I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

Zhang Wanqing stood in the secret room of the antique shop, clutching five spirit beads. Their light intertwined in the air, forming a delicate balance. Across from her, Li Ming, a middle-aged man and descendant of the Mohist school, surveyed the beads with a complex gaze. He claimed to be the last heir of the Mohist school and held the key to unlocking its secrets.

The air in the secret room was filled with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if every stone told a story from the past. Zhang Wanqing and Li Ming sat opposite each other, and on the stone table in the middle were the clues they had obtained from the old man in the black market - photos, maps, and letters.

Zhang Wanqing was the first to break the silence, her voice echoing in the secret room: "Mr. Li, you said you have the secret of the Mo family, now is the time for us to cooperate. These spirit beads, I think you should know their importance."

Li Ming nodded, his eyes lingering on the spirit beads, a trace of greed flashing in his eyes: "Miss Zhang, the power of these spirit beads is enough to change the world. I do have some secrets in my hands, but we need to find the right way to use them."

Fu Siyuan stood behind Zhang Wanqing, his hand gently placed on her shoulder, giving her strength. His voice was low and powerful: "Mr. Li, we know you are interested in the Lingzhu, but our goal is to protect them, not abuse their power."

Li Ming pulled out an ancient parchment from his pocket. Strange symbols and patterns were drawn on it. He explained, "This is a treasure map. It requires the power of a spirit bead to decipher it."

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan placed the spirit pearl on the parchment. The pearl's light resonated with the symbols on the parchment, gradually revealing the hidden route. A flicker of surprise flashed in Zhang Wanqing's eyes as she saw a familiar place marked on the map—the exact location of the stolen antiques she had previously reported.

"There," Zhang Wanqing pointed to the mark on the map, "I've been there. There's an ancient basement there."

Li Ming's eyes flashed with excitement. He knew they were one step closer to uncovering the Mohist secret. He whispered, "We must act quickly. If it falls into the wrong hands, the consequences will be disastrous."

They decided to move at night to avoid attracting unnecessary attention. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan took the five spirit beads, and Li Ming took the treasure map. The three of them headed to the ancient basement together.

The basement was filled with a damp and musty smell. The torches on the wall cast flickering light, guiding them. They carefully passed through the narrow passage and finally came to a huge stone chamber.

In the center of the stone chamber stood a stone platform, upon which sat a transparent crystal ball. Within the crystal ball was a massive bead emitting a soft glow. This bead was several times larger than the five spirit beads they held. As Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan approached, they could sense the immense power contained within this enormous bead, a power that was inextricably linked to the five spirit beads they held.

A trace of greed flashed in Li Ming's eyes, and he suddenly stretched out his hand, trying to grab the huge bead. But Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan reacted faster, and they quickly protected the huge bead behind them.

"Mr. Li, we said that our goal is to protect the spirit beads, not abuse their power." There was a hint of warning in Zhang Wanqing's voice.

Li Ming's expression changed, knowing his plan had failed. He sneered, "Alright, Miss Zhang, Mr. Fu, we'll cooperate for now. But remember, the power of the Spirit Pearl will eventually change the world, and you are only a small part of this great transformation."

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan carefully put all the spirit beads into their backpacks and prepared to leave the basement.

But at this moment, the entrance to the basement was suddenly sealed, and a powerful force surged in from all directions. Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan reacted quickly, combining the five spirit beads to form a protective shield to resist the invasion of this force.

A trace of fear flashed in Li Ming's eyes as he realized he was trapped. He shouted, "Ms. Zhang, Mr. Fu, we must cooperate to escape!"

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan held onto the spirit pearl tightly, knowing that this was their only chance. They began to channel the power of the spirit pearl, trying to break free from this enclosed space.

As the power of the spirit pearl grew stronger, cracks began to appear in the basement wall, and finally collapsed with a loud bang. Zhang Wanqing, Fu Siyuan, and Li Ming coughed in the dust, but they managed to escape the basement.

They stood on the ruins, the moonlight shining on their faces, casting a silver halo on their figures.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan stood on the ruins, their hands slowly spinning, each radiating its own light. The gentleness of water, the heaviness of earth, the fiery heat of fire, the lightness of wind, the brightness of light—five forces intertwined in the air, forming a delicate balance. Their hearts were filled with awe at the unknown, but also with a firmer resolve to uncover the secrets of the "Mohist School."

The five spirit beads slowly spun in their hands, emitting their own radiance. Their hearts were filled with awe at the unknown. However, a question lingered in their minds: the existence of the sixth spirit bead. What was the purpose of this sixth spirit bead? How would these six spirit beads work together?

By chance, while browsing an ancient tome, Zhang Wanqing discovered a record of a sixth spirit pearl. Known as the "Void Pearl," this pearl is said to control the power of space and connect different worlds and dimensions. Unlike the five major spirit pearls, the Void Pearl's existence has always been a mystery, its power and purpose never truly understood.

Fu Siyuan stood beside Zhang Wanqing, his eyes fixed on the description in the book. "The Void Spirit Pearl, does it really exist?" He asked with a hint of doubt in his voice.

"I believe it exists. Otherwise, my ancestors wouldn't have written about time travel, and I wouldn't have traveled from the Tang Dynasty to the modern era, right?" Zhang Wanqing's eyes flashed with determination.

"Once I find the secret of the Void Spirit Pearl, I will be able to travel back to the Tang Dynasty." Zhang Wanqing was very excited when she thought of this.

They began to look for clues in the secret room of the antique shop, and their eyes finally fell on an ancient stone slab with some strange symbols and patterns engraved on it. These patterns were surprisingly similar to the symbols on the five spirit beads, but in the center of the pattern, there was a blank space.

Li Ming, the middle-aged man who claimed to be a descendant of the Mohist school, walked over, his gaze lingering on the stone slab. "Could this empty space be for the Void Spirit Pearl?" he asked with a hint of surprise.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan began to study the patterns on the stone slab. They discovered that the power of the six spirit beads could resonate with each other, forming a powerful energy field. This energy field not only protected them from external harm, but also revealed hidden secrets and powers.

They decided to try combining the power of the five spirit beads with the pattern on the stone slab to see if they could unleash the power of the Void Spirit Bead. They placed the five spirit beads at the five corners of the stone slab, then concentrated their minds and channeled the power of the beads.

As they channeled their power, the pattern on the stone slab began to glow, and a powerful force surged from the stone slab, forming a vortex of light. Within the vortex, they saw a vague figure, which seemed to be telling something.

Zhang Wanqing and Fu Siyuan nervously watched the figure in the vortex. They knew that this figure might be the guardian of the Void Spirit Pearl. They began to talk to the figure.

The figure told them that the Void Spirit Pearl did exist, and its power could connect different worlds and dimensions, but the power of this spirit pearl was extremely strong and extremely dangerous. Only true descendants of the Mohist School could control and wield its power. In other words, only Li Ming and Zhang Wanqing could control and use it.

"Miss Zhang, it's up to you!" Li Ming smiled.

"Aren't you also a descendant of the Mohist school? Why do you have to rely on me? Can't you do it yourself?"

"Actually, I have difficulties too, Miss Zhang. Let me tell you, although you and I are both descendants of the Mohist school, I have been engaged in illegal transactions for almost 20 years. I have taken dirty money with my hands and my heart is not clean. People like me cannot control the spirit beads, nor can I unlock the secrets left by the ancestors of the Mohist school. And the most important thing is, I, I made all the dirty money by reselling antiques left by the Mohist school. When I die, I will go to the eighteen levels of hell and be whipped and trampled to death by my ancestors!" Li Ming finally told the truth.

"So, we have to believe in cause and effect. If a person does all kinds of bad things in this life, he will be punished after death. Not to mention going to the eighteen levels of hell, he may not even be able to be reborn as a human being." Zhang Wanqing said.

As they explore, they discover that the powers of the six spirit beads complement and enhance each other: the Water Spirit Pearl purifies and heals, the Earth Spirit Pearl protects and stabilizes, the Fire Spirit Pearl destroys and regenerates, the Wind Spirit Pearl transmits and transforms, the Light Spirit Pearl illuminates and guides, and the Void Spirit Pearl connects and transcends.

They decided to put all six spirit beads on the altar to see if they could play the greatest role.

As Zhang Wanqing silently chanted the incantation, the six spirit beads on the altar began to glow. A powerful force surged from the altar, forming a vast ball of light. Within the ball of light, they beheld a brand new world, a world filled with the unknown. This future world was in ruins, with civilians displaced and animals homeless. Even the Earth faced ecological threats, war, and slaughter... Tragic scenes flashed before the three of them.

"We can't let the tragedy of the Mohist family repeat itself," Zhang Wanqing said in a firm and powerful voice. "We must protect these spirit beads and protect this world. The spirit beads are not only the legacy of the Mohist family, but also the future of the world."

Fu Siyuan looked at Zhang Wanqing in front of him, his eyes full of admiration and expectation...