Unparalleled Double Harmony

Chapter 593 The Mystery of the Heavenly Silkworm (Part 2)

The cliffs of Tianshan are towering, thousands of feet high, and fraught with peril.

A dragon hangs over the snowy mountains, sculpted over a century, vanishing in an instant.

At that moment, a massive snow layer stretching for miles collapsed from the mountain peak to the north of the two, instantly transforming into a vast snow wave several meters high, rolling down like a tidal wave.

The scene was truly like a silver dragon soaring, or the heavens collapsing.

Today, let alone Murong Shu, even if it were a top-tier expert, he would still be just a tiny mortal in the face of the immense power of nature.

However, Murong Shu was by no means the kind of person who would sit idly by and wait for his doom.

Faced with this dramatic change that was enough to terrify anyone into being unable to react, he did not stand still and wait to die like the bandit beside him. Instead, he immediately glanced at the surrounding terrain and then ran towards a cliff.

At times like this, people naturally wouldn't consider things like "saving some energy"...

Under the influence of adrenaline, Murong Shu's physical functions exploded, and with his unreserved use of internal energy to unleash his lightness skill, he immediately ran at the fastest speed he had ever achieved in his life.

Even so, "Snow Wave" still closed in on him within seconds.

Seeing that he was about to be swallowed by the snow, Murong Shu finally gave up thinking, and even abandoned his fear. In the final moment, with the most extreme movements and the most perfect exertion, he leaped towards the cliff in front of him...

This cliff is at least seven or eight zhang away from the other side of the mountain. Even on flat ground, without any pressure, Murong Shu might not be confident in jumping such a distance. But now, at this critical moment of death, even if there is a bottomless abyss below, Murong Shu has no choice: if he doesn't jump, he will die; if he jumps, there is a chance of survival out of nine deaths.

click -

A moment later, the impact on his chest and the feeling of his hands gripping the mountain wall made Murong Shu breathe a sigh of relief, because it meant that he had jumped far enough and successfully reached the mountain on the other side of the cliff.

However, immediately afterward, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, followed by a pain and a dull ache in his back...

The next second, he lost consciousness.

…………

When Murong Shu woke up, he found himself lying on a very narrow mountain edge. If he moved even a little bit to the side, he might fall off.

But he was clearly lucky; his body did not roll while he lost consciousness.

He stood up and checked his injuries. Perhaps because of the thick clothes he was wearing and the cushioning effect of the snow, he was not seriously injured.

Of course, we must mention here that for these martial arts practitioners, "serious injury" must at least be a relatively serious fracture (they do not consider fractures of fingers and toes to be serious), or an open wound with a high probability of death due to infection, or internal injuries to internal organs and meridians that take at least several months to heal or are even irreversible... Another situation is that some non-regenerative parts of the body have been cut off (such as eyes, ears, and limbs).

Apart from these, if you ask about other injuries, they will all say it's "a superficial injury, nothing serious".

So at this moment, although Murong Shu's physical condition felt like he had been repeatedly rolled down a mountain in a wooden box, he didn't think it mattered...

After checking his injuries, Murong Shu looked at the sky and saw that the sun had not yet set, so he knew that he had not been unconscious for too long.

Well... that's not entirely unexpected, because in this icy and snowy environment, if he were unconscious for even a little longer, he might never wake up again.

He then observed the surrounding terrain and environment again and roughly deduced that he had been hit by the residual force of the snow wave that rushed out of the cliff, and had slid down the mountainside for a while before landing here.

He was incredibly lucky. The subsequent avalanche didn't rush as far as the initial one; instead, it cascaded down the cliff like a waterfall. And where he fell, there was a narrow mountain ridge just a short distance below that was wide enough for one person to pass through... If any of these conditions had changed, he would probably have been smashed to pieces.

Having survived the ordeal, Murong Shu had no time to feel lingering fear. After regaining his composure, he carefully stepped along the mountain edge and began to move forward, intending to find a relatively safe place to sit down and catch his breath.

He continued walking for a while, and after turning several bends in the rugged path and climbing up a mountain shoulder, he arrived at a very secluded and rather narrow valley.

Then, something happened that surprised and amazed him.

The ring he had tied with a rope, hung around his neck, and tightly wrapped inside his clothes—the Silkworm Seeking Ring—began to vibrate slightly.

Upon noticing this phenomenon, Murong Shu quickly took out the Silkworm-Seeking Ring, held it in his palm, and examined it carefully. He confirmed that it was true; although very slight, the ring was indeed vibrating rhythmically in waves.

He understood that this was very likely a signal that he was getting close to the "Hidden Merit Cave".

So he put the ring on his right thumb and continued forward. He soon discovered that the more he walked into the valley ahead, the more obvious and frequent the vibration of the Seeking Silkworm Ring became.

Thus, Murong Shu became even more convinced that she had made the right choice.

His excitement grew, and guided by the Silkworm-Seeking Ring, he began to explore the valley at high speed.

A moment later, after winding through many narrow passages that he couldn't distinguish or remember, a cave indeed appeared before him.

Upon seeing this, Murong Shu realized that it was the "Hidden Cave on the Heavenly Mountain".

Overjoyed, he immediately took out the tinderbox he had on him and used his martial arts skills to chop wood with his bare hands from a nearby dead tree, quickly making a simple torch and holding it up in the cave.

Of course, despite his excitement, he didn't lose his basic vigilance, because he couldn't be sure what might be in the cave...

Encountering hibernating wild animals is relatively easy to deal with, but what if there are traps? Or... what if there are people inside? That would make the situation much more dangerous and complicated.

The cave was very narrow at first, barely wide enough for someone to turn sideways. Murong Shu had no choice but to grit his teeth and slowly move forward.

This part is what makes him most uneasy, because if some killing mechanism is suddenly triggered here, he won't have any room to hide even if he wants to.

Fortunately, after walking another twenty or so steps, the space in front of him suddenly opened up, and a strange fragrance wafted over.

This fragrance was unfamiliar to Murong Shu, but if there were a silkworm farmer here, he would be able to smell it. It was a "scent of insects" that only silkworms emit, and its components were roughly a mixture of chitin from the insect's exoskeleton and silk protein secreted by the silkworm.

Generally speaking, the "insect scent" should be very faint, far less noticeable than the scent of mulberry leaves and silkworm excrement (which has little fresh scent, but becomes more sour and rotten if not cleaned for a period of time).

Therefore, the insect scent that Murong Shu could clearly smell was obviously abnormal...

Accompanying this exotic fragrance was the scene that appeared before Murong Shu's eyes at this moment—when he arrived at a wide open space, he raised his torch and looked around, and saw that everything above him, below him, and in all directions was a thick white expanse.

In this cave high in the Tianshan Mountains, most people would probably think that what they see around them is frozen ice and snow at first glance, and Murong Shu was no exception.

But upon closer inspection, he sensed something was amiss…

So he reached out and touched it again, only to find his hand covered in... silkworm silk.

(End of this chapter)