Xiaowei ate his dinner and sat in the kitchen waiting for his uncle to come back. Minutes pass by and eventually and hour passed by. Xiaowei saw that Aunty Meiyun was getting worried.
“Aunty I’m going to go check on uncle” Xiaowei said and hopped off his chair and out the door before his aunt even has a chance to refute.
Xiaowei has an idea of where his uncle is because every year the elders of the family would discuss the results of the tests. To see which child they would pour most of their resources on. His cousin Lei once showed him where to go to listen in on the meeting. Every year since then Xiaowei would sneak into the vent Lei shown him to listen to the meeting.
Xiaowei ran across the court yard into the yen garden that they have in the middle of the Zhang residence. He ran behind a bush that was hidden behind a tree truck. He saw the air vent the ground behind the bush. He put his hand on it and slid it up and to the left. The panel came off. Xiaowei gently laid it onto the ground and crawled into the vent. Xiaowei can feel a warm gush of air coming out and some muffled voices.
The further he crawled into the vent the clearer the muffles become.
“That will be what we decide for resources on the children this year” this was the head of the family’s voice and Xiaowei’s grandpa “What are we going to do about Xiaowei?” this was said in the most heavy and serious tone.
The whole group turns silent for a moment. Xiaowei grew nervous as he heard the severity of the tone. He reached the end of the vent and peered through it. There was an oval shape table and a hologram of his body flew on top of the table. On the body it has shown all his meridian points and veins in red. He could see his grandpa Zhang on the right end of the table and his uncle in the middle direct opposite to where he is. His three other uncles are there and two aunts and three elders were also there. Xiaowei’s second uncle Pashi spoke up first.
“We can make him disappear” Pashi said carelessly.
Fear ran through Xiaowei’s body but then he heard hear a slam.
“PASHI!” Uncle Ming roared as his hand slam down on the table. A mold of his hand remains. “How can suggest such an outrages plan?!”
Xiaowei can see all those cold sharp eyes shifting from Uncle Ming to Uncle Pashi.
“Hmph. No need to get so uptight it was only a suggestion” Uncle Pashi said indifferently.
“It’s not a bad plan. Remove the roots before it spreads,” one of the three elder’s stated. This elder was Grandpa’s oldest friend Roushu.
Everyone else sat there eyes wondering around checking each other reaction. Since this decision can bring the clan to extinction or bring them to new heights.
“I am dead against this plan. Xiaotian and Linmei saved us and their death against the asura 8 years ago has brought about a new age for the Zhang family that we can never forget. I still have nightmares about those nights. Yet you despicable people can actually suggest such an atrocious plan against his son? Do you not have a heart?” Uncle Ming roared.
“Calm down Ming. We are just discussing the possibilities” second Aunt Lingling comforted.
First Uncle Lin finally spoke up. “Let’s all calm down and review the advantages and the disadvantages.”
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“Advantages?” Uncle Pashi laughed, “All I see is are disadvantages. Have you not see what an asura can do? Just one asura killed over one thousand elites who are all in the Master’s realm and 20 heavens realm and it took three Ancestor Realm cultivators a whole seven days. If anyone ever finds out we cultivated a child into an Asura we won’t just be losing some petty pride. It will be the extinction of the clan.”
“But if we are able to prevent the formations of the evil spirit soul or prevent it from merging with the soul of Xiaowei then wouldn’t we be able to bring our clan to newer heights and be on par with those ten great clans on this continent?” Uncle Ming urged.
“Ming as much as we can hope for that possibility even you know it’s impossible. In the past seven hundred thousand years there were over one million Asura cultivators and only one out of those millions were able to conqueror there inner demon,” the first Aunt Ting tried to explain.
“One in a million” Grandpa Zhang murmurs softly, “One in a million.”
“Not even one in a million” Aunt Ting continued, “the only reason that one asura was able to stay sane is because of a mysterious treasure. It is zero in a million. That treasure has been lost since his death sixty thousand years ago.”
“The best solution is to” Pashi began, and brought he brought two fists together and open them upwards “Blup” he sounded.
“Absolutely not” Uncle Ming shouted.
“Pretty much we have two chooses. Eliminate the threat or take an impossible gamble” the Elder Roushu stated.
Uncle Ming felt like the whole world was against him that moment. Even his father who doted on Xiaowei when he was young has not even uttered a word in defense for Xiaowei. Ming could not help feel angry at his father and his family members. Ming knew that everything was a stake here. It was either one child or the elimination of a clan with thousands upon thousands years of history and the lives of many. He also knew that his family was not evil but just trying to cope and make the best choice for everyone.
“He’s also a child of SS rank dual element and that only comes by one in a hundred million,” Ming urged.
“Ha ha ha ha” Pashi erupted, “so what? So what if he’s dual element. We have three dual elements in the family ourselves, and you think the risking the clan for one dual elementist is equal?”
Ming knew this too but still couldn’t help but try. He felt guilt in his heart because he loved his younger brother Xiaotian and they left Xiaowei to him in hopes that he can raise him and let him have a good life, but now his very life is threaten.
Xiaowei lies in the vent very scared. His whole body kept trembling. His throat feels stuffy like he wants to throw up. His chest feels heavy. It felt like someone stomping on his chest and stuffing cotton down his throat.
“Uncle please do something” Xiaowei whimpered quietly, “I don’t want to die,” as tears gushed and his nose get all stuffy.
Ming felt helpless as no one would take his side.
“Would you have said the same thing, if it was your son?” Ming reiterated.
“Yes,” Pashi answered immediately.
This causes some of the people here to gasp silently.