THE SEED OF BEGINNING (2)

"I hope my words cover and warm your all lost worlds and dreams," from me. To you.

"ETERNITY IS GAVEN AS WELL AD UNKNOWN AND UNCERTAIN," 

The tide of agony swept through every land, like an enraged dragon who had lost its tail and severed its limbs. People are wailing over what they have lost. The roar of lost dreams continued until the soul of the past faded and the rain dried as the years passed. A new future awaits, but certainty is still a long way off. The withered tree has given birth to a new life of joy, leading people to believe that a happy day is on its way.

As it says, people's lives continue like a cycle, but the scars, lessons, and bruises remain.

Chirp.

Screech.

The sound of birds and cicadas singing about the good days ahead under the tree, as flowers from the tree drop their petals into the pond full of lotus seeds, The place exudes a refreshing vibe and calmness, concealing the true seeds planted within, a past filled with pain and unbearable screams.

A man on a bed in a long silk white robe shudders as he sleeps. He appears to be having a nightmare of vivid memories. As he whined in pain, his lips quivered and his brow furrowed. Sweat beaded up like drops of water on his fair pale porcelain white skin. His long black straight hair was strewn beside him, giving him the appearance of a shambles as he spoke.

"... A-Lan," 

The man uttered in his sleep, releasing a tone of sorrow and grief that made the atmosphere in the room heavy and unbearable.

Outside the Lotus pavilion, another man hurried inside the man chamber, wearing an extravagant design of an ancient hanfu and his black long hair tied into a ponytail with a white ribbon.

In a hurry, the man went inside. He appeared to be excited or worried about something. When he arrived, he saw the man in bed in a messy and unsightly state, still whining and uttering the man's name in his sleep. The man walked over to his bed and sat down, wiping the man's brow with a handkerchief from his shirt pocket.

"Haiyo, such a poor soul. "The man mentions it as he looks at the man on the bed, who looks like he is still in his late twenties, with a sentimental feeling.

"A-Xia, is all right now. You have to wake up now, Cian Xia? "

The man called out the nickname of the man sleeping uncomfortably on the bed. The man called Cian Xia's name three times before he was able to wake him up. Cian Xia awoke gasping for air, his eyes wide as an owl's. He turned around, saw a familiar face, and said.

"A-chao, "he called the man who sat beside his bed with a gentle smile on his lips and the expression of someone who had gone through an unbearable nightmare.

Chao Fei Gu, Cian Xia's childhood best friend and a sworn brother, is a sensitive, warm-hearted man. He was the Ran sect leader and a second-rank immortal master, a prestigious, honest, and benevolent sect. Among the remaining three sects,

In this world, there are four sects and the ranking defines the strongest one. The first was the Han. A clan of warriors with powerful spiritual swords who live on a desert mountain. This sect only accepts disciples who have a strong mentality and the ability to push themselves to their limits. They've been cultivating for a long time and are one of the three sects' most powerful clans. Through night hunting, this clan practices self-worth, dignity, willpower, and advanced life skills.

The second was the Gu. A sect that lives on the peak of a snowy mountain. Wilful, respectful, and the only denomination with abundant riches. This sect only opens its gates for urgent matters, and they only accept new disciples after three years, but due to the recent tragedy, the Gu Sect has opened up their territory for everyone to raise new elite disciples and form strong bonds with the other denomination. This sect practices weather harmony and deliverance by cultivating, hunting evils, and seeking justice for weak people in order to advance their spiritual power.

The third one was the Ran. A prestigious, trustworthy, and benevolent sect, among the three other sects. The only sect that welcomes female students. This sect has been cultivating on the top of the mountain for many years.

According to the Ran Sect, forbidden magic only brings misfortune and death. The Ran Sect is committed to guiding others on the right path in life and in their future, assisting them in discovering their beliefs, talents, and future. 

The last one was the Tao. The sect also lives at the mountain's summit. This sect follows religion and the world's righteousness order. A sect that grows for the sake of healing and peace. They have been cultivated for a long time. The Tao Sect believes in the guidance of nature and the earth. This sect only accepts disciples who are only interested in order and peace. They adhere to the principles of equality, quality, and balance.

Chao Fei gently stroked Cian Xia's head as he inquired with a gentle smile.

"Did he come back to steal your sleep?"

Cian Xia looked at him for a moment, thinking about something before responding, not minding Chao Fie's question as he sat on his bed, with calmed eyes and a calmed breath.

"What brought you here?"

Chao Fie looked at him for a moment, then chuckled, patting Cian Xia on the shoulder as he smiled and responded.

"I came here to inform you that today is our sect's anniversary."

Cian Xia looked at him for a moment as he considered his words, then asked.

"It's that time of year again. Will the elders accept new disciples again? "

"Yes, they do," Chao Fie said without hesitation.

"Ah, I see,"

"I hope my words cover and warm your all lost worlds and dreams," from me. To you.

Every year, the Ran Sect commemorates the birth of their clan and opens a new path for young people who wish to become Ran Sect disciples. Every year, the elder immortal masters of the Ran Sect, who are in charge of selecting new disciples, travel to the mountains in search of suitable young people to become their new disciples.

To be continued.