Ms. Doctor Divine

After the initial light snowfall of winter, it gained momentum and soon turned into a relentless cascade of heavy snow. Winter had officially set in.

Gary’s warning about the yearly fatalities due to freezing temperatures now made sense.

The cold weather was unforgiving, leaving the inhabitants with limited options.

Fortunately, the blankets crafted by the Five Elements Clan were ready for use.

“Everyone gets one.”

Equipped with these blankets, they could find refuge in bamboo houses, shielding themselves from the biting wind and snow, and maintaining warmth.

As they weren’t yet privileged enough to own cotton clothes, the majority of their time was spent beneath the protective cover of the blankets.

Gu Chaoyan reduced the number of patrollers, leaving only one individual. They took turns guarding, vigilant for any newcomers to the Five Elements Clan.

Aina fashioned an extended covering for the patroller, adding an outer layer of animal skin for extra insulation. In the winter, regardless of the race, cautiousness prevailed, minimizing the risk of danger.

The elderly and children enjoyed a warm environment, leaving them with little to worry about.

Surveying the current state of the Five Elements Clan, Aina couldn’t help but feel like it was a dream—a reality they once dared not imagine. In previous winters, they would shiver beneath thin animal skins.

Several months of winter passed swiftly.

None of the elders of the Five Elements Clan succumbed to the freezing cold.

Occasionally, there were a few who fell ill, but their ailments proved minor, and all eventually recovered. It wasn’t anything serious.

In the past, such a scenario would have been unimaginable.

In previous winters, merely reducing the number of people succumbing to the cold was considered a success.

Spring unfolded across the landscape, gradually melting away the snow. With the advent of spring, the clan members gradually emerged to engage in outdoor activities.

In the past few days, the sorcerer, for the first time, didn’t confine himself to the house. Instead, he roamed freely, discouraging anyone from following him. His destinations remained unknown.

Gu Chaoyan sensed that something was amiss.

There had to be something unusual. She was merely biding her time, waiting for the sorcerer to reveal his intentions.

And indeed…

Three days later, the sorcerer approached her.

“We are almost prepared. Gather your people and head south,” the sorcerer informed Gu Chaoyan.

Moving?

Things were going well here, so why the suggestion to relocate?

The bamboo houses were now complete, and many crops had been planted. With the arrival of spring, days were bound to improve. He must be jesting.

“Why should I heed your advice?” Gu Chaoyan responded with displeasure.

“Tribe Chief, let’s consider the sorcerer’s words. Our clan has a history of migration, and it’s been quite some time since our last one. Besides, we’ve observed in the past two days that the Thunder Fire Clan is also gearing up for migration. If we stay, it might pose a risk,” Gary cautioned.

He genuinely feared that the Tribe Chief’s ingrained bias against sorcerers might impede significant decisions. Sorcerers were seers; if he suggested moving, it signaled an imminent significant event.

Gu Chaoyan shot Gary a glance.

Gary explained, “Typically, if everything is normal, we migrate once per season. However, if there’s a particular reason, it’s not uncommon for us to relocate every month or two.”

“After winter ends, we always plan to move. It’s been our tradition.”

“Firstly, after winter, wild beasts might emerge here, necessitating a change of environment. Secondly, other clans are also on the move. If we linger, it could pose a threat when they encounter my clan…”