Volume 1: Heaven's Secret Pavilion, Stormy Weather Chapter 3: Rebirth, South Wastes!

  Asleep in darkness, ignorant and unaware, lost forever, with no knowledge of how much time has passed.

  Suddenly——

  Ling Feng, who was in a deep sleep, felt a force squeezing him from all sides, making his chest feel stuffy and extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to shout loudly, but found that he couldn't make any sound at all. With great effort, he forced open his eyes, only to find that everything around him was pitch black and eerily silent!

  "Heaven? Hell?" Ling Feng was perplexed about his current situation, but then he let go. Since he had come to this point, he would accept it. Anyway, he was already dead, so whether he went to heaven or hell made no difference to him!

  "There are many people who have died at my hands, although they were all destined to die. However, the King of Hell probably doesn't care about these things, and I, Ling Feng, am probably 80-90% on my way to the underworld right now!" Ling Feng self-mockingly smiled, relaxed his mood, and ignored the squeezing and squirming forces around him, closing his eyes to meditate.

  Killed 'Thirteen Wolves', wish fulfilled, Ling Feng's heart has no regrets, facing the future with equanimity!

  This oppressive crawling force probably lasted for more than half an hour. In Lingfeng's ears, he seemed to hear a woman's painful scream, and then other voices came over.

  "Come on... put some more effort into it!"

  "It's coming out, the baby is going to be born!"

  With a "whoosh", Ling Feng suddenly felt a strong force pulling himself to somewhere, and then, a bright light appeared before his eyes, making him feel dazzled after being in the dark for a long time, instinctively closing his eyes.

  In a humble wooden hut, a young woman lay pale on the bed, her whole body weak and tired, but her eyes were filled with joy as she gazed at the infant in the arms of an elderly woman beside her.

  The woman held the baby in her arms and also had a surprised smile on her face, shouting loudly towards the outside of the house: "Lingtu, Axu has given birth to a boy!"

  No sooner had he finished speaking than the door creaked open and a tall, powerful young man strode in, shouting: "Where's Ah Xiu?"

  "Don't worry, Ah Xiu is fine, both mother and child are safe!" The woman said with a smile.

  At this time, the young man 'Lingtu' took over the baby from the midwife, looked carefully, beamed with joy, walked to the bedside of a young woman named 'Axiu', bent down, and smiled excitedly: "Axiu, it's a boy! Haha, we finally have a son, I'm Lingtu is going to be a dad..."

  Ci'ai's loving gaze fell upon the infant's tender little face, and her husband's joyful laughter. Ah Xiu's heart was filled with delight. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and let out a soft "hmm" as her eyes turned towards the midwife standing beside her. She asked: "Third Aunt, I've heard from our clan's elderly that the louder a child cries at birth, the stronger their body will be when they grow up... why..." Her words trailed off, for until now, her child had not let out a single cry, which couldn't help but make Ah Xiu, a new mother, feel somewhat worried.

  "It's all right, it's all right, watch me!" The midwife named San Gu twisted her waist and walked forward, holding the baby in her arms. Then she freed one hand and started slapping the baby's pink buttocks.

  "Who is it that's spanking my old man's butt?"

  Ling Feng was adapting to his surroundings, wanting to open his eyes and see the face of the person next to him who kept chattering away, when he suddenly felt someone vigorously slapping his buttocks. Under the pain stimulus, he abruptly opened his eyes, staring at the midwife with a gaze full of anger, shouting: "Stop it! You damned hag, stop it right now! Ahh, you're killing me..."

  His loud cry, coming from the small mouth of an infant, transformed into a deafening "waaah" wail.

  "This little guy's cry is really loud, you see, his big round eyes staring at me without blinking, hehe..." The midwife put the baby on the bed with a smile all over her face.

  Ling Feng looked left and right at this time, his mind was all messed up.

  "I, I'm not dead, am I? How did I become a baby?"

  He clearly remembered that on the Surprising Cliff, after killing 'Poisonous Wolf' Ba Zhu, he pulled up 'Head Wolf' Cha Cai together and fell to the bottom of the cliff, perishing together.

  I didn't expect to regain consciousness again and found myself in my mother's womb, and before long, I was born.

  "This man, who is even more majestic and powerful than the 'Mad Wolf', is my father? He really looks like a legendary dragon! As Ling Tu stretched out his big hand to touch his small face, Ling Feng used all his might to turn his head towards his mother's direction. "Is this my mother? Why can't I understand what they're saying at all? Looking around the environment and their clothes... it's clear that this is no longer the world I originally lived in. Where exactly is this place?! And how did I end up here?"

  Filled with incomprehension and doubt, he was even more shocked. Even if Ling Feng had extraordinary mental quality, he could hardly accept it at this moment.

  After a while, Lingfeng felt a wave of fatigue, his eyelids drooping, and he wanted to sleep. In a daze, he seemed to hear his parents talking again in their own language that he couldn't understand.

  "Brother Tu, have you thought of your son's name?"

  "The name has been decided long ago, the son will be called 'Ling Feng', a free and easy wind, unbound and unrestricted, as vast as the sky and earth, let him roam freely!"

  "Wind, Windy, I like this name, so let's call it Windy!"

  "Haha......"

  At this time, Ling Feng had already closed his eyes and was snoring loudly.

  ……

  "Wind, be obedient and drink it down, then Daddy will take you out to play!"

  Ling Feng pinched his nose, brought his small mouth to the edge of the bowl in his mother Bai Xiu's hand, and with great effort swallowed a full bowl of red ***, then lay back in his mother's arms, panting heavily.

  Ling Feng has been in this world for a year, and scenes like this have been happening every day. In his previous life, he was an orphan who lacked parental love, but after rebirth, he received the love of his parents, a warm feeling that Ling Feng had never experienced before, and he felt very happy now!

  The only thing that annoyed him was that since the day he was born, his father Ling Tu would prepare a bowl of red medicine for him to drink every day. The first time he drank it, Ling Feng spat it out without hesitation, and the red medicine had a strong bloody smell mixed with bitter herbal flavors, making it hard to swallow!

  Although Ling Tu and his wife loved Ling Feng dearly, they were united in their stance on this matter. No matter how tightly Ling Feng closed his small mouth, the two of them would think of ways to pour the red contents into their son's mouth. Thus, Ling Feng knew he was powerless to resist and could only sigh and obey.

  Although the red stuff tasted extremely bad, after drinking it down, Ling Feng immediately felt warm and cozy all over, an indescribable comfort. He knew that this thing didn't taste great but was a highly nourishing substance, and his resistant emotions also decreased by quite a bit!

  Ling Feng after all has the wisdom of an adult, in just one year's time, he has basically grasped the language of this world. Although his pronunciation is still not very clear, and can only vaguely say some simple words, he can already clearly understand conversations between parents.

  As for the current environment, Ling Feng also roughly knew some from his parents!

  He now lives in a tribal camp inhabited by thousands of people, the tribe is established at the foot of Chushan Mountain, so it is also called Chushan Tribe, his parents including him are all members of the tribe.

  Above the tribe is the clan.

  The Chushan tribe belongs to the Shengman ethnic group, and people in the tribe can also be called Shengman people. However, the Shengman ethnic group is not the only one living in this region. From my parents' mouths, I learned that this region is called Nanhuang, with a vast territory, boundless and endless, where twelve different ethnic groups have been thriving and governing the Nanhuang region together.

  The Nanhuang Twelve Clans, with the Man Tribe ranked second, is a powerful tribe!

  As for how strong he was, when Ling Feng was first carried on his father Ling Tu's shoulders to the tribal martial arts arena to play, he had already experienced it.

  The Xiongnu tribe is brave and good at fighting, every person in the tribe is a born warrior!

  Ling Feng sat on his father's shoulders, his small eyes scanning the martial arts arena in all directions. What he saw left him utterly shocked, and he almost fell off his father's shoulders.

  Thousands of kilograms of heavy stone wheels were thrown into the air like a toy, and then lightly caught and thrown again, repeating this process, just like playing... Two adult men with bare arms and legs competed against each other, advancing and retreating, attacking and defending at an incredibly fast speed, making it impossible for Ling Feng to see their moves clearly. The only thing that could be seen was that everything in the area where the two were fighting was being destroyed, including a thousand-kilogram boulder that was pulverized by a single punch...

  What made Lingfeng even more incredulous was that the two people who were fighting to the end actually transformed into two huge wolves, just like the legendary werewolves in his past life memories. They bit and tore at each other, occasionally spewing out fireballs and ice pellets from their wolf mouths to attack each other, the battle scene was extremely intense!

  The onlookers seemed to be used to the sight, and Ling Tu was no exception. However, the Ling Feng on his shoulder was clearly unable to bear it, its small eyes wide open as it stared forward, where a giant wolf's mouth was spewing out balls of scorching hot fire, some of which seemed to be flying straight at him, causing it to close its eyes and let out a frantic cry:

  "Good heavens, what kind of world is this..."

  PS: The beginning needs to be brewed and constructed, only one chapter can be sent out every day. After a few days, when Qing Shan writes smoothly, no less than two chapters will be sent out every day. (Additional note: Seeking collection and recommendation, new book urgently needs support, Qing Shan thanks you!!

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