I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 178 Nightmare (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

As the morning light shone through the window paper onto her face, Xin Wushuang slowly woke up from her deep sleep. She had slept soundly through the night without any dreams, and slept straight until dawn.

She sat up and stretched, and inexplicably felt that the bitterness that had been weighing on her heart for days had vanished like smoke, making her feel much more relaxed.

"Ayi?"

Xin Wushuang called softly, but there was no response. She was probably still asleep, so she decided not to disturb her.

Xin Wushuang quietly put on clean clothes and got off the kang (heated brick bed).

Upon entering the hall, Xin Wushuang froze in shock.

Father Xin Hong was deftly setting out the bowls and chopsticks, showing no trace of the illness he had displayed yesterday when he coughed up blood; he had clearly recovered after drinking the remaining medicinal soup.

Hearing the noise, the whole family turned around. On the table were steaming hot rice porridge, golden cornbread, and pickled vegetables...

"San Yatou is awake?"

Xin Hong's eyes showed remorse. "Your father was senile yesterday, don't take it to heart."

Before she could finish speaking, He Shi slapped her arm and pulled Xin Wushuang toward the dining table with red eyes.

"Eat first. Your father got up before dawn to knead the dough, insisting on making you a pancake with a sugar center as an apology."

Xin Changgeng was serving porridge to his wife, Wang, when he suddenly shoved a wooden spoon into the pot.

“Wushuang, you were right to scold me yesterday. It’s true that your older brother is a coward and incompetent. When spring comes, I will go to town to work and save up enough money to set up a pancake stall. If I work hard, I can support this family.”

"Come on!"

Xin Yuehe took the wooden spoon and continued scooping rice.

"With your stubborn nature, you're so quiet you can't even utter a sound."

She looked up at Xin Wushuang, her ears turning slightly red. "I'll go with you to set up a stall. I'll shout out the prices and do the accounting, and you can focus on making the pancakes."

"Xiaoman will go too, Xiaoman knows how to knead dough."

Xin Xiaoman blinked, looking at this and that with anticipation in her eyes.

Xin Wushuang stood frozen in place, not understanding why everyone had suddenly changed, but this felt so good, as if everything had returned to her childhood.

"Everyone sit down and talk."

Xin Hong cleared his throat and looked at Xin Wushuang.

“Last night I dreamt of your mute uncle. That old man could talk now, and he called me a scoundrel, saying that Shuangya, you only got to where you are today by walking on the edge of a knife, and that I shouldn’t be a burden to you. But as parents, our hearts always lean towards the children who are having a harder time…”

Suddenly, Mrs. He placed the land deed of her home on the table.

“Wushuang, your father, your eldest brother, your second sister, and I have discussed it. We’re not staying in Wuliu Village anymore. We’ll move to Yushu Village, west of Shiqiao Town, and buy new land. When people ask, we’ll say we only have three children and we won’t mention your joining the immortal sect.”

Second sister Xin Yuehe nodded, "Yes, that way no one will be jealous and cause us trouble, and we can just live an ordinary life."

The eldest brother and sister-in-law, Wang, nodded silently and smiled at Xin Wushuang.

Xin Hong said, "Shuang Yatou, just focus on cultivating immortality. If you miss us in the future, come back and visit. It's okay if you don't come back. As long as we know that we are trying our best to live, whether we see each other or not, we are still family."

Xin Wushuang's vision blurred. She saw her parents secretly wiping their eyes, her eldest brother burying his face in the porridge bowl, and her second sister angrily poking Xiaoman's head, telling her not to throw the food on the ground.

Xin Wushuang pressed her hand to her chest, and the sharp, sticky things that had been tearing at her back and forth now turned into bubbling bubbles in the porridge pot.

It broke, it vanished.

"You really think that way?"

"Third sister, have some candy."

Xin Xiaoman stuffed the pine nut candy, which was covered in saliva, into Xin Wushou's palms. Everyone looked at each other and laughed.

That's wonderful, that's really good. I hope things can stay this way forever.

"Wushuang, wake up! Open your eyes and see what's in front of you!"

Jiang Yi's stern shout suddenly rang in her ears, and Xin Wushuang trembled. The warm scene in front of her began to shatter, and the smiling faces of her family members froze, like ashes from burnt paper, drifting upwards little by little.

"don't want--"

Xin Wushuang panicked and couldn't help but reach out to grab it.

Snapped!
Jiang Yi suddenly grabbed his wrist, and his body was pulled away from the world.

"Wushuang, wake up!"

In an instant, day turned into night. Xin Wushuang found herself still in her room, with Jiang Yi beside her, pulling her up from the bed by the wrist.

"I...had a dream?" Xin Wushuang murmured. "Yes, and your dream was a bit strange."

Jiang Yi's expression was solemn. He held Xin Wushuang's wrist tightly and carefully explored every part of Xin Wushuang's body with his divine sense and true essence.

Xin Wushuang fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Not long after she fell asleep, Jiang Yi saw Xin Wushuang's dream traces. However, unlike Xin Xiaoman's, Xin Wushuang's dream traces were filled with a strange black aura.

The outline of that black mist resembled a dream beast.

Jiang Yi immediately invaded Xin Wushuang's dream and woke her up.

Xin Wushuang's body was fine, and there was nothing wrong with the bed, but Jiang Yi felt increasingly agitated and still felt something was very wrong, with an extremely strong sense of crisis.

She had a gut feeling that something was wrong, but her mind hadn't quite grasped it yet.

"father--"

Suddenly, a shrill wail came from outside. Xin Wushuang trembled and immediately broke free from Jiang Yi's hand, rushing out without even bothering to put on her outer robe and shoes.

The door to the east room was wide open, and the dim candlelight illuminated the horrific scene inside.

Xin Wushuang walked barefoot across the cold snow and saw her mother, He Shi, slumped on the ground, clutching her chest and weeping bitterly.

"Why...why is this happening? God, what sins have we committed to deserve this punishment?"

Wang hugged Xin Xiaoman, her eyes reddening. Xin Xiaoman's body trembled violently, and her cries were hoarse and intermittent.

Xin Wushuang stopped at the door and looked up to see that on the earthen bed, her elder brother Xin Changgeng's hands were tightly wrapped around their father Xin Hong's shoulders, and the medicine bowl was tilted over on the edge of the bed.

Her father's head drooped at an unnatural angle, the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth had congealed, and the hands that had once sheltered her from the wind and rain now hung limply at his sides.

Xin Wushuang opened her mouth, but the word "Father" stuck in her throat. She staggered toward her father, but was suddenly pounced on by Xin Yuehe and pushed away violently.

"You're the one who angered Dad to death! Why did you come back?! Why?!"

Xin Yuehe roared with tears streaming down her face, tearing and pounding at Xin Wushuang, slapping her hard across the face.

"Old man, I've come to keep you company—"

Suddenly, He let out a shrill wail, and her emaciated body burst forth with astonishing strength as she slammed her head against the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

Xin Wushuang opened her eyes in shock, and the burst of spiritual energy from her body shook off Xin Yuehe and rushed over, but her fingertips only grazed He Shi's messy hair and grasped at nothing.

Boom!
With a muffled thud, He slid softly to the ground, blood gushing from her forehead.

At the same time, Xin Yuehe, who had been knocked back by Xin Wushuang, staggered and fell, hitting the corner of the table on the back of her head. After another muffled thud, she fell to the ground unconscious, blood gushing from her hair.

"Mother! Second Sister!!"

Xin Changgeng's cries suddenly rose, and he looked at Xin Wushuang in disbelief, his eyes filled with fear and a gradually erupting anger.

"Chang Geng, my stomach hurts so much, it hurts so much..."

Wang suddenly clutched her stomach, and a glaring crimson blood spread beneath her skirt. She slowly slid down, leaning against the wall, her face deathly pale.

Xin Changgeng put Xin Hong down and rushed over to support Wang Shi. He was at a loss as he watched Wang Shi's face turn deathly pale and blood gushing from her body.

In the end, all of Xin Changgeng's fear, resentment, and anger slammed heavily to the ground as his knees bent.

Xin Changgeng kowtowed frantically to Xin Wushuang, his forehead slamming against the ground with a dull thud.

"Please, please... no, please, Immortal Master, you can kill me, just save my mother, save my second sister, save my wife and child, please, Immortal Master, please..."

Xin Xiaoman was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly, crying until her voice became hoarse.

The candlelight in the east room flickered, casting a crimson glow on the floor.

Xin Wushuang knelt in the pool of blood, her fingertips trembling as she touched her mother He's increasingly cold face.

The pupils of the second sister, Xin Yuehe, had begun to dilate, and the eldest brother's forehead struck the blue bricks with a dull thud, each sound like a dull knife scraping at her soul.

"No...it shouldn't be like this..."

The beautiful dream I had before is still vivid in my mind, so why has it suddenly turned out like this?

A heaven, a hell.

Such a blow is far too severe!
The candlelight inside the room flickered violently, the flames twisting and leaping upwards, transforming into jet-black tendrils that snaked and crawled along the walls.

Xin Wushuang was unaware.

She stared intently at her father's drooping head, watching dark red blood trickle from the corner of his mouth. The blood dripped to the ground, but it seemed to writhe as if it were alive.

When Jiang Yi arrived following Xin Wushuang, she was shocked to see the bizarre scene inside the house and broke out in a cold sweat.

They hadn't woken up; they were still in Xin Wushuang's dream!
(End of this chapter)