Start cultivating immortality in Xiaoao world, bumped into the master's wife at the start! - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Transmigrated to Xiaoao, Saved the Master’s Wife!

Two moons in the sky, destiny boundless.

Watch tonight as time and space intersect.

Rear mountain of Mount Hua.

Amidst a forest of chaotic stones, a clear spiritual spring glistened under the moonlight, releasing a hazy white mist. It seemed to be a hot spring.

[Hot spring is important—circle it all!]

“Crack!!!”

Suddenly, a clap of thunder exploded.

A thick, crimson lightning bolt, like a mighty dragon, struck down from the heavens.

It struck a young man lying beside the spring—handsome, with a refined and heroic appearance.

“Huff!”

In the next moment, the man jolted upright as if awakened from a nightmare.

Linghu Chong looked around in utter confusion. In his deep eyes flickered fear, his pupils trembling violently.

“What the hell is going on?” Linghu Chong muttered in bewilderment.

As he was about to get up and assess the situation, a sudden, stabbing pain erupted in his head.

“Ahhh!!!”

Clutching his skull, he let out a pained scream. A massive flood of memories surged into his mind like a tidal wave.

The Shennongjia* primeval forest… immortals… caves… fighter jets and artillery…

[*A real mountain range in Hubei, China, known for its biodiversity, legends of wild men, and mystery. Often used in fiction as a location for mystical or ancient events.]

This overwhelming influx of memories felt like it was going to burst his head apart—his skull throbbed with agony.

Veins bulged on his forehead, cold sweat poured down, and his eyes were filled with terrifying red veins.

The next moment—Linghu Chong couldn’t hold on any longer and passed out.

…

Who knew how much time had passed before Linghu Chong regained consciousness.

This time, however—His eyes no longer held confusion, but instead were filled with shock and disbelief.

He had transmigrated.

Transmigrated into a martial arts world—the Xiaoao World.

And he had become Linghu Chong, the eldest disciple of the Huashan Sect.

This was way too freaking absurd.

He had transmigrated while still a fetus, only now awakening the memories of his previous life.

He used to be a modern young man on Blue Star in the 21st century—an orphan.

Just like in this life, he was abandoned and later adopted by the Huashan Sect.

Coincidentally, his name was the same in both lives. Was this fate at work?

In his previous life, he had been picked up by the orphanage director as a child.

That director was obsessed with martial arts…

So—

Ridiculously enough—

He was given the name Linghu Chong.

Quite a name.

In his last memory of his previous life, he remembered venturing alone into the ancient and mysterious Shennongjia.

He had been wandering through some ancient cave ruins.

But how had he suddenly ended up here?

Yes, that’s right—he had ventured alone into the dangerous, mysterious depths of Shennongjia.

The wildest thing was—he’d survived two weeks in there without dying.

As for why he went into Shennongjia—don’t ask. Just know he was an archaeologist doing archaeological work.

“Hmm?”

Linghu Chong suddenly furrowed his brow. He noticed two unfamiliar objects in his mind:

A mysterious stone and a glowing orb radiating multicolored light.

“What is this…?”

Then it hit him.

These were the two objects on the stone table in the cave ruins.

Back then, he had endured countless hardships and wounds to locate that ancient and mysterious cave.

Driven by curiosity, he stepped inside to explore.

Inside, he had been struck speechless by the mystical sights.

It felt like the ancient cultivation cave of an immortal.

The cave walls were covered in strange patterns—Some swirled like mist, as though marking the fleeting traces of immortals.

Others showed galloping mythical beasts, carved into stone like guardians of the cave.

As he reached the heart of the cave, he found an ancient stone table. Hovering above it—

A mysterious stone and a glowing orb of multicolored light.

When he reached out to touch them, blood from his wounds mysteriously floated toward the objects.

Immediately, the stone and orb entangled, spinning around each other like celestial bodies in orbit.

Their speed increased rapidly—until they formed a massive vortex like a black hole that swallowed him whole.

When he woke again, he was here.

For some unknown reason, he had temporarily lost the memories of his past life and grew up in this world as Linghu Chong.

He never imagined those two objects had crossed over with him.

No—It was probably those very objects that had brought him across worlds.

His memory loss might’ve been their doing too.

Now that he pieced it together, Linghu Chong was speechless.

What the hell is this situation?

Forget it. Since I am here, I might as well accept it.

But what were that stone and glowing orb, really?

Just as he was about to examine them—A sensual voice, both maddening and dripping with heat, echoed through the valley.

“Mmm…”

Linghu Chong turned his head—

On the nearby grass lay a graceful, alluring woman.

Her fair skin glowed under the moonlight with a sacred sheen.

Despite her elaborate palace gown, it couldn’t hide her voluptuous, curvaceous, and impeccably sculpted figure.

“Master’s Wife… Master’s Wife, are you all right?”

Upon seeing her face, Linghu Chong shouted anxiously.

The elegant, mature beauty lying on the ground was none other than his Master’s Wife—Ning Zhongze.

“So hot…” she moaned weakly, her voice laced with pain.

“What’s going on?” Linghu Chong frowned.

Something wasn’t right. Ning Zhongze’s flawless cheeks were flushed red, her expression sultry and tempting.

At that moment, Linghu Chong felt an unusual heat rising in his body.

A nameless flame ignited in his dantian*, and his body started to burn with fever.

[*A central concept in Chinese martial arts and Taoist cultivation, referring to an energy center within the body, often associated with qi (life force).]

“What the hell is this?” Linghu Chong was alarmed. Then a realization struck him—

“Could it be… the powder those people threw at us earlier?”

He quickly recalled the events leading up to this.

He and Master’s Wife Ning Zhongze had gone down the mountain for a task—

But their plans had been exposed and they were ambushed.

They fought desperately to break through the encirclement but were gravely wounded.

Ning Zhongze suspected there was a traitor in the sect who had leaked the news.

Knowing that the main road back to Mount Hua was likely blocked, they decided to return via the perilous back mountain route.

But after the fierce battle, both were exhausted and severely injured.

When they reached this midpoint of Mount Hua, they collapsed and lost consciousness.

“I’m so hot…”

As Linghu Chong was lost in thought—

Ning Zhongze had unknowingly crawled onto him.

Her breath was hot against his face.

Seeing her stunning face so close, Linghu Chong panicked.

The flame in his dantian surged, burning hotter than ever.

“Ning Zhongze, get a hold of yourself!”

Linghu Chong clenched his jaw tightly, trying to suppress the drug-induced arousal.

He shook her curvaceous body, trying to wake her up.

But it was no use—Ning Zhongze had already lost her senses.

“So hot…” she murmured again.

Linghu Chong’s brows were deeply furrowed, his expression twisted in pain.

He was barely keeping his sanity under the drug’s effects.

If this continued, he might completely lose control.

And Ning Zhongze, with her mature, feminine charm, was testing him to his very limits.

This is far too deadly. Far too difficult.

What kind of man could withstand this test?

“Roar!!!”

Linghu Chong could resist no more.

His mind ravaged by the drug, reason obliterated.

He let out a beast-like roar—

And turned over, pressing Ning Zhongze beneath him…