The Lazy Cultivator

Part 10: Other Wasted Nobles

Lin Zhu had guessed, already, the fight became one-sided when one by one the guards of the carriage fell down because the focus of the fight was divided so that the enemy was able to take them down and as expected of a cultivator moreover a bandit, a bandit, they are very easy to eliminate someone's life without feeling guilty at all.

Do they not think that the person he killed had someone who would be saddened by the passing of the person he killed? This was what made Lin Zhu sick of being a cultivator, actually having strength above normal humans so they could do their best.

Help or not huh?, thought Lin Zhu. At this time He is still sitting quietly in the tree, the fight in front of him only he considers as entertainment. Lin Zhu lazily acts as ‘hero’ and honestly He doesn't want to get involved in any fight. Lin Zhu also did not know whether the person inside the carriage was worth saving or not, the experience from his previous life taught Lin Zhu not to easily trust or help someone. Lin Zhu was afraid that he would be taken advantage of.

Lin Zhu stared at the tree he was staying in, coincidentally the leaves were small and had taper tips. He decided to help from afar, Lin Zhu retracted 15 leaves according to the number of bandits that still survived.

Lin Zhu poured his black yet extremely pure Qi on the leaves he picked. His Qi became black after he soaked in the four-yin pool whereas the previous Qi that Lin Zhu had was blue which meant that Lin Zhu was more inclined towards the water-elemental style. Lin Zhu condensed his Qi until the originally fragile and easily torn leaves became hard as steel, slowly He released strands after strands of leaves in his hand until the leaves floated in the air. The movement of the leaf was in line with Lin Zhu's hand movements because Lin Zhu was the one controlling it, it was a difficult thing to do if you did not have a deep understanding of Qi and mental energy but for Lin Zhu it was very easy, as easy as breathing.

Lin Zhu's fingers played controlling the leaf that had been transformed into a deadly weapon like he was controlling a kite, the expression of his face that was always indifferent made him seem lazy and arrogant then by flicking his finger the leaves were darting quickly without anyone realizing it. Darting fast without sound and air of existence to penetrate the left chest of every bandit cultivator who was there in a landslide until in one breath only the bandits collapsed on the ground, die in surprise without knowing who killed them.

It was a soundless firing technique, though, people who could master this technique usually used steel balls as weapon medium however since Lin Zhu had deep knowledge of Qi and mental energy to the extent that the apapu he was holding could turn into a weapon deadly, even a soft gushing wind would become a long sword blade when Lin Zhu had already acted. All of that was the prowess of Lin Zhu in the past, the prowess that earned him the nickname of a walking weapon swordsman. Come to think of it first He had many nicknames, only the best known was Xiao Qi the holy swordsman.

On the other hand the remaining guards instead of feeling relieved because the enemy was wiped out they were even more vigilant with a deathly pale face, they found it difficult to fight the bandits while suddenly the bandits died with a wound on the chest left without them knowing what the cause of the wound was.

“What's uncle?” a young man came out of the carriage, he was suddenly suspicious because the atmosphere suddenly became quiet and decided to come out after peeking that the outside was safe.

“Young master, why are you out? You better stay quiet because the situation is not safe” said one of the guards who is the head of the guard who is in charge of escorting the young man before him to exile.

“Don't if I died your job would be easier? You should have run away when the bandits came” the young man spoke calmly but very piercingly, the remaining guard just lowered his head without daring to speak.

“You think I'm stupid? I just lost my cultivation talent, my brain didn't go away to make me stupid. Only a fool would not realize what really happened, since when did the Wu clan lack bodyguards to the bodyguards sent to escort me to the seclusion of only 15 people with the highest power realm is only a sky knight stage?” the young man's originally calm voice turned furious.

He was Wu Ji Han, the number one genius of the Wu clan who was highly respected even by the nobles. Being born to a large clan and being the son of a clan leader made him so highly valued and respected that he lost his cultivation talent due to an invading scheme devised by people who were jealous of his talent. He was attacked by 5 wild cultivators who were already at the General stage while being alone, was injured so badly and his dantian was destroyed wasn't it a miracle that he still survived?

He believed that there were people who became the mastermind in the attack because the news about him who could not cultivate spread quickly, he who was always adored was now insulted like a piece of trash. His father who originally loved him very much now even had the heart to isolate or his abusive language throw himself out of shame with the gossip of people around him.

Wu Ji Han didn't understand, He just lost his cultivation talent. He did not lose his status as the son of a clan leader until he was disappointed when he was banished, Ji Han did not even care about his ridicule but when his own family was even able to throw it away, the disappointment turned into anger. The second that the train that drove him out of the gate of the Wu clan, in that second he also considered that his family was dead and he was no longer a ‘Wu’.

Ji Han was fed up with people who thought cultivation talent was important, he did not understand why anyone envied his talent to do evil whereas Ji Han always treated someone well.

Although often revered, Ji Han was not a high-hearted child. He had always been a beloved young master due to his gentle and humble nature, he had never treated others badly just because of his status. Even His servants were treated the same, so Ji Han wanted to know what was the truth of the mistake He had made until He deserved this kind of humiliation?

Is it because he was born with above average talent? If it is not his fault, he never asked to be born with that talent. If you can choose maybe He prefers to be born as a farm boy who although living a simple life but at least He does not need to live in competition.

“There are other wasted children, is this now becoming popular among the nobility?” muttered Lin Zhu as he listened to the words of the young man whom he guessed to be older than him.

To Be Continued