Reborn Fairy Wife Takes Me on a Gaggle-Fire rampage

Gazing at the wondrous heavenly ladder before him, Mu Chen's eyes widened, his heart filled with astonishment and confusion. But at this moment, he couldn't care less about anything else and stepped onto the heavenly ladder without hesitation.

The moment he lifted his foot, Mu Chen felt a powerful suction force pulling him tightly. He carefully walked up step by step, each step firmly planted on the staircase beneath his feet, without the slightest sign of swaying. At the same time, the cigarette in his hand continued to burn, its flame flickering as if illuminating his path forward.

The ladder to heaven seemed endless; no matter which way Mu Chen went, he could never see the end. Thick clouds and mist surrounded him, blurring his vision. However, Mu Chen did not give up. He gritted his teeth and continued to move forward resolutely.

As time passed, the cigarette in Mu Chen's hand grew shorter and shorter, and the flame gradually weakened. Finally, when the last spark went out, Mu Chen found himself standing in front of the gate of Yunxi Pavilion. Mu Chen stepped forward and knocked on the door. A boy who looked like a doorman came out and reported, "Young Master Mu, please wait a moment. Master is preparing."

Mu Chen's eyes widened in disbelief. This was his first time ever visiting this place! How did the servant at the gate know his surname was Mu? Filled with suspicion, Mu Chen was eager to find out the reason, but he could only suppress his anxiety and wait patiently.

Time seemed to stand still, each minute and second feeling exceptionally long. Meanwhile, Mu Chen was like a cat on a hot tin roof, restless and anxious. His entire heart was focused on Wen Shu, constantly worrying about her well-being. Fortunately, he had arranged for a medical professional to stay with Wen Shu beforehand.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but finally a figure appeared in Mu Chen's sight. An elderly man, well past seventy, was walking slowly with light and steady steps. He held a delicate incense burner steadily in his hands, and wisps of smoke rose from the gaps in the lid, swirling and dancing in the air.

The old man's face was quite peculiar. At first glance, he resembled the venerable and otherworldly Laozi from television dramas; upon closer inspection, he seemed more like a highly accomplished Taoist priest. Mu Chen keenly sensed that this man was definitely no ordinary person. The events of the day were far too bizarre and inexplicable to understand.

The old man stood tall and graceful, his snow-white beard fluttering in the wind, truly like a celestial being descended to earth. He parted his lips slightly and said softly, "Young Master Mu, please follow me."

Just then, a flash of inspiration struck them, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the tranquil and beautiful resort. The resort was surrounded by green mountains and lush trees, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees.

When the mysterious old man first saw Wen Shu, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had sensed something unusual. Then, he reached out a finger and gently tapped the ashes in the incense burner, pressing it onto Wen Shu's forehead.

The old man slowly closed his eyes, as if entering a state of deep thought, a thoughtful expression on his face. After a moment, he reopened his eyes and turned to look at Mu Chen, who was anxiously awaiting an answer.

"The reason this child is so distraught is because she has seen some kind of special being," the old man said solemnly.

Mu Chen quickly pressed, "What on earth was that? How could it have turned her into this?"

The old man took a deep breath and then explained, "According to my speculation, a powerful treasure or spiritual object came to claim it as its master, but because the power it contained was too great and complex, it was unable to withstand it and was trapped in that resentment, and has not been able to escape and return to this day."

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, staring intently at Mu Chen, and asked in a serious tone, "Mu Chen, let me ask you, where exactly did Wen Shu go today?" After a moment's thought, Mu Chen slowly replied, "Reporting to Senior, she went to an antique shop today." Hearing this, the old man, who had been composed, suddenly frowned, his brows furrowing tightly, his expression becoming extremely grave. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "Impossible! There's no antique shop in that alley." After saying this, a hint of doubt and worry appeared in the old man's eyes, as if he had developed great doubts about this matter.

The white-haired, kind-faced old man gazed intently at Mu Chen before him, and asked slowly, "Young man, there is a crucial matter that requires your assistance. This woman is trapped in a dream from which she cannot escape; only your help within the dream can free her from this predicament. Are you willing to undertake this weighty responsibility?" He paused, then continued, "However, a great risk lies hidden within. If she becomes too engrossed in that illusory dream, you too will be drawn in, never to awaken. Moreover, when you finally awoke from that long and deep slumber, you would find yourself having forgotten every single detail, cause and effect, and minute nuance of what you were experiencing at that moment. It would be like a dream; once you open your eyes, everything would vanish like smoke, as if it had never happened."

However, even in the face of such a terrifying and unsettling situation, Mr. Mu displayed extraordinary decisiveness and resolve. His deep eyes shone with unwavering determination as he spoke without hesitation, "I am willing! No matter what unknowns and challenges await me, I will not back down. I hope you can lend me a helping hand and help me get through this ordeal."

Mu Chen looked at the other party with sincerity and asked again, "Your Excellency, I am deeply grateful for your help this time. But I wonder how much reward you would like to receive? After all, this matter is of great importance, and if I forget about it after I wake up, it would be a real problem. So please tell me clearly so that I have a clear idea of ​​what I'm owed." His eyes were full of expectation, but also with a hint of worry, fearing that his negligence might cause any displeasure or loss to his benefactor.

The old man slowly spoke, "Young man, I've remembered what happened today. If needed in the future, I will certainly ask for something in return for my help. However, Young Master Mu, rest assured, I will not make any excessive demands." With that, the old man gently stroked his sparse beard, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.