Wei Ying hid in his nest far from Yunmeng, almost on the border of Qishan Wen territory where a village lay abandoned by all. The people greeted him as he floated down on his crimson feather and it vanished back into a feather tipped hair pin that pierced his ponytail.
"Young master, how was your trip?" Asks a local vendor as the young Omega is surrounded by the people in the market bowing and pawing at him in awe. The young phoenix smiles brightly as he sheds a bit of wild fire to burn away the miasma of the Burial Mounds that lay just out side of the northern gates. The resentful energy coils around the flames and allows them to purify it. The Phoenix was a child of the Baoshan Clan and much lile his predocessors he could cultivate both Yin and Yang energy and thus made his nest deep in Burial Mounds where the demons have pledged him loyalty. They do not dare come near the village in fear of being sent on and away from the rich calming energy their young Master puts out.
The people thrive here now that Wei Ying practically lives here, all but kicked out by Madame Yu who also tries to collar him and enslave him. He was a Divine birth like his mother and as such he was not meant to be bound in any form he, himself did not choose. But still he is caged by his love for his shijie more than his Didi. He could not get along with the canine no matter how he tried. He was too scared of dogs and Jiang Wanyin lile Madame Yu often took advantage of his fear to control him.
"I made it intime to protect Princess Jiang... I am tired now, I would like to go rest." He tells them, leaving out that he ran into the Twin Jades and there was possibly a future for him as their mate, but he ran like a coward to leave them to pick his Shijie who is more than worthy of their love and bed.
The people bow and fuss, giving him cooked meals, bundles of fruits and vegetables and a few large jars of wine. He was their guardian and protector. He was worshipped and protected in return. He was cared for in a way has not been since he was a Hatchling. He loved his Shijie like a second mom, but sje could not stand against both her mother and brother. Never mind that Uncle Jiang is too placid at times and often lets his mate run everything.
"I'm home!" He calls once he lands once more in the hidden oasis he made in the heart of the Burial Mounds. A couple of sentient Fierce Corpses hurry forward and begin helping him with his items and then changing into a thin red robe with a sheer black over robe. "Thank you, Ming Lin and Yue Hu." They bow again and hurry away after leaving some wine and one of the cooked meals for him at his table. He pulled his work to him to make more tools and items for both Cultivators and non-Cultivators. He also had a scroll where his visions were recorded, he ignored it because after he had seen his Shijie's would be kidnapping was meeting his mates and another of twin boys of his own, a little dragon and a fluffy little chick with an infant little girl at his breast with his Alphas behind him.
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