysterious connection between the four divine artifacts, a connection that made their powers both more powerful and more complex. They knew this power would be the key to their search for the next divine artifact.

They embarked on a new journey, passing through endless forests and mountains, and arrived at a desolate plateau. Above the plateau, there was nothing but the howling wind and the swirling clouds. Their goal was the "Wind Spirit Pearl," which, according to ancient records, was hidden somewhere secret in this plateau.

Zhang Wanqing stood at the edge of the plateau. She could feel the "Water Spirit Pearl" slowly coursing through her body, shielding her from the chilling winds. Fu Siyuan could sense the power of the "Earth Spirit Pearl," keeping him steady in the fierce winds. Their gazes wandered across the plateau, searching for any clues.

Suddenly, a gust of wind whipped up dust and sand, almost blinding them. Zhang Wanqing reacted quickly, her power forming walls of ice in the air to block the wind. Fu Siyuan, using the power of the "Earth Spirit Pearl," formed walls of earth on the ground to protect them from the dust and sand.

However, the gale didn't subside; instead, it grew even stronger. The wind seemed to hold a certain power, a force that put them under unprecedented pressure. A flicker of determination flashed in Zhang Wanqing's eyes; she knew this was a challenge they had to face. Under the power of the Water Spirit Pearl, the gale gradually subsided, and the dust began to settle.

Fu Siyuan also felt the power of the Earth Spirit Pearl surge within him. He channeled the power into his feet, rooting them deeply into the earth. He could feel the pulse of the earth, a pulse that made him as steady as a rock in the fierce wind.

As the strong winds subsided, they finally got a clear view of the plateau. In the center of the plateau, there was also a huge stone platform, and on the stone platform, there was an ancient book, which contained clues to the "Wind Spirit Pearl".

They approached the stone platform cautiously. As they approached, it suddenly shone with dazzling light, and a powerful force of wind surged from it, forming a massive tornado. The tornado raged across the plateau, sweeping sand, dust, and rocks into the air, forming walls of wind.

Zhang Wanqing channeled the power of the "Water Spirit Pearl" into her hands. Slowly opening her palms, icy blue beams shot out from her palms, striking the center of the tornado. Fu Siyuan channeled the power of the "Earth Spirit Pearl" into his feet. Earth-yellow beams shot out from his palms, striking the center of the tornado.

Under the power of the Water Spirit Pearl and the Earth Spirit Pearl, the tornado gradually subsided, and the wind wall began to dissipate. They stood back to back, panting, but with a glint of determination in their eyes. Although the tornado was powerful, it ultimately retreated in the face of the divine power.

The wind on the plateau seemed even stronger, howling as if mocking their powerlessness. Zhang Wanqing tightened her collar, her gaze fixed on the stone platform in the distance. That was where the Wind Spirit Pearl lay, and it was also the challenge they must conquer. "We can't just rush in blindly again," Fu Siyuan's voice was firm and calm in the wind. "We need a plan."

Zhang Wanqing nodded, her gaze roaming the plateau, searching for possible clues. "The power of the Wind Spirit Pearl is closely related to the wind element. We need to find a way to counteract or utilize this power."

They began to search on the plateau, hoping to find some useful clues. Fu Siyuan's eyes fell on a huge rock. The shape of the rock was strange, and it seemed that it had formed some special pattern under the erosion of the wind. He walked forward and gently touched the surface of the rock, feeling the traces left on the rock by the power of the wind.

"Here," Fu Siyuan pointed to the pattern on the rock, "this might be an ancient weather vane, indicating the direction of the wind."

Zhang Wanqing stepped forward, her gaze lingering on the patterns on the rocks. "If we can take advantage of the wind's direction, perhaps we can reduce its impact on us," she said with a hint of anticipation.

They began searching for more clues, hoping to find a way to control or direct the power of the wind. They discovered ancient runes carved into rocks that seemed to be related to the power of the wind. They carefully recorded these runes, hoping to find a way to decipher them.

As time went by, they gradually pieced together a possible plan. They decided to use the power of the "Water Spirit Pearl" and the "Earth Spirit Pearl" to create a barrier that could withstand the force of the wind and allow them to approach the stone platform.

They began to deploy on the plateau, using the power of the "Water Spirit Pearl" to form a thin layer of ice on the ground, which would reduce the impact of the wind on them. At the same time, they used the power of the "Earth Spirit Pearl" to form earth walls on the ground, which would guide the wind and allow them to get closer to the stone platform.

When everything was ready, they stood before the stone platform once again. The wind was still strong, but this time they were prepared. Zhang Wanqing took a deep breath, and her power formed ice walls in the air, which stood firm in the wind. Fu Siyuan used the power of the "Earth Spirit Pearl" to form earth walls on the ground. These walls guided the wind and provided a path for them to reach the stone platform.

They passed through the wall of wind, each step filled with caution. The force of the wind tried to push them back, but this time they were prepared. Their strength formed a solid barrier against the wind, protecting them from its impact.

As they approached the stone platform, the wind grew stronger, as if resisting their approach. But this time, they did not retreat. They worked together again and finally hit the center of the wind.

The wind died down, and they finally reached the stone platform. On the platform, as before, were ancient books, each emitting a faint glow.

However, just as they were about to open the book, an even stronger wind suddenly surged from the stone platform, enveloping them completely. This wind was stronger than ever before, threatening to tear their barrier apart. They felt as if their bodies were being pulled by an invisible force, slowly moving towards the interior of the book.