I Built A Family Of Immortal Cultivators

Chapter 263: Lin Xueze's Departure

Upon learning the news, Lin Qing smiled. In his opinion, Lin Yuanwu should be the one to make the decision.

Lin Yuanwu did not resist. He had met many women, but he had not agreed to any of them. According to him, he didn't find them appealing.

This was not because Lin Yuanwu was arrogant, but because he was truly outstanding. The female cultivators in the Zhao Kingdom were indeed not comparable to him. Of course, it was difficult to find someone who could match him, but there was no one who could even keep up with him. They were either in their twenties and at the Qi Refining stage, or in their forties or even sixties at the Foundation Building stage. Compared to Lin Yuanwu, the difference was too great.

After a lively period of time, Lin Qing declined any further introductions. He knew that no matter how many introductions there were, they would not meet his standards given the situation in the Zhao Kingdom.

Lin Yuanwu's situation would likely be a difficult one in the future.

But Lin Qing was not in a hurry. The Lin family had been developing rapidly, and there were many descendants. The descendants of mortals were already too numerous to count, and they were not only concentrated in Lin Family City. There were now over five hundred cultivators, and Lin Yuanwu alone would not have much influence.

After several months, no one continued to introduce potential partners to Lin Qing due to his consistent refusal.

Time passed quickly, and two years had passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, something happened that saddened Lin Qing.

Lin Xueze was on the verge of death.

Lin Qing had always had mixed feelings about this child, and now he was going to die prematurely before reaching adulthood, which pained Lin Qing, who knew the truth.

"Xueze, if you have anything to say, tell your father. I'm listening," Lin Qing said, sitting by Lin Xueze's bed.

Lin Xueze struggled to open his eyes and looked at the hazy figure of Lin Qing in front of him. He smiled faintly and then spoke intermittently in a soft voice, "Father, I have nothing more to say. I have no attachments either."

Lin Qing nodded. This was the best outcome. Coming into the world with nothing and leaving without attachments was rare for cultivators.

Seeing Lin Xueze's weak appearance, Lin Qing didn't ask any further questions. After Lin Xueze finished speaking, his eyes stared straight ahead, lost in thought.

Lin Qing didn't stay any longer and left the room.

An hour later, Lin Xueze passed away. Lin Qing sighed and instructed Lin Xuqian to handle the burial arrangements.

Apart from the first three children born to Qin Rou and Lin Xueze, who were sent to Qingfeng Sect, there was no further news related to them in the Lin family. The later children were all in the Lin family, and many of them already had their own children.

At this moment, when they saw Lin Xueze's death, the younger generation burst into tears.

At this time, Qin Rou, who received the news, hurriedly arrived alone, but it was already too late.

However, to Lin Qing's surprise, Qin Rou did not cry. She calmly looked at Lin Xueze's face, as if bidding her final farewell.

Three days later, Lin Xueze was buried in the Lin family cemetery, and his tablet was placed in the ancestral hall.

After the mourners left, Qin Rou, who had been staying at the Lin family for the past few days, did not leave. She stood silently in front of the grave, refusing to speak even when the children tried to persuade her.

In the evening, she even persuaded the children who had stayed behind to leave, leaving only herself in front of the grave.

Not long after, Qin Rou suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground in front of Lin Xueze's grave, choking with sobs.

Although she didn't say anything, the sound of her sobbing would make anyone who heard it feel a sense of pain. It was a rare sound in the world, a sob that could only be produced with deep affection.

Sobbing continued for half an hour, and suddenly Qin Rou raised her head and looked at Lin Xuzhe's grave. She made an unexpected move.

She was digging the grave.

In the distance, Lin Qing, who had been watching the scene, sighed lightly. He knew that Qin Rou probably wouldn't give up like this.

She dug quickly, and soon saw Lin Xuzhe's remains. Qin Rou looked at Lin Xuzhe's face, devoid of any color, and tears uncontrollably streamed down her eyes. Then, like a madwoman, she hugged Lin Xuzhe.

After a moment, she actually wanted to use a flying boat to take Lin Xuzhe away from here.

Seeing this, Lin Qing walked forward.

"Niece Rou," Lin Qing called affectionately, "Xuzhe has already passed away. I know you can't bear to let him go, but you must let go when it's time."

Looking at Lin Qing who suddenly appeared, Qin Rou's eyes showed no emotion, as if the person standing in front of her was not Lin Qing, but a gust of wind.

"I am aware of the situation between the two of you over the years. Now that Xuzhe is gone, I understand that you are even more reluctant. But doing this is meaningless. It's better to let Xuzhe rest in peace," Lin Qing said.

After speaking, Qin Rou finally showed some emotion.

Lin Qing continued, looking around, "Look around you, these are the graves of my Lin family members. Over the years, many Lin family members have passed away and been buried here, not just Xuzhe. I think this is the best resting place for Xuzhe. If he were alive, I believe he would think the same. What do you say?"

Qin Rou didn't say anything. At this moment, she was still tightly holding the cold Lin Xuzhe. Tears flowed down her cold face.

Lin Qing sighed, "I am also extremely reluctant, but you and I are different. Over the years, I have experienced the deaths of too many younger generations. I think we should be more open-minded about this matter, just like the blooming and withering of flowers. Everything has an end. I think it is enough to cherish each other while we are alive. Holding onto a dead body is like searching for a sword while carving a boat. Besides, you cherished each other so much before. What regrets do you have?"

After Lin Qing finished speaking, a long time passed before Qin Rou finally slowly let go of Lin Xuzhe.

Lin Qing breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Qin Rou would forcibly take Lin Xuzhe away. Although Qin Rou had no chance of winning against him, it was a dilemma to stop someone so infatuated. Now that she was willing to let go, it was for the best.

However, what Lin Qing didn't expect was that as soon as Qin Rou let go of Lin Xuzhe, she took out a magic sword and directly cut off Lin Xuzhe's only remaining arm. Then she hugged it and hurriedly flew away on the flying boat.

Watching Qin Rou fly into the sky, Lin Qing hesitated for a moment but ultimately did not chase after her.

Turning back to look at Lin Xuzhe, who had lost both arms, Lin Qing reburied his grave and quietly left.

As for Qin Rou, who had cut off Lin Xuzhe's arm, at first she thought Lin Qing would stop her, but she didn't see Lin Qing's figure even after flying out of the Lin family's mountain. She also breathed a sigh of relief and felt somewhat grateful.

Then, piloting the flying boat, she went directly to the place where she used to live with Lin Xuzhe.

As soon as she arrived at the residence, it seemed as if she had exhausted all her strength. Dragging her body to the edge of the bed, Qin Rou lay down. After a long time, she finally looked at the arm she had cut off.

Looking at Lin Xuzhe's arm, Qin Rou couldn't help but touch it with her hand, and as soon as she touched it, tears gushed out.

On this night, Qin Rou spent it holding onto Lin Xuzhe's arm, not relaxing for a moment.

Not just this night, countless nights afterwards were the same.

Lin Xuzhe's two arms, one was lost to experience in his youth, left to the enemy. The other, now, was left to the person he loved the most, accompanying her for a lifetime.

(End of this chapter)