I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 227 Teaching a Lesson on the Spot (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The whole street erupted in uproar!

Hu Mingye had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his face was covered in dust, and his clothes were stained with ink; he looked extremely disheveled.

He angrily pointed into the shop, "Shen Puning! How dare you hit me!"

Shen Puning stood with her hands on her hips at the entrance of her shop, adopting an even more arrogant posture under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

"I not only dare to hit you, I also dare to take you as my concubine!"

In short, Hu Mingye was completely dumbfounded.

What the hell?

Shen Guiyu, standing behind Shen Puning, chuckled, and the female cultivators from the collateral branches of the Shen family who were watching also secretly laughed.

Shen Puning mercifully explained, "Na means your father will send you to me as a male concubine, give you my surname and name you Shen Hu Shi, and make you kneel down every day to wash my feet and serve me. I can hit you or scold you whenever I want. Even if you go back and cry, your father will only make you endure it and will even teach you how to please me!"

"you dare!"

Hu Mingye trembled. He wasn't the only son in his family. If he could marry the fourth young lady of the Shen family, his father would really send him away.

“Shen Puning, you…”

Snapped!
Before Hu Mingye could finish speaking, a girl in red suddenly rushed out from the crowd and slapped him across the face.

Jiang Yi recognized the girl at a glance. Wasn't she the girl Ming Yuan she had seen the day she arrived in Huangsha City?
"Sister, why did you hit me?"

Hu Mingyuan glared at Hu Mingye, then turned to Shen Puning and Shen Guiyu and clasped her hands in apology.

“It was my negligence that allowed my brother to offend everyone. I will compensate double for all the damages that occurred today. Miss Shen, the Hu family was at fault today, and I will personally come to apologize.”

"no need."

Shen Puning left after she finished speaking.

Jiang Yi had completed the transaction and temporarily retrieved Zhenshan and Duanjin, returning them along with the items he had just purchased to Youxian Ferry, letting them go about their business.

“Puning”.

Jiang Yi took two steps at a time and caught up with Shen Puning, who was walking very fast.

“Ayi, do you also think I’m very willful? God gave me the best barbarian bone that all the Shen family members dream of, but I don’t value it at all. Instead, I want to give it up to learn painting. Everyone thinks I’m wasting my talent.”

Jiang Yi reached out and grabbed Shen Puning's sleeve, forcing her to stop.

“Puning,” Jiang Yi looked directly into her friend’s eyes, her tone firm yet gentle, “If you don’t like it, even the best talent is just a shackle. You know, I recently spent half a year learning the guqin, not because it’s so powerful, but because when I pluck the strings, I can feel a resonance within my heart. It’s the same with your painting; I can see your joys and sorrows in it.”

Shen Puning's eyes reddened slightly as she gripped the blunt pen tightly in her hand.

Seeing this, Jiang Yi's tone softened even more, "Talent is indeed a gift from heaven, but how to use this gift is always your choice. A while ago, an ordinary person told me a saying, and I'm giving it to you: A gentleman uses things, but is not used by things."

"The barbarian bone is just an object; you should choose whether to use it, not let it control you. The Shen family's barbarian bone may be precious, but if it comes at the cost of your happiness, that would be a real waste."

"If going against the grain doesn't work, you can try going with the grain. Barbarian bones and the Way of Painting are not mutually exclusive; they are not inherently contradictory. The real contradiction lies in your heart. Besides..."

A sly smile appeared on Jiang Yi's lips.

"That kick just now, 'Get out of here, you bastard,' didn't it prove that you used your brute force just right?"

puff.

Shen Puning finally stopped crying and smiled, and her hand holding the pen stopped trembling.

“Ayi, I knew you would understand me, but my mother…”

Shen Puning's eyes dimmed again, and Jiang Yi could only sigh helplessly. She was also someone who couldn't handle the relationship between mother and daughter well.

"Let's go, I'll play the piano for you when we get back."

Jiang Yi pulled Shen Puning along, and the two walked back to the Shen family mansion together. As soon as they entered, Shen Puning saw Shen Hongxiu waiting in the main hall from afar and sensed Shen Hongxiu's somber aura.

Shen Puning quickly hid behind Jiang Yi.

Shen Hongxiu sat upright in the armchair and called out, "Someone, take Jiang Xiaoyou to rest. Ning'er, come here."

The servants of the Shen family walked up to Jiang Yi and gestured for her to enter.

Shen Puning pouted, opened her big, watery eyes, and looked at Jiang Yi with a pleading gaze.

Jiang Yi had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Senior Shen, I have some important matters to attend to with Pu Ning, so please allow me to wait here for a moment."

Shen Puning secretly raised her eyebrows and gave Jiang Yi a thumbs up. Then, turning to face her mother, she lowered her head and put on a mournful face.

Shen Hongxiu did not rush Jiang Yi directly. After Shen Puning entered the main hall, he waved his hand and closed the door, and also set up a soundproof barrier.

As the door slammed shut, Shen Puning cried out, "Mother, I was wrong!" and knelt down on both knees.

"Mother, you can punish me as you please, but Ayi is waiting for me, so you have to hurry."

Shen Hongxiu snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over Shen Puning like a knife. "You say you're wrong? Fine, tell me, where are you wrong?"

Shen Puning lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting her sleeves. "I shouldn't have beaten Hu Mingye in public... This will only worsen the relationship between the Shen and Hu families."

"Wrong!" Shen Hongxiu slammed his hand on the table, making the teacups clatter. "You did the right thing! Why should my Shen family have to cater to the Hu family's whims? If you ask me, that kick of yours was too light!"

Shen Puning looked up in astonishment, her eyes filled with confusion, "Then... then what was my mistake today..."

Shen Hongxiu's gaze fell on the glaring ink stain on his daughter's sleeve, and his voice suddenly turned cold, "Your mistake was using your mediocre painting skills! As the fourth young lady of the Shen family, you should have used your brute strength to break that Hu family brat's arm on the spot!"

"What...what's the difference?" Shen Puning's voice trembled.

"The difference is huge!"

Shen Hongxiu shouted angrily, "Who in the whole city doesn't know that you have exceptional talent in barbarian arts? But you, instead of using your ancestral skills, insist on using those unorthodox painting techniques! Isn't this a public slap in the face to the Shen family?"

“In the past, those rumors could be dismissed as mere gossip, but your actions today are tantamount to telling the entire city that even the direct descendants of the Shen family have abandoned their ancestral skills.”

Shen Puning stubbornly replied, "Let others think what they want, it's none of my business!"

"You bastard!" Shen Hongxiu laughed angrily. "Do you think this is just your problem? Outsiders will think that there is a big problem with the Shen family, and they will speculate whether we are about to decline. The disciples of the Shen family will also think that even the fourth young lady, who has the strongest barbarian bone strength among the direct descendants of the Shen family, does not learn this. What use is it for them to learn it?"

She pointed to the faint outline of the city wall visible outside the window.

"This city, these industries, which one wasn't built on the prestige of the Shen family? Do you think your reckless act today only severed the face of the Hu family brat? You destroyed the very foundation upon which the Shen family stands!"

Shen Puning felt guilty. "It's not that serious. Don't scare me. I'm not a three-year-old!"

The room suddenly fell silent. Shen Puning looked up and saw her mother's disappointed eyes and furrowed brows. She clenched the ink stain on her sleeve into her palm.

"I...I won't do it again next time..."

Shen Hongxiu closed her eyes and sighed, "It's not that I want you to give up painting. I just hope you can distinguish between what's important and what's not. Since you were born into this family and have received the best barbarian bones, you should think more about the whole family and not waste your talent."

Shen Puning clenched her fist, but she felt that her talent lay in painting. Painting made her happy and effortless, but practicing boxing required her to grit her teeth and persevere, and every moment was torture.

But she couldn't bring herself to say these things.

“Puning, your mother is already in the late stage of the Golden Core realm. Our family’s savage bones are special. If we want to break through, we must return to the Southern Wilderness clan territory when we reach the peak of the Golden Core realm. There are enemies everywhere there, and it is a perilous journey. Your mother will not be able to stay with you for much longer.”

“Although your three older sisters are able to support the Shen family, they are ultimately not as strong as you. The future of the Shen family still rests on your shoulders. You are the one who should become the backbone of the Shen family.”

"You don't need to do too much. Just focus on cultivating the supernatural powers and combat skills of our Wuman clan and become strong enough. Your three older sisters will take care of the family affairs. Mother is waiting for the day when you lead our entire clan back to the Southern Wilderness and reclaim our lost territory."

"I...I understand, Mother."

Shen Hongxiu helped her up and rubbed her head. "Go back to the courtyard and have a good meal. Don't be angry with your mother. Your friend is waiting for you. Go on."

(End of this chapter)