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In ancient times, the Mohist school symbolized peace and wisdom. Mastering the art of mechanical engineering and the power of the elements, they dedicated themselves to maintaining the balance of the world. In that era, the Mohist forefathers lived in harmony with nature, harnessing the power of the elements to cultivate land, build cities, and heal illnesses. Their power was used to create, not destroy, and their presence made the world a better place.

Sunlight streamed through the ancient window lattices, illuminating the busy figures of the Mohist forefathers. They held various tools in hand, some carving intricate mechanisms, others blending mysterious potions, and still others studying the power of the elements. Their faces beamed with satisfaction and pride, for they knew their work would bring peace and prosperity to the world.

In this era, the power of the Mohists was widely understood and respected. They were not only disseminators of technology, but also guardians of wisdom. Their power was used to help people overcome difficulties, not to conquer and rule. Their footprints can be found in every corner of the world, and their names are revered by the world.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan seemed to be able to see the scenes of that era and feel the atmosphere of that era. Their hearts were filled with admiration for their ancestors and yearning for that era.

Over time, the world changed, and the power of the elements was no longer widely understood or respected. The knowledge and power of the Mohists were gradually forgotten, and their legacy became fragmented. Some greedy individuals sought to control the elemental forces for their own benefit, leading to an imbalance of power and the outbreak of conflict.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan stood before the ball of light, glimpsing the present-day Mohist school. They watched as the Mohist's descendants traveled the world searching for the lost orb. Some fought to protect it, while others sought to harness its power for their own ends. The orb's power roiled the world, and the true meaning and values ​​of the Mohist school were gradually forgotten amidst this turmoil.

They saw the abuse of Mohism's power and the turmoil and unrest in the world. Their hearts were filled with pain and anger, but also with determination and courage. They knew they had to stop all this and restore the true meaning of Mohism.

Finally, the orb of light revealed a possible future for the Mohist school. If the power of the elements continues to be misused, the world will fall into chaos and destruction. But if someone can rediscover the Mohist school's true power and restore the balance of the elements, then the world will have a chance to regain peace and prosperity.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan saw a vision of the future. They saw themselves in a ball of light, holding the five spiritual beads, standing at the center of the world, becoming the key to restoring balance. Their power could not only affect the fate of the Mo family, but also the future of the entire world.

They saw a world of peace and prosperity, a world where the power of Mohism was used correctly.

As the image in the ball of light gradually dissipated, Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan felt an unprecedented sense of responsibility and mission. They knew that the spiritual pearl in their hands was not only the legacy of the Mo family, but also the future of the world.

"We can't let the tragedy of the Mo family happen again," Zhang Wanqing said in a firm and powerful voice. "We must protect these spirit beads and protect this world."

Fu Siyuan held her hand tightly, his eyes gleaming with the same determination. "No matter how many difficulties lie ahead, we will face them together."

They knew that this journey had just begun and they would face more challenges and dangers, but they were also more determined to uncover the secrets of the Mohist school.

Zhang Wanqing stood before the ancient stone platform, clutching the Water Spirit Pearl. She could feel the power within the pearl resonating with a certain power within her own bloodline. A resolute light gleamed in her eyes. As a descendant of the Mohist school, she knew her mission: not only to find and protect the pearl, but also to maintain world balance and harmony.

Sunlight filtered through the cracks in the secret chamber, illuminating Zhang Wanqing's figure with a golden halo. Her long hair fluttered gently in the breeze, and her eyes gleamed with curiosity about the unknown and a desire for power. She knew that as a descendant of the Mohist school, she shouldered the responsibility of inheriting and protecting its wisdom.

Fu Siyuan stood beside her, holding the Earth Spirit Pearl tightly in his hand. He could feel the power within the pearl connected to his bloodline. His eyes were firm, as he knew that their fate had long been closely tied to the secrets of the Mo family.

"Wanqing, we have a great responsibility," Fu Siyuan said in a low and powerful voice. "We must not only find all the spirit beads, but also ensure that they are not abused."

Zhang Wanqing nodded, a glint of determination flashing in her eyes. "I know this is the mission of us, the descendants of the Mo family. We cannot let the power of the spirit pearl fall into the wrong hands."

They began searching the secret room for clues, hoping to find a way to use the spirit pearl. Their gaze finally fell on the ancient book on the central stone platform. Under the light of the spirit pearl, the book glowed even more brightly, as if beckoning them.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan carefully turned the pages. A powerful force surged from the book, enveloping them. They felt as if their bodies were being pulled by an invisible force, slowly moving towards the interior of the book.

The book records an ancient ritual known as "Spirit Pearl Resonance." It states that only when the power of the four spiritual pearls is properly channeled and integrated can the door to the secrets of the Mohist school be unlocked. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan exchanged a glance, knowing this was the answer they sought.

They began to follow the instructions in the book, placing the four spiritual beads in their designated positions on the stone platform. The water bead was placed in the north, the earth bead in the south, the fire bead in the east, and the wind bead in the west. The four beads slowly spun on the stone platform, their light growing brighter and brighter, forming a vortex of light.

As the spirit pearl spun, the murals in the secret room began to change. The figures on the murals seemed to come alive, their movements becoming vivid under the light of the spirit pearl. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan watched the murals nervously, knowing that they held the key to the ritual.

Suddenly, a figure on the mural stretched out his hand and pointed toward the sky. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan followed the finger and saw the top of the chamber slowly open, revealing a large circular opening. A beam of light streamed in, illuminating the center of the four spirit beads.

Under the light, the four spirit beads shone even more brightly. Their light merged together to form a vortex of light, from which an ancient symbol slowly emerged. This symbol was the symbol of the Mohist school and the key to the secret.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan stepped forward, placing their hands on the vortex of light, feeling the power of the spirit pearl coursing through their bodies. They closed their eyes, concentrated their minds, and channeled the power of the spirit pearl. As they guided it, the vortex of light began to spin faster and faster, eventually forming a portal of light.

When the portal was fully opened, they felt a strong suction pulling them in. They held each other's hands tightly and walked through the portal of light together into a new world.

Here, they saw the past, present, and future of Mohism. They saw the wisdom and strength of their ancestors, the turmoil and conflict of the present, and the possible peace and prosperity of the future.

Zhang Wanqing felt an unprecedented sense of responsibility and mission. She knew that as a descendant of the Mohist school, her mission was not just for herself, but for the entire world. She must protect the Lingzhu, protect the world, and ensure that the wisdom and power of the Mohist school were used properly.

"We can't let the tragedy of the Mo family happen again," Zhang Wanqing said in a firm and powerful voice. "We must protect these spirit beads and protect this world."

Fu Siyuan held her hand tightly, his eyes gleaming with the same determination. "No matter how many difficulties lie ahead, we will face them together."