Silent Jade

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Chapter One: Strange Tales in the Deep Mountains

Mountains upon mountains, endless peaks and ridges stretching as far as the eye can see. Some towering peaks pierce the clouds, others sheer cliffs plunge a thousand fathoms, their depths boundless and serene. Looking up, clouds shroud the pillars of heaven,
eagles soar beneath the sun and clouds, a peaceful and serene expanse beneath the vast sky. Looking down, the valleys are shrouded in mist, the streams and creeks shrouded in a dark and gloomy thicket. No one knows
what secrets this mysterious land holds. For centuries, no one has ventured into this mysterious land; it is indeed unsuitable for human
habitation.

This is the landscape of the western mountainous region of Liangshan in Sichuan. Apart from the small villages and towns nestled in the valleys with their slight plains, most areas
are desolate and uninhabited, inhabited only by wild animals.

Humans cannot survive solely on wild animals, for humans are omnivorous. Moreover, humans cannot live like beasts, sharing the same
land with animals. The era of eating raw meat and drinking blood alongside animals is over; humans need to seek a living space beyond food and survival. Therefore, the transition from scattered cave dwellings to clan-based
settlements is quite common.

Nowadays, most people are accustomed to using machinery and computers to assist their work, and the use of primitive tools has likely been forgotten. Asking
people to pick up hunting tools again, even modern hunting rifles, and return to the mountains to live with wild animals is impossible; driving a person into the deep mountains would
result in a near-zero survival rate.

Deep in the mountains, some areas remain wild and desolate. This is due to human and geographical conditions; these areas have always been considered barren, and the people living
here Yi people, historically referred to as "barbarians" by the Han Chinese—understandably had very low levels of productivity.

The Yi people are a nation formed by the ancient Qiang people migrating south and merging with indigenous tribes in the southwest over a long period. Their activity once spanned the three provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan, with their
core being the vast area bordering these three provinces. They mostly call themselves Nasu, Nuosu, or Niesu, and there are many smaller branches with different names in different regions. During the early Qing Dynasty, under
the reigns of Emperors and Yongzheng, the Yi people and their influenced regions maintained a system of slave ownership. This can be represented by three areas: first, the border region of Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan provinces, including Shuixi (present-day
Dafang County, Guizhou), Jianchang (present-day Liangshan area, Sichuan), Wusa (present-day Weining

County, Guizhou), and Wumeng (present-day Zhaotong County, Yunnan); second, the Lu Kui Mountain area of Yuanjiang and Xinping counties in Yunnan Province; and third, the Buyi ethnic minority areas under the control of Yi
chieftains . Therefore, despite social changes and the nominal establishment of a socialist society,
it is still very difficult to change thousands of years of outdated customs and practices. Furthermore, the so-called "technology-driven agriculture" trend has not yet spread here, and many people's farming methods are still similar to
slash-and-burn agriculture .

In short, no one would abandon the glitz and glamour of the world to live in such a place; living here is meaningless and unsustainable.

The local people also hunt, but only for recreation, and they never dare extend their hunting grounds into the wild wilderness. The strange and ferocious beasts there
are far beyond the capabilities of ordinary hunters; even a seemingly docile small animal can be deadly.

Of course, there are also those so-called Qi cultivators who practice the Dao of Heaven and Immortality, who come to the mountains to cultivate themselves, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, hoping to one day
transcend. Although these people are few, they do exist. However, it's sad that those who cultivate the Dao seek to transcend the mortal world and escape all
constraints on freedom, but this very thought is a limitation on freedom itself. Cultivation is also one of the desires they seek to fulfill.

In short, there are indeed people here.

After climbing another mountain peak, the final destination is now in sight. The young man, Ning Que, wiped the sweat from his brow and muttered, "This
damn weather is unbearably hot." Looking up at his destination, he chuckled and muttered to himself, "During today's run,
I feel my internal energy flowing much more smoothly, and my qi seems to be surging with vitality. It seems that breaking through the plateau phenomenon that has kept me from making any progress for the past two years is
just a matter of days. Then, my beautiful master won't have anything to say, right?"

After a short rest, he got up and ran towards the high cliff not far away. If he could retrieve the stalagmites placed there, he would have completed half of his trial for the day
. The next half would be simpler; it was just a matter of placing all the retrieved stalagmites
back .

On his back was a basket woven from mountain vines, already containing fourteen stalagmites weighing about twenty pounds each. However, the nearly three hundred pounds on his
back did not hinder his progress at all. He leaped and bounded through the forest with effortless grace, soaring and swooping like an eagle or a swallow. A curious little monkey followed him
, only to be quickly left behind and disappear from sight. In other words, he carried a 300-pound stone pillar through the forest at a speed far
exceeding that of the agile and swift mountain monkeys—a truly astonishing feat.

Like a leopard, he nimbly leaped across a ravine about two zhang wide, then sprang up, grabbing a slender branch and swiftly climbing a
large tree, dodging a large snake basking in the sun by the ravine. With a light touch of his toes on the branch, his body glided as if weightless towards another tree.

He moved through the trees as if walking on a smooth, wide road, his movements fluid and unhindered, always narrowly avoiding any
branches that swept towards him. At these moments, he was like a squirrel or a mountain monkey, the most carefree spirit of the forest.

A moment later, he arrived at the foot of the high cliff. The rapid run of just a mile seemed to have had no effect on his stamina, only slightly quickening his breathing and
leaving him drenched in sweat.

Grabbing a vine growing on the cliff face, he swiftly climbed towards the top like a gecko.

Reaching a large boulder, the summit came into view.

This boulder was strangely shaped, clinging tightly to the middle of the precipice, about two zhang high, steep as a pen, or perhaps more
accurately jagged rocks, with only small trees and grasses growing in the crevices, requiring him to use both hands and feet,
inching his way up through the gaps.

Ning Que reached the top of the cliff, startling a pair of forest eagles. They anxiously circled the rocks, screeching, and several times desperately swooped down, their six-foot wingspans creating a gust of wind, their iron beaks and steel claws
a terrifying sight , but Ning Que easily swatted them away with a branch, scattering their feathers.

It turned out that an eagle's nest had been built on the top of the cliff, containing three eggs.

This kind of forest eagle is half the size of the large eagles in the northwest, and its attack power on the ground is also somewhat weaker. If you are agile, you don't need to be afraid of it.

He took out the stalagmite from the stone hole next to the eagle's nest and calmly placed it in his basket. After resting for only a short while, his sweat had stopped. He finished drinking the water in the bamboo tube, threw away the bamboo tube, and used
the mountain vines to climb down.

The proverb says, "Going up the mountain is easy, but going down is hard," referring to the lack of tools. With tools, there's no difficulty at all; rappelling down using vines or ropes is very convenient and easy
. Climbing up

, however, is a hundred times more difficult. The last section of vines hung straight down to the ground. The area below the cliff was lush with vegetation. He slid down like a monkey, not having time to look down.

With his feet still five feet from the ground, he suddenly heard a sound below. Looking down, he was startled.

With a shout, he braced himself against the cliff face, his body swinging rapidly. Halfway down, he loosened his grip on the rope of his basket, sending it flying. His body
tumbled outwards twice, and at the apex of his descent, he flapped his arms and legs rapidly, moving like a shooting star.

A sound of breaking branches rang out, and he had landed on a treetop five zhang away, plummeting downwards, his body shrinking to its minimum. Finally, he grabbed a horizontal branch,
clinging .

It seemed he had become a bird, his weight gone. A giant python, over three zhang long, was raising its massive head, waiting to swallow him whole as he descended, mistaking him for
a monkey to be devoured!

If he hadn't heard the commotion, the consequences would have been dire. Although he wouldn't have been bitten, it would have taken considerable effort, and he would likely have
missed his trial again.

The python, startled, had lost its meal and quietly slipped away.

He retrieved his basket, repacked the fifteen stalagmites, cursed a few times at the spot where the python had disappeared, slung the bag over his shoulder, and ran off like the wind. He still had the other half of his work to do
: find a treacherous and difficult-to-climb spot to carefully place the stalagmites he had painstakingly retrieved.

After setting down the last stalagmite, Ning Que stood up, glanced at the sun, sighed, and muttered, "Today's results seem pretty good. It
took almost half an hour less than yesterday. My beautiful master should be satisfied now.

But it's really strange. Why do I feel like my internal energy is off today? It's fluctuating abnormally. This doesn't seem like
the sign I should be showing when I'm about to break through the plateau."

He shook his head, completely puzzled. He casually broke off a green vine and played with it in his hand as he headed back.

In the past half day, besides the arduous task of retrieving the stalagmite, he had walked over a hundred li.

There was no road to measure the distance; a hundred li was just an approximation. Moreover, he had to follow the designated mountain peaks. If he went astray by one peak, he would have to travel much further. So, on average,
he had to climb over fifty li of mountain in an hour.

The local mountain people could climb forty li of mountain road a day, which was already quite impressive.

But he was carrying over two hundred jin on his back, which meant that his physical strength was more than ten times that of the mountain people. Yet, it seemed that his master was still not satisfied.

Ning Que walked effortlessly along the mountain path. It was late afternoon, the sun was setting, and a gentle breeze was blowing; the day's heat was no longer
as . The mysterious energy within Ning Que naturally seeped out with the wisps of mountain wind, spreading in all directions, while his aura
slowly converged around him. After a moment, he seemed to become one with the forest. He was like a pine tree, a
wildflower ; no bird's cry or cicada's chirp was disturbed by his presence.

Suddenly, his body trembled. A strong surge of energy emanated from the forest to his left, nearly disrupting his energy flow. Had he not been currently
one , successfully entering the state of mind of following the natural way, this sudden shock would likely have shattered his Dao heart.

Such fluctuations in energy would never occur during a fight between wild beasts in the mountains. He understood that this
phenomenon must be caused by an attack between people like himself who possessed extraordinary skills.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, he crouched low, stealthily making his way into the forest like a lynx.

At the same time, his mind remained in a state of natural clarity, a state in which he could approach even a bird without disturbing it. As he moved stealthily,
he suddenly felt the mental pressure completely disappear. He was greatly surprised. No matter how profound one's cultivation, it was absolutely impossible for one's spirit to completely vanish in
an instant , especially between two people who had just been fighting.

Immediately, disregarding the risk of revealing himself, he sprang to his feet and sprinted towards the direction he had sensed.

When he reached the mouth of a small valley, he was stunned by the scene before him. Almost all the trees in the valley had been uprooted by an abnormally powerful force,
and the was littered with broken branches, giving an idea of the terrifying power that had just appeared there.

Suddenly, he felt an unprecedented tranquility. A thought struck him, and he noticed a jade pendant lying quietly beneath a fallen leaf in the valley. He walked
over , picked it up, and a solemn feeling instantly flowed from the pendant into his palm, penetrating his heart.

Wearing the pendant around his neck, his mind jolted, feeling an unprecedented clarity. "

I must ask my master about this when I get back," he thought to himself. "This is definitely not an ordinary thing."

Chapter Two: The Jade Heart Sutra

This was an extremely strange place deep within the mountains. After traversing a thorny, arduous mountain path, one had to
squeeze through several narrow crevices in the cliffs, barely wide enough for a person to pass sideways, to reach it. Even with Ning Que's skill, it took considerable effort to reach it.

Suddenly, a beautiful, exquisite valley appeared before him. A clear spring flowed from a tall cave, forming a
small before flowing through a small stream and a crevice in the cliff to the outside.

Ning Que cheered, his figure vanishing in an instant, reappearing nearly five zhang away at the entrance of the cave.

"Que'er, you're only back now? Looks like you haven't improved at all today." A beautiful female voice drifted from the cave, soothing
and comforting.

Ning Que chuckled, offering no reply, and quickly entered the cave.

Stalactites hung precariously from within, shimmering with multicolored light from the sunlight streaming in, making the entire cave appear like a fairyland. Ning
Que continued without stopping until he reached the end of the cave, a space about five zhang in diameter and two zhang high, its ceiling inlaid with over ten luminous pearls, making the entire space
appear incredibly clear. A clear spring gushed forth from the center of the open space, and on one side of the cave, a square pool about three zhang in diameter had been dug, channeling the spring water into it
to form a bathing pool.

As soon as Ning Que entered, his gaze fell upon a woman in the cave. He said, "My beautiful master has wronged me!"

She leaned languidly against a high cushion on a long wooden couch, her long, black hair cascading down her back. She
held a book in her hand and looked at Ning Que with a smile.

Her skin was like jade, her face radiant. Her captivating gaze could steal one's soul, but it was only awe-inspiring beauty that inspired no
lewd thoughts. Her pure and ethereal charm made one feel that she was not to be trifled with.

With a slight movement, she brought her feet back onto the couch, and Ning Que's mind went blank. His thoughts were filled with the graceful arc of those slender, snow-white feet tracing in the air.

Her bright eyes and white teeth, combined with her radiant and ethereal inner beauty, created a captivating picture. Her half-sitting, half-reclining
posture was even more alluring, not to mention the glimpse of her flawless, supple feet peeking out from beneath her robes as she brought her legs to the couch. Ning Que felt
an overwhelming urge to climb onto the couch and pin her beneath him.

As if knowing his thoughts, she gave him a seductive glance, extending one of her snow-white feet and tracing a beautiful arc in the air, her expression full of
provocation.

She was Ning Que's master, Fu Yuxin, a beauty of unparalleled charm!

Ning Que secretly exclaimed in surprise. His beautiful master's "Jade Maiden Heavenly Demon Technique" was even purer and more natural than before. Every movement
seemed yet it seamlessly integrated a woman's innate talents into her everyday actions, making her captivating charm even more irresistible. However
, he also knew that this was his master's tempering for today. If he couldn't resist pounceing on her now, he would probably have to run through the mountains with heavy loads all
night . He tried to suppress his lustful thoughts by taking a deep breath, but instead, the breath he circulated throughout his body ignited a surge of desire. His mind went blank, and he
became somewhat confused.

Her smile was even more alluring, her pure and ethereal beauty transformed into a thousandfold seductive charm.

His self-control had reached its limit. He felt a wave of confusion and was about to pounce on her. Suddenly, a cool breath entered Ning Que's body from his chest,
instantly dispelling his desire. Taking a deep breath, he feigned nonchalance and said calmly, "My beautiful master, aren't you afraid I'll force myself on you if you seduce me like this
?" As he spoke, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, staring intently into Fu Yuxin's eyes.

A flicker of panic and intoxication crossed Fu Yuxin's eyes, and she couldn't help but be surprised by Ning Que's performance today.

Today, her Jade Maiden Heavenly Demon Technique had finally transcended the traces of artifice, advancing to a supreme realm, and her disciple was the object of her first test. From the moment Ning Que
returned, she had begun to unleash the Jade Maiden Heavenly Demon Technique with all her might, fully expecting that Ning Que wouldn't even last a moment tonight before surrendering to her. Unexpectedly,
Ning Que was only momentarily confused and lost in thought when he first saw her, before quickly regaining his senses. It seemed she had underestimated her beloved disciple.

In matters of love between men and women, it always ends with one party conquering the other. Fu Yuxin's Jade Maiden Heavenly Demon Technique excels in mental attacks, making it
an incredibly profound and mysterious skill. However, this technique has a fatal flaw: the deeper her power, the more it reveals its double-edged nature.
If her mental strength cannot conquer others, then others can only conquer her.

The next moment...

Fu Yuxin blatantly... (The sentence is incomplete and lacks context, so a direct translation isn't possible.)

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