"I would ambush their younger generation, then create problems for their business.

Try to look for important information about the family, then spread it to their other enemies. If possible, I would make alliances with them too."

"That is not a bad answer, but Linhua, you forgot something crucial.

You still have a younger generation that is even more talented than you. That is why the Xueqi family chose to do this," Qing Lian said with a voice filled with regret.

She then gazed toward the building where JianNu stayed, then back at LinHua, "This is all my fault. I am too greedy. Both you and MingYue are good people, and I have taken advantage of that.

I know both of you feel indebted to your current master, and I then convinced both of you to stay in my sect despite the lack of resources. I should have let one of you go."

She then shook her head, "Forget it, you youngsters, take care of it between yourselves; I have no right to interfere now.

Just remember, as cultivators, we must act in a way that leaves no heart demon in our hearts. It may give us quick satisfaction or raise our strength quickly, but in the long term, it's not worth it."

LinHua thought QingLian was talking about her unstable cultivation level since she had raised it quickly. "But Sect Master, you know my situation."

"I know, LinHua, but in reality, you have more choices; you just don't want to take a step back. Sometimes, it's better to take one step back before moving two steps forward. You should think about this."

After that, QingLian left her alone, moving to help LinHua's master. It didn't take long for the fight to end since it became one-sided.

Like the first one, the elder, before dying, made an announcement that he did it for MingYue. Even though it's too late, it's better than nothing.

The last elder even used his Qi to make sure the sound was heard all over the sect and surrounding area. For him, as long as the rumor reached the younger generation of their family, losing their lives here was worth it.

QingLian's words struck LinHua's heart, making her reflect on her decision. But it's not only LinHua who heard the sect master's words; JinaHu also heard it.

Her eyes glistened, seeming like she was pondering something.

At the place of conflict, QingLian looked at LinHua's master with a questioning gaze, "Why waste time with him? Should have just finished him quickly."

"If I am the one that kills him, you should know she will get even more mad."

"She is not even here now."

"That doesn't change the fact if she hears about this, she will go feral. You know how she thought about this matter."

"If only we could turn back time," QingLian said with a sigh.

LinHua's master shrugged, "Since the beginning, we already knew the conflict that would happen between those two, even though we never thought it would become like this. She should have prepared."

After saying that, she left.

QingLian sighed, feeling really guilty about what happened.

The cultivation world is always filled with bloodshed, and she hates it. But now, she is the one responsible for making it happen in her own sect.

Taking both of them as core disciples and making them compete with each other, she did this on purpose with the other elder.

The battle is finished, but what happened quickly spreads even more, stirring rumors. If before, the Blue Lotus sect was only thought of as a neutral party, now some start to think they might have something to do with the Xueqi family's demise.

Even though anyone using their brain a little will know their reaction makes sense. The Xueqi elder forced their way to the sect, and they needed to protect their other genius, LinHua, but the populace didn't care.

Gossiping is more fun when there are many things to speculate about, and people start pointing out many questions to make things weirder.

"If they only needed to protect themselves, why did they need to go as far as killing the elder? Couldn't they just knock them down? It's only two elders."

"I'm sure they are going to do suicide since it's the last resort. I understand their feeling. I would do the same if my parent's grave got desecrated, too."

"Even if that is true, they have more cultivators in their place and don't forget it's their home ground. I'm sure they had another way."

"But why would they go that far? Different treatment in sects is normal, but this is between two prodigies, and I heard the one that died is more suitable with the Blue Lotus sect's signature move."

"I honestly think the Xueqi family had something precious, and the Hua family then took it over. The Blue Lotus sect somehow found out about this, then killed the elder to make sure the rumor is not spread."

"How do you even know this?"

"Everyone is talking about it now."

"But doesn't the Hua family conflict with the Xueqi start because of the wife's affair?"

"Who knows? Maybe both happened. It started with the affair, but they discovered something good when attacking the Xueqi family, so the conflict grew now."

Talk like this happened everywhere, each version changing some part of it, but they all have the same conclusion; The Hua family gets something precious when attacking the Xueqi Family.

This rumor reached Situ CuiYing's ears, making her ears perk up.

Other cultivators might not care much about this rumor because there is no conclusive evidence. Only desperate ones will go to baseless rumors. But she was different; she already suspected this.

In the inn at Daiying City, Situ Cuiying hadn't changed places; she was waiting for news from the subordinate she sent out.

"Is the Blue Lotus sect involved?" she asked herself.

If it's true, it will be more complicated for Cuiying since her family has a good relationship with the Blue Lotus sect. Even though it's not that close, they often exchange information with each other.

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