Chapter 254
Yu Xunge initially thought that Feng Mu, who had clearly been through many bloody battles, would be awkward, but to her surprise, she immediately laughed and jumped up, wrapping her arms around Feng Tang from behind and resting her head on her shoulder, softly calling out, “Mother.”
How shameless! How could she compete for affection with a child?!
Yu Xunge pondered for a moment but couldn’t think of anyone in Dinhai who could match her. Just as she was lost in thought, she felt herself being lifted up—it was Feng Cang.
Feng Cang gently bumped her forehead with hers and cheerfully coaxed, “Can I hold you, sister?”
Of course! Yu Xunge was always aware of her current identity. She embraced Feng Cang and quietly listened as she sang the Song of the Forest Sea. When Feng Cang finished a song, she asked, “Don’t you want Mother to hold you and fly?”
Feng Cang shook her head decisively. “No way! Before you were born, Mother had already taken me flying for four years! My hairline has been blown back by the wind quite a bit.”
Yu Xunge: !!!
She touched her forehead in horror. Her small hand couldn’t even cover it all, and she had to shift back a bit to feel the entire area. Oh my, it was true! Her original hairline wasn’t this far back—she was only four years old!
Feng Tang and Feng Mu, who had just landed: …
The former touched her own forehead, relieved. “Isn’t this how everyone flies?”
The serious expression of the little owl covering its forehead was too adorable. Feng Mu strode over, snatched Feng Ran from Feng Cang’s arms, and, amidst the little owl’s shrill cries, took her for several high-speed loops in the air, deliberately positioning her head forward to face the wind.
Yu Xunge dutifully performed a crying act, sniffling softly, “Mother, sister, save me!”
Feng Mu clicked her tongue in annoyance and ruffled Yu Xunge’s orange-red curls, then couldn’t help but laugh beside her ear. She flew her back to the ground, gently setting her down.
Once on the ground, Yu Xunge ran off to find Feng Cang.
Feng Tang generally didn’t interfere with the sisters’ play, but Feng Cang, unlike the impression she had left when they first met, turned out to be an extremely gentle and reserved person. At just eight years old, she seemed more like an older sister than Feng Mu. She would comfort Feng Mu, cheer up Feng Ran, and even care for and look after Feng Tang.
Feng Mu, on the other hand, resembled a leader, speaking with a powerful presence and a firm tone. Her voice carried a hint of the pressure that comes with authority, though this pressure was minimized when she was with family.
Feng Mu already possessed all the qualities and charm of an excellent leader: strong, ambitious, confident, capable, and passionate. At just fourteen, she bore a striking resemblance to Feng Tang.
No, she even seemed to have a more pronounced leadership aura than the still somewhat immature Feng Tang.
At this moment, Feng Mu was closer to the Feng Tang Yu Xunge had seen in a past reincarnation on the battlefield!
Could this really be Feng Mu?!
Unable to grasp what kind of existence Feng Mu truly was, Yu Xunge decided to hide herself even deeper. She used Tu Lan as a reference, striving to play and imitate the historical Feng Ran.
She didn’t know all of Feng Ran’s preferences and personality traits, but she at least knew a few distinct characteristics.
Feng Tang’s biography recorded the three daughters: Feng Mu loved sewing, Feng Cang adored jewelry, and Feng Ran excelled in cooking.
For instance, she mentioned that both her eldest and second daughters loved to eat peach fruits, while only the youngest, Feng Ran, did not.
Moreover, Feng Cang described Feng Ran as being like a shy mimosa, meaning she feared intense conflict and commotion.
Grasping these distinct traits was enough for her to establish a character, especially since Feng Ran was only four years old at this time.
Perfection in everything is the greatest flaw and mistake for a four-year-old child.
Just like Tu Lan, who occasionally spouted nonsensical remarks without logic or imitated adults without thinking about right or wrong, only finding it amusing—this was what children did.
She didn’t need to overperform because while Feng Ran might be clever, she was certainly not a genius.
In those books, when it came to the two daughters/sisters, Feng Tang and Feng Cang were equally nostalgic. However, when discussing Feng Ran, the two owls often expressed more affection and pain, while with Feng Mu, every mention of this eldest daughter/sister was accompanied by nostalgia and pain, but also a specific acknowledgment of her exceptional talent, recounting her glorious achievements during the invasion of the Forest Sea by Ze Lan.
With such memories, Yu Xunge began to waver on whether Feng Mu was a heroic spirit or a tower climber.
But soon, something even more terrifying happened. One day, upon waking, she noticed that “Feng Cang” had changed. The expression and demeanor were clearly different from the day before. It wasn’t just her who noticed; Feng Tang clearly did too, and even Feng Mu’s gaze towards “Feng Cang” had shifted, now cold and scrutinizing.
Feng Tang comforted Yu Xunge, telling her not to be afraid, and then took Feng Cang back into the house. When they came out again, Feng Cang had returned to her original self.
This incident frightened Yu Xunge greatly. She didn’t understand why this was happening. It was obvious that a tower climber had entered Feng Cang’s body, but if Feng Tang and Feng Mu could notice the change in Feng Cang, why wouldn’t they notice her? Why not kill her? Was it because she was acting too convincingly?
But this didn’t stop Yu Xunge from hiding herself even deeper. She followed Feng Cang around every day, agreeing with whatever Feng Tang and Feng Cang said. Gradually, she realized that Feng Mu was busy every day, but she actually relied on this family more than Feng Tang did.
Once or twice a week, Feng Tang, now at level 19, would team up with other owls to challenge higher-level dungeons. On those days, the three sisters had to either grind dungeons themselves or rest at home.
Feng Cang worried that she and Feng Mu couldn’t always protect Feng Ran, so when Feng Tang was away, she would stay home with Feng Ran. In the Forest Sea, grinding dungeons required guarding against not only foreign tribes but also their own kind, not to mention that Feng Ran’s “Cotton Candy” was so special.
Of course, Yu Xunge thought this was just Feng Cang’s excuse for being lazy. She could hardly get up in the morning… It always took multiple calls from Feng Mu and Yu Xunge before she would finally rise. Feng Mu couldn’t stand such a waste of time and would go out to grind dungeons alone.
When Feng Tang was out battling in dungeons, she would simply gather some fruits from the Forest Sea to make do. The Forest Sea was abundant with various usable acorns, with over a thousand types. Only acorns could directly nourish the wings of the owls, and one particular type could even enhance their wing power; the acorn emblem was designed based on that specific acorn.
Unlike Feng Tang, Feng Mu wouldn’t fly too far. Every two hours, she would make a point to fly back home quickly to check on Feng Cang and Feng Ran.
Sometimes she would return with equipment; if she didn’t manage to get any, she would bring back a net full of fruits or a small robe woven from grass while flying.
Upon entering, she would immediately find the hiding Feng Ran and drape the ugly robe over her. Seeing Feng Ran clench her little fists, unable to express her anger, would make her burst into laughter.
As for Feng Cang, she had no way to escape either, as Feng Mu wouldn’t let her off the hook.
**Chapter 330: Feng Ran, Water Bearer, Coward**
Every few days, Feng Mu would take Feng Cang to train her flying skills, believing that Feng Cang was too concerned about her hairstyle and hairline, flying too slowly, which was not conducive to escaping or fighting.
Finally, one day, Feng Cang couldn’t take it anymore. She mustered her courage and said, “I don’t want to fly that fast! I’m only eight years old, the perfect age for growing my hair!”
Feng Mu: ?
Yu Xunge had just bitten into a fruit, and now she didn’t dare to move a muscle. The fruit she was eating was particularly crunchy, making a delightful sound as she chewed. She hugged the fruit, trying to shrink her presence.
Feng Cang, perhaps finally fed up, took a deep breath and continued, “Don’t you think your forehead is the brightest in the house?”
Feng Mu laughed, genuinely amused.
Yu Xunge began rummaging through the small space bag Feng Mu had made for her, pulling out a few fruits that increased mana and preparing her healing skills.
That night, Feng Cang, sporting a messy new hairstyle, tearfully reported to Feng Tang.
Feng Mu crossed her arms, feeling refreshed.
In the end, Feng Tang promised to find a potion recipe that could promote hair growth for Feng Cang, which made her stop crying. She shyly wiped her tears, perhaps feeling embarrassed, after all, even though Feng Mu was angry, she hadn’t actually pulled out her most prized hair—she had just given her a good beating.
She smiled at Feng Mu, indicating she wasn’t mad anymore, and sweetly said, “Well, once I make it, I’ll be the first to give it to you, sister.”
Feng Mu: ?
Feng Tang & Yu Xunge: …
In less than ten minutes, Feng Cang was crying again after being hit by Feng Mu, and Feng Tang didn’t dare to intervene… The key was, Feng Mu’s hairline did seem a bit high.
…
Feng Tang gradually formed a stable team, but most of her teammates were wild owls she met outside, with only a small portion being her own kin.
Speaking of which, Feng Tang had a total of twelve siblings, and the number of younger ones was terrifyingly high—Yu Xunge could hardly keep track. Fortunately, Feng Tang didn’t have a close relationship with them, as she thought all nine of her sisters and three brothers had chosen foolish partners.
Ever since Feng Tang had a sister who wanted to bear a mixed-blood owl with her partner, and her parents agreed, she moved with her three daughters far away, fearing her daughters would be led astray.
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