Thousand Flowers Cliff

Daoist Jade Lion fell to the bed next to the dead Wu Yi.

Her naked body glistened in the light.

Wu Yi had ravaged her like an animal.

This was her first time but she knew that she would never have sex this great again.

She looked at her body and found that she was covered in all sorts of fluids and bite marks.

She looked at the ceiling and sighed. She would have kept him alive if the hatred between him and her father was not so great. Keeping him alive would lead to too many problems and the Daoist Jade Lion was not willing to have such a danger next to her.

She did not condone a lot of her father's actions but she loved him greatly.

After a few minutes of her thoughts, she sat up on the bed and began absorbing the heaven qi she had gotten from Wu Yi.

It took her hours to complete this and when she finally opened her eyes, she let out a moan of pleasure.

She could feel her meridian expand and become tougher by the second as they absorbed the heaven qi.

The heavens were the only ones that could give one great talent but by absorbing heaven qi from a particular gifted individual using the appropriate skill, one could increase their talent beyond their wildest dreams.

Daoist Jade Lion looked at the dead body next to her.

She used her right hand to slightly touch Wu Yi's face.

She sighed as she stood up and put on her clothes.

She then left the room for a few minutes before going back.

She was carrying a dead body.

This corpse had a similar size and build to Wu Yi.

She threw the body to the bed before carrying Wu Yi's corpse away on her shoulder. As she was going out of the room, a female servant of hers entered the room and set everything on fire.

Daoist Jade Lion carried the corpse through the dark alleys of the foul until she and her servant left the dojo.

They continued walking as the servant carried the corpse.

When dawn came, they had reached the edge of a cliff.

This cliff was well known in the Jianghu.

All who fell over this cliff into this dark canyon below we're never heard from again.

This cliff was called the Thousand Flowers cliffs. Its edges were surrounded by beautiful flowers of all kinds. These flowers were rare the world over and they attracted many people to visit the place. Some even fell into the canyon below by accident.

The darkness that swirled in the canyon was beyond darkness.

Even the sunlight was absorbed by this darkness.

This place had become very famous when the founder of the Lion Heart dojo fell in and came out in one piece.

It was rumored that he got the famous Lion Heart skill from this canyon.

Many had tried to enter the place hoping for the same success as that of the first Daoist Lion Heart but they had all disappeared never to be heard from.

After a few hundred martial artists had disappeared, people finally gave up on hopes of achieving success.

This canyon had become very famous for being the place one went when they needed something like a corpse to disappear forever.

When the two women arrived at the edge of the cliff, Daoist Jade Lion nodded at her servant who promptly threw Wu Yi's corpse into the canyon.

It fell rapidly before it was swallowed by the darkness.

The two women turned around and left the place quickly.

Wu Yi had felt great pain from the two blows delivered by the woman.

After such great pleasure, the pain was a bitter reminder of his reality.

The first now to his Spirit had shattered it immediately and his spirit qi had dissipated and all his cultivation along with it. The pain had moved through his body like a hurricane. Before he could process this pain, the woman had delivered another blow to the heart.

She had sent her qi I to his body.

The qi was wild and filled with rage.

Instead of this qi reach of his heart, it had somehow disappeared.

Wu Yi did not understand the reason for this but he knew what to do next.

Since he was not leaving the room alive, it was best to play dead.

He had endured the pain from the shattering of his Spirit without making a single move.

He lay in the bed completed still and waited patiently.

He felt his body being moved and everything that followed.

As his body fell into the canyon, Wu Yi opened his eyes and when he saw the darkness, he discovered exactly where he was. The Thousand Flowers Cliff was known by everyone on the continent. There are too many myths and legends associated with this place. These stories had spread through the mortal world and even Wu Yo who had been raised with little to no freedom had heard of this place.

As he fell, he was hit by the sweet smell of the flowers.

This was further confirmation of his location.

He could not stop himself from cursing his shitty luck.

He closed his eyes as the darkness swallowed him whole.

Inside the darkness, he felt nothing special. His body continued falling at great speed. The only difference was that he could no longer see his surroundings.

There was neither warmth nor coldness.

He could not feel his skin and even his breath slowed down.

He realized that there was little oxygen in this darkness.

As he fell further into the canyon, the oxygen concentration in the place continued to reduce rapidly.

He soon began having trouble breathing.

He clasped his throat as he struggled as though being suffocated.

He soon reached a depth where all air disappeared.

At this depth, Wu Yi realized why most people were never heard from again after entering this place.

For any human, breathing was essential.

Even martial artists were still human.

The only people who could perhaps survive in this place would have to be the immortals of legend. Wu Yi lost consciousness as he cursed out loud for the last time. This used up the last breath he had in him but she simply wanted to curve the heavens.

He felt that his life had been a try tragedy.

Brief moments of happiness were followed by great pain and suffering.

The only thing he had learned in this life was that Happiness was momentary and Pain was forever.