Jade Rivers and Mountains Record 12

Chapter 1
"What the hell?"
"What the hell, did I time travel?"
If I remember correctly, just a minute ago I was exercising on my girlfriend's best friend's bed. How come in the blink of an eye, everything went dark, and I collapsed into this gloomy cave? The last thing I saw in my mind was my girlfriend holding a knife...
Struggling to sit up, I first looked down at myself. My clothes were made of fine, ice-blue silk, incredibly smooth, with elegant bamboo leaf patterns embroidered on purple trim. The wide sleeves swayed gently, and a light blue belt cinched my waist—a typical ancient outfit. Judging by my refined appearance, I was probably a wealthy young master.
Feeling a little strength returning, I squinted and began to survey my surroundings in the dim light.
Yes, it was indeed a cave, surrounded by green moss, wild vines, and thatch. From the cave ceiling, several meters high, a large expanse of lush green vines hung down, concealing a small entrance. Sunlight filtered through the creeping vines, casting shadows on the grass and reflecting into the cave, giving the misty atmosphere a pale blue hue, creating a serene and ethereal atmosphere, like a bluish-green cloud enveloping the room.
The original owner of this body must have fallen into that cave and died, leaving me to escape unscathed. Recalling the time-travel novels I'd read on Earth, I speculated.
"Whatever," I muttered.
The most urgent thing was to find a way out.
I carefully moved my legs; perhaps due to the time travel, my body, which should have been severely injured, was unharmed. Only my head throbbed with pain; fragments of memories felt like knives cutting through me, and I felt the memories of this body slowly merging with my own.
I looked up at the cave entrance. This height…
"Damn it!" I couldn't help but curse. It seemed hopeless.
I could only move forward and see if there was another way.
Squinting, I carefully made my way around a corner, and suddenly the view opened up before me.
Sunlight streamed down from the honeycomb-like cave ceiling, filling the entire cavern. A crystal-clear spring shimmered in the sunlight, reflecting a soft golden glow.
"It's been over ten years, and I can still see a living person!"
"Holy crap, a ghost!"
A sudden voice echoed in the cave, startling me so much I almost jumped. Looking closer, I saw an old, hunched figure sitting cross-legged in a corner not covered by the sunlight.
"Hehe, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. You're a young man, what are you afraid of?"
"Uh, this... old gentleman," despite having absorbed the memories of my predecessor, I wasn't quite used to the ancient tone and manner of speaking.
"Old sir, I unfortunately fell into the cave, I'm so sorry to have disturbed you."
"No problem, no problem. I've been surviving here for over ten years by abstaining from grains and relying on the spring water in the cave. Now I can finally eat meat again, hehehehe." The old man glanced at me with a sinister look.
"What! Survived for over ten years by relying on the spring water!"
I was shocked. Had I transmigrated into a fantasy world?
Thinking about it carefully, it suddenly dawned on me.
"Uh, senior, my skin is thick and tough. You're far superior to me, so let's forget about it."
"Hahaha," the old man suddenly burst into laughter. "You young master are quite timid. I'm long past the age of eating human flesh."
The more I listened, the more uneasy I felt. It turned out that the person in front of me was a great demon who used to love eating human flesh.
"What are you afraid of?" The old demon looked at me with disdain. "Take a look at my feet!"
I carefully examined them as he suggested.
"Hiss..."
The old demon's lower body disgusted me. His legs had withered, leaving only a lump of rotten flesh sprawled on the ground, mixed with decaying clothes.
"This... old senior, you..."
"Hmph!" The old demon's face twisted in agony. Hatred spread across his deeply lined face.
"Never mind, never mind," the old demon's expression suddenly softened inexplicably, a benevolent smile spreading across his face. "What is this young master's name?"
His face changed so quickly; had this old guy gone mad? I quietly moved back a little. I picked up a piece of my past life's memory from my mind and answered aloud. "I am Lü Buchou, courtesy name..."
"Oh, your surname is Lü!" The old demon in front of me suddenly broke into an extremely cheerful smile, looking me up and down. "Oh dear, you really do look a bit like him, hehe."
"Uh, old senior, I..."
He waved his hand, interrupting me. "Do you want to get out? There's only water in this cave. People without martial arts skills can't stay long."
"Yes!" I said decisively.
"Alright! Then come and become my disciple."
Ah, I couldn't quite follow the old man's train of thought. Become a disciple?
"Why wouldn't I? My martial arts are unparalleled in the world. If I hadn't been besieged by my enemies, injured my leg, and been trapped in this cave for over ten years, how could I be so destitute!"
"Yes, yes, I'm willing, kid." Regardless of whether he was bragging or not, I wanted to appease him first.
"Hahahaha, good that you're willing. But let me make this clear first, although my unparalleled martial arts are unmatched in the world and can train peerless masters in a very short time, there are still some minor hidden dangers." The old devil stroked his gray beard and said slowly.
Hidden dangers, indeed, there's no such thing as a free lunch! Having survived the online scams of the 21st century, I scoffed at this.
"Are you worried I'm lying to you?" The old demon seemed to read my mind, sighing, "People's hearts are no longer what they used to be. Look at me now, why would I need to lie to you?"
"You're being presumptuous, young man," I thought to myself, realizing the old man was right. "But senior, this hidden danger... could you tell me in advance?"
"Hehe, I admire your cautious nature, why not tell you?" The old man said sincerely. "It's not exactly a hidden danger, but if you learn my Jade Nine Tribulations Force, you'll have to make some sacrifices. Don't worry, it's just a small sacrifice..."
"What sacrifice?"
"Don't rush, don't rush," the old demon paused, "This martial art combines the strengths of many schools, focusing on stimulating the body's potential, forging a unique path within the vast world of martial arts." He finished speaking and looked at me with pride.
"What is this 'different path'?"
"It's 'excitement'."
"Excitement?"
The old devil suddenly smiled eerily, sending a chill down my spine. "Exactly exciting! Let me give you an example, hehe. Imagine seeing your most beloved woman writhing and basking in another man's pleasure. Wouldn't that be exciting?"
Damn, is this what they call a small sacrifice? I don't have a cuckold fetish! I was startled, but thinking about what the old devil said, it seemed a little... I felt a pang of unease, a heat rising in my lower body.
"Think about whether you want to become my disciple. But let me make it clear, without martial arts skills and lightness skills, you won't be able to leave."
This... I suddenly remembered that my immediate priority was to get out. Otherwise, I didn't have the ability to live for over ten years without eating or drinking! I crossed my arms and considered carefully.
"Have you made up your mind?" The old devil's lazy voice suddenly rang out, "Will you become my disciple or not?"
A few days later.
I withdrew the true energy circulating in my meridians, slowly stood up, and looked at the old man in front of me with a complicated expression.
A few days ago, the old man could still be considered energetic, but now he could only be described as frail and nearing the end of his life. His hair and beard had turned snow-white, deep wrinkles etched his face, and his eyes were dim and lifeless, as if he were already dead.
After careful consideration, I finally decided to become this old devil's disciple.
"Hehe, I have passed on all the power I have left in the last few years to you. If you had come a few years earlier, my health would have been better, and I might have been able to advance further. Alas..."
"Master, your disciple..." I knew that the process of transferring power was extremely painful and difficult, and would greatly harm my master's body. "Master, you must take care of your health first."
"It's alright, I don't have many days left. If I can help you, young man, escape this predicament, it will be like repaying a debt from the first half of my life. Cough cough..." Before he could finish speaking, my master coughed violently.
"Alright, I don't have much to teach you now, so hurry up and leave,"
I quickly said. "Master, I'll take you out!"
My master gave me a disdainful look. "You? Hmph, although you've inherited my skills for a few years, you have absolutely no experience in applying them. Even a newbie just entering the martial world is better than you. You can't even use your lightness skill smoothly, and you want to drag me along?"
"This..." I lowered my head.
"Alright, hurry up and leave. If you keep dawdling, I'll kill you!" My master's face suddenly turned fierce. "Don't thank me. I don't owe you anything. If you really want to repay me, don't mention me to anyone after we get out. I want to have some peace and quiet for the rest of my days, understand?"
"Disciple understands," I sighed inwardly. "Then disciple will really be leaving." After saying that, I decisively took a few steps back, knelt down and kowtowed a few times, then slowly retreated.
But a vague doubt lingered in my heart. Would an old man I'd never met really be willing to sacrifice himself to save others? Was my master really that good?
Thinking this, I began to worry again about the so-called hidden dangers of cultivating the "Jade Nine Tribulations Force." According to my master, without "stimulation," relying solely on one's own absorption and exhalation over time, this top-tier martial art would not only fail to unleash its strengths of rapid internal energy growth and deadly attacks, but might even progress slower than other martial arts. Especially during the "breakthrough" phase, without that "stimulation," it would be extremely difficult.
"Forget it," I thought. Following my plan before becoming a disciple, I'd first trick my master into teaching me the martial art, and once I left, I could simply stop practicing. A peaceful life, imitating the time-traveling predecessors, using some modern thinking to make a fortune in this ancient martial arts world, living a simple life—wouldn't that be wonderful? Why suffer the pain of being cuckolded? I'm a modern person educated under nine years of compulsory education; I can be flexible enough...
Chapter Two:
After several difficult attempts, I finally crawled out of the cave, panting. A bitter feeling welled up inside me. Just as my master had said, I possessed immense inner energy, but I didn't know how to use it effectively. Even the most basic light-body technique was clumsy for me.
"Sigh, I still lack experience."
"Brother Lü, Brother Lü..."
A frantic voice faintly drifted from afar.
"That sounds like someone calling me." I remembered that I still had family and friends in this world. To disappear like this for several days would only cause them unnecessary worry. But the voice sounded so familiar. I closed my eyes for a moment to recall, then suddenly opened them again. "Could it be..."
A young girl called out to me from afar while looking around. With my martial arts skills behind me, my eyesight improved considerably.
"My god, is that a fairy?!" I stood there dumbfounded. The girl's skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were like pools of clear water. In her anxious glances, she possessed a captivating charm. A red dress, embroidered with dark cloud patterns, was draped over a flowing white plum blossom gossamer gauze that danced in the wind as she moved. Her waist was slender as a willow, her shoulders delicately sculpted; she was breathtakingly beautiful, with an elegant and graceful bearing.
The girl seemed to see me, startled for a moment, then ran towards me, her voice trembling with tears. "Brother Lü, where have you been these past few days? Waaah..."
*******
"That's roughly what happened." I spoke for almost half an hour before catching my breath and taking a sip of tea.
"So, you accidentally fell off a cliff while hiking in the mountains, and while trapped, you ate a wild fruit and suddenly gained martial arts skills, then used your lightness skill to return."
"Yes, Uncle, that's right. Afterwards, perhaps because my body wasn't used to it, I was unconscious for a few days." I glanced furtively at my uncle, afraid that this excuse, so common in transmigration novels on Earth, would be easily exposed.
The man before me was my uncle, or more accurately, my adoptive father, Luo Min, the renowned physician and top expert of the martial arts world ten years ago, and the father of my childhood sweetheart and fiancée, Luo Wanqing. This middle-aged man now had furrowed brows and a faint worry in his eyes. His temples were already gray, making him appear quite old.
"Hmm, I guess you might have coincidentally eaten the legendary Nine-Turn Crimson Sun Fruit. Isn't that fruit red?"
"Yes, yes, it is red." In my heart, I thought to myself, this excuse truly lives up to its reputation in countless time-travel novels; it's incredibly effective, hehe. It's best to keep the matter of that old devil a secret for now.
"Sigh, I never expected to encounter such a strange thing. I wonder if you've turned misfortune into blessing or blessing into misfortune," my uncle shook his head. "Alright, Qing'er has been worried about you these past few days and hasn't eaten much. Go and apologize!"
"Yes, Uncle!" Using my still-unskilled light footwork, I dashed out in a flash.
Passing through a rockery, with covered walkways on both sides and a central passageway, a large marble screen on a rosewood frame stands prominently. Beyond the screen is a small three-room hall, behind which lies the main courtyard. The main building has five rooms, all ornately decorated with carved beams and painted rafters, while the side walkways and rooms waft with the fragrance of herbs. A few steps further is Qing'er's room.
Thinking of Qing'er, a warm feeling washes over me, and memories of my past life with her flood back.
I remember when we were little, I accidentally kissed her while playing, and she cried, demanding I take responsibility. We ran away from the private school together, then sneaked around our uncle's shop together. In early spring, we secretly drank newly brewed peach blossom wine; in the height of summer, I scooped a spoonful of chilled pear soup for her; in late autumn, she picked a red leaf and pressed it against my face; in the depths of winter, we frolicked and built snowmen. We grew up, and the little girl Qing'er of yesteryear has blossomed into a graceful young lady. Our childhood sweetheart met her love at the right time, and our acquaintance
blossomed into a beautiful young woman. Unexpectedly, years have passed, and our joy remains unchanged. Our love has deepened with time, stronger than the sea and more steadfast than gold, and we vow to stay together until our old age... Memories are as sweet as the candied hawthorn Qing'er gave me. A happy smile gradually spread across my lips as I quietly opened the door.
"Huh, is Qing'er sleeping? Well, she hasn't been sleeping well these past few days..." I wanted to quietly slip away, not wanting to disturb my beloved Qing'er's rest, but then I remembered that I hadn't entered her room since she came of age...
I swallowed hard, hesitated for a moment, and then quietly made my way to the inner room.
I gasped. This... this is my beloved Qing'er? Although I've seen it countless times, the beautiful scene before me still makes my heart tremble.
Perhaps because it's summer, my darling Qing'er is dressed very lightly, covered only by a thin blanket. A sheer, rose-scented gauze bra peeks out from under the blanket, vaguely revealing a glimpse of her proud, snow-white skin.
Her feet are exposed, her delicate, translucent toes rising and falling gently with Qing'er's breathing. Her fair, rosy feet are clean and smooth. I approach gently; there's no unpleasant odor, only a faint floral fragrance.
"Ahhhhhh!" I felt like my nose was about to bleed. Actually, I'm not a foot fetishist. On Earth, even beautiful women have smelly feet, right? But the pair of feet before me, like works of art, made my blood boil. Truly, "Hair like jade hairpins illuminating clouds, jade steps swaying in silk stockings," the ancients were right. I carefully picked up those feet...
"Brother Lü, what are you doing?" I was so engrossed in the beautiful feet that I didn't notice my increasingly heavy breathing had woken Qing'er.
"Hmph, you big lecher." Qing'er struggled to sit up, pulling her legs back and hiding herself under the blanket. The beautiful scene before me vanished instantly. I looked at my darling Qing'er awkwardly, unsure what to do with my hands.
"You big pervert," Qing'er blushed to her ears, "Qing'er hasn't married you yet." Her sweet, melodious voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, perhaps because of shyness.
"Hehe," I scratched my head, "Isn't it almost done?" "
Hmph, Father said men and women shouldn't touch each other. You sneaked into Qing'er's room, hurry up and get out, it won't be good if Father sees you."
"Hehe, I'll leave if Qing'er calls me husband."
"You, you, you, you're pushing your luck!" Seeing tears welling up in my darling Qing'er's eyes, I panicked.
"Oh dear, my darling Qing'er, my dear wife, I was wrong."
Hearing my repeated apologies, Qing'er stopped crying, wrinkling her small nose: "Who's your wife? Don't talk nonsense." But her tone revealed a faint joy, "Alright, hurry up and get out, Qing'er is so sleepy."
Hearing this, I felt guilty again. How worried Qing'er must have been about me these past few days.
"Husband, hurry up and get out."
"What did you call me?" My heart trembled.
Qing'er turned her head back and ignored me, her neck flushed with embarrassment.
"Hehehehe." I felt a sweet happiness fill my chest. I happily went outside.

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