Beauty Cave

Beauty Cave (Part 1)

Sun Qing believed he had unintentionally entered a divine realm.

Perhaps this place was one that no one had ever been to before, so no one knew it was a divine realm. Sun Qing was a very strong and energetic person, and that time he went to do rock climbing. This was an extremely difficult and dangerous sport, as difficult as mountain climbing, but different in that it did not use ropes, chisels, or other tools. He simply climbed up the almost vertical cliffs barehanded and wearing rubber shoes, relying only on the uneven rocks on the cliff face for support or using his feet or toes for footholds. Sometimes he would use powder from a bag he wore at his waist to coat his hands and absorb sweat to prevent slipping.

Climbing like this, if one fell, there was always a chance of rescue, but surprisingly few people had accidents, which was quite remarkable. Perhaps this situation wasn't entirely unexpected, because anyone daring enough to do so must first be certain of their own physical strength. This is far better than relying too much on ropes and hooks, which make recovery much more difficult in case of an accident.

No one had ever climbed this cliff before; perhaps climbers considered it too low, too easy, and not challenging enough.

Sun Qing encountered an accident when he was almost at the top.

He grabbed onto a protruding spot, but his feet had nothing to step on, so he had to use his arms to pull himself up.

Just then, he felt the ground he was climbing on begin to shake, and his heart pounded with fear.

It seemed that a large section of the rock face had loosened, and his weight threatened to cause him to fall.

Completely helpless, he could only desperately try to stay still, hoping not to completely slip out. If he did, he would fall down the mountain with the large rock.

The rock continued to sway, and Sun Qing broke out in a cold sweat.

Then, it slipped out.

Sun Qing was convinced he was dead.

However, to his surprise, the rock didn't fall outwards, but instead sank inwards.

It turned out the cliff face was hollow.

Sun Qing screamed and fell into the dark abyss. As he fell, he was terrified of when death would come, because the hollow inside might be very deep, and he couldn't find anything to hold onto. Then he fell to the bottom. But he landed on a very soft spot. He barely bounced up; he just kept sinking, but the soft material gradually pushed against his descent, finally bringing him to a stop. He stopped without any shock or dizziness. He breathed a sigh of relief, thankful to have survived.

He also noticed that what had been stabbing him was a large, peculiar layer, like seaweed or dried sponge. He had sunk into this mass and needed to climb back up. He knew which direction was upward because that was where the light was coming from. There

was a hole in the cliff face, and light was streaming through it. It was as if he had reached the surface of water after swimming in still water. Then he assessed the situation. Since he didn't believe there was anything else in there, his first priority was to find an escape route.

Based on his initial observation, escape seemed unlikely. The cliff's exterior was uneven, but the interior was smooth as a mirror. This smoothness meant there was nothing to hold onto, making climbing out extremely difficult, practically impossible without climbing tools. Unless he could carve a hole in the cliff face from the lower part. Since the cliff was so fragile, capable of collapsing, he might be able to make a hole.

He began to climb towards the cliff, but halfway up, he cried out in surprise. A human body blocked his way. He first saw a pair of legs, belonging to a woman, lying on that sponge-like structure. He recognized it as a woman because the legs were slightly parted and facing him, and he could see between them—there was no clothing.

Between the legs, there wasn't a male characteristic; there was a thick, dark, and finer mound, like a pinecone core, with a dark red slit in the middle. It was a beautiful and neat slit, but not something to admire. In such a situation, if it were a corpse, what was there to admire? He looked around and started shouting again, almost incessantly, because he saw many legs or arms protruding from between the dry sponges, all seemingly female, with a head among them, also a female head.

At first, he had glimpsed these things, but only thought they were white, mistaking them for white stones or something similar. Now he realized this was a large morgue, no wonder he had shouted so loudly. But then he thought he might have guessed wrong.

The "corpse" before him wasn't a corpse at all. His shouts echoed through the cave, and the woman whimpered and stirred, as if disturbed by Sun Qing's voice while still asleep, yet not awakened. Sun Qing remembered touching the woman's legs; they were warm, not cold. A corpse should be cold, Sun Qing thought, frozen.

He couldn't believe it. So many naked women sleeping here? If it were a corpse, that would make more sense; people dying here, their bodies preserved, would be perfectly logical. Sleeping here? Why would living people sleep here? But since she was alive, it was best to ask her why.

Sun Qing crawled over and shook the woman.

He saw that she was a young and very beautiful woman. Although she was naked, given the circumstances, he believed she wouldn't mind his harassment. He shook her and called out, "Miss, Miss!" She moved slightly and made a soft sound, but didn't wake up. Her complexion was so good; she certainly wasn't sick. He pushed her for

a while, but she didn't wake up. It seemed she wouldn't wake up for some reason. He had to try another one, not a corpse either. The response was the same; she seemed to be asleep. He pushed and called her, and she responded somewhat, but still didn't wake up. They were all like that, seven in total, all so beautiful, yet each with a different kind of beauty, sleeping soundly at the bottom of this enormous cave, on the sea of dry sponges. For a man to be surrounded by so many beautiful women, so beautiful that even a beauty pageant wouldn't be so easy to choose from, and yet at his mercy, should be a rare stroke of luck. But Sun Qing hadn't thought of that; he wasn't that kind of man, and he was more worried about how to escape. He also wondered if they actually had an owner.

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