Rumors of the Ruins

Across the vast expanses of the Spirit Road World, unfathomable ruins lay scattered like stars, each holding endless secrets and tremendous power that drove countless Spiritual Practitioners wild. Mu Chen, Luo Li, and their companions were in a bustling town of Spiritual Practitioners, where a rumor about the Mysterious Ruins stirred a thousand waves in their hearts, like a boulder hurled into a tranquil lake. The town was a gathering place for many adventurers in the Spirit Road World. Taverns and inns lined its streets, and Spiritual Practitioners from different lands, wielding different kinds of spiritual energy, could be seen everywhere. Inside a tavern, noisy voices rose and fell as news spread through the patrons' laughter and conversation. Mu Chen, Luo Li, and their companions sat at a table in a corner, seemingly cut off from the surrounding clamor, their attention captured by a ragged old man. The old man sat in the middle of the tavern with a cup of cheap Spiritual Wine before him, his eyes holding a depth born of weathering life's storms. A group of young Spiritual Practitioners sat around him, listening intently as he recounted the rumors of the Mysterious Ruins. "Those ruins are hidden deep within the Misty Mountains. They were supposedly built in ancient times by a powerful Spiritual Practitioner to protect a treasure of vital importance." The old man's voice was hoarse yet compelling, every word reaching his listeners clearly. "What kind of treasure is inside? A powerful spiritual weapon, or a rare cultivation method?" a young Spiritual Practitioner asked eagerly, greed gleaming in his eyes. The old man smiled faintly and shook his head. "No one knows exactly what it is. But rumor has it that a fortunate Spiritual Practitioner once found a fragment at the edge of the mountains that