Chapter 89

Holding the silk handkerchief, Baixiaosheng felt an inexplicable weight in his hand, as if he were holding not silk but steel.

Reading the letter, he felt the unyielding will and indomitable spirit within. Perhaps it would be hard for ordinary people to understand, but Baixiaosheng knew that kind of determination. It was rare to see such resolve in modern times, but here, at this moment, it was present.

After a long silence, Baixiaosheng came back to his senses. He carefully tucked the silk handkerchief into his clothes, hung the scroll back on the wall, and with a casual turn, leaped up to the platform once again.

Seeing the worried look on Mu Wanqing's face, Baixiaosheng was moved. He stepped forward and gently embraced her, saying warmly, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Mu Wanqing nodded, her expression showing a hint of relief. Baixiaosheng told her about the scenery below, and the two of them descended again. Looking around, Mu Wanqing said, "Husband, is there a way out here?"

Baixiaosheng pointed to the crack in the cliff and said, "It should be there. Wait a moment, I'll see if I can get through." He walked to the crack, examined it carefully, and found that it became narrower the further out it went, seemingly impossible to pass through. Frowning, he looked up and leaped up. Using the walls on both sides of the crack, Baixiaosheng climbed up step by step and soon reached the top.

Standing on the hillside, he looked into the valley, seeing only white mist. Baixiaosheng's heart stirred, and he understood. Going down from here would be daunting for most people, but coming up through the crack was much simpler.

"From this, it seems there should be a way down the mountain!" He looked around and indeed found signs of people's footsteps. Baixiaosheng felt a slight joy and then used the crack to climb down again. He said to Mu Wanqing, "Wan'er, we can go up through this crack. Let's buy some food."

Mu Wanqing nodded, knowing that her husband wouldn't leave this place for a while. As long as she was with Baixiaosheng, she was content.

Following the mountain path, the two left Huashan and bought many easily preserved items in a nearby town, then quickly returned. Entering the valley again, Baixiaosheng had Mu Wanqing tidy up the items while he climbed back to the platform and began searching the Martial Arts Cave carefully.

The Guanyuan Gong, a mystical martial art that could help a person reach the innate realm, was enough to make Baixiaosheng's heart race.

Entering the library, he quickly scanned the bookshelves and soon found the Guanyuan Gong. Next to it were the Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian, which Xiao Feng and Xuzhu had practiced. These two martial arts were the pinnacle of his collection, and Baixiaosheng was extremely interested in them. Such powerful skills would surely be of great help to him.

Opening the package, Baixiaosheng placed the box containing the secret manuals inside. This box contained not only the two manuals but also the knowledge needed to interpret them, all neatly organized and cross-referenced to understand the meaning of the text.

With these two manuals, his interest grew even more. He walked along the bookshelves, his eyes quickly scanning the labels on the boxes. Here, not only were there the divine skills of the Xianyao Sect, but also the Shaolin techniques. What interested Baixiaosheng the most were the Doushuang Xingyi and the Canhe Zhi of the Murong family. This predecessor had truly done an impressive job, managing to bring these two Murong family skills over.

"Hey? This is..." He stopped, looking at the box on the shelf with disbelief. The label on the box read "Qiankun Datan Yi." Wasn't this the divine skill of the Mingjiao? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on another box nearby, his expression becoming even more uncertain, "Taiji Gong." Brother, you even brought out this skill.

He eagerly picked up the box and opened it. Inside the Qiankun Datan Yi box was the Mingjiao's divine skill, and beneath it was another manual with the title "Shenghuo Ling Gong" written on the cover.

As a person from the future, Baixiaosheng naturally knew the origins of these two martial arts. Considering the timeline, the Mingjiao had indeed spread to the mainland, so it wasn't surprising that he had obtained these two skills. After all, as a person from the future, who wouldn't be curious about these divine skills?

In contrast, the Taiji Gong was different. It was a martial art he had created based on his knowledge of Taiji from his previous life. With his knowledge and cultivation, creating the Taiji Gong was not difficult. The main reason the Taiji Gong became famous in the future was its principles, which were completely opposite to the current martial arts. Understanding this, creating the Taiji Quan and Taiji Jian was not hard for a master-level person.

"Taiji Quan, Taiji Jian, Chunya Wuji Gong, this guy is really impressive, creating three advanced manuals at once." Baixiaosheng marveled, putting all these things away. Seeing that the package was almost full, he quickly left the cave and climbed down the pit.

When he reached the bottom, Mu Wanqing had already started a fire and was trying to cook.

To be honest, Mu Wanqing didn't know how to cook; she only knew how to do simple roasting. Baixiaosheng watched her clumsy movements and smiled. He put down the package, stepped forward, and took the items from her hands, saying, "Wan'er, let me teach you."

Mu Wanqing blushed, her expression shy, "Husband, I've never done these things before, so..."

"I understand!" Baixiaosheng smiled at her, "Wan'er, these things are not a big deal. We don't have to do them ourselves. It's just here that we cook for ourselves. But these things are easy, and with your intelligence, you'll learn quickly. Watch..." As he spoke, he pulled Mu Wanqing over, holding her hand and teaching her step by step.

Cooking was boring, but cooking with a partner was fun, and Baixiaosheng enjoyed it, even taking the opportunity to tease Mu Wanqing. In the end, the food wasn't even ready, but Mu Wanqing was already... well, you know.

In broad daylight, he and Mu Wanqing had a wild time in the open, making Mu Wanqing feel too embarrassed to face anyone. Baixiaosheng, however, was delighted, laughing heartily. This kind of pleasure was something he never had in his previous life.

'Hehe... This green mountain and white water will be our special place from now on.'

For the rest of the day, Baixiaosheng didn't pay much attention to the martial arts manuals he had brought down. He pulled Mu Wanqing along, happily playing in the valley, and whenever the mood struck, they would... well, you know. By evening, after a quick meal, they went straight to bed and engaged in intimate activities. It wasn't until midnight that Baixiaosheng finally stopped.

He held the sweat-soaked, panting Mu Wanqing and said softly, "Wan'er, it's just the two of us here. Is there anything you like to do? Tell me."

Mu Wanqing blinked, thinking for a moment, and said, "There's nothing I particularly like." This seemed to be a common issue in ancient times; few women had their own pursuits, and most were focused on love.

This was unimaginable in modern times!

Baixiaosheng thought for a moment and said, "Wan'er, why don't you start learning to read and write with me tomorrow? We can start with the basics, like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. See what you like. How about it?"

Mu Wanqing looked at Baixiaosheng, puzzled, "Why should I learn these things?"

Baixiaosheng smiled, pinching her red cheeks, and explained, "I will be studying those martial arts in the future. If I leave you alone, wouldn't you be bored? I'm not the kind of man who believes that 'a woman without talent is virtuous.' Whatever you like in the future, just tell me, and I will do my best to make it happen for you."

Mu Wanqing nodded sweetly, snuggling closer to Baixiaosheng, her face full of happiness.

The two, exhausted from the day's activities, soon fell asleep.

The next morning, Baixiaosheng woke up early. Seeing that Mu Wanqing was still sleeping, he couldn't help but smile. Yesterday, he had been quite wild, spending the afternoon and evening on those activities. With his cultivation, he didn't feel tired, but Mu Wanqing probably did.

Gently pulling his arm out, Baixiaosheng quietly put on his clothes and went outside. He looked at the ingredients they had bought the day before, quickly prepared some food, and then started practicing his martial arts in the open space outside.

After about half an hour, Mu Wanqing woke up. She turned around and saw the food on the table, couldn't help but smile. She quickly got dressed and called out to Baixiaosheng. The two sat at the table and had a sweet breakfast together.

To be honest, the two were still in the early stages of their relationship, the sweetest part, almost unwilling to be apart for a moment, just like modern couples. And they were even more intimate, as they were already married and were husband and wife.

This sweetness, not just for Mu Wanqing, but even for Baixiaosheng, was so delightful that he didn't want to do anything else. After breakfast, they spent time together, whispering sweet nothings, with Baixiaosheng occasionally teasing Mu Wanqing. It wasn't until close to noon that they remembered their tasks. Baixiaosheng then took out the books from the cave and began teaching Mu Wanqing, pointing to the text and explaining it to her.

Soon, they had lunch, and taking advantage of the hot sun, he picked up Mu Wanqing and jumped into the mountain spring. Naturally, this led to some intimate moments.

By the time everything was over, it was already around three in the afternoon. They continued to study and play, and soon it was evening again. In the evening, they naturally didn't focus on studying but instead whispered to each other and discussed life.

Such a leisurely and sweet life was so delightful that it made them forget everything outside. As the saying goes, "A gentle boudoir is the grave of heroes," and this was indeed true.