1 Birth

The sun rising from the east signals The begining of a new day for the residents of White Rose village.

The farmers woke up early for their field work, the few scholars of the village went to the temple to read books, and the only cultivator in the village is also waking up from his meditation.

In a wodden house near the edge of the village

As the sunlight passed through the window along with the morning breeze, it fell on an old and wrinkled face.

As the light touched the old man's face, his white beard trembled as he slowly opened his eyes, in contrast to his old face he had a pair of bright and clear black eyes.

"I have advanced abit!" said the old man as a joyful gleam appeared in his eyes, together with the sunlight on his face he seemed to be very happy!

Ofcourse the advancment the old man is talking about is an advancement in his cultivation, as cultivators grow older it gets harder for them to advance, and looking at the old man's age it is indeed surprising for him to advance even abit.

"This deserves a celebration! I am definetly going to make that old granny prepare lots of meat soup today!!" Getting up the old man started walking toward the door in a joyful mood.

suddenly, just as he was about to reach the door ...

The old man's leg paused in mid-air

The softly fluttering window curtain seemed to freeze in its place

The few falling leaves outside stopped falling

And the farmer raising his axe stopped in his motion

For the priefest of seconds everything seemed to stop in its place!

Yet a second later the old man's leg came down moving him a step forward, the morning breeze continued playing with the curtains, the falling leaves started swaying down again, and the farmer's axe came down to pick a hole in the ground ...

"ughh"

Grunted the old man as he stopped in his tracks, holding his stomach, his face went green as he felt the urge to vomit. feeling abit dizzy the old man went back to his meditation mat and sat down cross-legged.

After calming down, a frown appeared on the old and wrinkled face as he started contemplating the cause of what he felt a momment ago.

"...was it the chicken wings that I ate yesterday?! NO! that's not possible! normal food can't cause that kind of reaction at my stage ... unless an alchemist had a hand in making it...but thats not likely"

As the old man kept contemplating, his frown deepend, this didn't seem likely to be the cause. if it were a normal person this might have been a possiblity, but the old man is a cultivator, cultivators have stronger bodies, stronger minds and even a longer lifespan.

"Could it be because of yesterday's cultivation?!!"

Suddenly thinking of this possibilty the old man's face paled.

Even though it was only a small advancement that he experienced and not a breakthrough, it would still be dangerous if something happened at that time of which he was not aware of.

Yet even after inspecting himself a few times the old man didn't find anything wrong with himself, which made him sigh in relief.

After contemplating for abit more, with no results, the old man gave up and went back to his meditation. He no longer felt like eating old granny's meat soup.

Everything seemed normal, the villagers felt nothing out of sort and went on with their works, even the only cultivator in the village with his strong senses only felt abit dizzy and wanting to throw up, a feeling which disappeared very quickly.

It was as if nothing happened in this small and remote village...

Yet today something did happen! A new member has joined White Rose village!

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In one of the houses of White Rose village

"Waaa...Waaaah!!" The sound of a baby crying could be heard along with the cheerful cry of a couple.

"Look Xiuying!! HAHAHA he got his father's looks! HAHAHA..." Exlaimed a middle aged man proudly as he held an infant in his hands, checking him up and down.

"Be careful Yijun! don't drop him down!" The weak voice of a woman sounded as she admonished her husband, even though she said that, she knew how much nervous and careful her husband was being.

"Hand him over to me..." Said the woman as she reached out for the baby, after taking the baby into her embrace, emotions seemed to flood her, as she lowered her head and kissed the baby's little tiny nose.

"What should we call him..." holding his wife's hand, asked the middle-aged man as he looked at his wife and child with warmth.

"Hao" replied the woman without any hesitation, as if she had already made up her mind even before the baby was born.

"Hao'er...I like it" Said the middle-aged man as a bright smile appeared on his face.

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