Chapter Fourteen Leaving Home

  The next morning, Ling Feng got up early and looked out of the window. The sky was just beginning to brighten.

  Last night, he couldn't sleep all night, tossing and turning on the bed, with a hundred thoughts in his mind. When he thought of his parents' reluctant expressions when they learned that he was leaving the tribe today to head to the Blackstone City Witch Temple, Ling Feng felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

  He had never thought of leaving his parents and sister behind, going alone to live in an unfamiliar environment!

  Walking out of the room, I came to the hall inside the house. At a glance, on the wooden table was placed a plate of my favorite bamboo skewer roasted meat, and there was still steam rising from the meat, obviously it had just been cooked not long ago.

  A sour feeling in his heart, Ling Feng walked out of the house and gazed towards the stove.

  Two familiar figures leaning against each other, it turned out to be his own parents!

  Her shoulders moved slightly, and although her sobbing was faint, it clearly entered Ling Feng's ears. Her father stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, occasionally using his hands to gently pat her back, softly comforting her.

  This scene made Ling Feng feel heartbroken and unbearable, he quietly retreated back, standing in the middle of the hall, two streams of hot tears flowing down uncontrollably.

  After a while, he wiped away the tears on his face with his hand, stood still, took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on his small face. He shouted loudly towards the outside of the house: "Mother, today's breakfast is really rich!"

  As his voice fell, a low murmur came from outside, followed by the sound of Bai Xiuxiu's cheerful voice: "Feng Er, you got up so early today, why don't you sleep for a while longer?"

  Then, Bai Xiu walked in from outside the house with a wooden tray, smiling brightly. She looked very happy, except for some redness around her eyes, without any signs of sadness or tears.

  Ling Feng looked at his mother, a smile filled his small face, but in his heart he was silently crying.

  "My mother doesn't want me to see her sad and crying, I also can't let the old lady worry..." Ling Feng thought silently.

  It is often said that raising a child for 100 years brings worries for 99 years.

  I ask you, is there any mother in this world who wouldn't feel sad and heartbroken when separating from her own child?

  "Feng, your mother got up early and made you your favorite bamboo skewers and millet porridge. Hurry up and eat while it's hot, or the flavor won't be good!" Ling Tu also walked in with a smile on his face, his eyes filled with kindness as he looked at Ling Feng.

  "Great!" Ling Feng took the ceramic bowl filled with millet porridge from Bai Xiu's hand, stuck out his tongue and made a greedy face, then started eating in big mouthfuls.

  Ling Tu and his wife sat beside him, gazing at his wolfish eating appearance, both revealing a relieved smile.

  "Full!" Ling Feng ate a few mouthfuls, finishing all the breakfast on the table. He patted his belly and smiled at Bai Xiu: "Mother, your cooking is unparalleled! I can eat it a hundred times without getting tired of it!"

  "It's fine as long as the wind likes it!" Bai Xiu smiled and gently stroked Ling Feng's little head, saying softly: "In the future when mother is not by your side, you must take good care of yourself. The outside world is full of evil people, unlike in our tribe, where you need to be more careful when encountering things. Don't be reckless or easily offend others!"

  "Mother, don't worry, with my intelligence and talent, no matter where I go, I won't be taken advantage of!" Ling Feng said with a smile.

  "A Xiu, don't worry, your own son is not someone who can be easily deceived. He's got a lot of tricks up his sleeve and thinks quickly, he won't let himself get taken advantage of that easily!" Ling Tu said with a smile from the side, "Besides, the master in charge of the Black Stone Castle Witch Temple affairs is our Sheng Man tribe's person, after Feng Er goes there, not to mention anything else, just looking at it from the perspective of being from the same tribe, he will definitely take care of Feng Er!"

  "I'm relieved then!" Bai Xiu nodded and smiled.

  The three of them chatted for a while, roughly half an hour passed, Chu Yunxiang and his wife from the left neighbor walked in from outside, and Chu Hei followed behind his parents.

  "It's almost time, we should go!" Chu Yunxiang called out as he entered the house. Although the appointed time with Meng Meng and the others had not yet arrived, however, they definitely had to arrive early, if they made the other party wait, it would be somewhat impolite.

  Ling Feng stood up, walked to Chu Hei's side, and then looked at his parents with a smile: "Dad, mom, I'm leaving now. My sister is still asleep, so you two elders can just stay home and don't need to see me off!"

  "You little scamp, you're leaving and who knows when you'll be able to come back home. Your mother and father will naturally see you off!" Bai Xiu scolded with a hint of anger, her eyes reddening as she spoke.

  "A Xiu, after the children settle down, I'll go to Wu Dian with you every year to visit them!" Bai Ping comforted her sister, noticing that she was feeling unwell.

  "Old lady is right!" Ling Feng suppressed the sourness in his heart, pretending to be smiling and joking, said to Bai Xiu: "Wait until I make a name for myself in Blackstone City, then I'll send someone to pick you up, along with Father and little sister, and we can all enjoy good fortune together!"

  "Good boy!" Bai Xiu couldn't hold back anymore, her eyes welling up with tears as she walked forward and hugged Ling Feng into her arms.

  "Alright, it's almost time!" Ling Tu knew that the mother and son had a very deep affection for each other, but there was no way around it. For the sake of his son's future, a temporary separation was inevitable.

  "A Xiu, Yun'er hasn't woken up yet, you'd better stay at home, I'll just send Feng'er!" Ling Tu said.

  "Sister and brother-in-law will accompany General Meng to escort the children to the Black Stone City Witch Temple, so you can rest assured, Ah Xiu!" Bai Ping said with a smile.

  They all said so, and Bai Xiu didn't insist anymore. She loosened her arms around her beloved son, whispered a few more words, and then waved goodbye to let him leave.

  "Mother, I'm leaving. Take care of yourself..." In his heart, Ling Feng silently prayed and forcibly suppressed the sorrow in his heart, turning around to walk out of the house.

  Leaving the home where he had lived for eight years, Ling Feng felt deeply moved. He walked down the slope without looking back, because he knew that his mother was standing at the doorstep, tears streaming down her face as she saw him off. He didn't want his mother to see him cry...

  In the center of the camp, on the empty ground in front of the stone temple, almost all the tribesmen had gathered at this moment, and they were all here to see off the children.

  When Ling Feng and his group arrived, the other two children had already arrived early under the leadership of their elders. They stood for a while, and then Gui Meng followed by two Soul Clan masters also came onto the scene.

  At a glance, Meng saw that the four children were all present, and without saying much, he whispered a few words to Master Sapati beside him. Immediately, the latter took out a silver-glinting object from his bosom.

  Ling Feng was not far from Sa Pu's side, he looked carefully and found that the silver-glowing thing in his hand was a three-inch-long silver chariot.

  "This is a flying witchcraft refined by the Soul Clan, called Liú Yún Chē (Flowing Clouds Car), which can carry people to fly and escape extremely quickly!" Knowing that her nephew was very curious, Bai Ping smiled and explained beside him.

  "Manned flight?" Ling Feng's curiosity was piqued, he really couldn't understand how this three-inch-long "Flowing Cloud Car" could carry people in flight. So, his eyes stared unblinkingly at Master Sa Pei, looking to see what kind of trickery the man had up his sleeve.

  After taking out the 'Flowing Cloud Car', Sa Pu muttered to himself, and immediately threw his hand out. The three-inch-long silver carriage suddenly expanded in mid-air, transforming into a giant carriage over ten feet long with flashing silver light.

  Such a magical artifact, Ling Feng had never seen it before, and his heart was filled with wonder.

  "Everyone go up!" With a loud shout, he waved his big hand and jumped onto the cart first.

  Then, two Soul Masters also jumped onto the carriage. Seeing this, Bai Shanshui and Chu Yunxiao quickly grabbed their children tightly and flew up as well.

  Ling Feng only felt a tightness in his waist, the wind rushing past his ears, and then he was already being brought to the carriage by Bai Ping. A glance around showed that several of his companions had also boarded.

  At this moment, a sea of voices came from below, and Ling Feng looked down to see the people of his tribe waving goodbye to them. Among them, his father was also standing in the crowd, with a smile on his face and his eyes looking at him.

  "Dad, I'm leaving, you take good care of yourself, mom and little sister..." Before Ling Feng could finish speaking, he felt a sudden dip beneath him, followed by a 'whoosh' sound in his ears as the 'Flowing Cloud Carriage' sped away. The benevolent figure of his father grew smaller and smaller in his eyes until it slowly disappeared from view...