Chapter 107: What will You Do?

LinHua took another sip of tea and then excused JiaNu since she wanted to be left alone.

After some talk with her, LinHua realized JiaNu could not understand her, even though it was interesting to know her perspective. That is not what LinHua wanted now.

Looking toward the sky, she mumbled, "A friend, huh? What a foolish thought."

But her ear perked up as she heard some disturbance from a distance away.

In the sky, a streak of light was coming toward her at a fast speed.

Linhua quickly took her sword out. Anyone who dared to attack her sect was not someone she could underestimate.

Bam! One figure landed in front of Linhua, while the other one changed direction, seemingly in a fight with someone else.

Looking at the person who came, Linhua's eyes widened; she recognized him as an elder from the Xueqi family.

If she hadn't known what had happened afterward, Linhua would have already asked him why this was not what they agreed on.

The Elder from the Xueqi family knew he didn't have much time.

He pointed his sword toward Linhua, concentrating all his Qi at the tip.

Without wasting time, he used all his strength to thrust forward while he screamed, "This is for our genius, MingYue!"

At the side, JiaNu watched all this with cold eyes. If anyone saw her now, they would find this strange; a commoner usually would have many emotions. Either they hide in fear, run, or watch with excitement.

But no one realized that JiaNu was watching everything from the gap in her window.

Outside, the tip of the blade had already reached close to Linhua's face, but she didn't move at all. Her face was still calm because she knew she was not alone.

Clang! A sword tore through the air; even though the sword moved with grace, the Qi contained inside it was not something a nascent soul cultivator could underestimate.

The moment the swords clashed, it exploded, creating a shockwave that pushed the Xueqi elder back, but Linhua wasn't moved; the shockwave turned into a normal breeze of wind when it reached her face.

A petal of blue lotus then appeared like a whirlwind, and the sect leader of the Blue Lotus appeared in it.

With a complicated gaze, she sighed, "I already gave you a way out; why would you choose this?"

Cough! The Xueqi family elder threw up blood as his hand clenched over his chest, "Sect leader Qing, despite your young age, as leader of the sect, I am sure you understand my choice."

"It doesn't change the fact you make things hard for me," Qing replied as her long blue hair fluttered in the wind, the blue petals moved all around her, and her hourglass body walked gracefully toward the Xueqi family elder.

Her sapphire blue eyes that adorned her beautiful face flickered for a moment before she decisively executed the final attack.

Despite her face, which looked like a teenager filled with innocence, Qing Lian has faced many experiences in life.

She has taken the mantle of Sect leader at a young age. Usually, someone becomes a sect leader at age 200 or more. Even though the Xueqi family patriarch is 300 years old, Qing Lian took the mantle when she was only 60.

In Alex's world, sixty would be treated as elderly; even with the advent of mana, this doesn't change.

They only become healthier and younger in appearance, but not as exaggerated as cultivators. 100, 200, 300, it's nothing compared to their long lifespan.

A nascent soul cultivator at the late stage can easily live for a thousand years. Even those at the foundation stage can live for one hundred to two hundred years.

As for the commoners, they usually have a lifespan of eighty years, but it's very rare for that to happen. Usually, they die by accident before they reach that age.

Just like every sect, the Blue Lotus also has its own enemies and tragedies, but Linhua doesn't know the details about it, nor does MingYue. Usually, a sect would tell their younger generation this to make sure they knew their enemy, but the Blue Lotus sect didn't do anything like this.

The tip of Qing Lian's sword pierced the Xueqi elder's heart; she then took it out and, with one motion, cut his head off.

Blood spurted out. She then flicked her sword, cleaning it from all the blood.

Her hand then made a motion, taking the Xueqi Elder's body to her storage ring.

She looked toward the distance where Linhua's master fought against the other Xueqi Elder. Her eyes then turned toward Linhua.

Linhua bowed, then swiftly said, "Thank you, sect leader."

Qing Lian nodded. She then asked, "Do you know why they decided to do this, Linhua?"

Linhua put a thought to it and then shook her head; they agreed with her proposal. For them to suddenly get emotional over MingYue's death didn't make sense at all; the only possibility is because of the conflict with her family.

But if that is the reason, they would do better by attacking businesses owned by the Hua family.

As cultivators, it's easy for them to ambush the businesses run by commoners, which would become a big headache for her family.

"What would you do if you were in their position then?"

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"That is not their position, Linhua. Their position is that of an Elder.

Even though they have a respected title as Elder, in reality, they are no more than washed-up cultivators who have already reached the end of their potential.

Now think again, what would you do in that situation?"

Linhua turned silent; she didn't know what to answer. The first thing that appeared in her mind was to run away, but if it were her family that died, her parents, she couldn't just run away.

Her heart would be filled with hate and a desire to take revenge, but without potential, what could she do?