Chapter 2: Mother's Death, Secluded Cultivation"Mom." Ye Xunfeng felt the hands that had been stroking him were growing cold."Child, don't be afraid, don't cry. My lamp is about to burn out," his mother said with a smile. "My little Feng, I'm sorry. From now on, you'll have to walk your own path. I've left you enough gold coins. Remember to eat well, and put on more clothes when it's cold.""Cough, cough, cough." His mother's voice grew fainter. "Don't use the Angel Spirit until you become a Titled Douluo. Don't go to the Spirit Hall. My son, don't blame your father.""I know, I know, Mom," Ye Xunfeng's voice choked with sobs.His mother's lips curved into a faint smile as she raised her hand to stroke Ye Xunfeng's head one last time: "Don't cry, smile, little Feng..."But before she could finish, the hands that had held Ye Xunfeng every day slowly fell, and the eyes that seemed to want to remember him forever lost all their light."Mom!" Ye Xunfeng's entire body trembled, his eyes bloodshot.The next morning, Ye Xunfeng remained in the same position as the day before, motionless.Seeing the rising sun, tears finally rolled down from Ye Xunfeng's eyes.Looking at his Spirit, Ye Xunfeng suddenly burst into loud laughter.Why? Why?I awakened the Prayer Angel Spirit, so Mom should have been saved.Why...Qian Xunji, I want you torn to pieces!Hatred filled Ye Xunfeng's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed when he saw his mother's body.No, he couldn't seek revenge now. He had to live. He had to become a god.As long as he became a god, his mother could be revived.As long as he became a god!He had to cultivate properly. He had to endure this hatred.A gentleman's revenge can wait ten years.Ye Xunfeng clenched his fists tightly, blood soon oozing from his palms.Ye Xunfeng laid his mother on the bed and slowly walked outside the house.This was a secluded paradise his mother had built herself, surrounded by countless trees enclosing this small grove.Seeing a sickle in the firewood-cutting shed nearby, Ye Xunfeng quickly grabbed it and headed towards the trees.Suppressing his grief, he earnestly cut down three trees, then released his Spirit and began carving the wood.About two days later, a decent-looking coffin was crafted by Ye Xunfeng.By now, Ye Xunfeng's hands were covered in wood splinters and bloodstains, but he seemed to feel nothing.After placing his mother in the coffin, Ye Xunfeng could no longer hold on and instantly slumped to the ground.Ye Xunfeng took a deep breath and began his first cultivation session after awakening his Spirit.As his spirit power circulated for the first time, his two Spirits slowly manifested. A flash of black light appeared on the Qingtian Spear—a black spirit ring.Simultaneously, a black spirit ring also appeared on the Prayer Angel Spirit.Ye Xunfeng's spirit power instantly broke through level 10, reaching level 11.Ye Xunfeng slowly opened his eyes, looking at the spirit rings on his Spirits with disbelief.This is...Good, good, excellent.If this is truly the case, I might have a chance to strive for a God Position.After his spirit power recovered, Ye Xunfeng immediately took up the Qingtian Spear and continued digging the ground.The next day, a tombstone stood before Ye Xunfeng.Ye Xunfeng kowtowed several times, gently touching the characters engraved on it."Tomb of Mother Ye Lingmeng.""Mom, I'm sorry. Your son is unfilial and cannot avenge you now. But rest assured, as long as I live, this grudge will never end," Ye Xunfeng said, his voice tinged with anguish.Ye Xunfeng returned to the house to organize the supplies and used his spirit power to probe the storage spirit tool his mother had given him.Inside were ample provisions.Looking at the sun in the sky, Ye Xunfeng decided not to leave seclusion until the food ran out.Ye Xunfeng returned to the house like a walking corpse.Since he didn't need to hunt Spirit Beasts, he would simply continue cultivating.Spring turned to autumn, cold gave way to heat.The flowers on his mother's grave had changed nine times, and the maple tree beside the grave had turned red nine times.Ye Xunfeng slowly opened his eyes, intending to take some dried rations from the storage spirit tool, only to find none left.Frowning slightly, Ye Xunfeng slowly stood up and stretched.He glanced at his somewhat tattered clothes, his face filled with tenderness.Mom...I'm a Spirit Saint now. Isn't that quite talented...Ye Xunfeng smiled bitterly.It's time to leave seclusion. The Spirit Saint level is enough to venture across the continent.Ye Xunfeng slowly clenched his fist, then slowly relaxed it. A long spear appeared in his now-open hand, and two black and five red spirit rings slowly rose beneath his feet.As for the spirit rings, they were the ones that came with the template.Looking at the spirit rings beneath his feet, Ye Xunfeng showed a satisfied expression.It really is time to go out. I wonder what era it is now, but it should be Tang Hao's time, since I heard Qian Xunji's voice was still quite young before.Well then, in this era, those unclaimed opportunities naturally belong to the capable.After cleaning the entire room, Ye Xunfeng slowly locked the door. Standing at the entrance, he looked at the courtyard and softly said, "Goodbye."Ye Xunfeng left the grove, frowning as he looked at the desolate wilderness around him. Just where was this?He didn't know the way.Sighing, Ye Xunfeng slowly raised his spirit power and flew into the air.Ye Xunfeng took out the map his mother had left behind, compared it with the terrain below, and quickly headed towards the Sunset Forest.The Sunset Forest was likely near Heaven Dou City. Ye Xunfeng landed at the city gate of Heaven Dou City but chose not to enter. Instead, he turned and headed towards the forest.Although his relationship with the Spirit Hall wasn't friendly, he certainly wouldn't agree with Tang San's future plan to destroy the Spirit Hall.After all, destroying the Spirit Hall would mean the Angel Spirit would become something hunted and reviled.Moreover, the disappearance of the Spirit Hall would lead to the proliferation of Evil Soul Masters, plunging this World into chaos and imbalance.Besides, his mother had been a fervent believer in the God of Angels.One could even say she was fanatical about it.Ye Xunfeng slowly entered the Sunset Forest. The quality of Spirit Beasts here wasn't high; for him, most were a matter of a single spear thrust.Thus, Ye Xunfeng ran swiftly without any hesitation.Although he didn't know the exact location of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, if he remembered correctly, it should be at the center of the Sunset Forest.As for whether it was currently occupied by Poison Douluo and his group, that didn't matter.Ye Xunfeng believed that with the abilities of his Prayer Angel Spirit, he could help cure their Spirit issues. Moreover, Tang San's method from back then could likely still be used.Furthermore, for him, as long as he could become a god and revive his mother, no sacrifice along the way mattered.Although, given his talent, it shouldn't be necessary in principle, but who wouldn't want even better talent?Better talent means more opportunities.
