The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 274: Chapter 264: The Guardian Of Hope Braves Against All Odds

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Chapter 264: The Guardian Of Hope Braves Against All Odds Listen While Reading: The Three Kingdoms and Fire Horses ----- The Young Hue Xian walked back to the town after three years of training, intending to end the abuse of someone who had been residing in that small village for years now, a cultivator who had not only mercilessly slaughtered mortals once but many times throughout the years. News about people living in the streets getting turned into mincemeat constantly reached her, and when she heard from one of the children she took care of that he had once more killed another child that ended tripping in front of him by accident, she knew she had to take care of this. The village only had mortals, protected by a small sect whose headquarters were quite far away. The cultivator, the panda man I had seen before, was a wandering warrior that decided to stay in that village for a couple of years for no other reason than because he wanted to. He saw the lives of mortals as nothing but mere pebbles he could kick in the road. The people were helpless, and the cultivators of the sect that supposedly protected that village did not respond nor came to the mortal’s help. After all, he only abused poor people they didn’t cared about; as long as he didn’t hurt the high society mortals that made the most money and that owned the farms, they were happy he was cleaning “the trash” for them. Any iteration of the world of Murim is always an incredibly harsh world; sociopathic tendencies are ingrained within their very societies due to the ruthlessness of cultivation and the tremendous difference in power between mortals and cultivators, and even amongst cultivators of different ranks. I don’t know if this is something intended by the Heavenly Golden Dragon or simply something that happens in every Murim no matter what, but even in this world of beast people, it was rampant murder everywhere, for the littlest of things. A society born in violence and bloodshed, in abuse and exploitation, even worse than Earth itself, perhaps even worse than many other worlds out there… “Are you sure you’re going, Hue Xian?! He’ll kill you!” “Please reconsider it! We can live peacefully here… We don’t need to get involved with a cultivator!” “Hue Xian!” The children were trying to convince Hue Xian that what she was doing was foolish, courting death was something people like them, mortals, couldn’t do! If a cultivator told them to strip and dance naked over the mud, they would do it. If a cultivator told them to offer their bodies to them, they would have to spread their legs. Even if a cultivator told them to eat their own hands… They would have to do it. If they wanted to live, that’s it… And life was a precious gift that even the most miserable insect didn’t want to let go of… Yet Hue Xian’s resolve was already resolute. The power of Hope driving her; she simply couldn’t stop now. “This is something I have to do with the power you’ve all given to me… If I don’t use it for good, then what purpose does it have?” she wondered. “This is the power of Hope, and I will use it to bring even more Hope to the masses.” “Y-You’re insane!” The black cat boy, Ku Zi, cried. “If you go… You’re going to get killed; he’s invincible! Cultivators are invincible! Mortals… mortals can’t do anything… We can only escape and hide! We can’t cultivate without being born into a big family; we would only risk dying if we tried opening our meridians forcefully… like every other person that tries to defy their fate…” “You might have the power of Hope or whatever… But you’re still not a complete cultivator, Hue Xian! At least… wait a bit longer?” Ku Zi wondered. “I can’t…” Hue Xian sighed, looking at the boy’s eyes with her golden pearl-shaped eyes. “I cannot let this continue anymore. If I train more, even more people will die. And knowing I can stop him with this power, that they died… It would all be my fault. I have the power; I could have stopped him even before… But I was afraid,