【Otherworldly Chronicles】 (Part 1)

Chapter 1
S City, known as the Pearl of the Orient, boasts equally stunning nightscapes. Inside a certain residential complex, a man and woman are intimately
entangled.
"Which is better, me or your husband?" Wu Ming says, quickening his thrusts.
"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." The beautiful woman doesn't answer, only moaning wantonly.
Seeing her lack of cooperation, Wu Ming increases the force of his thrusts, each time withdrawing to the vaginal
opening before forcefully plunging in. With Wu Ming's thick penis wildly moving in and out, the beautiful woman finally cries out wildly.
"Ah...good...so good...I'm going to come...I'm going to come..."
A smug glint flashes in Wu Ming's eyes, and he suddenly stops.
The beautiful woman, about to reach orgasm, is bewildered by the sudden turn of events, her plump buttocks heaving nervously,
rubbing Wu Ming's thick penis.
Wu Ming presses down on the woman's waist, withdrawing instead of advancing; his fully withdrawn penis looks glistening, covered in
the woman's vaginal fluid. "Which one makes you feel better, me or your husband?" he said, rubbing his penis against the woman's
already swollen clitoris.
The woman's initially angry gaze retreated in the face of Wu Ming's shameless tactics. When her vaginal opening was once again
teased by Wu Ming, producing a sweet discharge, she finally succumbed. "No...don't torture me anymore...you're
stronger than him, thicker than him, it feels so much better with you than with him..."
Hearing the woman's words, Wu Ming laughed triumphantly, his thick penis finally penetrating her
vagina again. With Wu Ming's increasingly rapid thrusting, the room was filled with the intoxicating sounds of intercourse. Just as
Wu Ming was enjoying his pleasure, the woman's phone on the bedside table suddenly rang. Hearing the ringtone,
a thought suddenly popped into Wu Ming's mind. When he picked up the phone and saw the word "Husband" flashing on the screen
, his heart leaped with joy. He waved the phone in front of the woman a few times, then pressed the answer
button.
Seeing the word "husband" on her phone, the beautiful woman's intoxicated expression turned pale instantly. She
only fully snapped back to reality when Wu Ming held the phone to her ear and heard the familiar voice coming from the other end.
Faced with her sudden struggle, Wu Ming shamelessly pressed his hand against her waist and began thrusting forcefully
.
Unable to break free from Wu Ming's hold, the woman heard her husband's anxious voice in her ear, "Meimei,
what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything? What happened?"
Helpless, the woman had no choice but to accept reality: "Nothing's wrong. Are you... are you alright over there?"
"You startled me! I thought something had happened to you since you hadn't spoken for so long. I have good news for you
!"
"What... what news?" The woman glared angrily at Wu Ming, simultaneously grabbing his
hand that was wantonly fondling her breasts.
"I've finished what I needed to do over there. I'm downstairs now, coming up soon. How about it?
Happy? Hahaha..."
Wu Ming, having hurriedly dressed, was about to run out when the sound of the front door opening
startled them both. In his panic, Wu Ming, ignoring the night's chill, scrambled onto the balcony. Although it was freezing outside
, making the style-obsessed Wu Ming shiver, the cold balcony became
his refuge. Listening to the faint voices coming from inside, Wu Ming waited for a while but couldn't find a chance
to escape, cursing under his breath. Gradually, Wu Ming felt his limbs stiffening. He wanted to move,
but was afraid the people inside would notice. After enduring a little longer, unable to bear it any longer, Wu Ming decided to risk jumping to the
seemingly empty balcony opposite.
The less than two-meter distance wouldn't normally be a problem for Wu Ming, but after being on the cold balcony for so long, this
small mistake left him no chance to regret it.
Wu
Family Village was a remote mountain village located in a corner of the Zhou Kingdom. The original inhabitants mostly
came here to escape the war. Although the war ended, after more than ten years, most people
had become accustomed to the place and settled down. Living off the land,
Wu the Hunter, the most renowned hunter in the village, had always lived a relatively comfortable life. However, a recent incident greatly distressed him
. His only son, Erwazi, had recently fallen into a well. Although he was rescued, he was practically dead
, barely clinging to life. Fortunately, after emergency treatment, he survived. However, while
his body was alive, his soul was gone.
Seeing Erwazi muttering incomprehensible words and struggling to leave
the village, Wu the Hunter was terrified. The village elders unanimously believed that Erwazi was possessed by a ghost. So,
Hunter Wu traveled dozens of miles to specially invite the most famous local sorceress, Granny Wang, to exorcise the ghost from Erwazi's body. After Granny Wang's
efforts, Erwazi's illness seemed to have improved somewhat. Although he was still sighing and looking dazed,
at least he stopped saying he wanted to leave.
Seeing Erwazi's condition, the heartbroken Hunter Wu gritted his teeth and decided to ask Granny Wang to exorcise the ghost from Erwazi again
.
Wu Ming looked at the so-called "sorceress" jumping around and muttering incantations in front of him, and a thousand thoughts
surged into his mind. He originally thought that he would surely die after falling, but when he woke up, he found that he was not only
alive but had also transmigrated. Of course, being alive made Wu Ming overjoyed, but the panic of being alone in a strange world immediately
made him anxious. So he ran around like a madman, hoping to find a way back. But Hunter Wu and
the others did not listen to his explanations at all, and only thought that he was possessed by a ghost. After a series of futile attempts,
Wu Ming, nearly collapsing, finally had to accept reality. So be it, he'd transmigrated; as long as he was alive, that was enough.
"Alright, alright. You don't need to jump anymore. You've scared away the ghost that was possessing me."
Hearing Wu Ming's words, Hunter Wu hurriedly stepped forward. "Erwazi, do you still recognize me?"
Wu Ming sized up the middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. His face, weathered by years of wind and sun, revealed
a genuine concern. "Father...Father, don't worry, I'm alright now." He was being asked to call a stranger...
Becoming a father to a stranger was originally an impossible possibility.
But after spending time together, especially seeing the hunter Wu busy himself and worrying about his so-called son
, he couldn't help but feel a little moved. He thought to himself that since he had taken over the body of the hunter's son, calling him "
father" wasn't too much to ask; it was a way of repaying him.
Hearing Wu Ming's words, tears streamed down the hunter Wu's face, and he kept saying,
"It's alright, it's really alright."
Seeing the hunter Wu's appearance, Wu Ming's initially perfunctory attitude became more sincere. He recalled
the scene of his parents always by his side when he was a child in the hospital, and his eyes also became a little moist. Wu Ming slowly
raised his hand to his eyes, looked at the unfamiliar hand in front of him, took a deep breath, and thought to himself, "It's
so good to be alive!"
After some time, Wu Shun (Erwazi's real name was Wu Shun, and Wu Ming would be called Wu Shun from now on)
had a general understanding of the world he was in. According to the original world, this world should be considered the early Song Dynasty
.
However, after the fall of the Tang Dynasty, Zhao Kuangyin did not actually succeed in seizing the throne. Therefore, the original Song Dynasty effectively
split into the three kingdoms of Zhou, Ming, and Deng. After the initial despondency and panic, Wu Shun slowly
began to feel excited. His mind was filled with fantasies of time-traveling adventurers. After all,
he was a college graduate, though he had learned much from his teachers, but he had been
immersed in modern culture for over twenty years. Becoming a founding emperor was out of the question, but becoming a corrupt landlord
shouldn't be a problem! He could marry seven or eight wives and live a carefree life.
However, while Wu Shun's goal was clear,
it was still a bit too early for the ten-year-old Erwazi he was currently inhabiting.
After the initial excitement, Wu Shun began to feel bored and dull facing this primitive era
. Although the sky was so blue and the water so clear... Damn it, no television was one thing, but even the internet was
useless! Just as Wu Shun was worrying about how to get by, an unexpected discovery reignited his
excitement.
One day, he went hunting in the mountains with Hunter Wu. After walking all morning, Wu Shun felt exhausted and was
panting heavily. Disgusted by Hunter Wu's nonchalant demeanor, he was filled with emotion. "Dad, you're amazing
! Look at me, I'm panting like this, but you're perfectly fine." Over this period of time,
Wu Shun had to accept reality, but he also constantly felt
the care and love his family showed him in various ways, so a sense of kinship slowly developed.
"Haha... now you know the benefits of the 'breathing technique,' right? Let me tell you, the reason I don't feel tired
is all because of the 'breathing technique.' I'll tell you to practice it more often; all you do is play all day."
"What... what 'breathing technique'?" Wu Shun asked awkwardly. After all, he was an imposter.
"You're driving me crazy! Didn't I tell you? The reason our Wu family can survive here is because of this miraculous
breathing technique. I told you to practice it every day, practice it more! But you not only didn't listen, you even forgot!"
"Father, don't blame me! Who told me to be possessed by a ghost?"
"Oh dear, how could I forget that? Erwa, I'll teach you right away. But after you learn it, you must
promise not to tell anyone, understand?"
"Understood, understood!" After learning the breathing technique, Wu Shun felt that walking on
mountain paths was indeed easier than before; at least he wasn't as breathless. "Father, this 'breathing technique' you taught me really
works. Look, after walking for half a day, I don't feel tired at all; in fact, I feel much more relaxed than before. By the way,
Father, do you have any other good things like this? Bring them all out."
"I do have some, but, sigh..."
"Father, what are they?"
"Second son, you're not young anymore. There are some things I can tell you without worry. But you must promise me
you won't go around telling everyone. Understand?"
After I gave him my promise, Hunter Wu told me a story. "This 'breathing technique' was
taught to your grandfather by someone he met while fleeing from war. Your grandfather saw that the man was dying and, out of kindness, tried to help him
, but unfortunately, he still died. Out of gratitude, the man gave your grandfather a book and taught him this
'breathing technique.' Your grandfather was illiterate, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He just
carefully followed the man's dying instructions..." He kept that book. It wasn't until one day, after trying out the breathing technique,
that he realized he'd made a huge mistake. "Sigh…he was counting on me, but that person told
him that only by starting as a virgin could he succeed. If he lost his virginity, no matter how much he practiced, it would only strengthen his body at best
. By the time he realized the magic of this breathing technique, I already had you, you brat. So you
became our family's only hope, but all you do is play all day, and you don't even study properly at school. Otherwise, you wouldn't
have fallen into the well and almost drowned."
At this point, Hunter Wu looked at him with a disappointed expression.
Wu Shun was overjoyed; such a good thing had happened! "Dad, don't worry.
Haven't you seen how much I've grown since that incident ? I'll definitely study hard from now on to fulfill your and Grandpa's
wish, and I'll practice this breathing technique every day."
"Good, good, good! I didn't expect you to be so ambitious. When we get down the mountain, I'll take you to Mr. Wang's
house to apologize."
Seeing Wu the Hunter's somewhat excited face, Wu Shun felt more helpless than excited. He was a
university graduate, after all, and now he had to go back to elementary school?
Back down the mountain, Wu the Hunter kept his word. He first prepared a set of writing materials, then picked out the
fattest rabbit he had hunted, and took Wu Shun to Mr. Wang's house. After learning their purpose, Mr. Wang
looked at the rabbit Wu the Hunter had brought, his initial poker face changing to a kind expression. He praised
Wu Shun highly, saying he had seen the light and was a promising talent. After settling this matter, he lamented that he had to go back to school again.
Having been given a second chance, Wu Shun felt that everything he had done was worthwhile after receiving the book from Hunter Wu.
He quickly flipped through the book, feeling both happy and disappointed. He was happy because the book did record the breathing techniques Hunter Wu taught
, and it was only for building a solid foundation; there was clearly a whole lot more to come. He thought, if
the basic techniques were this amazing, what about the later techniques? However, he was disappointed because
the entire book contained no descriptions, not even the names of the techniques. Moreover,
the book was entirely about breath control and cultivation, with no mention of light-body skills, palm techniques, or fist techniques. This left
the excited Wu Shun feeling a sense of incompleteness. But then Wu Shun thought, "
Didn't that monk in *The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber* also not know these techniques? And wasn't he Zhang Sanfeng's master?"
From then on, Wu Shun spent his days, except for pretending to study at the free school, practicing relentlessly according to the book. Although he felt his life was a bit monotonous, he persisted, persisted, and 　　persisted
again because of his expectations for the future. 　　 Five years passed in the blink of an eye. 　　 Without a point of reference, Wu Shun didn't know his current level of cultivation, or what tier of master he 　　 would 　　be in the martial arts world. According to the book, he had only completed 　　the first level, "Foundation Building," and entered the second level, "Refining Essence into Qi." He was still far from the third level, "Refining Qi to Return to Spirit," 　　the fourth level, "Refining Spirit to Return to Emptiness," and the final level, "Refining Emptiness to Unite with the Dao." Even so, Wu Shun 　　felt his body was something he wouldn't have dared to imagine before. For example, in recent winters, he could get through winter wearing only a single layer of clothing without feeling cold 　　. 　　 He also seemed to have inexhaustible strength, 　　easily lifting two or three hundred pounds with one hand. What Wu Shun found even more amazing was that he had developed a special ability—internal vision. That is, when he 　　entered a certain state, he could see the internal condition of his body, such as the appearance of his internal organs 　　. This phenomenon wouldn't normally be a big deal for most people who have mastered Qi cultivation, but the problem lies in 　　the fact that Wu Shun comes from another world, a world that reveres "science." Therefore, with this ability and his 　　control over his body, Wu Shun finally accomplished something he had always dreamed of doing but could never achieve. 　　 In his previous life, Wu Shun was born into a wealthy family, with more money than he could ever spend in a lifetime. However 　　, despite his material abundance, Wu Shun felt incredibly lonely. It seemed that only by constantly playing the field could he find 　　his sense of self. Therefore, when choosing a place to study abroad, he didn't go to European countries like England or America 　　, but instead chose a certain island nation—a place he loathed. The reason was that he hoped 　　to learn from a legendary male porn star in that island nation—the "Golden Finger" technique (a finger technique that can bring a woman to orgasm within two minutes). 　　 After returning home, Wu Shun, with this technique and money, was virtually invincible in the dating scene. It wasn't until 　　a flirtatious woman praised his finger techniques while dismissing his other techniques as mediocre that Wu 　　Shun began to get angry. However, with modern science, no amount of money could change that. Whether 　　through drugs or surgery, lengthening or thickening always had side effects. 　　Wu Shun would never do something so foolish as to force growth for a moment's pleasure. So even though Wu Shun continued to be invincible, this thorn 　　remained deeply buried in his heart. 　　 In this life, Wu Shun had this opportunity. This was due to several factors: first, his young age and physical development 　　; second, his cultivation technique, having reached the second level of "Refining Essence into Qi," which allowed him near-perfect 　　control over his body. For example, he could slow his heartbeat and breathing, mimicking animal hibernation, making 　　himself undetectable to enemies; or when injured, he could seal his blood vessels to prevent fainting from excessive blood loss; and third, 　　he possessed the powerful tool of "science." Because, according to science, the size and length of that thing depended entirely on the corpora cavernosa. 　　 Combining the above three points, and relying on the most advanced Arabic milking method he knew, he finally realized his dream 　　. 　　 Staring at the pheasant ahead, Wu Shun slowly drew an arrow and nocked it on the bowstring. "Tap!" With 　　a twang of the bowstring, the pheasant fell to the ground. Watching his domestic dog, Erhuang, happily rush over and snatch the pheasant, Wu Shun 　　laughed, "Looks like I'll have another dish tonight!" He then raised his hands, looking at them with satisfaction. 　　 In recent years, besides studying and practicing martial arts, he had also learned many hunting methods from Hunter Wu. Perhaps it was talent 　　, or perhaps it was due to a thousand years of cultural knowledge, but his hunting skills improved rapidly. Even Hunter Wu 　　had to admit that Wu Shun had surpassed him. 　　 Carrying his prey, Wu Shun slowly walked down the mountain. Just as he reached the bottom, he saw Ergouzi from the same village 　　rushing towards him. Running and shouting, "Brother Wu, no...it's terrible! Something terrible...it's terrible!" 　　 Wu Shun frowned. "Don't panic, tell me slowly." 　　 After panting for a while, Er Gou said, "Brother Wu, something terrible has happened! This morning, Uncle Wu and some people from the village went to 　　town to sell mountain products. Everyone was happy when they set off, but they came back looking dejected 　　." 　　 Guess what? It turns out that there's going to be a war with the Western Xia, so every family in every village and town near Wenzhou 　　has to send one person to the army. " 　　 A war?" For Wu Shun, who had just heard about war, this was too jarring. He thought about his family, which 　　had five members, but only two men. It was either him or Wu the Hunter. At Wu the Hunter's age, going to 　　the battlefield would likely be very dangerous. It seemed that only he could go. This was also a way of repaying their kindness in raising him. 　　 Having made up his mind, Wu Shun became much more composed. He looked at Er Gou and asked, "Are you going to your house or your dad 　　?" 　　 Er Gou replied sheepishly, "Of course it's me. Why would I let my dad go? Brother Wu, what about your house?" 　　 "Nonsense, of course it's me!" 　　 "Then...that's good. Brother Wu, you see...you see, we grew up in the same village. Is there something I can 　　discuss with you?" Hearing Wu Shun's words, Er Gou's expression immediately relaxed. 　　 "Go ahead, what is it? If it's about this pheasant, you don't need to say anything. This is a call I made home."

"These are for the old folks to nourish themselves."
"Hehe... Brother Wu, look what you're saying. How could I take your pheasant? What I meant was... I
hope Brother Wu can look after me this time."
"That's all? Don't worry, we grew up in the same village, who else would I look after if not you?"
Watching Er Gou's cheerful departure, Wu Ming suddenly felt a sense of "The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, the hero departs,
never to return." Er Gou, I hope everyone will be safe and sound.
(To be continued)

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