I studied him for a moment and said, "We are not ignorant intruders, but chosen guardians. We are willing to accept any test to prove our determination and worth."
The Heroic Spirit gazed at me for a long time, seemingly taken aback by my fearless demeanor: "Enough with the nonsense. Let me see your wisdom and resolve. Solve this riddle, and I will acknowledge your value."
The Heroic Spirit's trial was an ancient chess game, with black and white pieces occupying half of the board each. However, there was only one path that would allow the white king to safely reach the other side, while the black general attempted to obstruct him. This had to be completed within the span of an hour.
The arrangement of pieces on the board was extremely complex, with each move potentially leading to multiple possible paths, but only a few could lead to victory. Some moves appeared to open a path for the white king but were actually traps that would lead him into a dead end. The black general and other pieces formed a formidable defense, with each defensive move being exquisitely crafted, requiring careful thought to find a breakthrough.
Under the pressure of time, scrutinized by the Heroic Spirit and driven by my desire for the Dragon Vein Fragment, my psychological stress increased significantly. I carefully observed each piece on the board, analyzing possible moves and the opponent's defensive strategies. By eliminating those moves that would clearly lead to a deadlock, I gradually narrowed down my options. I tried thinking backward from the endpoint to identify the necessary conditions for the white king's safe arrival at his destination. After deep contemplation, I discovered a crucial move that could cleverly bypass the black general's obstruction and clear a path for the white king.
Once I confirmed this key move, I calculated several subsequent moves to ensure that the white king could safely navigate along this path to reach the other side. After mentally rehearsing it several times, I confidently began moving the pieces, each step precise and accurate. With the final piece placed down, the white king successfully reached the opposite end of the board while the black general could not intervene. I looked up at the Heroic Spirit, who revealed a glimmer of recognition in his eyes.
"You have passed the trial," said the Heroic Spirit. "You have demonstrated not only wisdom but also calmness and decisiveness. The Dragon Vein Fragment belongs to you; may its power assist you."
I gently lifted the Dragon Vein Fragment from above the Jade Coffin, feeling it merge with the other fragments of power within me—a warm and powerful energy coursed through my body.
At that moment, Zhao Wuji's pursuers reappeared, silently surrounding us. Leading them was a mysterious woman with a cold gaze, holding a high-tech scanning device in her hand.
"Li Jin," she said coldly, "you are surrounded. Hand over the fragment in your possession, and I can guarantee your safety and that of your friends."
I gripped the Dragon Vein Fragment tightly and quickly assessed our situation. Although they had silently encircled us, we shared an unspoken understanding. "You can forget it; I will never hand it over," I replied firmly.
The woman sneered before activating her device.
The interior of the Imperial Tomb was complex, filled with many stone pillars and hidden chambers. I quickly led Jack into a nearby concealed chamber to evade direct sight from our pursuers. I noticed that the leading woman’s high-tech scanning device might be key for her command and tracking. Using a special signal jammer, I interfered with her device, causing her to lose accurate tracking of us.
In the ensuing chaos among our pursuers, Jack and I swiftly struck back, utilizing our combat skills and speed advantage to quickly subdue several pursuers and seize their weapons. After creating confusion and acquiring weapons successfully, we took advantage of the secret passages within the Imperial Tomb to make our escape while setting several traps to slow down our pursuers.
Seeing two remaining fragments on the Navigator flashing red continuously filled me with an ominous premonition: "It seems we don't have much time left. Jack, let's hurry!"
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