I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 176 Siege (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Thank you, Ayi," Xin Wu's eyes shone with a gentle light, "I feel much better after talking to you."

Jiang Yi smiled slightly, "I'm also very happy that you're willing to tell me these things."

The two walked out of the cave side by side. Xin Wushuang took a deep breath, and the crisp mountain air invigorated her.

“Let’s go back,” she said, gazing at the faint outline of the village visible below the mountain. “I’ll spend these next few days with my parents. Perhaps this is…”

She paused, then lowered her voice, "This is the last time."

Xin Wushuang took a step, her steps much lighter than when she came, as if she had unloaded a heavy burden.

However, this rare moment of ease was shattered as soon as she reached her doorstep.

Suddenly, a hunched old man sprang out from behind the woodpile, knelt down in the snow with a thud, and grabbed her clothes tightly with his withered hands. Before he could speak, he coughed violently for a while.

"Shuangya! I'm your seventh uncle, cough cough cough!"

Jiang Yi, who was hiding nearby, saw this scene and almost wanted to yell, "I'm your father, get lost!"

It's a pity that Wushuang isn't her, alas!
“Wushuang, when you were little, cough cough... I even held you and brought your family a lot of pheasants and rabbits.”

He coughed violently, foaming at the corners of his mouth, but still clung to it tightly.

“I just came from your house. I saw everything. You can even cure your father’s paralysis. You can’t just watch your seventh uncle die! Can you give me a magic pill? No, half a pill will do! The doctor said I have tuberculosis. I don’t want to die, cough cough cough.”

Xin Wushuang stood at the gate of the courtyard, expressionless. The old man knelt on the ground, clutching her clothes tightly, crying and wailing. His cries attracted more villagers to watch.

In fact, the villagers learned from Xin's neighbors last night that the third daughter of the Xin family, who had entered the immortal sect, had returned. However, intimidated by the immortal's power, no one dared to be the first to speak out.

“Shuangyatou, when you were little, you had a high fever, and it was your seventh uncle who carried you to town overnight to find a doctor! For the past three years, your father has been bedridden, and I’ve had my eldest son bring food to your family every month! You can’t just stand by and watch him die!”

Seeing the old man pleading so earnestly, Xin Wushuang didn't get angry, which emboldened the villagers.

"Aren't immortals supposed to be compassionate?" a woman pushed her way to the front. "Your father is alive and kicking, but your seventh uncle is coughing up blood and you don't care? Have you lost your conscience?"

"That's right!" A burly man with a face full of scars pushed through the crowd. "Last year there was a drought and the harvest was poor. My family lent you three bushels of rice. Shouldn't you repay me?"

Xin Wushuang frowned again and said in a deep voice, "The cultivation world has its own rules, and one cannot act recklessly!"

“I think those are all excuses. You’re just cold-blooded. Only your father is a human being. You don’t treat any of us villagers like human beings.”

Jiang Yi sighed; Wu Shuang had too good a temper.

As the crowd grew larger, He Shi, Xin Wushuang's mother, heard the commotion and hurriedly came out of the house to explain, "Fellow villagers, Wushuang...she also has her difficulties..."

"What difficulties? Does saving her father mean she doesn't have to abide by the rules of the immortal sect?"

"Your Xin family raised such a heartless wretch, aren't you afraid of retribution!"

The old man, who called himself Xin Wushuang's seventh uncle, suddenly sprang up, his thin body bursting with astonishing strength, and grabbed Xin Wushuang's leg tightly.

"Anyway, I'm just a worthless life, I'm going to die sooner or later. Today you either give me medicine to heal me, or you just kill me! Let the whole village see how your Xin family treats its benefactor, and see how your Xin family will ever be able to stand in the village again!"

The crowd erupted in uproar, shouting and cursing incessantly, completely drowning out Mr. He's explanation.

Xin Wushuang pulled her mother behind her to protect her, remaining unmoved by the villagers' angry curses. These vile words could not affect her in the slightest; she was a cultivator and did not wish to argue with mortals.

But these words, like sharp knives, are slowly tearing her family apart.

Xin Changgeng, his face ashen, protected his terrified wife, Wang, as they retreated into the house.

"You ungrateful wretch! You've forgotten everything!"

"What immortal? I think he's a cold-blooded monster!"

Someone picked up a stone and threw it at the courtyard wall with a loud crash, which startled Xin Xiaoman so much that she burst into tears.

"Get out! All of you get out! If anyone dares to cause trouble again, I'll fight them to the death!"

The second sister, Xin Yuehe, could no longer hold back. She grabbed a broom and rushed out, beating the crowd mercilessly. The seventh uncle, who had been beaten, cried out and darted into the crowd, showing no signs of being sickly or weak.

As Xin Yuehe fought, she turned around and roared angrily at Xin Wushuang.

"Aren't you an immortal? Aren't you capable? How dare you let yourself be bullied like this? Why don't you teach them a lesson!" Xin Wushuang stood there, silent.

Xin Yuehe's eyes reddened with anger, and her voice trembled with tears, "I've always disliked your taciturn and spineless nature! If I were you, if I were you..."

Xin Yuehe couldn't continue speaking. She wiped her face hard, turned around, and continued to wave her broom to drive away the villagers, venting all her jealousy, grievances, and anger on them.

The crowd was stunned by her fierce temper and took a few steps back, but they continued to argue relentlessly.

"Old Xin's family has raised such a fine daughter! One is a shrew who can't get married, and the other is cold-blooded and heartless. Our Wuliu Village cannot tolerate your whole family. Get out, all of you get out!"

"Yes, get out of Wuliu Village!"

Mrs. He collapsed to the ground, covering her face and weeping bitterly.

Xin Changgeng gritted his teeth and growled, "Wushuang! Say something!"

Xin Wushuang slowly raised her head, her gaze sweeping over the faces that were filled with greed, anger, or resentment. A huge rock pressed down on her chest, making it hard to breathe.

Jiang Yi also felt a surge of anger rising in her head. If Shen Puning were here, she probably would have already rushed up and swung those who were bullying Wushuang away.

Jiang Yi shifted her gaze in annoyance, and suddenly saw Cheng Lanzhi at the back of the crowd. Cheng Lanzhi was staring at Xin Wushuang with complicated eyes, holding a stone in her hand, and was about to throw it at Xin Wushuang.

It looks like the stone that hit the Xin family's yard earlier was thrown by her.

At this moment, Pei Zhixu, who had run over quickly, grabbed Cheng Lanzhi's raised hand and scolded her in a low voice.

Pei Zhixu glanced at Xin Wushuang, who was surrounded by villagers, and forcibly pulled the struggling Cheng Lanzhi away.

"enough!"

Xin Hong's voice came from behind the crowd. He stood shakily in the courtyard, leaning on a wooden cane.

The villagers were shocked to see him actually stand up. Their eyes widened in disbelief, and they couldn't suppress the greed in their eyes. They unconsciously swallowed and their gazes shifted between Xin Wushuang and Xin Hong.

Xin Hong said in a trembling voice, "We are all fellow villagers. Have I, Xin Hong, never helped you? Anyone who has been kind to my Xin family, my Xin family will repay them tenfold. I'm making this clear today. If anyone goes against this, may they be struck by lightning!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, landing right at the feet of the few people in the crowd who were shouting the loudest.

No one was hurt, but several people fainted from fright, several wet themselves in fear, and the rest knelt down with weak legs, screaming in terror.

"Please spare us, Immortal Master! We will never dare to do it again! Please spare us, Immortal Master!"

Xin Wushuang opened her eyes in surprise, and the Xin family members were all stunned. Xin Yuehe thought that Xin Wushuang had made a move, and instantly felt a burst of anger.

"Get out of here! If you dare come back again, I'll chop you all up! Get out!!"

The villagers scattered in a panic, tumbling and crawling.

Xin Yuehe stared at Xin Wushuang, "If you had shown this ability earlier, I wouldn't have needed to be so shrewish that no one dared to propose marriage to me!"

After speaking, Xin Yuehe's gaze fell on her elder brother Xin Changgeng's face, and Xin Changgeng lowered his head guiltily.

Over the years, it was indeed thanks to the second sister that no one in the Xin family dared to bully them.

"Come in, everyone, I have something to say."

Xin Hong gave the order, and everyone returned inside.

Xin Hong gestured for everyone to sit down, and first patted He Shi's hand to reassure her.

After a moment of contemplation, Xin Hong said to Xin Wushuang, "Wushuang, I told you before that you should not worry about the family and focus on cultivation. I was thinking that it would be your good fortune and a blessing for our family if you could cultivate immortality."

“Even if you’re not home, as long as your father is here, he won’t let your mother, Chang Geng Yue He, and Xiao Man suffer. But these past three years, while I’ve been bedridden, my biggest worry isn’t myself, but how your mother and the others will live after I die.”

Xin Hong looked around the room, his gaze lingering on each of his children. "Chang Geng is honest and dutiful, Yue He is too fiery, and Xiao Man is still young. You are all my children. I can't only think about you, Wu Shuang. Do you understand?"

Xin Wushuang took a breath and nodded, "I understand, so what do you want to say, Father?"

Xin Hong held up three fingers, trembling, "Three things. Promise your father three things, and even if your father dies now, he can rest in peace."

(End of this chapter)