A hand touched my should when I was about to release the spell, making me cancel the spell. "Nán nán! Calm down! We were just training, see? Brother is not hurt, I can even pick you up." he said his voice low but steady. He steps in front of me, blocking my path. He then picks me up and pads my head. "But brother is bleeding, how can you say you are not hurt?" I said with tearful eyes, pointing his bleeding shoulder. "Don't cry, you are making big brother sad. I promise you, I'm not in pain." he said wiping the tears off my face. I placed my hand on his bleeding should, the bleeding stopped as the wound disappeared. "Nán nán! How did you do that?" he asked amazed by what just happened. "Oh no! She is the direct descendant of the Crimson, she is the calamity the prophecy mentioned." they said simultaneously as they looked each other in the eyes. They both rushed to me and Lǐ Xùyáng, and took me away from his hands. "Nán nán, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Can you tell daddy how you learned that?" he said holding my hands together while looking me in the eye.
"The Crimson teaches me whenever I'm sleeping but she said I have to go to the Mountain of Mófǎ zhī dì to finish my training, which is going to take 10 years." I said swinging his hands to look all innocent so that he won't notice that I'm hiding something. "When did she say you must leave?" he asked with a worried look in his eyes. "She said to leave by the end of this week. Don't worry father, I'll be fine on my own. Mother taught me how to cook, and the Crimson will be there to protect me. This month is the month of Lán Sè, the weather is not that extreme so don't worry too much." I said as I cupped his face into my hands. He picked me up and went to find Lǐ MíngFēi so that we prepare for my departure.
<<<<<<< The annual cycle >>>>>>>
All the months are named after the dragons
1. January - Month of Bái Sè
2. February - Month of Lán Sè
3. March - Month of Zǐ Sè
4. April - Month of Lǜ Sè
5. May - Month of Hóng Sè
6. June - Month of Zōng Sè
7. July - Month of Qīng Sè
8. August - Month of Yáng Hóng
9. September - Month of Zǐ Luó Lán
10. October - Month of Yín Sè
11. November - Month of Jīn Huī
12. December - Month of Fēi Hóng
It was the end of the week, we got into the carriage and headed to the base of the Mountain of Mófǎ zhī dì. When we got there, there was not a single house around. My parents started panicking because they thought I'll be staying out in the wild, with no shelter. "Mom, dad and big brother can you please stay close to the carriage so that you won't get hurt." I said as I walked towards the open area. I then created an illusion for the coachman and the maid who we came with, then said and incantation. "Form!" I said point two finger where I wanted the house to be built.The forest trembled with a breathless stillness, as if nature itself was holding its breath. A shimmer of golden light sparked in the heart of the trees—soft at first, like the glint of sunlight on dew. Then it pulsed, rippling through the air like a heartbeat.Leaves rustled upward, drawn by an unseen force, and the earth beneath the moss began to glow with ancient runes. From the very soil, stone and crystal rose—elegant columns twisting like vines, archways blooming with intricate carvings as if sculpted by time itself.
Walls formed not brick by brick, but in sweeping waves of light and energy. Glass windows stretched open like the wings of butterflies, catching the light of the moon and reflecting it in a thousand hues. Domes crowned themselves in silver, spires twirled skyward like the branches of enchanted trees, and ivy wrapped itself lovingly around polished marble.At its center stood a grand staircase, curling upward into the highest tower where a soft glow pulsed—like a heartbeat, like a soul. And just like that, in the space between heartbeats, the palace stood—majestic, otherworldly, silent. A dream made real by magic.