I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 173 Desire (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Xin Wushuang's hesitation stung the family members, and her second sister, Xin Yuehe, suddenly sneered.

"Wushuang, are you going to follow the example of those Taoist priests in the temple, saying there's a difference between immortals and mortals, and then stand by and watch your own father die?"

"I……"

Xin Wushuang's mind was in turmoil, and just as she was at a loss, Jiang Yi's icy fingers pinched her trembling wrist, and a voice transmission entered her ear.

“They are your parents and relatives. It is only right and proper for you to save them. Even the will of Heaven cannot say no. Wushuang, you are overthinking because of the tribulation of your heart. Think about your past self and just do what you believe in. Don’t overthink it.”

Jiang Yi's words reassured Xin Wushuang. She reached into her bosom, took out a medicine bottle, and poured out a 'Rejuvenation Pill'.

Before Xin Wushuang could even reach out, Xin Changgeng pounced on the ground, snatched the pill, and walked toward the person on the kang (heated brick bed).

Xin Yuehe stared intently at the medicine bottle in Xin Wushou's hands, while Wang Shi, who was heavily pregnant, subconsciously swallowed.

Only Xin Xiaoman, who knew nothing, remained innocent, tugging at Xin Wushuang's clothes and asking, "Is this a sugar pill? Can I have one?"

“Brother, it can’t be taken directly. It needs to be dissolved in warm water and taken in three doses. Father is weak and can’t handle the strength of this medicine. Please dilute it with more warm water,” Xin Wushuang said.

"it is good."

He wiped away her tears. "I'll go boil some water now. Yuehe, you come and help me."

The room was in a flurry of activity as everyone scrambled to get to their feet. Xin Wushuang sat silently by the earthen bed, watching her father with reddened eyes.

Xin Xiaoman walked over to Xin Wushuang and said, "Third sister, don't be afraid. Brother Zhixu told me that Father is just asleep, he's not dead, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

Xin Wushuang rubbed Xin Xiaoman's head and took out a packet of pine nut candy for her.

"Thank you, Third Sister! You are the best fairy!"

Jiang Yi watched silently from the side. Xin Wushuang's father's problem was not a problem at all for cultivators; she could solve it with a single spell.

But for ordinary people, a person who is paralyzed in bed means that the family loses a strong laborer, spends a lot of money on treatment, and eventually drags the whole family down, which is a fatal blow.

"Third Sister, come with Xiaoman."

Xin Xiaoman, holding pine nut candy, pulled Xin Wushuang to the backyard and pushed open the door of a sunny room in the corner.

The room was clean and tidy, with new sheets and blankets on the kang (heated brick bed). Sunlight streamed in, making the whole room bright and cozy.

Xin Xiaoman shoved the candy in her mouth into her cheek and mumbled, "Mother said that Third Sister needs a place to stay when she comes back. This room is reserved for Third Sister. Mother cleans it every few days and doesn't let Xiaoman come in to play."

Jiang Yi followed behind the two women. It's rare, no matter where you are, to be able to reserve a room for your daughter at home.

but……

Jiang Yi glanced back at the room where Xin Wushuang's father lived, then looked at Xin Wushuang's room and couldn't help but frown.

"Ayi, you rest here, I'm going to help my mother."

Xin Wushuang sent a telepathic message to Jiang Yi, then led Xin Xiaoman to the kitchen to find her mother.

Jiang Yi looked at the neatly laid-out earthen bed outside the window, feeling embarrassed to lie down directly, so she sat down temporarily at the table in the corner.

Seeing that no one was outside, Hua Gu and Hong Li wanted to come out for some fresh air, but Jiang Yi pressed them back down as soon as they poked their heads out.

"You two's main task recently is to finish eating those tens of thousands of demon seeds, digest and absorb them, and let me see what kind of qualitative change a maxed-out spell will produce."

“I can’t help with Wushuang’s situation, and neither can you. If anything happens, I can borrow your magic. This place is close to the mountains, and the auras on you two are extraordinary. If you attract mountain monsters, it will bring disaster to Wuliu Village.”

Whoosh!

Hua Gu was very obedient. She went back to the Yin-Yang Fall, chased away the flying little snow demons, and continued to cultivate by consuming demon seeds.

Hong Li, that rebellious girl, stubbornly resisted Jiang Yi's hand and still managed to get out.

"Eek— If any demonic beasts dare to come, I'll just capture them all and refine them in the Green Wood Cauldron. What's there to be afraid of?"

It just wanted to come out and ask this woman what was going on with those demonic creatures, and whether the Supreme Spirit-Inheriting Pill was a lie.

Let it out; it needs to get some answers!
It demands an explanation!
Confess!!
At this moment, Xin Xiaoman sneaked in, and Jiang Yi slapped Hong Li back.

As soon as Xin Xiaoman came in, she scurried onto the kang (a heated brick bed), pulled off the new quilt her mother had prepared for Xin Wushuang, wrapped herself up like a dumpling, and played around with it, giggling as she did so.

The little girl was mischievous, rummaging around on the kang (a heated brick bed). She had wanted to live in this room for a long time, but her mother wouldn't allow it. Now that her third sister was back, she wanted to sleep in this room with her and never sleep with her bad-tempered second sister again.

Xin Xiaoman played by herself for a while, then took a pillow, lay down, and fell asleep peacefully.

Jiang Yi was amazed. This child fell asleep just like her. Raising this child would definitely be less of a worry. Adults are most afraid of children who are full of energy and have difficulty falling asleep.

Before long, Jiang Yi saw the 'Dream Mark' on Xin Xiaoman, like the heat of summer rising from Xin Xiaoman's head.

"Let me see just how bizarre and fantastical a child's dreams can be."

With his elbows propped up on his head, Jiang Yi's divine sense invaded Dream Trace and entered Xin Xiaoman's dream.

……

The charcoal fire crackled in the east room of the Xin family's house, warming the entire room.

Xin Changgeng held the rough porcelain bowl in both hands. The turquoise Rejuvenation Pill at the bottom of the bowl was slowly dissolving in the clear water, rippling with a shimmering light that stained the entire bowl of water a pale blue.

Xin Changgeng carefully scooped up a spoonful of medicine and brought it to his father Xin Hong's chapped lips.

When the medicine soup was fed to him for the third time, Xin Hong's muddled eyes suddenly widened.

The abundant vitality contained in the medicinal soup was like the gentlest drizzle in spring, sliding down the throat and into the lungs, spreading out warmly.

He could clearly feel that wherever that warm current passed, the withered meridians were stretched again and the aging organs were rejuvenated.

"This...this is..."

Xin Hong raised his hands in disbelief, and saw that his originally sallow and dry skin was becoming rosy and plump at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bulging blue veins on the back of his hands gradually disappeared, and even the deep wrinkles etched into his skin were slowly smoothing out.

The room was completely silent; everyone held their breath.

Xin Changgeng's wife, Wang, stared wide-eyed, supporting her swollen belly. She saw that her father-in-law's graying temples were now gleaming with black, and the wrinkles on his face were smoothing out, making him look more than ten years younger.

"My legs... I can feel my legs again!"

Xin Hong suddenly shouted excitedly. Upon hearing this, Xin Wushuang's mother, Madam He, ran over and tremblingly lifted the quilt, only to find that Xin Hong's paralyzed legs were actually moving.

"It's true, old man, you're all better now, you're all better!"

The tingling sensation of his broken back bones healing brought tears to Xin Hong's eyes, and he held He Shi's hand tightly, speechless.

"This is the work of immortals..."

Wang murmured to herself, her eyes gleaming with an undisguised longing, as if she could see the possibility of regaining her youth when she was old and frail.

Standing to the side, Xin Yuehe unconsciously swallowed, her eyes fixed intently on the porcelain bowl in her older brother's hand.

"No wonder everyone says that elixirs can grant immortality... It must be so wonderful to be an immortal..."

Xin Changgeng's hands trembled uncontrollably, and the remaining medicine in the bowl rippled, just like his restless heart.

Looking at his father's radiant face, he felt a surge of complex emotions that were hard to describe, and he deeply felt the difference between the mortal and the immortal realm that he could never reach.

The charcoal fire crackled and burned brighter, and everyone turned to look at Xin Wushuang standing to the side, their eyes filled with an indescribable desire and jealousy.

Xin Changgeng and Xin Yuehe, in particular, did not understand why they, born of the same parents, did not have spiritual roots and could not cultivate immortality.
(End of this chapter)