Doting mother hen and his baby bun [bl]

Chapter 6: The End?

Many cultivators rushed to the mountain early in the morning. Even the sun hadn't awoken from its deep slumber. There was a lot of commotion, many waited for the weather to die down so they could retrieve the fruit.

The wind howled and the torrential rain attacked the small village. Lightinging lit the dark sky in brilliant streaks. The trees bent and moaned in the wrath, branches tore like paper. Claps of thunder sounded attacking ones eardrums.

The violent powerful wind whipped Nian's platinum hair around. The little one in the gers embrace shivered and whimpered as each lightning stuck. He gently rocked the baby bun humming a soft lullaby.

The others who heard the sweet melodic voice felt their hearts calming. People couldn't help but give a glance at the mysterious male. Or they could see was his piercing silver orbs, entrancing them.

The harsh weather soon let up. It was a storm before the calming. They only had a certain amount of time until it would go back to how it was originally.

Many people began shoving each other. The smarter and stronger cultivators flew on their sword. Ying wasn't sure what to do. He could fly but it would look conspicuous but going by foot was slower.

Wang seemed to have noticed the gers distressed face so picked him up. The three of them flew on one sword, it was quite crowded but neither minded to much.

Ying felt Wang's breath on his neck. He couldn't help but squirm a little as he was ticklish. He seemed to have noticed and shifted his position. The rest of the ride was peaceful until they met their first obstacle.

Even though cultivators decided to fly there would still be obstacles. It wouldn't be that easy to get the fruit. There stood multiple large birds. They must at least be rank 1 or 2, maybe even 3.

Some tried to run away but it only got them killed. Their bodies fell into the abyss below, their bodies probably never to be recovered. Ying started paying attention to what was his infront of him.

His wet hair sticking to his neck and his soaked robes clinging onto his slim body. It didn't reduce his charm but made him look like a enchantress. Sucking you in. His eyes held determination.

Without any hesitation Ying summoned his bow aiming at the flying beast. The arrow zoomed through the air imbeding itself into the beast. The shot was flawless as it killed the flying bird which started falling towards the ground.

Wang quickly retrieved the body putting it into his spatial ring. Ying gave him a confused look, raising a brow. "It can be sold." Understanding what he meant Ying nodded.

But he had his suspicions, only rich peopl le could afford spatial ring. Plus even if you had cash it doesn't necessarily mean you can get your hand on one. You would also need a high status as only a handful of peoplr can get one. But now wasmt the time to ask such question. The trio continued the journey.

The weather was still terrible but was bearable. The ger shivered as a gust of wind brushed his wet cold body. The baby bun touched his mother face with his small petite hand. A concerned face was plastered on the little. Ying's heart couldn't help but soften, his heart was filled with so much love

"I'm alright dear, sorry you have to go through this because if mommy. I'll make it up to you dear."

The little one shook his head. "I don't mind, mama is so cool. But you have to buy me candy later." He showed a tooth grin to his mother. The ger couldn't help but chuckle at his cute caring child behaviour.

Ying squeezed his cheek, Bai squirmed and pouted. Ying detected something from behind him. He quickly cocked his head. An ice ball was about to hit him. He squeezed his eyes shut waiting for the impact.