Chapter 98: Decision

The master’s position was like a spark of light in the darkness, while my position was like throwing a handful of dry firewood into the fire.

At this moment, I felt footsteps behind me, followed by different voices and expressions, but they all said the same thing… that is, everyone here has chosen to fight without hesitation, giving up the ten years of stability and comfort, the holy land of cultivation that others have dreamed of.

Sister Jenny looked at all of us with a calm gaze and turned towards the big table… Without her saying a word, Old Bai didn’t dare to take us to ring the prayer drum. He just stood there muttering to himself. What? My Snow Mountain lineage has a big family and a big business, and this is going to be sacrificed? What? My Snow Mountain lineage has lived a stable life for too long, and this is going to hurt the bones?

I was surprised. This battle is mainly our battle, and we want the support of the Snow Mountain clan. But I think this support is at most to suppress the forces that are itching to move, and it is still us who will face off with Yang Sheng. What does this Elder Bai mean by muttering like this?

However, before I could think any further, I heard a deafening sound of a clap on the table. If the table hadn’t been there, I would have believed that it had exploded.

However, there was only a clear palm print left on the table, just like in a martial arts movie, which was even more terrifying because it showed control of force.

“Sit back down, all of you. Do you want to knock my table over today?” Sister Jenny was obviously angry, and when she got angry, even my master dared not say a word. They all sat back down, silent as mice, not daring to make a sound.

Our attitude was firm, but it didn’t mean that we dared to really anger Sister Jenny. It wasn’t fear, but a respect from the bottom of our hearts.

Sister Jenny sat back down in her chair, and unlike before, she looked a little more serious. She stared at us for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking. Elder Bai, on the other hand, swayed back and forth, as if he was tired from standing.

“If you’re tired, sit down,” Jenny suddenly said, but she was actually talking to the white elder.

“Where should I sit?” The Elder Bai replied carefully, as if he was not completely afraid of Jenny’s “authority.”

“Anywhere, as long as you don’t get in my way.” Jenny looked at the white elder, and her expression made people think that her patience was running out.

Without saying a word, Elder Bai immediately sat down on the ground, and he dared not mutter any more.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the cave fell silent again, and even the only lively person, Elder Bai, began to look away and focus on his breathing.

But Jenny didn’t want to put pressure on us to show her anger. After a moment of silence, she finally spoke up: “Once, that person, your master, Lao Li, said to me, ‘What is the relationship between fate and thoughts? Do thoughts determine fate, or does fate determine everything?'”

When she talked about our master, Jenny seemed a little agitated. She rummaged around on the table and took out her flask, took a sip, and then lit a cigar. She didn’t really want to smoke, but perhaps Jenny needed the smell of the smoke to calm her down.

“He replied to me, ‘Destiny is never a straight line, but a complex network of tributaries. From the source, no one can fully see the final direction of the flow of water… In other words, which path is the mainstream of your true destiny? After saying this, he asked me, ‘Do you understand this explanation? At the time, I seemed to understand but not understand. I subconsciously asked, ‘Before the age of three, people’s lives are chaotic. And it is also said that people look old after the age of three. Is there any connection between these two? At this point, Jenny looked at us.

Then she sighed and continued, “The next sentence is something I will never forget in my life. Old Li said to me, ‘Yes, before the age of three, one’s character is uncertain and one’s destiny is chaotic, but after the age of three, one’s basic character is formed and one’s destiny can be touched. Destiny only sets up countless possibilities for a person, but how to walk is a matter of the heart. For one thing, destiny gives the way, thinking is the choice, and the heart is the power. In the end, the natural retribution is different. Therefore, the relationship between the mind and fate is that fate gives the scope, but the outcome is up to you.

As she spoke, Sister Jenny seemed to be lost in her own memories, and her eyes became misty as she followed the smoke.

As we sat around, all of us were lost in thought. Master Li was truly a figure to be admired. In just a few words, he had explained the complicated relationship between fate and the human heart… It was as if a light had been shed on the issue.

But what did Jenny mean when she suddenly started talking about this?

Fortunately, Jenny quickly came back to her senses and said, “I’m telling you this because I want to say that thoughts are also part of fate. And I’ve always felt that a strong mind is a strong mind about one’s own fate. This is the most tenacious force in the world, and no one can stop it. You have shown me such a strong mind, and what is my heart of protection compared to that? If I am old Li’s obsession, this obsession will continue to fall on you, determined to protect the traces he left behind, but I never really knew what he wanted.

Jenny’s words were a bit sad, and the smoke covered her face, making it difficult to see her expression.

But what can we say? Both Master and Jenny are our elders, and what their relationship is like is not something we can judge.

“Well, that’s all I have to say. Since you have chosen your fate, go and ring the prayer drum!” As she spoke, Jenny waved her hand to disperse the smoke in front of her, and her appearance returned to its usual strong and capable self. She then said, “Don’t blame me for not reminding you, the Snow Mountain lineage is not so simple. It will strictly follow the revelations left by the three ancestors. And this year, once the prayer drum is rung, the three paths you face will be the most difficult to walk. Get ready.”

“Why?” I was probably the most casual person with Sister Jenny, and at this time I couldn’t help but ask a question.

This question was previously brought to the attention of Master and myself by Elder Bai, and now that it has been brought up again by Jenny, I really want to understand why. Why did the three Ancestors’ revelations just happen to be revealed to us? Are we just exceptionally unlucky?

“Hmph, you have the nerve to ask.” At this time, Elder Bai finally stood up, looking at me and Master with a hundred percent dissatisfaction, and even the smile he often used to disguise himself disappeared.

“Because this also determines the fate of the Snow Mountain lineage. Is this answer satisfactory to you?” After saying this, Jenny threw away the cigar in her hand again, stood up very gracefully, and then walked towards us, with the heels of her shoes making a crisp sound on the ground.

She snapped her fingers and said, “Let’s go. Today I want to see if you stubborn guys can actually ring the prayer drum… or if someone else will ring it.”

As she spoke, Jenny’s head disappeared into the cave, and we looked at each other and quickly followed her out.

I was walking in the middle when Hui Gen finally couldn’t hold back his excitement and gave me a bear hug, calling out, “Brother!” I reached out to touch his bald head, but found that the kid seemed to have grown a little taller, and it was a bit more difficult to touch.

I was puzzled in my heart, is this Hui Gen’er’s second growth? But I didn’t expect Sun Qiang to suddenly jump to my side, then pull Hui Gen’er away and say seriously, “Call him Brother Two.”

“Ah?” After all, Qiangzi was not like this before, and Huigen was a bit uncomfortable with this “type” of Qiangzi for a while.

“Why? You and I are both the younger brothers of Brother Chengyi. Am I older than you? Shouldn’t I be called the second brother?” Qiangzi said seriously.

“Oh.” Hui Gen’er scratched his head and obediently called him “second brother.” Qiangzi immediately smiled, but at this moment, Hui Gen’er suddenly looked at Qiangzi and stopped in his tracks.

Naturally, Master Hui was most concerned about Hui Gen’er’s situation. He couldn’t help but ask, “What’s going on?”

“Master, my new tattoo is really hot. It started to burn just when my brother grabbed me.” Hui Gen’er said innocently.

I also heard this conversation, and my heart moved, and suddenly I thought of something.