God Slayer Chronicles 4 2.1 Reborn

"Madam, young master is wailing again. Why don't I look after him?" A pretty young girl asked, holding her arms out to take the young baby boy from his mothers' arms.

"No. Be gone with you Snow; I don't need your help he's mine." The woman snorted, as she opened up her blouse to feed the child.

Whaaa! The child screamed even louder than before, refusing to drink from his mother's bosom.

"Come on little Chi; please eat." The mother sobbed.

"Give Chi'er to Snow my dear, don't worry. You're frail anyway; you shouldn't be feeding him." A man approached, taking the crying Yang Chi away, handing him over to Snow, who took him in both arms, while bouncing them up and down.

"Snow, go feed him in another room, I would speak with my wife." He commanded her.

Bowing her head humbly, she left the room while holding Yang Chi tight.

The middle-aged man was tall and strong, standing with broad shoulders and long dark hair, sporting a beautiful beard and mustache. His face was angular, high cheekbones and a dimple on his chin were his best features. He was the type of man ladies would swoon over.

"My dear Ru Yi, please don't cry. The skies of my heart darken with every tear that falls from your celestial lotus like eyes." The man sat next to the woman on a bed, as she leaned her head on his shoulder, crying into it.

"Yang Fu, I finally bore us a child. He doesn't even want to feed on me." Ru Yi wept, unable to control her tears.

"My love, it no longer matters. You've finally given birth to a healthy boy. There is no need to worry. I promise you, that boy shall love you to the ends of the earth. You're his mother after all." Yang Fu's words almost caught in his throat, remembering his disappointment in the past.

Long had he and Ru Yi been trying for a child. The first time was four years ago; unfortunately, the child was born blue, deformed and starved of air. Their beautiful baby girl had just been taken from them like that.

They sent for healers from all over the county of Zi, yet none had been able to save her. There was a small grave in the family estate with the encryption Yang Xiao, or little sun, in memory what could have been.

Unfortunately for both Ru Yi and Yang Fu, there wasn't only one grave marked Yang Xiao, but three. Even the Patriarch of the Yang Clan, grandfather of Yang Fu felt his heart burden by this matter, entering seclusion as to wallow in his pain.

Fortunately, this time was different though. Yang Fu and Ru Yi had both attended the same sect, and fallen in love there, both of them taking the same master.

This master was heartbroken by Yang Fu and Ru Yi's losses. He had taught them from their late teens, and he viewed them not only as his disciples but also his children!

Therefore he, Yang Fu's father – Yang Huo, and a close friend of theirs set out to find a fruit called the Holy Protection Fruit after they had read about it in an old book.

They vanished for four months, only Ru Yi and Yang Fu's master – Lao Zi returned, heavily injured. He would not speak of what happened, just returning with the fruit, then going into seclusion.

Just like that Yang Fu had lost his father and father, he alone was the chief protector of the Yang Clan, an almost impossible task. Even for someone as talented as him.