The Way of The Dao

In a huge, luxurious bedroom inside a magnificent palace, a beautiful figure was gently and carefully embracing a small child. Love and tenderness could be seen in every soft and gentle movement she made, rubbing his hair, caressing his head, kissing his forehead, embracing him lovingly.

The image to the beholder could barely be made out, as if there was a faint barrier that prevented one from seeing the figures properly and being able to properly see the faces of those figures.

A child, who appeared to be less than 10 years old, lay in the embrace of the beautiful woman. The child, although he looked slightly haggard with pale skin and unsteady breathing, this still could not hide that he was so cute and had undoubtedly inherited his mother's beauty as well as his father's. His eyes were the only thing that sparkled at the sight of his mother even though his condition was very bad and his body looked somewhat weak.

"I will never give up, Mommy." The child took a deep breath before saying these words before he exhausted himself. His complexion became a little paler, as if he had had a hard time saying those words.

But this, made the beautiful mother's tears roll down her cheeks before she hugged her son tighter and said in a trembling but soft voice, "My boy, don't strain yourself, you need to rest so you can recover. Mom doesn't want you to feel pressured..."

"But mom..."

"You don't have to, my darling." The mother interrupted her son when she saw that he wanted to talk, so she quickly said, "Mom doesn't care if you cultivate or not, Mom just wants you to be okay and nothing will happen to you. If you can't cultivate, mom doesn't care, what's more, I will take care of you and won't let anything bad happen to you. Mom just wants to see you well..."

The child nodded slowly as his breathing began to steady and he slowly drifted off to sleep.

The beautiful mother looked lovingly, sweetly and tenderly at her son in her arms, while feelings of pain, helplessness and sadness also filled her eyes. She didn't want to see her son like this, that pain of seeing her son in such a state tore her heart apart. If she could, she wished that whatever her son had would pass to her. She would rather endure that affliction as long as her son was well and healthy.

"But regardless of what happens, you have to remember one thing, my baby..."

The child seemed to have already fallen asleep, his breathing steady as he was hugged by his mother. His mother looked at him and a while later spoke while conveying her motherly love to him.

"My little and adorable Tian'er, never give up even if you feel like it's all over, you have the strength and power to get up again and again, believe in yourself, believe in mom too..."

...

An extremely handsome man was flying freely and smoothly through the skies. On his shoulders he carried a small figure, which was his son and had inherited those facial features that would attract everyone's attention.

The man flew among the clouds, carrying his son so that he could enjoy the sensation of flying and soaring among the clouds.

"I'm sorry, son, because of me you can't cultivate like us ... but I will tear down the whole sky if necessary to cure you so that you can cultivate! Father promises you..."

Soon after, the man said to his son as he sighed inwardly and apologized to him. He wanted his son to be healthy and also be able to become a great man.

"Hehe, what do you say, Dad? Of course it's not your fault." However, the kid responded with a smile as he swung his little arms and swung them through the clouds, wanting to feel their textures and more before adding, "My dad is the strongest person in the whole realm, so he shouldn't feel guilty about what happens to his son or feel helpless. Most likely, the heavens have allowed me a great destiny and therefore, I have to endure and pass this test before I can cultivate!" His smile contained no trace of falsehood or sadness as he said these words, as if he really thought that he might someday fly like his father once he becomes stronger.

But these words touched the sensitive point of his father's heart, which made him happier but at the same time more helpless. He was happy because his son's mentality was strong and he could always see the more optimistic side of the matter and never doubt, but helpless because his son might not be able to be like all of them and that would certainly create a doldrums in his being as time went by.

There was only one way to make his son cultivate like him and the whole family, but the chances of succeeding were almost nil. After all, that was almost a legend and a myth, something that might not be real and would be impossible to find.

But the father still didn't give up and promised himself inwardly to keep looking until he found it. He wouldn't care if it would take a lifetime. He loved his son very much. He was his only son, so he wanted to see his son well and healthy, so he would do everything in his power to cure him.

Soon, the father discarded all those thoughts and decided to focus on the present, so he quickly started playing with his son in the sky.

The laughs of both father and son could be heard in the sky, with both figures flying through the clouds while a joyful atmosphere reigned in the sky.

...

"Big brother, let's go play!"

Small figures were happily running around in a huge garden, where the trees, bushes and plants and so on were so beautiful and exquisite. At a glance one could tell that the place was very well kept and an aroma filled the space, bringing a sense of peace and tranquility to anyone who entered the place.

The small figures were running around happily, smiling and laughing before heading towards another small figure approaching the garden.

The three little girls were wearing cute and pretty dresses, with different colors while each of them showed such a lovely and happy smile. They looked like little fairies, with that cuteness and tenderness that they gave off along with those smiles and laughter that emitted such charming auras.

"Big brother, come, I'll take you with my sword!" The girl who looked the oldest of them all, stepped forward with a beautiful smile and grasped the hand of the boy who had arrived. She took out a delicate and exquisite sword that seemed to gleam with the reflection of the sun as she held it in her other hand and showed it off. The appearance she displayed made her look like a pretty sword maiden.

"No!" However, another little girl exclaimed and took the child's other hand, "Big brother will fly with me!" Her face had an adorable pout as she clung to the child's hand tightly and refused to let go. An abundant scent of luscious, soft lavender emanated from her little body, bringing a sense of comfort and tranquility to one.

"But you flew with him yesterday, that's not fair!" But the older sister shook her head as she looked at the other girl.

"But now it's my turn!" The other girl wouldn't let go and shook her head as she clung tighter to the boy, as if not accepting what the older sister had said.

"No! Big brother will now fly with me, our pet can fly now! Big brother, look!"

But the next moment, the smallest girl of the three and who also had a pretty dress printed with many flowers approached while the smile on her face shed tenderness and innocence. In her hands she carried a little bird whose feathers seemed so beautiful and delicate, yet strong and firm at the same time before it flapped its wings and flew over them, "Now she can carry us!" Her smile seemed to blossom that much more.

The pretty bird cried out happily as it grew slightly bigger and carried the cute little girl on its back. The little girl giggled happily as she stroked the beautiful bird's soft plumage before pulling the boy up with her and flying off into the sky, letting out playful giggles as they both flew over the beautiful bird.

"Wait!"

"Sis, it's no good!"

The other two girls pouted as they saw that their younger sister had gotten ahead of them, so they immediately grabbed their own swords and surprisingly flew into the sky as well, following the bird and the two children in it.

The boy was dumbfounded for a moment before noticing the happy expression of the smaller girl who was like his little sister as well. His heart felt happy to see that these girls who were also like his sisters having grown up together were still playing with him even though they were different.

The little figures flew all over the garden and in the end they all flew together on the beautiful bird, with its divine feathers interacting with the wind and flying freely as it had fun with the little creatures on its back.

...

"Madam, the Venerable Lord sent these herbs, in the hope that they might help the Young Master to feel the energy in his body..."

A maidservant entered a huge room that seemed to be made with various arrangements and formations inside.

In the center, the boy stood cross-legged as he tried to feel every trace of energy in the space.

"Thank you." The beautiful woman thanked the maid as she took a mysterious ring from her and asked, "Another piece of news from my husband?"

"Yes. The Venerable Lord asked me to inform you that he had found some news about the whereabouts of a different special herb, so he went to investigate and see if he could obtain it." The woman answered what she had been asked to say before bowing and taking her leave as she left the room.

The woman prayed inwardly that her husband would be successful. When she turned she looked hopefully at her adored son who was trying to cultivate again within a powerful high-level formation.

The boy couldn't seem to feel the energy, let alone draw it into his body, but he never gave up and kept going. He did not want to give up and, above all, disappoint his mother and father, as well as everyone else.

The mother looked expectantly at her son, hoping that this day would be different before approaching him and trying to help him in some way.

...

"You look very well, Young Master! We are sure you will soon be able to cultivate yourself and become the greatest genius..."

A maiden exclaimed with a smile as she and other maidens also watched the small attractive figure coming out of his bedroom.

A handsome, elegant and attractive boy who wore an elegant robe, it made him give off a charming and attractive aura, with an attraction that made everyone look at him no matter what.

Simply put, this boy gave off the aura and charm of a prince, with that attractive look and those eyes that seemed to hold magic and enchant whoever saw them. And even though no trace of energy could be felt in his body, a mysterious aura gave off from him that made him superior before others, as if he really was a creation of the heavens and was a truly grand Prince among royalty.

"Hehe, thank you." The boy responded with a smile, not being arrogant or humble, as if he truly appreciated the words and was grateful for the praise to his person.

Several people were addressing and gathered in a large hall, chatting happily while the atmosphere was joyful and full of congratulations and smiles.

"Young Master, the guests are already in the hall, so they are waiting for you. Your father and mother asked me to bring you." A maid approached the boy and said.

"Okay! Then I'll trouble you to take me there!" The boy nodded and started walking beside the maid towards the great hall.

That day he was celebrating his 8th birthday exactly...