Imperfection

The sun was rising as countless light rays gradually superseding the darkness and rouse humans from their slumber. Heaven and Earth were imperfect, yet seemingly perfect at the same time.

In the Dai Xin continent, all living creatures were proactively seeking the Heavenly Dao. They were pursuing power and eternal life by observing the Heavenly Law of the world.

Humans who had attained some degree of understanding toward the law of the world was known as Cultivator.

Within an average house, a pair of husband and wife was happily having their breakfast. They sat opposite each other by a squared table. By the side, there's a small baby around two years of age.

The wife was called Hong Xing, whereas the husband was called Tian Lang. They were also cultivators who were pursuing the Heavenly Dao. However, their cultivation was stuck ever since Hong Xin gave birth to their son over a year ago.

To this, they can only grit their teeth and persevere, meditate and cultivate hard every day.

Tian Lang was also at lost of what to do with this. Hong Xing had to give birth to her son. Thus, it was understandable that she would face some problems. On the contrary, he didn't give birth, why was he also stuck?

While Tian Lang was silently lamenting about his cultivation progress, Hong Xing was feeding her son with love and dedication in her eyes. Clearly, she was not the type of person who would keep lamenting about these things like Tian Lang.

Hong Xing blew the spoon a few times to cool down the porridge before feeding it to Tian Feng. "Xiao Feng! Open your mouth wide. Ah..."

Seeing his beautiful wife made that kind of cute expression, Tian Lang chuckled lightly then said, "How is it, Xiao Feng? Isn't your mom's cookings the best?"

Hong Xing broke into a smile. She unreservedly threw a loving gaze toward Tian Lang but didn't say anything in the end.

Tian Feng nodded, then only after he swallowed all the food in his mouth did he replied. "Right! Dad is right! Mom's cooking is undoubtedly the best in the world."

The atmosphere turned lively upon Tian Feng's remark. Hong Xing suddenly has an urge to tease her cute son. Thus, she put on a big smile before picking him up onto her lap. "Eh... Xiao Feng! Who taught you to flatter girls like this, huh?" Then she pinched his nose a few times before continued, "You're so small, yet you're already so good at flattering. In the future, I won't have to worry that you can't find a girlfriend."

"Mom... I was just speaking the truth," Tian Feng half-heartedly protested. In the meantime, he thought that this is the happiness a family should have. This level of intimacy. This much tenderness.

Even after a few years of marriage, Tian Lang still hasn't changed one bit. The same could be said about Hong Xing. The husband and wife were looking at each other, silently expressing their love, completely forgot the existence of Tian Feng.

In life, there were good things and bad things, but what really matters were these little things.

Looking at his parents, Tian Feng fell into deep thought. One simply cannot have everything, likewise cannot be perfect in every aspect.

In his previous life, he strived to be a perfectionist only to lose everything. Now, he was given a second chance at life after his sudden transmigration from Earth.

Would he repeat the same mistake?

Of course not.

At this moment, he felt that although his family may not be the best, it was definitely the greatest for him.

Nothing is perfect. Life itself is the embodiment of imperfection. In fact, it was due to this shortcoming that life became interesting and worth living.

Time flies in moments of happiness.

After enjoying this precious family time, Tian Feng went back to his room to resume his practice. Tian Lang and Hong Xing also went out to take care of their day to day business.

It has been almost one year since Tian Feng transmigrated to this world. When he first woke up in the body of a one-year-old toddler, he was shocked silly. Soon afterward, he realized that almost everything which has direct connections with him remained the same, included his parents' appearance and his body.

Later on, after his shock subsided, he felt excited at the idea of transmigrating into a new world. He started expecting for an OP system or some kind of cheat to be activated. However, despite waiting for almost a year, his dream system didn't appear.

Tian Feng decided to tell his parents that he remembered his past life as soon as he was capable of talking because he couldn't endure acting like a baby anymore. Unexpectedly, his parents believed him.

Tian Feng learned of the differences between the two worlds from asking his parents.

This world was his dream world—the world of cultivation.

Although he had a tingling feeling when he first arrived, he was not entirely sure. Only after seeing his father demonstrate a seemingly magical technique did he finally assured.

A strong desire to become the strongest being welled up from deep within his heart. Without any respite, he asked his father to teach him cultivation, and his father also agreed without hesitation.

With unwavering determination and boundless enthusiasm, Tian Feng was fully ready to embark on his cultivation journey. However, his vigorous spirit got destroyed a few hours later.

It turned out that the way of cultivation was much more profound than his initial assumption. As an absolute beginner, he had to start learning how to sense Qi from the surroundings, but that wasn't even the first problem.

At first, he couldn't even maintain the lotus position for fifteen minutes. There were times when he fell asleep and fell off the bed. The pain almost made him give up on cultivation entirely. It took him several weeks of perseverance before he can finally sit in the lotus position for several hours.

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Inside his room, Tian Feng sat on his bed in the lotus position. Just like the usual, he steeled his resolution before starting his meditation. "Since I don't have any cheat or system like those MC, I must work hard and become stronger by myself."

Day and night exchanged place countless times as Tian Feng diligently practice his breathing exercise while trying to sense the so-called Qi.