I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 177 Counterattack (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The people in the room gasped, all staring at Xin Hong.

Xin Hong slowly said, "First, could you find a way to get the Cangling Temple in Shiqiao Town to arrange a decent job for your elder brother so that he can establish himself in the town and support his family?"

Xin Changgeng and Wang Shi nestled close together, gazing gratefully at Xin Hong.

Xin Wushuang's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

“Secondly,” Xin Hong turned to Xin Yuehe, his gaze filled with affection and heartache, “your second sister’s personality is such that she probably can’t bear the hardship of marriage.”

He coughed violently a few times, and Madam He quickly patted his back. "Then let's find a son-in-law to live with us. If something happens to us in the future, Yuehe can take good care of Xiaoman. But we need to first set up a property for your second sister. That shouldn't be too difficult for you cultivators, right?"

“Father…” Xin Yuehe looked at her father gently, her eyes red.

"Thirdly," Xin Hong's voice suddenly softened, with a hint of caution, "Father heard that the Immortal Sect will send disciples to guard the Cangling Temples in various places. You are also a disciple of the Immortal Sect. Could you stay in the Cangling Temple in town for the time being to protect your eldest brother, second sister, and little sister?"

Xin Wushuang suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Xin Hong spoke urgently before Xin Wushuang could, "Father is just a mortal, he will die sooner or later! Sooner or later, he will die..."

Xin Hong's voice suddenly choked up, his hunched body trembled slightly, and he looked at Xin Wushuang with almost pleading eyes.

"You are a cultivator, and your lifespan is far longer than ours. Even if your father begs you, can you wait until your father and mother are dead, and your eldest brother and second sister are all established, before you go on to cultivate immortality?"

Xin Wushuang suddenly let out a low laugh, a laugh with a hint of absurdity. She, who was usually so composed, was amused by this ridiculous scene.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Xin Wushuang's eyes suddenly turned cold, her gaze sweeping over everyone in the room like a knife.

"Big brother, are you dead?"

Her voice was very soft, yet it made everyone unconsciously hold their breath.

Sister-in-law Wang, clutching her stomach, asked, "Wushuang, what are you saying?"

Xin Wushuang turned her gaze to Xin Yuehe, and her direct look made even the usually fiery second sister involuntarily take a half step back.

"Second sister, are your arms and legs broken?"

"What do you mean?" Xin Yuehe retorted forcefully, but her voice trembled involuntarily.

Xin Wushuang slowly looked around at everyone in the room and said, word by word, "You all live and work, why should I be the one to figure things out? My parents gave me life and raised me, and I should repay them. I will not run away from this."

Her voice gradually rose, "But eldest brother, second sister, and even my younger sister, I don't owe you anything!"

"I endured the hardships of cultivation myself. I didn't let anyone else bear them for me. I haven't sucked your blood, and you can't take even a single piece of flesh from me!"

Xin Wushuang suddenly lifted her clothes and knelt down.

“Father, I don’t mind if you’re willing to support my eldest brother and second sister, but you can’t transfer all of this onto me. That’s not right.”

Xin Wushuang raised her head, her eyes flashing with determination.

"I cannot agree to any of these three things today. If you force me to agree, you will be cutting off my path to immortality. Rather than that, you might as well take my life back now!"

Xin Hong's face turned ashen instantly. He coughed violently, and suddenly spat a mouthful of blood onto Xin Wushuang, causing him to fall backward.

"father!"

"Old man!"

The room erupted into chaos. Xin Changgeng frantically helped his father up, while Madam He quickly brought over a bowl of medicine. Xin Yuehe, her eyes red, glared fiercely at Xin Wushuang.

"Wushuang, you can't forget your roots even if you're cultivating immortality!" Xin Changgeng's voice was trembling with tears.

"Get out! Go back to your sect!" Xin Yuehe shouted hysterically. "Our family's affairs are none of your business!"

Xin Xiaoman was terrified by this sudden turn of events and hid in a corner, crying loudly.

Xin Wushuang stood up, looking at the hateful gazes of her eldest brother and second sister, and listening to the harsh scolding, and suddenly felt that everything in front of her was so unfamiliar.

She did nothing wrong, so why is everyone blaming her?

Pity those who have nothing, hate those who have something.

Xin Wushuang gradually came to understand the principle of resenting the weak and envying the strong.

Madam He wept bitterly, “Wushuang, your father just wanted this family to be well, for everyone to be well. We’ve given you the best of everything, you can’t be so selfish.”

Xin Wushuang looked at the bloodstains left at the corner of her father's mouth and her mother's red, swollen eyes, and felt a tightness and pain in her chest.

Silently turning around, Xin Wushuang returned to her room alone.

The moment the door closed, Xin Wushuang finally couldn't hold on any longer and slowly slid down to the ground, leaning against the door panel.

Looking at the brand-new bedding on the kang (a heated brick bed), and remembering her parents' old bedding covered in patches, Xin Wushuang felt a pang of guilt, confusion, and struggle. She buried her face in her hands, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Everything has changed; everyone is different from when she was a child.

Perhaps it's not that she's changed, but rather that she's never truly seen things clearly.

Can those who are isolated and abandon their families cross the sea of ​​suffering?
Suddenly, Xin Wushuang heard the words of the Azure Emperor's phantom in the Azure Emperor's Palace that day.

If she truly becomes completely isolated and abandons her family, then she will likely drown in this sea of ​​suffering of cultivating immortality sooner or later.

A sharp ringing sound filled her mind, and Xin Wushuang suddenly found it hard to breathe and could not move her body. Darkness crept in from the edge of her vision.

"Peerless? Peerless!"

Jiang Yi slapped Xin Wushuang hard on the shoulder. Xin Wushuang looked up abruptly, gasped for breath, and broke out in a cold sweat in a short moment.

Jiang Yi removed the leaf that obscured her view and squatted down in front of Xin Wushuang.

“What you just said was very well said. I was actually quite surprised that you could say such a thing. I thought you would endure it like you said before, until the day you return to the sect.”

Xin Wushuang lowered her eyes, "But I don't know if I'm right or wrong."

"But many things in this world cannot be simply judged as right or wrong, especially family relationships. Most parents do things that hurt their children out of love."

Xin Wushuang remained silent, also bewildered.

Jiang Yi considered for a moment and said, "Actually, the first two conditions your father mentioned are not difficult to meet. You can agree to them. You just need to go to Cangling Temple and tell Hu Qiyuan, and he will take care of it for you. This way, you will feel better."

Xin Wushuang shook his head, "The sect doesn't owe me anything, and there's no reason for them to do this."

Jiang Yi smiled wryly, "But Wushuang, this is the unspoken rule of how this world works."

"Then this rule is wrong and needs to be changed!"

Xin Wushuang's words left Jiang Yi speechless, and he could only sigh that Xin Wushuang was indeed stubborn and straightforward from the inside out!
At this moment, Jiang Yi didn't know how to tell Xin Wushuang that, in fact, there was no complete separation between mortals and cultivators, nor were there any fixed rules prohibiting them from interacting.

What Hu Qiyuan is seeing now is only one side of the story.

Just as there are no fixed formations in warfare and no fixed shapes in water, the world is complex and cannot be generalized. Rules are rigid, but people are flexible.

The major sects and forces need to manage these hundreds of millions of mortals and also require the offerings of mortals, so they inevitably need the assistance of mortal forces. The gangs and large families in the mortal world are all supported by cultivation forces.

These powerful families and forces could easily obtain elixirs and benefits from cultivators.

This is why so many people go to take the exams for temples and monasteries in various places.

Xin Wushuang helping his family is no big deal; it's not a capital offense against the Heavenly Laws. Ninety-nine percent of cultivators who enter the world of cultivation from the mortal realm would do the same.

Even now, many small cultivation families were built up by generations of ordinary cultivators.

However, Jiang Yi also knew that Xin Wushuang's stubbornness was not limited to helping this matter.

The process of having one's deeply held beliefs challenged, shattered, and reshaped is often the most painful.

Xin Wushuang's current pain stems from this; this is the heart-wrenching tribulation she must fight against.

Jiang Yi patted Xin Wushuang on the shoulder, "Don't cultivate tonight, go get a good night's sleep. Be good, I'll keep an eye on things for you and won't let anything happen to your family."

"Ah."

Xin Wushuang rarely yielded; he stood up, took off his blood-stained outer robe, and lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed).

These past two days have been even more exhausting than daily arduous cultivation. As soon as Xin Wushuang's head hit the pillow, she fell into a deep sleep...

(End of this chapter)