Myth Beyond Heaven

Chapter 2703: Choices

As Yun Lintian and Bai Ying left the Meng Clan manor, a sense of quiet determination settled between them. The air was still thick with the lingering scent of blood and the echoes of past conflicts.

"What is your next plan?" Yun Lintian asked, his voice calm and steady, breaking the silence.

Bai Ying paused, her gaze shifting towards the horizon. "I will find the Bai Clan's descendants," she replied, her voice resolute. "I will bring them back and continue to protect them."

Yun Lintian nodded, his expression thoughtful. "And how long do you plan to protect them?"

Bai Ying fell silent, her gaze shifting towards the ground. She knew that her enemy was not merely a clan, but the Profound Mystery Sect, a force that spanned across realms. To protect the descendants indefinitely was an unrealistic goal.

"I… I don't know," she admitted, her voice laced with a hint of uncertainty. "I will do everything in my power."

Yun Lintian's gaze softened, his expression filled with understanding.

"There are three options before you," he said, his voice calm and measured. "First, you can protect them and wait for the enemy to come knocking at your door. Second, you can take them away and hide them, hoping they will never be found. Or third, you can eliminate the enemy entirely."

Bai Ying's eyes widened, her gaze snapping towards Yun Lintian. "Eliminate them?" she repeated, her voice filled with a mix of disbelief and hope. "But… the Profound Mystery Sect…"

"Is powerful," Yun Lintian finished, his voice calm and steady. "But not invincible."

He paused, his gaze meeting Bai Ying's. "Which option will you choose?"

Bai Ying's mind raced, her thoughts swirling with conflicting emotions. She knew that the first two options were merely delaying the inevitable. The Profound Mystery Sect would eventually find them, and the cycle of vengeance would continue.

"The third option," she said, her voice filled with a newfound resolve. "I will eliminate them."

Yun Lintian nodded, his expression approving. "Then let us begin. We will find the Profound Mystery God, and we will end this."

Bai Ying stared at Yun Lintian for a while and asked, "Who are you exactly? Do you know that you are talking about a True God here?"

Yun Lintian paused, his gaze meeting Bai Ying's. A faint smile played on his lips. "It does not matter who I am," he said, his voice calm and steady. "What matters is that I am a friend of the White Tiger God Clan."

Bai Ying's eyes narrowed, her gaze searching Yun Lintian's face. She knew that he was no ordinary cultivator. His power was immense, his presence exuded an aura of ancient strength, and his words carried a weight that belied his calm demeanor.

She looked at Linlin, perched on Yun Lintian's shoulder, her bright eyes twinkling with amusement. Linlin smiled, a gentle, reassuring smile that seemed to ease Bai Ying's doubts.

"You can trust him, Aunty," Linlin said, her voice soft and clear. "He is my brother."

Bai Ying's gaze shifted back to Yun Lintian, her expression softening slightly. In fact, she had never truly doubted Yun Lintian's intentions, as he possessed the White Tiger God royal bloodline. It was impossible for a Royal White Tiger God to give their blood origin to a mortal if they didn't trust him completely.

With a final glance at the Meng Clan manor, Yun Lintian's group departed from Sunlight City. They moved with a swiftness that belied their calm demeanor, leaving behind the city steeped in the aftermath of their actions.

As they ventured further away, a storm began to brew within Sunlight City. The Meng Clan, true to their word, initiated their operation. Under the cover of the gathering darkness and the rising winds, they moved with ruthless efficiency, striking at the other major clans.

The once-proud clans, weakened by the earlier conflict and caught off guard by the Meng Clan's sudden betrayal, were overwhelmed. Flames erupted, cries echoed, and the city descended into chaos. The Meng Clan, now wielding the full force of their accumulated power, systematically eradicated their former allies.

The incident was swift and brutal. Within a short span of time, the once-powerful clans of Sunlight City were reduced to ashes. The Meng Clan, now the sole dominant force, seized control of the city, their actions leaving a trail of destruction in their wake.

News of the massacre spread like wildfire, reaching the ears of the Profound Mystery Sect. The sudden annihilation of the major clans, coupled with the reports of Yun Lintian's group's involvement, sent shockwaves through the sect.

"They dare to defy us!" a high-ranking elder roared, his face flushed with anger. "Find them! Bring them to me, dead or alive!"

The Profound Mystery Sect, their authority challenged and their pride wounded, mobilized their forces. Teams of cultivators, their eyes burning with a thirst for vengeance, were dispatched to hunt down Yun Lintian's group.

They fanned out across the surrounding regions, their senses sharpened, their determination unwavering. They would not rest until they had captured those who dared to disrupt their plans.

Meanwhile, Yun Lintian's group continued their journey, unaware of the storm they had unleashed. They finally arrived in a relatively large town where the Bai Clan's descendants lived.

Upon entering the town, Bai Ying's senses immediately sharpened. She felt a faint, yet unmistakable, resonance – the lingering aura of the Bai Clan's bloodline. Following the subtle trail, they arrived at a secluded courtyard, hidden amidst the bustling marketplace.

As they approached, a group of figures emerged, their faces a mix of apprehension and hope. Upon seeing Bai Ying, their eyes widened, and they fell to their knees.

"Lord White Tiger!" they exclaimed, their voices filled with reverence.

Bai Ying's heart swelled with a mix of joy and sorrow. She had finally found them, the remnants of her clan. But the joy was tempered by the knowledge of what they had lost.

"Rise," she said, her voice gentle.

The descendants, a mix of young and old, rose, their eyes filled with tears.

"Thankfully, you are safe and sound, Lord White Tiger," A middle-aged man called Bai Zi spoke up.

"I'm sorry," Bai Ying said sadly. "I couldn't protect the clan."

"It wasn't your fault, Lord White Tiger," Bai Zi said. "It was our own incompetence that led to this tragedy."

As they talked, Yun Lintian, who had remained silent, suddenly sensed a subtle shift in the air. A group of cultivators, their auras radiating a cold, predatory energy, had entered the town.

Yun Lintian's eyes turned cold as he muttered. "Their noses are quite sharp, huh?"

Bai Ying's eyes narrowed, her expression hardening. "How many?"

"A small group," Yun Lintian replied. "Their leader is at the God Ascension Realm."

"They must have noticed you a long time ago," Yun Lintian said, his voice calm but firm, addressing Bai Zi and the others. "You cannot stay here any longer."

Bai Zi's face paled, his eyes filled with anxiety. "What should we do?" he asked, his voice trembling.

"We should move," Yun Lintian replied, his gaze shifting towards Bai Ying. "And perhaps leave this realm entirely."

Bai Ying frowned deeply. She knew that Yun Lintian's suggestion was not merely a precaution, but a necessity. The Profound Mystery Sect's reach was vast, and their pursuit would be relentless.

"We will leave," Bai Ying declared, her voice resolute. "We will find a safe haven, far from their grasp."

"Good," Yun Lintian said, nodding in approval. "Take everyone out of town first. I will deal with the enemy here."