Ye Yunzhou watched the sparse rain showering the night with both hands propping up his chin.
He was surprisingly mature for a twelve-year-old boy. Even though his face still had a youthful innocence, his forehead showed signs of a seasoned maturity.
The boy was born in a very small village consisting of only several dozen families. His ancestors have all been good-natured farmers in this village.
He was lost in thoughts while gazing at the cold rain that helps him forget about the past. Upon his birth was also the death of his mother while his father succumbed to the toil of life when he was eight.
Fortunately, he had three decent farm plots on top of the occasional assistance from his neighbors. This allowed him to barely have clothes and a full stomach.
This was the age of dreams and fantasy. Despite making just enough to eat, he still had his own dreams during this rain watch.
He dreamed of the day when he could become an immortal, freed from sadness and worries, dressed with golden robes and satiated with wondrous meals, a life of freedom while soaring through the heaven and earth.
He has heard the adults talk about immortals before. One hundred miles away from the village was a divine mountain with a sect called Southern Creek. Within were immortals capable of doing all the things he yearned about.
His eyes lit up whenever he thought about them with an unquenchable ambition for cultivation. This was because two days ago, an amazing immortal came to Wu Qi’s house. He rode the clouds and trod on the winds then descended from the sky. After his visit, he took Wu Qi in as a disciple.
This immortal was called the Purepine Ancient Saint, a big character from a faraway immortal sect.
Wu Qi grew up together with Ye Yunzhou. They were extremely close so Yunzhou was very happy for Wu Qi.
A chilling breeze blew by causing Yunzhou to shudder. He calmed down and looked up to see that the roof of his house was leaking water. He had to slightly shift to the side.
When his father was still around, his house had two rooms and one hallway but one room has collapsed now, leaving behind his own leaky room.
His belly rumbled. It was another night of hunger as the boy reached into his dried food pouch. There was not much left so he had to swallow his saliva and endure this hunger to save it. When the rain ended, he could go find other food.
“Boom!” Suddenly, a dark shadow rushed in through the window. It was a dark crow that decided to land on the string by his bed.
The crow shook its body causing water to spray everywhere. Yunzhou had to dodge and couldn’t do anything about the little bird.
It has been staying at his place for several days now with no fear of strangers. It nonchalantly treated this place as its home.
After coming inside, the crow didn’t bother looking at Yunzhou at all. It lowered its head into its feathers and seemed to be sleepi
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