Home Beyond the World

Across the gorge stood proud, sheer mountains, leaving scarcely any flat ground for footing. Looking down, Yang Jing Tian could see a patch of level land on the side of the mountains.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Jing Tian dived.

He Zhuofang opened her eyes to find themselves on a relatively small clearing midway up the mountain, dozens of feet wide. Ahead was an unfathomable abyss, and behind, an insurmountable cliff—essentially, they were standing on a precipice suspended in the air. "This is an outcropping?" He Zhuofang said in bewilderment.

Yang Jing Tian nodded, "Indeed. This is the only place where we could land."

He Zhuofang, worriedly said, "When you leaped, you hadn't figured a landing spot."

"True, but what's done is done. Didn't you mention there was once a path leading to the world beyond from here?" Yang Jing Tian replied.

He Zhuofang nodded, "Yes, but whether it's on this side, I'm not sure. I remember a narrow crevice within these towering mountains, through which lies a vast plain. Beyond the plain and over several mountains lies a small town."

Looking around, Yang Jing Tian found themselves atop a high plateau, flanked on three sides by emptiness and a boundless sea of clouds, with no visible path forward. The plateau, with an expanse of over thirty feet in diameter, offered no way up or down. Aside from flying back to Jinsha Village, they seemingly faced a dead end.

Behind the vast platform was a steep mountain peak, its summit covered in snow, devoid of both forests and animals.

"Is this truly a path forsaken by the heavens?" He Zhuofang questioned, dismayed.

"It's alright, we can always fly back after they're gone," Yang Jing Tian reassured.

"I thought I could find a way out to the external world. It seems it was but a dream," He Zhuofang lamented.

Scanning the surroundings, Yang Jing Tian noticed a dark cavity in the mountain wall to their left. Without hesitation, he pushed against it.

With a 'bang', several large rocks tumbled from the recess. It appeared they had found a way out as Yang Jing Tian, channeling his strength, struck the loosened boulders with his fist.

Continuous rumbles followed as more rocks fell.

Witnessing Yang Jing Tian cleave through the mountain bare-handed, He Zhuofang couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment, "Jing Tian, what are you doing?"

With a smile, Yang Jing Tian said, "The heavens haven't forsaken us. Zhuofang, step back, lest the falling rocks hurt you."

Worriedly, He Zhuofang cautioned, "Be careful, Jing Tian."

In the space of a tea moment, a tunnel through the mountain appeared.

Yang Jing Tian exclaimed with joy, "Zhuofang, I've found a passage!"

He Zhuofang peered inside to find the tunnel stretching about half a mile long, gradually becoming more spacious.

"Turns out, this passage was merely blocked by a few rocks and undamaged. Exiting here, we're bound to reach the outside world. Let's go and see," saying this, Yang Jing Tian took He Zhuofang's delicate hand and advanced into the cave.

After walking several meters through the tunnel, the path ahead became increasingly bright. A moment later, they were greeted by dazzling moonlight. Adjusting their eyes and looking ahead, they found themselves facing a valley vibrant with colorful flowers and verdant trees.

Exhaling shouts of exhilaration, Yang Jing Tian and He Zhuofang emerged from the cave.

Beneath their feet, the soft grass felt comforting; the air was fragrant with blooms. Surrounded by birdsong, fruit-laden branches, it was as if they had discovered a hidden paradise beyond the dark tunnel.

Embracing He Zhuofang, Yang Jing Tian shed all worries and rushed forward, only halting when a towering peak blocked their path. Surveying their surroundings, it became clear: the valley was encircled by high mountains, pristine and untouched by mankind, with snow-capped peaks piercing the clouds, offering no path of ascent.

Circling the area, Yang Jing Tian realized there was no way out. The valley was ringed by sheer cliffs, isolated from the world beyond—a secluded Eden, rather than an escape.

Yang Jing Tian's spirits deflated, but for He Zhuofang, the valley brought pure delight. As the morning sun illuminated the valley, they spotted several mountain goats grazing undisturbed, monkeys frolicking in the trees, along with birds chirping and wild chickens and rabbits darting about – yet, no sight of fierce tigers, leopards, or venomous snakes.

He Zhuofang declared, "Jing Tian, with this place, I never need to return."

Startled, Yang Jing Tian asked, "You mean you want to stay here permanently?"

Nodding, He Zhuofang explained, "Isn't it perfect here? A warm climate, abundant wildlife, a true hidden paradise. Plus, we need not fear being disturbed."

Hearing her, Yang Jing Tian's enthusiasm burgeoned. "You're right, how did I not see it? This is our hidden paradise, our home."

Watching He Zhuofang blush, Yang Jing Tian felt stirrings of affection. Grasping her hand, he teased, "Zhuofang, what shall we do next?"

Like a startled deer, she trembled slightly, "I... I don't know."

Yang Jing Tian, taking her hand gently, suggested, "After the ordeals of the night, a bath wouldn't be so bad."

He Zhuofang shyly hesitated, "But..."

"We have a pond up ahead. I'll take you there," Yang Jing Tian assured as he led her hand.

They walked eastward for more than a mile and witnessed a magnificent waterfall cascading from the cliff above, likely fed by melted snow and ice from the peak. Bathed in sunlight, it resembled a giant jade dragon, a sight of sheer beauty.

The waterfall emptied into a deep, transparent green pond, which, despite the continuous influx, never seemed to overflow, suggesting a hidden outlet somewhere.

Yang Jingtian gently took her hand and embraced her, his hand reaching out to hold her warm and slender waist with no excess fat. He Zhuo Fang immediately softened and nestled in Yang Jingtian's arms. Yang Jingtian's large hand roamed her waist, gradually sliding into the gap between her plump thighs.

He Zhuo Fang instinctively squeezed tightly, immediately restraining Yang Jingtian's hand. Yang Jingtian turned his head and gently kissed her white, jade-like neck. His hot tongue moved skillfully, eliciting a soft moan from her. She leaned back on Yang Jingtian's shoulder, parting her delicate red lips and releasing fragrant breath onto his face. Yang Jingtian leaned forward and lightly sucked on her soft lips, while his other hand gripped her erect peak, gently kneading it.

The pressure between He Zhuo Fang's thighs gradually weakened, and Yang Jingtian's hand moved quickly and boldly, sensing a warm and moist sensation. He Zhuo Fang's alluring body writhed uncontrollably under Yang Jingtian's caress, her voluptuous and perky buttocks pressing against his excited lower body.

At this moment, He Zhuo Fang's mouth was held by Yang Jingtian, and a sob escaped her throat. Her soft body tensed up and then began to tremble. Between her legs, there was a wetness, indicating her excitement.

Yang Jingtian's heart surged with intense affection. He quickly undressed himself and freed her from any restraints, undoing her hair tie and removing the hairpin, allowing her beautiful hair to cascade down, accentuating her enchanting posture. He Zhuo Fang's bright eyes gazed affectionately at Yang Jingtian.

Yang Jingtian pulled her closer, pressing her tightly against him. With a forceful thrust of his waist, his entire body entered the warm and tight embrace of pleasure.

Both of them trembled, and Yang Jingtian's abundant inner energy merged seamlessly through their intimate connection, as if He Zhuo Fang became an extension of Yang Jingtian's body.

Yang Jingtian's heart overflowed with tender affection, and he caressed her even more gently. He Zhuo Fang sensed Yang Jingtian's emotions and was filled with tenderness, causing her passion to surge.

Yang Jingtian held her slender waist, activating his inner energy while gently moving his lower body. He Zhuo Fang wrapped her jade arms around Yang Jingtian's neck, moving her hips to match his rhythm. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her lips slightly parted, and she emitted pleasurable moans.

The water in the pond rippled as Yang Jingtian and He Zhuo Fang created waves that overflowed. The shimmering ripples spread outward.

Before long, He Zhuo Fang's delicate murmurs continued as she swayed her waist. Her head buried in Yang Jingtian's embrace, and her grip on his hands weakened.

Yang Jingtian held her slender waist with one hand, while the other lifted her snow-white thigh, moving vigorously.

He Zhuo Fang seemed to exert all her strength to cling to Yang Jingtian. Her body trembled incessantly, her eyes filled with allure, and her moans grew louder. Unable to resist, she bit into Yang Jingtian's muscular shoulder. Amidst the pain, a hint of pleasure emerged, and Yang Jingtian's passion surged as he thrust with all his might.

Suddenly, He Zhuo Fang trembled and reached her climax, while Yang Jingtian's abundant inner energy gushed forth like a thousand-foot waterfall. He forcefully spread apart her slender and graceful legs, wildly moving up and down for a moment. Yang Jingtian felt as if he had entered a profound realm, as if he could comprehend all of He Zhuo Fang's thoughts and emotions.