He fell off a cliff but unexpectedly gained a cultivation inheritance.

The light from the spirit stones on the cave ceiling shone on Zhang Bufan's tall figure, casting a long shadow that illuminated his hopeful path of cultivation. At that moment, he was filled with anticipation for his upcoming cultivation plans, completely unaware that his accidental fall from the cliff had already stirred up a huge storm in the outside world.

Let's rewind to the moment Zhang Bufan fell from the Skywalk. The instant he lost his balance and the safety rope slipped, several tourists not far behind him screamed in terror. Some covered their eyes in fright, while others instinctively raised their phones, intending to capture the perilous scenery of the Skywalk, but inadvertently recording the entire process of Zhang Bufan's fall.

In the video, Zhang Bufan's body plummets into a bottomless canyon like a kite with a broken string, passing through the swirling clouds and mist before being swallowed up by the thick fog and disappearing completely. The tourist filming the video was shaking violently, yet the crucial scene of "a person falling off a cliff and disappearing into the clouds" was still clearly captured.

"Quick! Call the police! Someone has fallen!" The first tourist to react roared, pulling out his phone. His fingers were stiff with tension, and it took him several tries to dial the emergency number. The moment the call connected, he shouted rapidly, "Hello! Officers! Someone has fallen off the Huashan Plank Road! The situation is critical, please come quickly!"

Scenic area staff quickly arrived at the scene, comforting the frightened tourists while assisting the person who reported the incident in verifying the location and circumstances. Ten minutes later, police cars and ambulances arrived at the entrance of Huashan Scenic Area. However, the Changkong Plank Road is located on a cliff, with an undeveloped, pristine valley below, overgrown with shrubs and weeds, making it impossible for vehicles to pass. The rescue vehicles could only stop at the scenic area entrance and could not approach the incident site.

"We must hike into the mountains to search and rescue!" The police officer in charge made a decisive decision and immediately contacted the fire department for assistance. Firefighters arrived quickly with professional rock climbing and obstacle-breaking equipment, forming a search and rescue team of more than 30 people with the police, paramedics, and scenic area staff. They made their way along the steep mountain path towards the valley directly below where Zhang Bufan fell off the cliff.

There were no proper paths in the valley; it was overgrown with waist-high weeds and thorny bushes, along with winding vines and loose pebbles. The rescue team, armed with machetes and entrenching tools, trudged through the jungle, their clothes quickly torn by branches, leaving bloody scratches on their skin. Mountain mosquitoes relentlessly bit them, and the slippery, difficult path made every meter of progress incredibly challenging.

After more than three hours of arduous searching, the rescue team finally reached the valley directly below where Zhang Bufan had fallen. By this time, it was getting dark, and the police officer in charge immediately ordered: "Everyone disperse! Conduct a thorough search, centering on the area directly below the cliff! Pay close attention to any tracks on the ground and any suspicious items!"

The team members immediately scattered and carefully searched the valley. Just two minutes later, an excited shout rang out: "We've found something here! A backpack is hanging from the top of a tree!" Everyone rushed over and saw a dark blue backpack hanging from the top of a tall pine tree—the very one Zhang Bufan had carried during his climb. During the fall, the backpack had been snagged by branches on the cliff face and ended up hanging there.

Firefighters immediately used climbing equipment to scale the tree trunk and carefully retrieved the backpack, handing it to the police officer in charge. The officer opened the backpack and found it contained a wallet, mobile phone, change of clothes, and other items. From the ID card and bank cards in the wallet, they confirmed the identity of the person who fell—Zhang Bufan, 38 years old, from Pengcheng City.

"He must have fallen from here. Finding the backpack means we're in the right place!" the police officer in charge said in a deep voice. "Continue to expand the search area and find him!" The search and rescue team used the pine tree where the backpack was located as the center and launched a more detailed search in all directions. They pushed aside the dense weeds, checked every crevice in the rocks, and even searched the streams and pools in the valley. However, after searching for a full hour and almost searching the entire valley, they still couldn't find any trace of Zhang Bufan.

By now, it was completely dark, a cool breeze swept through the mountains, and the temperature plummeted. But everyone knew that now that someone had confirmed falling off the cliff and their belongings had been found, no matter how dark the night or how harsh the conditions, they absolutely could not stop halfway. "Calling for backup! Requesting additional personnel and lighting equipment; we need to continue the search and rescue operation through the night!" The police officer in charge immediately reported the situation to his superiors, while simultaneously arranging for emergency medical personnel to stand by at the rear of the team, ready to respond to any emergencies.

In the dead of night, hundreds of firefighters, police officers, and景区 staff arrived in the valley with headlamps, searchlights, and other lighting equipment. The lights crisscrossed the dark valley, creating a vast network of illumination that lit every inch of the land. The search and rescue team split into several groups, taking turns searching. They not only repeatedly searched the initial valley but also expanded the search area, checking several nearby valleys and surrounding mountains. However, the results remained disappointing—there was no trace of Zhang Bufan. Neither alive nor dead.

The fall from the cliff became increasingly bizarre. Logically, falling from a 700-meter cliff, even if cushioned by tree branches, should result in an unharmed fall, let alone disappearing into thin air. Yet, the search and rescue team conducted a thorough search all night, finding not a trace of blood or a single piece of clothing.

As dawn broke, the exhausted search and rescue team still hadn't found anything. To ensure nothing was missed, the fire and police departments brought in several professional drones equipped with high-definition cameras. Starting from the Skywalk, they conducted a comprehensive, all-encompassing aerial search of the cliffs and valleys below. The drones' lenses swept inch by inch across the steep cliffs, dense jungle, and deep pools, transmitting crystal-clear images, yet still finding no clues related to Zhang Bufan.

"Suspend the search and rescue!" The police officer in charge made the decision with a solemn expression, looking at the sun already high in the east. More than ten hours of intensive search and rescue had yielded no progress, and continuing would be futile.

He turned to his colleague and instructed, "Immediately contact Zhang Bufan's family using the identification information in the backpack and inform them of the situation. Also, secure the scene and we'll discuss the next steps in the search and rescue plan later." In the valley, the morning mist gradually rose, enveloping the entire valley in a hazy glow. The found backpack lay quietly on the ground, seemingly the sole witness to this bizarre disappearance. Meanwhile, Zhang Bufan was in a secret grotto-heaven beneath Mount Hua, completely unaware of the turmoil outside, still planning his future on his path of cultivation.