Chapter 2
It was like I was having a big dream. When I woke up, I didn't see anyone. There was no strange old man with a white beard who had traveled through time, nor was there the fair and lovely Sleeping Beauty. Everything was just my dream.
I smiled foolishly and was about to murmur that it was just a dream when I looked up and saw the cave.
I:"……"
A serial dream? Inception? I'm still in the cave!
Faint light fell through the gap, and I saw that I was covered in dirt, still wearing modern clothes. The small wounds on my body were gone, and my split nails had healed a little.
Only the remaining traces tell me that all this really happened.
I still remember a little of the old man's warning before I passed out. He said he had passed on a hundred years of skills to me, which was equivalent to a hundred years of internal energy from a single person. It should be very strong.
But I don’t feel anything now, and the injuries on my body didn’t recover all at once. It really isn’t the world of immortal heroes.
Damn it, what was that secret kung fu the old man was talking about? I can’t remember!
As I was thinking about it, I stood up and waved my hands, firing my internal energy at the stone wall, similar to the "Three Points Return to Origin" in the TV series.
"drink--"
Nothing happened.
I stamped my feet and changed my posture again: "Ha!"
The cave was quiet, with only a slight breeze blowing, and I felt like an idiot.
Am I being fooled? I don’t feel any internal energy at all. And shouldn’t I be in a stone chamber before I fell asleep?
I stopped testing my own situation and looked around for the stone chamber I'd been in. I felt like there were still many things the old man hadn't explained to me. He looked like he was in a hurry to die.
Let me guess, before I showed up, the old man had intended to pass on all he had learned throughout his life to Sleeping Beauty, right?
As a result, I fell from the sky and snatched the fruit directly from others.
Thinking of this, I stopped looking for the stone chamber. This was not good. If I went back to the stone chamber, I would not find the old man but would meet Sleeping Beauty.
Will I be beaten to death? The old man also said not to mess with him. Good-looking people have thorns. You can't always expect the other person to be a stupid handsome guy.
I was so scared that I kicked the ground with my toes anxiously. I should find an exit. I would either starve to death or die of thirst.
My stomach was rumbling and my mouth was dry. Enduring the discomfort, I groped for a way outside.
After going around in circles and stumbling, I finally found a safe exit, which was no longer the cliff by the sea.
As I got closer to the cave entrance, the smell of blood wafted on the wind. I rubbed my nose and sniffed. This smell, with a hint of rust, made me more cautious.
On the island, in ancient times, dragons were animals, and I never know what strange things I might encounter if I go out.
"Hurry! The immortal from outer space must be in Wolong Cave!"
"Rumor has it that if you find him, you'll be able to learn unparalleled martial arts!"
"How could you, such a despicable person, allow such evil spirits to disturb the celestial guest's peaceful cultivation!"
"We, the ten great sects, will never sit idly by!"
What what what?
They were all shouting something, and it sounded very dramatic.
Sneaking up to the cave entrance, I cautiously poked my head out. With just a glimpse, I was so frightened by the shockwave-like Qi and internal energy attack that I fell to the ground.
"Bang--"
An invisible gust of wind came from nowhere and finally hit the stone wall above my head. I looked at the falling rocks with horror.
The people in the canyon were on the verge of a fight, and the fight was out of control. They were all wearing various ancient clothes.
A gang fight like this? Are people in the underworld so straightforward and willing to settle scores?
Isn't there a mediator?
Weapons were exchanged on the scene, hidden weapons were thrown around freely, and it was a hail of bullets. So, borrowing arrows from a straw boat really works! If I go out like this, I'm sure my body will be covered in weapons.
Common sense, like calling the police, seemed powerless at this moment. I quietly turned around and walked back into the cave. I needed a different exit. It was too dangerous down there, almost as terrifying as a cliff.
The longer I stayed in this place, the more terrified I became. I felt like I was embroiled in something really bad.
They said this is Wolong Cave and they are looking for the Immortal Guest. Isn’t the Immortal Guest my old uncle who traveled through time?
However, the old man's internal energy passed on to me disappeared. Wait, maybe I didn't get a bargain for free, but took on a hot potato?
Damn it, I don't know how to mobilize my internal energy! How can I use it? This is like a monkey holding pots and pans but not being able to cook!
College students can’t learn unique martial arts without a teacher!
Although I am a student of a dance academy, this is just about body coordination, and I haven't learned any external martial arts moves!
There isn't even an instruction manual, what a bummer!
I tried to go through five or six exits of Wolong Cave, but they were either dead ends or people were fighting each other. To sum it up, it was a fight between good and evil, both wanting peerless martial arts, while I, a vested interest, was running away in fear, hiding here and there.
In fact, I still hold a glimmer of hope in my heart. Maybe the old man is still here?
"I love you walking alone in the dark alley, I love you walking alone in the dark alley..."
I tentatively made a weak sound and exchanged secret signals at each cave entrance, but there was no other response except the sound of the wind and the occasional noise outside.
I was searching everywhere for a safe exit, but before I could even get out, the group of people had already rushed into the cave.
My only advantage might be that I was more familiar with the tunnel and could change positions as soon as I heard footsteps.
This group of people are all wearing ancient costumes, and my outfit doesn't fit in at all. It's too conspicuous.
There was a fight going on in the larger stone chamber next door. I covered my mouth and nose, not daring to breathe.
I waited until the noise had died down before I dared to pass by.
I saw corpses on the road. It was a shocking scene. It was the first time I saw a dead person in my life. The impact was so great that it made me dizzy.
It was a man with a slashed face and a hole in his stomach, with a gun still stuck in his heart. I felt a chill running down my spine, muttering the words "Rest in Peace" as I moved past the corpse.
From the initial horror and fear to the later calmness, I saw at least ten corpses of various types.
Some were missing arms and legs, some were beheaded, and some were poisoned and swollen with pus...
"vomit--"
The poisoning was very smelly, and I only vomited out acid water. After all, my stomach was empty and I couldn't vomit out anything substantial.
"Let's go over there and take a look! Zhao Laosan and the others seem to have a map!"
"Brother, I heard that people from Yae Palace are here too."
"What are you afraid of? With so many people here, even if Chu Yingyu comes, let him stay here!"
"I hate those sneaky killers and assassins the most!"
A loud sound like thunder came from behind, and I was so scared that I ran towards a fork in the road without knowing where to go.
There are many passages here, and there are gaps leading directly to the top of the cave, so it is quite bright. A person with his back to me appears in front of me.
Most of the men here have long hair, so I couldn't tell whether they were men or women at first glance. But the one with his back to me was silent and motionless, like a wooden man.
There are a few ferocious-looking men in the back, and judging by the voices, they are not to be trifled with, while in the front is a man whose gender cannot be identified.
Feeling anxious, I simply asked, "Hello? Are you okay? Can you please move aside?"
The other party did not respond. I was so afraid of the group of people approaching from behind that I just wanted to run away, so I plucked up the courage to pat the man on the shoulder.
The indifferent person fell backwards like a doll, stiff as a doll. I opened my eyes wide and saw a red line on his neck.
No, it’s not a red line, but blood from the neck cut by a sharp blade!
Blocking the way is a standing corpse!
This was a man, about thirty years old. He had a hidden weapon in his hand, but he didn't throw it. He even had his eyes open and a provocative smile on his lips.
He seemed to have been killed suddenly.
So fast that you don't have time to react.
There must be a monster-like master ahead!
This situation of having wolves in front and tigers behind made me even more panicked. I was at a loss for a few seconds and finally chose to run back.
I ran to the place where the broken corpses were from before, muttering to myself, "Don't blame me, don't blame me!" Then I took off my windbreaker, pulled off the corpses' outer robes and put them on myself, and smeared the blood on my face.
Finally, I used the corpse to press down half of my body, and I made a hideous look like a dead body.
As soon as it was done, the group of fierce martial artists arrived.
"Brother, look, there are so many corpses here!"
"Could it be the work of Yae-miya's killer?"
"I'm not sure, but it's definitely not the work of that little bastard Chu Yingyu."
"What do you mean?"
"Newcomers might not know this, but Chu Yingyu's attacks are completely random, but they emphasize speed, ferocity, and accuracy. His goal is to kill, and he usually succeeds with one strike."
"Are we going to compete with this monster for Xianke's martial arts?"
"Damn it, so useless! Fortune and wealth are sought through risk. Besides, it's not certain whether Chu Yingyu is here to steal his martial arts."
While I was diligently disguising the corpse, these people actually stood in front of me and started chatting!
Help! Can't we just go somewhere with fresh air, sit down and have a cup of tea and chat?
It's nice to talk among a pile of corpses, right?
Afraid of exposing myself, I even breathed extremely slowly, trying hard to dilute my presence.
Fortunately, these people didn't want to finish off the enemy, so it was assumed that everyone here was dead.
I heard them talking about Chu Yingyu all the time. She is the sleeping beauty lying on the old man's couch. Is she so cruel?
No wonder the old man told me not to mess with him. Please, don’t meet him. I am willing to gain 100 pounds. Even if I am a fangirl, I don’t want to lose my life!
After struggling to survive for a few minutes, these burly men finally stopped chatting among the pile of corpses.
I waited until there was no movement around me before I slowly got up and sneaked away.
After going through a lot of hardships and being forced to play hide-and-seek with these scoundrels who entered the cave, I finally rolled out of the cave on the sea side when it got dark.
The sand was soft, so my fall wasn't so painful.
Just as I was about to get up from the ground, I saw several pairs of boots, straw sandals and cloth shoes appear in front of me. I was shocked and raised my head tremblingly.
The men holding torches looked at me grimly. Their facial features and temperament clearly showed that they were evil! Yes, I judge people by their appearance!
"What a bloody beauty! Why are you dressed so strangely?"
The elder brother who led the group squatted down, lifted my chin, and pinched my face, looking me around. I timidly didn't dare to respond, and looked at these people pitifully.
"Hey, I was hoping to take advantage of the situation, but it's been a whole day and no one has found the celestial immortal. I'm afraid the old man is dead."
"Even if I die, I must find the secret book!"
"What should we do with this strange woman?"
These people were discussing something and turned their eyes to me. They probably didn't take me seriously. They didn't avoid me at all when they were discussing things.
I might be silenced.
I secretly exerted my strength, tightening my abdomen and gathering my energy, but I didn't feel anything special. I couldn't help but wonder if the old man had actually passed on his skills to me.
Can't it be a passive skill? Does it have to be active?
"Don't forget, we have two missions on this trip."
"I see. One is to find the secret book, and the other is to deal with Chu Yingyu."
"So, what should we do with this girl? Let me take a closer look."
I heard Chu Yingyu's name again, just like Voldemort, there are always legends about him.
A slightly greasy man grabbed the collar of my sweater and pulled me up. I was forced to stand still and he brought the torch closer to me.
I squinted my eyes and leaned back in fear, afraid that my hair would be burned by the fire. I felt that the firelight was extremely dazzling.
In the dark night, the waves kept washing ashore, the circling birds sang sad songs, and the cold winter wind blew up the fine snow again.
The man roughly wiped away the dust and blood on his face with a handkerchief. He looked at me, licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue, and there was a little joy in his eyes.
"Not bad, I'll have some fun and catch up with you guys later."
"You're so impatient! The mission is more important!"
"Forget it, he won't be around for long. Don't kill this woman. I'll try again when I get back."
In those few frivolous words, my fate seemed to be doomed.
When the danger really came, I calmed down because crying would not solve my current predicament.
I couldn't handle a one-on-many situation, but if it was a one-on-one situation, maybe there was hope. The greasy man grabbed my hair and dragged me behind the large reef.
Should I pretend to comply first and then strike back head on, or should I struggle hard right from the start?
I was thinking about which one has a better chance of winning, and it seems that the first option is better.
After being pushed to the ground, I just sat up and the man untied his belt and approached me with a filthy smile.
I faked a smile and used the most cheesy and delicate tone I've ever used. "Oh, you hurt me. You're so anxious, and I can't run away..."
"My dear hero, why don't you let me serve you? I know a lot of tricks!"
"Oh, what else can you do, young lady? You have quite a big chest, and this weird dress hides your nice figure."
The man hooked the collar of my sweater, and I leaned down, and he eagerly came over. I put my left hand around his neck and grabbed the sand and stones under my body with my right hand.
He wanted to kiss me, so I simply pressed his head against my shoulder. The man, who was in a state of excitement, took the opportunity to bite my shoulder and licked it randomly.
"Come on, come on, I can kiss you even better!"
After a few soft coaxing words, I clenched the sand in my hand and prepared to sprinkle it into his eyes.
The lecher had just let me go, and seeing this opportunity, I was ready to throw up the sand in my hand.
Suddenly, a flash of cold light passed through the corner of my eyes. I was blinded by the cold light and couldn't throw the sand in my hand away.
The man who was hugging me suddenly shuddered and fell on his back with a look of horror on his face.
Then, a streak of blood appeared on his neck, and he died without even a hint of resistance. And I was still holding the sand in my hand, bewildered and at a loss.
As if by some kind of intuition, I followed the man's gaze before he died and slowly turned my head to look back.
There is another person behind me.
Goose bumps immediately covered my whole body, my pupils shrank suddenly, and I forgot to breathe.
Sleeping Beauty Chu Yingyu, he woke up silently, like an exquisite lifeless statue.
The tall, graceful young man flipped his wrist, and the sword flashed like frost, piercing and intimidating. He lowered his eyes, and his pupils, hidden by his eyelashes, were like a deep, opaque pool.
Empty yet elusive.
The light of the torch, which had not yet been extinguished, flickered between us, and tears began to flow. I was so scared that I cried. I didn't sob out loud, but I couldn't stop crying.
I didn't dare cry out loud, nor did I dare breathe heavily.
Yes, even after all that trouble just now, I didn't cry, and I still felt like I could give it a try. But when I saw this face of Nuwa, I couldn't see any hope of survival.
No wonder the old man said not to provoke him and not to wake him up.
Perhaps the coldness I felt piercing into my bones came from the murderous intent emanating from the other party.
Isn’t this better than air conditioning in the summer?
The sand in my hand fell as I relaxed. The young man turned his merciless eyes towards me without any mercy, and looked in the direction where his accomplices had left.
If I remember correctly, this greasy guy's accomplice also wants to kill Chu Yingyu, right?
Great! The thieves are the thieves, and the fishermen profit from the conflict! This way I can get away.
My three moral values were reorganized on this day and I adapted quickly.
Although I don't know why Chu Yingyu didn't kill both of them with one sword and cut my neck as well, but when he went to cause trouble for others, I finally dared to breathe normally.
I was planning to run away, and I noticed this greasy guy's clothes were pretty good. My sweater and jeans were so conspicuous I was a moving target.
So I quickly took off the greasy guy's clothes. Fortunately, he had already taken off half of his clothes, so it was easy for me.
However, I never expected that Chu Yingyu would come back.
At that time, I was pulling the greasy man's pants, and Chu Yingyu appeared like a ghost, landed on the reef and watched me do this despicable act of pulling off a corpse's pants.
The waves rolled ashore and the surroundings were quite peaceful. I wiped the sweat off my face out of exhaustion and looked up to meet Chu Yingyu's calm and somewhat curious gaze.
I:"……"
It was at the level of a myocardial infarction, and I was face to face with the King of Hell.
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