I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 181 Not a Dream (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Not a dream!
Jiang Yi was certain it wasn't a dream, because she wasn't subject to any restrictions.

That means Xin Wushuang's father really had an accident, and Xin Wushuang had already rushed outside.

grumble!
Hongli jumped onto the earthen bed at some point and pointed with her paw at the pillow that Xin Wushuang had used.

Animals do indeed have a more sensitive nose than humans, sometimes even more so than their divine sense.

The problem that Jiang Yi didn't notice was discovered by Hong Li!
The pillow is problematic. The substance on it doesn't belong to the cultivation world; it doesn't exhibit any spiritual energy fluctuations. It's very likely just a mortal sleep aid that has been heavily purified and deodorized before being mixed into the wheat bran pillow.

In a flash, Jiang Yi thought of Xin Xiaoman, who had also fallen asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, and Xin Xiaoman's strange dream.

Jiang Yi felt a chill and immediately led Hua Gu and Hong Li straight to the east room of the Xin family.

Before even reaching the east room, Jiang Yi sensed fluctuations in spiritual energy and heard Xin Wushuang's second sister, Xin Yuehe, cursing.

"Xin Wushuang, how dare you hit me?!"

Jiang Yi strode to the door of the east room and saw that everyone inside was frozen in place by a golden spiritual power, as if they had been subjected to a spell.

Xin Wushuang stood expressionless opposite Xin Yuehe, whose left cheek bore five bright red finger marks.

Just as Xin Yuehe was about to continue cursing, Xin Wushuang deftly grabbed a cloth from the side and shoved it into her mouth.

Xin Yuehe's curses instantly turned into indistinct sobs. She could only stare wide-eyed, her bloodshot eyes filled with tears and venomous glare fixed on Xin Wushuang.

The others in the room were stunned by this sudden turn of events and dared not even breathe.

Xin Changgeng held the already dead Xin Hong, his face ashen white.

Xin Wushuang first helped her sister-in-law, Wang, who was still in shock, to a chair with a backrest. In her terrified and trembling gaze, she gently placed her palm on her swollen belly and channeled a gentle spiritual energy to protect the fetus.

Then he helped his mother, He, who was lying on the ground, up and sat her down next to Wang. Finally, he picked up Xin Xiaoman, who was crying so hard she was almost suffocating.

She intended to comfort her younger sister, but her perpetually cold and aloof demeanor made her words, "Don't cry," sound like a threat.

Xin Xiaoman was so frightened that she immediately pursed her lips and fell silent, sobbing quietly as large tears rolled down her cheeks.

After doing all this, Xin Wushuang turned to her elder brother Xin Changgeng, unceremoniously pushed him aside, and took her father's cold body.

The moment the spiritual energy probed into her father's meridians, even though she was mentally prepared, Xin Wushuang's fingers still trembled uncontrollably, and she painfully closed her eyes.

“Our father… died a long time ago…”

These words struck like a thunderbolt, freezing the crowd in place. Their pupils constricted, and disbelief filled their faces.

Xin Yuehe struggled even more violently, letting out heart-wrenching sobs.

Xin Changgeng rolled his eyes and fainted. Wang Shi, protected by spiritual energy, was still conscious. Xin Xiaoman couldn't understand and was still sobbing silently.

Xin Wushuang gently laid her father's body flat. Having just experienced the nightmare, her mind was unusually calm, almost to the point of being cold.

What could be more despairing than that dream?
She only regretted that she was not skilled in medicine and that she was too stubborn to use her spiritual power, so she failed to notice her father's abnormality immediately.

Upon examining the body with spiritual energy, it was found that the father's body was completely empty; his organs had been devoured by something, leaving only a shell of a body.

Xin Wushuang turned her head and saw her mother's surprised and frightened expression, and her brows furrowed.

"Mother, did you already know?"

Yes, the father's abnormality could fool the eldest brother and second sister, so how could the mother, who was his wife, not have noticed?
He closed her eyes in despair, tears streaming down her face. "I don't know, I really don't know. I just thought... I just thought I was overthinking it. It's better for your father to be alive than dead. What can I do..."

Xin Wushuang asked coldly, "When Father had the accident, who was the first to discover him and touch him?"

He looked at Xin Xiaoman, who could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

Sister-in-law Wang was still rational and said in a trembling voice, "Only Xiaoman was there at the time. She saw her father-in-law fall down. Then Pei Zhixu and his wife brought him back. He was still angry at the time."

Xin Wushuang pressed on, "Who sewed the bedding and pillows in my room?"

Xin Wushuang also realized the problem: the pillow on her kang (a heated brick bed) was one of the reasons that made her fall asleep and trapped in her dream.

Shen Puning had told her that if a Dream Immortal Sect parasitic cultivator was not fully prepared, the fastest and simplest way was to use Dream Gu, just like during the inner sect assessment.

In order to poach the Dream Eater, the Dream Immortal Sect had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure. If it weren't for the intervention of the True Lord of the Obsidian Sun, who understood Gu worms, the Dream Immortal Sect would have succeeded.

Besides this, there is another method that requires preparation, which is like what she is doing now: when her mind is in turmoil and she has an escapist mentality, she will naturally fall into a dream and be trapped by the power of the dream-devourer. This way, she will not need a dream-devouring poison and will remain completely unaware.

Even if a high-level cultivator comes, as long as the person parasitizing her doesn't reveal any flaws, she won't be able to wake up from her dream, and the high-level cultivator won't be able to detect it.

This is why even Nascent Soul True Monarchs find the Dream Immortal Sect troublesome, and the Immortal Alliance would rather kill the innocent than let the innocent go free when it comes to members of the Dream Immortal Sect.

Madam Wang continued, "Yuehe's needlework is not good, and I was pregnant, so it was Mother who sewed it with... with Madam Zhixu!"

At this moment, the courtyard gate was pounded on, and the great array Jiang Yi had set up lit up with golden light. She waved her hand and deactivated two of the great arrays, and the array flags and golden leaf fan flew back into her hand. The courtyard gate was smashed open, and Pei Zhixu stumbled into the courtyard. His blue cotton robe was soaked with blood, leaving a glaring red trail on the snow.

His hair was disheveled, his face was ashen, and his trembling hands gripped the door frame so he wouldn't fall.

"Wushuang... help... help me..."

He looked up and cried for help, and when he saw Jiang Yi standing outside the east room with her arms crossed, his Adam's apple bobbed violently.

"Brother Pei?"

Xin Wushuang rushed out and supported the swaying Pei Zhixu.

Pei Zhixu's icy hand suddenly gripped her wrist, the force almost crushing her bones.

"Lanzhi, she...she..."

Before the words were finished, a non-human roar tore through the night sky.

Suddenly, towering black waves rose from the direction of the Pei family, and demonic energy surged over the rooftops like a tide, leaving all vegetation withered in its wake.

A desperate sob escaped Pei Zhixu's throat, "She... has become a monster..."

Xin Wushuang followed the staggering Pei Zhixu towards the Pei family courtyard, with Jiang Yi lagging behind a few steps.

"Hua Gu, you stay here and protect the people here. If anything goes wrong, take them away first."

Jiang Yi gave the order, and Hua Gu immediately transformed into a cloud of mist, shrouding the Xin family's courtyard.

"Hongli, keep up."

Before Jiang Yi could finish speaking, the ground suddenly trembled violently.

The distant rumble of collapsing houses could be heard, and villagers screamed and scattered in all directions.

Jiang Yi led Hong Li onto the roof, where several giant fists formed from black mist burst out of the Pei family courtyard, frantically smashing the surrounding buildings.

The house was shattered like paper, the ground was smashed and churned like waves, and the Pei family's courtyard wall had long since collapsed.

Cheng Lanzhi's body swelled into a three-zhang-high mountain of flesh, her originally heroic face squeezed in the middle by fat, twisted and deformed.

She opened her mouth and let out a piercing scream, a sound like hundreds of people roaring at the same time.

"I told you to get out! Why didn't you get out!"

Cheng Lanzhi's voice overlapped like a thousand people singing in unison, and a giant fist formed from black demonic energy suddenly smashed towards Xin Wushuang's face.

Xin Wushuang's expression remained unchanged as he drew a cyan wind arrow from his wind pouch on his back. The cyan light streaked across the sky like a meteor, and the collision of the giant fists unleashed a barrage of whistling wind blades, instantly slicing the giant fists into pieces.

However, more giant fists of black mist then attacked, but just before they were about to touch Xin Wushuang, they strangely deflected and slammed heavily onto the bluestone slab at her feet.

The earth cracked open, and dust flew everywhere.

Jiang Yi narrowed her eyes. Cheng Lanzhi's seemingly crazy attacks always left room for maneuver.

It seemed... she was deliberately avoiding Xin Wushuang!
Several black mist fists flanked from both sides, and Xin Wushuang's arrow pierced through the giant fists with precision, sparks flying everywhere.

Xin Wushuang kept changing positions, always protecting Pei Zhixu who was hiding in the distance, and preventing Cheng Lanzhi from getting close.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Lanzhi let out an angry shriek.

"You coward hiding behind a woman! You hypocrite!!"

All the giant black fists behind Cheng Lanzhi slammed towards Pei Zhixu, their pupils blazing with tangible hatred.

In an instant, several giant fists of black mist came from both sides and came straight for Pei Zhixu!

Xin Wu's eyes sharpened, and the arrow split into a hundred golden rays as it pierced the air. The golden rays seemed to have eyes, accurately severing the giant fists one by one, sparks flying everywhere.

Cheng Lanzhi flew into a rage, her mountain-like body trembling violently. She withdrew her giant fist of black mist and uprooted the winter plum tree standing in the ruins.

From the soil brought out by the tree roots, the rotting corpse of a boy was clearly visible.

The face turned directly towards Jiang Yi, whose pupils contracted sharply.

It's Zhang Wangshan's missing son!
Hu Qiyuan showed her the portrait!
Fragmented clues and intuitive reminders were strung together in Jiang Yi's mind, forming a complete line. She stood on the rooftop and looked at Xin Wushuang across the distance.

The moment their eyes met, the tacit understanding they had developed from fighting side by side allowed them to react without any communication.

(End of this chapter)