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A great mountain in the forest pierced the sky like a sharp sword, surrounded by swirling clouds and mist that carried a hint of chill. It lacked the beauty of a paradise and instead felt like the dwelling place of demons. Birds did not alight in the vicinity, and an eerie silence enveloped the area. At the treetop of a towering tree, over a hundred feet high, stood a twelve or thirteen-year-old herbal apprentice surveying the mountain. To him, this mountain was both familiar and strange; familiar because he had just descended from it after spending quite some time there, and strange because it looked nothing like it did when he first entered. This herbal apprentice, Mo Wen, had emerged from the Melted Cave, and the mountain before him was Bei Yin Mountain. Now, he was preparing to leave.
After exiting the Melted Cave, he was astonished by the change in scenery before him, which also brought him heartache. His sorrow stemmed from the precious resources on the mountain; before entering the Melted Cave, he had discovered some ancient medicinal herbs growing there but had not harvested them at that time. He had hoped to gather them later, but upon his return, everything looked completely different. Although the mountain's shape remained unchanged, the surrounding landscape was utterly transformed. Undeterred, he spent about ten days "inspecting" his "mountain," but after yielding only meager results, he finally gave up.
After refining the Xuantian Decree in the cave, he diligently studied it for several days. The outcome left him feeling embarrassed; he realized that he had only grasped the function of the Xuantian Decree as a "gate pass." According to vague descriptions in the Xuan Tian Formation, the Xuantian Decree was certainly more than just a "gate pass," but Mo Wen had no idea what other functions it might possess. The information regarding its utility suggested that aside from being necessary for entering and exiting the Sect, it held other mysterious uses that would be understood once fully mastered. This meant that he had not truly mastered the Xuantian Decree yet. However, reflecting on this brought him some relief; if someone at his current Realm level could completely master the Xuantian Decree in such a short time, then the Xuantian Sect would not have stood strong for so long. The cave would have been breached long ago, and all its treasures would have fallen into others' hands. The founding ancestor must have had confidence that even without guardianship, no one could breach the Sect.
After studying the Xuantian Decree and wandering around the cave for a few more days—primarily to "clean up"—he collected some of the oldest medicinal herbs. Since the last master of Xuantian Sect left during the Ancient Era, no one had entered this cave again. Many of the cultivated herbs had matured beyond their prime; if exchanged outside, even someone like Old Lu would be envious. Mo Wen not only harvested herbs but also planted some seeds he had gathered himself. For now, this cave was undoubtedly a safe haven; despite suffering damage from enemies, its great door remained steadfast. He felt confident that even his most precious possessions could be left here without worry—let alone mere herbs. Moreover, seeing many vacant areas sparked his desire to cultivate land; this cave spanned roughly twenty to thirty miles. While that might be small for a Sect, it was quite substantial for a Du Miao Sect like Xuantian Sect. Essentially, Bei Yin Mountain belonged entirely to him now, and he intended to make good use of it.
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