The past four months had been anything but easy for him. He had spent the better part of his life resenting his mother because of how she treated him and also how indifferent she had been to him since he was born. He wasn't sure if she even breast fed him, at least he never had any recollection of it even with the sharp memory afforded by his cultivation realm.
Where he lived, was a mountain. Its environment was peaceful and beautiful with verdant grass fields, a medium scaled forest nearby, and a winding river around it, and the spiritual qi in the area was pretty decent. He didn't know what grade it was, but from what his mother had told him, it was sufficient to support his cultivation even within the palace realm.