946 Ancient Age Snowy Region (1/2)

After Mo Wen made his way through the cave, the scene before him made him subconsciously believe that he had taken the wrong turn. He looked at the scenery before him in disbelief.

There were endless snowy mountain peaks as far as the eye could see. Heavy snow filled the sky, and the plants and rocks on the ground were all covered in a thick layer of snow.

The mountain village in his memories had disappeared, and not a trace of it could be found. His home for more than a dozen years seemed to have been but a very long dream. When he woke up, none of it existed anymore.

”How can this be happening?”

Mo Wen did not dare to believe it. How could such a change happen? This surely was originally a lush mountain forest with a lake and flowing water. There was supposed to be a small bridge and houses. Why was it like this now? What about his home?

A surge of panic welled up inside of him. He could not hold it in any longer. He flew up into the sky against the wind and snow. Right now, he truly hoped that he had taken the wrong turn.

”Huh? That's...”

When he flew up into the sky, Mo Wen suddenly discovered that there was a courtyard on a snowy peak that rose high into the sky. The courtyard was very ancient and was no different from a courtyard in a small mountain village. At a glance, Mo Wen recognized that it was his home. He had lived there for more than a dozen years. At that moment, however, the scene before him was foreign and bizarre.

With a few flickers, Mo Wen flew into the courtyard. He was just here a month ago. Right now, the courtyard was no different than it was then. Bizarrely, no matter how much the snowy sky raged, the storm could not enter this small courtyard. There seemed to be a special power that was blocking out everything from the outside.

”Is this really my home?” Mo Wen found it hard to believe. Where was his little village with smoke curling from the chimneys and people running over small bridges? Where were his kind and friendly villager neighbors?

Mo Wen suddenly realized that he might never see that home again.

Although he did not know what had happened here, as a cultivator, he could be certain that there was a side to his home that he did not know about.

As he walked into his room, he discovered a letter on his wooden desk. The words ”My dear son, Mo Wen” were written on the white paper.

Mo Wen stared at the letter in his hand. From the writing on the letter, it must have been written not too long ago. As for its contents, they made it even harder for him to wrap his head around all that was happening.

”Mother was… a hermit immortal cultivator?”

”She was an immortal cultivator, but she hid the truth from me and did not teach me to cultivate. Why did she do that?”

Mo Wen walked out of his room in a daze. He looked at everything around him outside, which was familiar and yet foreign at the same time. He felt speechless inside. He had always sought the path to immortality. Now, looking back, he knew that an immortal cultivator was right beside him all that time.

He did not know why his mother had hidden this from him. He did not even know where exactly she had gone. In the letter, she only said that, due to some changing circumstances, she had some things to sort out and had brought Qin Xiaoyou along with her.

At the end of the letter, his mother instructed him to take care of himself, and said that, one day, mother and son would meet again.

Mo Wen walked out of the courtyard and looked around at the endless snowy peaks. His heart was filled with a deep sense of loss. It turned out that everything had been a dream. Everything in the past was just an illusion.

”Why did mother hide this from me? Could it be that there was something that she could not tell me?” Unable to know what he wanted to, Mo Wen's mind couldn't help but speculate. After all, what was happening to him was really hard to bear; even he found it hard to adapt.

”Previously, I suspected that this spiritual energy-rich space was not ordinary. However, I did not intentionally investigate it. I just did not want to destroy the peace here in this place. However, from the looks of it, nothing was as ordinary as I imagined.”

Mo Wen drew in a deep breath. Before this, he had known that his home was in a different space, and that this space had frighteningly rich spiritual energy and was very suitable for immortal cultivators to train there. However, he had reflected that this was his home and that he did not want to destroy the peace they had here, so he had not investigated further.

However, from the looks of it now, he had been merely living in an illusion. Even if he had wanted to investigate, he most likely would not have found anything. Until the very end, he had not been able to see through any flaw in the illusion that his mother had set up. He did not know to what realm his mother had cultivated. Could it be that she was a legendary Tide Changing realm immortal cultivator?

Mo Wen knew that it was impossible for Primordial Soul realm immortal cultivators to set up such an awe-inspiring illusion. It was hard to say whether even Tide Changing realm immortal cultivators could pull it off.

Mo Wen collected himself. As a cultivator and someone who had lived two lives, he was far better at accepting things than other people.

His mother being an immortal cultivator was a good thing in the long run. Before this, he had been worried that his mother would grow old and pass away one day. Now, he did not need to worry about that at all.