Reborn Fairy Wife Takes Me on a Gaggle-Fire rampage

Chapter 218 Mu Chen Retrieves the Moon Key

Su Yun carefully took out an exquisite herb box from the mysterious bracelet on her wrist. The box seemed to have endless space, with all kinds of herbs neatly arranged inside.

She began checking the herbal illustrations in the ancient book one by one, trying to find the mysterious herb that could cure her brother Lu Yao. However, when she turned to one of the pages, her brows suddenly furrowed, and Lu Yao, seeing this, couldn't help but tense up as well.

Su Yun pondered for a moment, then said to Lu Yao, "Lu Yao, we are still missing one herb, which grows on a remote snow-capped mountain."

Lu Yao's brows furrowed as well, and she asked anxiously, "Which snow mountain? The one where the legendary black bear spirit often appears?"

Su Yun nodded and explained, "Yes, that snow mountain is very dangerous. Herbs grow on cliffs and the surrounding environment is harsh."

Lu Yao took a deep breath and said firmly, "Tell me what the herbs look like? Let me go get them. I'm willing to take any risk for my brother to wake up."

Su Yun moved the ancient book closer to Lu Yao, who carefully studied the illustrations. Her eyes were glued to every detail until she was sure she had memorized the appearance of the herbs. She stood up, ready to leave: "I've memorized it. I'll go now. Don't worry, I'll be careful."

Little Black, lying in the shade, yawned, rolled over, and said lazily, "Do you think she'll come back?"

Su Yun gazed thoughtfully into the distance and replied softly, "I hope she can come back."

As night fell, Mu Chen returned home from get off work to find Su Yun fast asleep in her warm bed. Looking at the sleeping Su Yun, a warm feeling welled up inside him. He wanted to help Su Yun regain her memories and find out about her origins; he needed to travel to the Outer Heavens alone that day. At midnight, Mu Chen transformed into a wisp of smoke and silently flew towards the Outer Heavens.

In the Outer Heavens, Mu Chen moved freely. Arriving at the Treasure Pavilion, he encountered a small old man leaning on a cane laden with a gourd of wine. The old man curiously observed this unexpected guest. "Honorable guest, what brings you here today?" the old man asked, stroking his long white beard.

"I've come to retrieve a treasure from you." Mu Chen looked around at the arrangement of the items.

"What treasure? Tell me about it," the old man pressed.

Mu Chen seemed to have already found the location of the item he wanted, and he answered directly: "The Moon Key."

The old man's lips curled down slightly, his face full of reluctance. He muttered, "No." His voice was low and somewhat hoarse, as if he was dissatisfied with Mu Chen's question.

Mu Chen glanced at the old man, his eyes firm and deep, as if they could see through everything. He said firmly, "Then I'm going to rob him." His voice was resolute and unquestionable.

Mu Chen knew that the Moon Key was the key to unlocking Su Yun's secrets; without it, Su Yun would remain perplexed by her origins. He understood that the mystery of Su Yun's past involved many unknown secrets, and these secrets could only be revealed through the Moon Key.

Mu Chen decided to take action. He quickly approached the old man, each step steady and powerful, his eyes revealing an unwavering determination. His movements were as swift as a cheetah, making his next move unpredictable.

Seeing this, the old man seemed to realize Mu Chen's determination. He suddenly laughed, a sly smile playing on his lips, and pulled a gleaming moon key from his robes, handing it to Mu Chen. His movements were swift and deft, as if he had prepared the key long ago.

"Why are you angry, sir? I'll leave it to you." The old man spoke in a fawning tone, his voice carrying a hint of ingratiation, as if trying to ease Mu Chen's anger.

"I want to ask you for something else." Mu Chen became serious, his eyes becoming even more profound, as if he could see through everything.

"What? What else do you want?" The old man's eyes widened, filled with curiosity and surprise, seemingly taken aback by Mu Chen's request.

"A suitable magical artifact." Mu Chen walked to the weapons storage area, his eyes sweeping over the many weapons, searching for a weapon that suited him.

"This one will do." Mu Chen took off the Butterfly Silk Arrow with light and quick movements, as if he had a special fondness for this magical artifact.

"Whom do you intend to give these treasures to?" The old man's gossipy eyes couldn't be hidden; his curiosity seemed to have been piqued.

"Don't be so talkative." Mu Chen gave the old man a look that was full of warning, as if telling him not to ask any more questions.

Mu Chen returned to the room as a wisp of smoke. Su Yun was still asleep. Her breathing was even and calm, as if she could feel Mu Chen's presence even in her dreams. Mu Chen gently walked to her bedside and placed the Moon Key and the Butterfly Silk Arrow beside her pillow. His movements were gentle and careful, as if he were afraid of disturbing her sweet dreams.

After a long and arduous journey, Lu Yao finally arrived at the legendary, perilous snow-capped mountain. The mountain was majestic and magnificent, perpetually covered in snow, and shrouded in an aura of mystery and awe. Lu Yao knew that not only were ferocious black bear spirits roaming here, but also many other animals adapted to the extreme cold, such as snow leopards, white wolves, and various rare birds. They were all native inhabitants of the snow mountain, possessing special abilities to survive in the harsh environment.

To avoid attracting the animals' attention, Lu Yao carefully concealed her movements. Using her surroundings as cover, she moved stealthily across the snow, trying not to leave any trace. Her movements were light and swift, as if she were one with the surrounding wind and snow. Lu Yao knew that if she were discovered by these animals, not only would her own safety be endangered, but she might also be unable to achieve her goal—to find the precious herb for Su Yun.

After a difficult search, Lu Yao finally found a medicinal herb growing in a crevice of rocks atop a precipitous mountain peak. The herb stood out starkly against the backdrop of white snow; its leaves possessed an unusual blue hue, covered with a thin layer of ice crystals. Lu Yao knew this was the very herb Su Yun needed. Growing in such harsh conditions required not only immense vitality but also a special energy to withstand the extreme cold.

Lu Yao approached the herb cautiously, knowing she had to harvest it without disturbing its growing environment. She took a delicate little knife from her waist and gently cut the soil around the herb, trying not to damage its roots. After careful work, Lu Yao finally succeeded in harvesting the herb intact. She carefully placed the herb into her medicine pouch, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.