Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

"My hometown was once a peaceful paradise." Zhu Weng's voice became low, as if he was lost in distant memories. "The people there lived in harmony with the world and lived a peaceful life, working from sunrise to sunset."

His gaze drifted off into the distance, revealing a trace of sadness that was difficult to conceal. "Until one day, a group of evil wizards in black robes arrived. They called themselves Necromancers, and possessed the evil power to control the dead."

Baiyun and Nasus both held their breath. They had never seen Zhu Weng look so serious, and they felt vaguely uneasy in their hearts.

"Those mages slaughtered the villagers wantonly and imprisoned their souls, turning them into mindless puppets for them to control." Zhu Weng's voice began to tremble. "My parents, my wife, and my children were all killed and turned into zombies!"

Having said that, Zhu Weng clenched his fists suddenly, his joints made crackling sounds, and his eyes were filled with hatred and anger.

"I watched with my own eyes as they, my relatives, friends, and neighbors, turned into soulless monsters and attacked me..."

At this point, Zhu Weng's voice choked up and tears streamed down his cheeks. Baiyun and Nasus hurried forward to comfort him.

"Master..."

"Master..."

"Child," Zhu Weng took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and continued, "I was just like you at that time, heartbroken and wanted to go with them. However, every time I wanted to give up, I would think of their voices and smiles, and their love for me."

He patted Bai Yun's hand and said earnestly: "My child, you must remember that living on is the best consolation for your deceased relatives. You must carry their hopes, live bravely, and see this beautiful world for them."

Bai Yun looked at Zhu Weng with tearful eyes. The master's words were like a ray of warm sunshine, shining into his gloomy heart.

"Master, you are right. I can't just give up like this!" Bai Yun clenched his fists, his eyes gradually becoming firmer. "I will cheer up, I will become stronger, I will find the murderer who killed them and avenge them!"

Zhu Weng nodded with relief, "Child, it's good that you can figure it out. You have to believe that your relatives definitely don't want to see you lose your hope."

He paused and continued, "Child, actually, you don't have to be too pessimistic. Think about it, you didn't find the bodies of your mother and the villagers, right?"

Bai Yun was stunned for a moment, thinking carefully about the scene at that time. Indeed, apart from the blood all over the ground, he did not find any corpse.

"What you mean is..." A glimmer of hope flashed in Bai Yun's eyes.

Zhu Weng nodded, "Yes, maybe they were not killed, but just captured."

"Captured? Or maybe rescued?" Bai Yun muttered to himself, and suddenly the figure of Xue Lao appeared in his mind. "Yes, Xue Lao! Xue Lao was a powerful Titled Douluo in the past. Although his strength has greatly decreased now, maybe he still has some special secret method to temporarily burst out his strength. Maybe it was Xue Lao who saved us!"

Thinking of this, a blazing fire of hope ignited in Bai Yun's heart. Yes, everything is possible. He cannot give up. He must find his mother and the villagers. He must confirm their safety with his own eyes!

Bai Yun's mind kept popping up with his mother's gentle smile and Elder Xue's kind face. He knew that he had to find them as soon as possible! However, how could it be easy for him to find them alone in such a vast sea of ​​people?

He clenched his fists and thought to himself, "I need strength, strength that can help me! If I create my own power, I can gather more people and find my mother and Elder Xue faster!"

Thinking of this, Bai Yun's heart was ablaze with fire. He stood up suddenly and said to Zhu Weng excitedly: "Master, I have made up my mind. I have decided to create my own power!"

Zhu Weng put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Bai Yun kindly, and asked: "Oh? What made you suddenly have such an idea?"

Bai Yun took a deep breath and said firmly, "Master, I can't just sit there and wait for death! I must find my mother and Elder Xue, and creating my own power is the quickest and most effective way!"

He paused and continued, "Master, think about it, if I have my own power, I can gather more people, spread the news more widely, and find my mother and Elder Xue faster!"

Zhu Weng stroked his beard and looked at Bai Yun with satisfaction. "I am very pleased that you have such determination. It is not easy to establish a power. There are still many things you need to consider."

"First of all, you need a resounding name, a name that can unite people and make people tremble in fear!" Nasus said in a muffled voice. As an ancient creature from the Shurima Desert, he has his own unique insights on how to establish deterrence.

Bai Yun lowered his head in thought, various names kept flashing through his mind, but he rejected them one by one.

"Sky Eagle? No, that's too cliche."

"Thunderous Fury? No, it's too conspicuous."

"Shadow Blade? No, it's too dark."

……

Bai Yun thought of many names, but rejected them one by one. He knew that a good name should not only sound good, but also reflect the purpose and philosophy of the organization.

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes burning, and spoke in a firm tone as if he was making a promise: "Master, Nasus, I want to establish an organization called 'White Cloud Palace'!"

"Baiyun Palace?" Zhu Weng and Nasus exchanged a puzzled look. This name was not what they expected.

Bai Yun seemed to see through their confusion and explained, "I want my mother and Mr. Xue to know it's me when they hear this name! I want them to come to me on their own initiative!"

Zhu Weng patted Baiyun's shoulder with satisfaction, "Okay! Kid, let's call it 'Baiyun Palace'! You will definitely be able to find them!"

Although Nasus didn't quite understand the meaning of "family affection", seeing Bai Yun so determined, he nodded.