Re-birth: The Beginning after the End - Chapter 81

Chapter 81: EXPLOSION

Li Wei and Li Hao turned to each other, matching grins spreading across their faces as competitive fire sparked in their eyes. Li Hua glanced down to see Li Wei’s hands dancing in familiar patterns, drawing moisture from the air until a perfect sphere of water hovered above his palm, its surface rippling with spiritual essence. Not to be outdone, Li Hao conjured his own sphere of flame, the golden-red orb casting flickering shadows across his face.

Li Hua shook her head in fond exasperation as she channeled her wind essence, letting it wrap around her feet like ethereal silk. “Race you to the big oak?” she called over her shoulder, already moving.

The misty morning air sparkled with their combined spiritual essence—Li Wei’s water sphere catching the dawn light like liquid crystal, Li Hao’s flames painting the fog with dancing shadows. For one perfect moment, everything was exactly as it should be: three siblings poised at the edge of another adventure, their laughter waiting to break the morning quiet.

Then, the world shattered.

Reality cracked like lightning-struck glass, splitting apart with a sound that made mountains seem silent. The explosion sent their cores into chaos, an invisible force slamming them into the ground with bone-crushing strength. Their bodies pressed into the dirt, lungs fighting for air against the heavy pressure.

Li Hao’s playful demeanor vanished. “What the fuck was that?” The words escaped through gritted teeth.

Li Wei clawed at the ground, composure cracking as he struggled to breathe. “Can’t… move…”

Something deep inside Li Hua snapped awake—an instinct from her past life. Her wind essence erupted, not as a gentle breeze but as something fierce and primal. The air crystallized around them, an invisible dome pushing back against the crushing pressure, her power cutting through with the song of a thousand blades.

“Up!” She seized her brothers’ arms, fingers digging into flesh. “NOW!”

They ran. Not their usual forest sprint, but the desperate flight of prey. Li Hua’s instincts screamed warnings—the explosion’s raw power echoed the falling stars from her nightmare.

Their home appeared through the morning mist as they raced down the familiar path, their enhanced speed turning the landscape into a blur. Each stride brought them closer to the wooden gates, the thatched roof, the stone walls that had sheltered them since birth. The sight should have brought comfort—instead, Li Hua was stunned at what she saw.

Their parents stood in the courtyard, but something about their stance made Li Hua’s blood run cold. Gone was their father’s gentle farmer’s demeanor, replaced by a warrior’s poise she’d never seen before. His hands, usually so careful with seedlings, now traced battle arrays in the air with deadly precision.

Their mother’s usual warm presence had transformed into something deadly—and she wasn’t alone. The spirit beasts that usually lazed around the courtyard had gathered around her, drawn to the mounting danger. The frost tiger’s fur crystallized the very air around it as it prowled the courtyard’s perimeter. The thunder rabbits, normally shy creatures, had taken up flanking positions, their small forms crackling with barely contained lightning. Even the wind fox, who was often playing in their garden, now pressed against their mother’s legs with its hackles raised, letting out low growls that made the morning air vibrate with spiritual essence.

Their father spotted the siblings first, relief flashing across his features like summer lightning—brief but intense. For just a heartbeat, they saw their gentle farmer father again in the way his shoulders sagged with grateful recognition. Then his jaw set, warrior’s instinct overtaking paternal relief.

“Inside,” his voice carried the weight of mountains. “Now.”

Li Hao stepped forward, his face twisted with stubborn determination. “But—”

“The cellar.” Their mother’s tone froze the protest in his throat. She wasn’t looking at them, her eyes fixed on something in the distance none of them could see. The wind fox at her feet let out a low, keening whine that made the hair on Li Hua’s neck stand up.

“Something’s coming.” Their mother’s words carried an edge Li Hua had never heard before—sharp enough to cut, cold enough to burn. When her eyes finally met Li Hua’s, they held a galaxy of unspoken warnings. “No matter what you hear, what you feel, stay in that cellar until we come for you.” Her gaze lingered on Li Hua for a heartbeat longer. “Promise me.”

The last two words carried a weight that made Li Hua’s chest tighten. In her past life, she’d learned to recognize the tone of someone preparing for their last stand. Her throat closed around the promise her mother demanded, even as her mind raced through combat scenarios and escape routes.

The air grew heavier, like the moment before a storm breaks. But this wasn’t natural weather—this was something else. Something wrong. The morning light seemed to dim, as if the sun itself was retreating from what approached.

“Now!” Their father’s voice cracked like a whip. “GO!”

“No, Bàba!” Li Hua shouted back, her voice carrying all the fierce determination of both her lives. “We’re a family! We do this together.” She stepped forward, her wind essence swirling protectively around all of them. “You and Māmā always taught us that true strength comes from standing together. How can you ask us to hide while you face this alone?”

Li Wei moved to stand slightly in front of his siblings, his usual scholarly composure hardened into something more resolute. “Remember what you told me when I first started training?” His water essence rippled around him, reflecting the morning light like scattered diamonds. “That as the eldest, it’s my duty to protect my younger siblings. How can I do that locked in a cellar?”

“You can’t just lock us away!” Li Hao burst out, flames erupting around his clenched fists in response to his emotions. His voice cracked with a mixture of fear and determination. “What about all those stories you told us about the cultivation world? About standing your ground and protecting what matters?” The flames dimmed slightly as he swallowed hard, his next words coming out softer. “You matter. This home matters. And I’d rather face whatever’s coming together than spend the rest of my life wondering if I could have helped save you both.”