Chapter 83

Ji Yichuan looked at his son, deliberated for a moment, and then said, "I can only tell you that he is a disciple of Snow Dragon Mountain, and his grandfather is the master of one of the peaks of Snow Dragon Mountain, a Daoist of the Primordial Spirit level."

Ji Ning's expression changed.

A Daoist of the Primordial Spirit level?

"He himself is just a Purple Mansion cultivator, not worth fearing," Ji Yichuan shook his head and said. "But the Primordial Spirit Daoist behind him... is truly someone we cannot provoke! If we fight, the entire Ji clan will be wiped out. That's why your mother and I never mentioned it, and we never said a word to you. After we secretly returned to the Ji clan, we have always been very low-key. However, I don't think they even take your mother and me seriously."

Ji Yichuan looked at his son, "You are growing up now, and you have great talent. According to what Master Mu said, you have the potential to join the Yinglong Guard in the future. That's why I'm telling you all this. Otherwise... I had planned to never tell you."

"What's his name?" Ji Ning pressed.

"I will tell you when you become a Wanxiang True Person," Ji Yichuan said. "If I die, Uncle Bai will tell you. Uncle Bai risked his life to carry your mother to safety, and he has also saved your life. He is very clear about what happened back then."

Ji Ning asked urgently, "Can't you tell me now?"

"What good would it do to tell you?" Ji Yichuan shouted. "Would you go to seek revenge? That would be courting death! Be patient, endure for a few years, and you will become more composed."

"Remember!"

Ji Yichuan stared at Ji Ning, "Don't let hatred blind you. In this vast land, there is no day without killing and hatred. You are destined to leave Yan Mountain. The outside world is even more vast, with major sects, large tribes, and powerful cults, all of which are not easy to provoke. Snow Dragon Mountain is merely a whetstone on your path to immortality!"

Ji Ning nodded lightly.

"The hopes of the Ji clan and the Wei Chi clan are placed on you. Do you understand?" Ji Yichuan said, "If you can achieve fame in this vast land and make forces like Snow Dragon Mountain bow to you, that is what your mother and I most look forward to!"

"Yes," Ji Ning nodded solemnly.

"Make your mother and me proud!" Ji Yichuan looked at his son, "My son!"

...

The autumn wind blew, and the leaves fell.

Wei Chi Xue was sitting on a long bench in front of the house, with animal skins laid on the bench for warmth and softness. She was also covered with a layer of animal skin, and her face was even paler. She held her son's hand and turned to Ji Yichuan, who was standing beside her, and said, "Yichuan, bring out those animal skin clothes."

"Alright," Ji Yichuan entered the house and soon came out with a pile of animal skin clothes.

"What are these?" Ji Ning looked at the animal skin clothes.

Ji Yichuan said, "Your mother has been sewing these animal skin clothes when she has nothing to do. They are all made by her, stitch by stitch." Wei Chi Xue, sitting there, said softly, "Now it takes much longer, three months to make just twelve sets of clothes, all suitable for your current size. Your mother won't be able to accompany you in the future, so let these clothes keep you company."

Ji Ning's eyes immediately stung, and tears welled up uncontrollably.

"Don't cry," Wei Chi Xue gently stroked her son's face, "I know, I can't hold on much longer."

"Mother!" Ji Ning's voice trembled.

"I've had a lot of experiences in my life," Wei Chi Xue said slowly, "I was once a prominent figure in a large tribe as a child, then I fled with my father as a teenager, and later met your father and adventured with him. After that, I spent ten peaceful years with the Ji clan... In my life, I had a father who loved me, a sister and brother who loved me, a man who loved me, and you... my beloved son, I am really content."

Tears streamed down Ji Ning's face, and he couldn't control them. He could only hold his mother's hand, which was no longer smooth but rough, like a lifeless withered leaf.

Wei Chi Xue said slowly, "You have the blood of the Ji clan and the Wei Chi clan. Having you, my son, is my greatest pride."

"Mother..." Ji Ning looked at his mother.

"Ning'er, will you live in Winged Snake Lake in the future?" Wei Chi Xue looked at her son.

Ji Ning nodded.

As a cultivator, one needs a place to settle. West Mansion City is too bustling and crowded, while Winged Snake Lake is much quieter. Moreover, there is a Water Mansion in Winged Snake Lake... He would indeed often live in Winged Snake Lake in the future.

"After I die," Wei Chi Xue looked at Ji Yichuan, "cremate me and scatter my ashes in Winged Snake Lake. Yichuan, will you be jealous?"

Ji Yichuan's eyes were moist, and he forced a smile, "A little jealous, but when I die, my ashes will also be scattered in Winged Snake Lake, and then we will be together."

Wei Chi Xue smiled.

Ji Yichuan also gently hugged his wife.

"Ning'er," Wei Chi Xue's voice grew weaker, and she smiled, "I want to see the Wind Wing Escape Technique of our Wei Chi clan. Show it to me."

"Yes, Mother," Ji Ning stood up.

Behind him, a pair of magical wings appeared, and he endured the pain in his heart and performed the Wind Wing Escape Technique. Ji Ning seemed like a great roc bird, instantly soaring through the sky and landing on the roof at the far end of the courtyard. Then he flashed again, flying to another place, his wings fluttering, his figure ethereal.

At this moment, Ji Ning was doing his best to perform the Wind Wing Escape Technique, as it was his mother's last request.

"Wind!"

"Wind!"

Ji Ning performed the technique, and the wind seemed to touch his face like his mother's hand, a touch filled with longing.

Gradually...

Ji Ning's movements became more mysterious, almost like a real great roc bird, faster and more free and graceful. This was a great roc, flying high in the sky. Unconsciously, Ji Ning had integrated the true meaning of wind he had comprehended in one night into the Wind Wing Escape Technique, even mixing in a deep longing, as if the bird was yearning for the wind.

"Great roc bird," Wei Chi Xue's eyes brightened, and she murmured, "Great roc bird..."

She seemed to see her brother.

The tall man who had protected and cared for her since childhood, her brother, performing the Wind Wing Escape Technique, was so similar to Ji Ning.

"Brother," Wei Chi Xue seemed to return to the past.

It was a large courtyard, and her brother was practicing the Wind Wing Escape Technique. She ran and called out, "Brother, brother."

"Little sister," the tall man turned to look at her.

"Sister, father," she saw two other figures, the elegant middle-aged man with a beard and the cold and proud young girl, her father and sister.

"Brother, sister, father... I'm here."

The young her ran over, running to her brother, sister, and father, reuniting, finally reuniting.

...

Wei Chi Xue lay in Ji Yichuan's arms, her eyes closed.

Her face had a peaceful smile.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Ji Yichuan opened his mouth to make a sound but couldn't speak. He tightly hugged his wife, his head tilted back, but tears still flowed.

In the distance, Ji Ning stopped, his body trembling as he walked step by step to his mother's side and knelt down.

"Mother!" Ji Ning let out a low, mournful cry.

...

The sound reached outside the courtyard, and the servants outside heard the sorrow, pain, and heartbreak in Young Master Ji Ning's cry. They immediately understood that their mistress had passed away and bowed their heads, tears streaming down their faces. They could not forget the kind mistress.

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Ji Ning left West Mansion City and lived on the island in the center of Winged Snake Lake.

He personally scattered his mother's ashes in the waters of Winged Snake Lake according to her last wish. From that day on, Ji Ning developed a new hobby. He liked to lie on a small boat and let it drift on the surface of Winged Snake Lake.

It was as if...

He was lying in his mother's arms, feeling so warm.