Battle Through the Heavens: I Am the Righteous Path

Chapter 375 Don't bully the poor

"The power of fighting, the third stage!"

Looking at the five bright red characters on the exam magic stone tablet, the girl had no expression on her face. However, her seemingly indifferent eyes showed deep reluctance. She unconsciously clenched her hands tightly, unconsciously going too far. The force caused the nails to pierce the palms, and traces of blood slipped between the fingers, causing a heartbreaking pain.

Immediately afterwards, harsh ridicule came from the area below the testing table.

"This guy is really a waste."

"The patriarch is a powerful fighting saint, how could he give birth to such a useless daughter?"

"Hey~ don't say that about her. How can she say that she was once the proud daughter of heaven?"

"Yes, the once proud daughter of heaven is now inferior to a child who has just been practicing for a period of time. She has completely disgraced the family."

"If the patriarch hadn't been her father, he would have thrown her out to die."

There was a constant flow of sarcasm from the audience, as if they wanted to return all the arrogance and contempt the girl had towards them when she was a genius. Only a few people were amazed and regretful that their family was missing such a genius.

The girl raised her head and glanced indifferently at the sarcastic smiles in the audience, and the self-mockery on her lips was even more bitter.

However, the girl didn't say a word in rebuttal, or it was useless to say so.

Looking up at the high platform, her father, the patriarch, stood on the high platform, looking down at her with scarlet eyes. His eyes were full of ruthlessness and there was no trace of love for his biological daughter. The only hope in the girl's heart was destroyed. Nothing left.

Didn’t I already know this?

This man would not have the slightest sympathy for the waste, even if the waste was his daughter.

The girl lowered her head slightly, her hair covering her depressed eyes, and slowly turned around and walked off the stage. Her lonely figure was incompatible with the ridicule around her, as if she shouldn't exist in this world.

On the high platform, looking at the back of the girl who walked off the stage, the clan leader Xiao Wuyun snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain.

"This loser really embarrasses me. Just kill him."

Such indifferent yet cold words, as well as the killing intent in Xiao Wuyun's eyes, all revealed the authenticity of Xiao Wuyun's words.

And this is actually what a father can say to his daughter.

However, none of the elders around him felt anything was wrong. After all, this was how the family should be.

A worthless weakling has no meaning in existence, no matter what the identity of the other party is.

Only the third elder stood up and respectfully addressed Xiao Wuyun with his hands raised.

"Patriarch, calm down. Although Xiao Ying has become a waste for some reason, she is still your daughter. Although everyone laughs at her, if you, the father, kill your daughter with your own hands, it will inevitably appear that you are too unkind. , I’m afraid it will make everyone too afraid of you, which will be extremely detrimental to the family.”

What the third elder said was reasonable and well-founded.

Indeed, Xiao Ying has now become a waste. Everyone laughs at her and ridicules her. This may be due to the family's belief in the law of the jungle, but more importantly, it is revenge for Xiao Ying's former arrogance.

But that's it, that's it. At least for now, most people in the family are ridiculing, but they don't want to let Xiao Ying die.

In the family, it is natural for the weak to be despised and ridiculed, but if it is natural for them to die because they are weak, then this family would be too chilling.

Xiao Ying is not the only weak person in the family. Xiao Ying is just the last one among those weak people.

It is true that the weak will prey on the strong, but as such a huge family, if there is no room for the weak, how can this family continue?

To put it bluntly, even if Xiao Wuyun was really determined to kill Xiao Ying, he couldn't do it.

My own clan leader can even kill his own daughter so cruelly, let alone others?

"It is natural law that the weak should eat the strong! She is a waste and has no right to live in this world!" Xiao Wuyun shook his sleeves in displeasure, glanced at the third elder and asked: "Third elder, every time you want What is the purpose of excusing her as a loser?!"

Xiao Wuyun wanted to kill Xiao Ying not only once but twice, but every time he was stopped by the third elder.

In response to Xiao Wuyun's question, the third elder replied calmly.

"It's just for the sake of the family, nothing else. What's more, by keeping Xiao Ying, other people in the family can also have an outlet, which can greatly avoid other people's dissatisfaction."

Whenever someone feels unfair or uncomfortable in the family, they will feel much relieved after seeing Xiao Ying.

At least, the person at the bottom of the family is not myself.

Xiao Ying, the daughter of the patriarch, had such a low status in the family that even a child who had just learned to speak could point at her and abuse her wantonly.

"Humph!"

Xiao Wuyun snorted coldly, but was unable to refute the third elder's words.

It's really not worth it to risk losing people's hearts to kill an insignificant waste.

Setting up such a target to alleviate other people's grievances, this waste can be considered to have some effect.

"That's all, just let her live. She's just a waste. Our Xiao Clan can afford to raise her."

Xiao Wuyun turned around and strode away from here. The third elder looked at Xiao Wuyun's retreating back, with a somewhat unclear and complicated look in his eyes.

At this time, the first elder and the second elder on the side couldn't help but sigh.

"Unlike Xiao Ying, a loser who died on the way, the clan leader is a genius."

"That's right. By the time we reach our lineage, the power of the bloodline should have faded. I never thought that the Xiao clan would give birth to such a talented person as the clan leader. It is really a miracle that the power of the bloodline is so prosperous. .”

After hearing the words of the first elder and the second elder, the third elder's eyes became more complicated.

After a long time, he sighed deeply.

That's it, that's it.

As long as I can make the family prosperous, I have no idea what the patriarch does.

That’s right, Xiao Ying’s child suffered a lot.
After taking part in the test within the clan, Xiao Ying suffered the glare and ridicule all the way, and came to an extremely dilapidated hut at the edge of the family. Judging from the dilapidation of this hut, it was probably difficult to even provide shelter from the wind and rain. If you do, even the sun won’t want to stop here.

People outside may not be able to understand that this is the place where the daughter of the dignified Xiao clan leader lives.

Arriving in front of the dilapidated house, Xiao Ying bit her lip tightly as she looked at the various insulting words written on the dilapidated door, her heart aching even more.

Because of the arrogance I once had, these people tried to please me in every possible way, but now I want to use such harsh words and deeds to get it back.

Xiao Ying raised her head and let out a long sigh. Immediately, a Hexi smile appeared on her face. She reached out and gently placed her hand on the doorknob, pushed the door open with a creak and walked in.

After briefly adapting to the darkness in the hut, he saw a woman sleeping on the bed.

No, that should not be called a bed. It was just a pile of thatch piled on the ground, with several pieces of rags of different colors spread on it. The body was covered with a tattered quilt with little cotton left, and even the pillow was nothing more. Just stone bricks with a few rags on them.

Although Xiao Ying had made the sound of pushing the door as low as possible, the woman lying on the thatch was still awakened. She opened her distracted eyes slightly and slowly turned her head to look at Xiao Ying, who had carefully closed the door. A weak voice whispered.

"Ying'er, you're back."

"Mother." Xiao Ying trembled slightly when she heard the call, walked slowly to the thatch pile and squatted down, with a little apology in her eyes, "I'm sorry for waking you up."

"fine."

The woman smiled weakly and tried to get up by holding on to the thatch pile. Xiao Ying quickly reached out and helped her up.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

As soon as the woman sat up, she started coughing violently, which made Xiao Ying look suddenly panicked, and he hurriedly reached out and gently patted the woman's back.

It seemed that Xiao Ying's actions had an effect. The woman's coughing gradually stopped, her face softened slightly, and the look of weakness still remained on her face.

The woman turned her head slightly and looked at Xiao Ying with her cloudy eyes, with a little hope in her eyes.

"Ying'er, how was the test?"

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The woman's question made Xiao Ying's expression suddenly stagnant, and then he immediately came back to his senses and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, it's okay. The tester said that my fighting spirit has improved a bit and I will recover soon."

Although Xiao Ying tried her best to hide herself, how could the woman not see the loneliness and unwillingness in her eyes.

It is really difficult for a child’s little thoughts to escape the eyes of their parents.

There was deep guilt in the woman's eyes.

"I'm sorry, Ying'er, it's all because of my incompetence."

"Mother, what are you talking about? This is Ying'er's own problem and has nothing to do with you." Xiao Ying comforted softly and stood up immediately, "Please stay for a while, I will get you some water."

Xiao Ying turned around and walked to the corner, carrying the only intact wooden barrel in the whole hut and leaving the house. The moment Xiao Ying closed the door, the woman clearly saw a flash of light flashing across her side face.

This made the woman feel even more uncomfortable. She clutched the quilt tightly with her withered hands, and she was filled with self-blame in her heart.

Suddenly, the space in the hut was distorted, and a man whose face could not be seen clearly appeared here, wrapped in black air.

Seeing this man, the woman's face turned cold, her weak face revealed a sullen look, and she glared at this man angrily.

"What are you doing here?"

The woman's tone was full of unkindness, and the black man spoke slowly after a long silence. His tone was low and mixed with overlapping sounds, making it impossible to hear the original voice.

"Just to confirm, you didn't tell her the truth, right?"

"Don't worry, I won't mention a word to her."

The woman's answer was so angry, yet so helpless.

He, and his daughter, are still alive now because of the charity of the black man in front of him. If he really wants to take the lives of his mother and daughter, he can only move his fingers.

At least for this point, I should be grateful to him.However, when she thought that it was him and the man behind him who had harmed her daughter to such an extent, the woman could not feel any gratitude to him.

As for the woman's undisguised resentment, the black man pretended not to notice, stretched out his finger and tapped it, and some food suddenly appeared next to the thatch pile.

"Keep it, just think of it as a trivial apology."

After saying that, the black man disappeared into the house.

The woman looked at the food with disgust in her eyes.

But, helpless.

She, and her daughter, are not even fighters.

Being so small, what can you do in this family?

You are lucky to be alive.

The woman slowly closed her eyes and lay down slowly.

He closed his eyes and kept mumbling.

"Ying'er. I'm sorry for you, mother."

Xiao Ying carried the wooden bucket to a nearby well, placed the bucket on the edge of the well, raised her hand to gently wipe the dried tears from the corners of her eyes, and kept murmuring in her heart.

Don't cry. Xiao Ying was so arrogant before and looked down on anyone. What she is facing now is just repaying a debt.

At least for now, I still have my mother by my side, which is enough.

Xiao Ying breathed a sigh of relief, hung the bucket on the rope and lowered it into the well. Then he pulled the rope with great effort to winch the bucket up, untied the rope, and staggered towards the cabin at home carrying the bucket filled with clean water. go.

During this period, Xiao Ying deeply realized the lack of strength.

The well is only a thousand meters away from my home, but I can't even carry the bucket back home in one breath, and I have to stop several times.

Even the children in the clan can easily walk this distance carrying a bucket with one hand.

"Yo yo yo~ Isn't this the proud daughter of heaven?"

Suddenly, when Xiao Ying was still a hundred meters away from returning home, a rather unpleasant voice came over. Xiao Ying frowned and turned around to see a girl with an arrogant look slowly walking towards her.

Xiao Ling, the granddaughter of the eldest elder of the Xiao clan, was always compared with Xiao Ying by others when Xiao Ying was still in decline, which made her very jealous of Xiao Ying.

Now that Xiao Ying has fallen into decline, Xiao Ling has become the well-deserved strongest of the younger generation. At only 15 years old, he has reached the peak of Dou Wang, and is only one step away from breaking through to Dou Huang.

(This guy is here to cause trouble for me.)
Xiao Ying made this judgment in her heart, and then Xiao Ling's unpleasant voice came again.

"How did Xiao Ying, who used to be so aloof, end up in this situation now? As your former opponent, I really pity you~"

Xiao Ling mocked Xiao Ying in front of her wantonly, as if he wanted to take back all the humiliation he had received from her.

However, Xiao Ying has encountered cold ridicule from countless people in recent years. Although she felt a little uncomfortable with Xiao Ling's ridicule, she did not take it seriously.

Anyway, I'm used to it.

Xiao Ying ignored Xiao Ling and struggled to carry the barrel and walked towards home step by step. When Xiao Ling saw Xiao Ying ignoring her, there was resentment in her eyes. She raised her steps and stepped in front of her. In front of Xiao Ying.

"Hey, I'm talking to this loser like you, didn't you hear me?"

Facing Xiao Ling standing in front of her, Xiao Ying remained speechless and walked around her calmly carrying the barrel.

Although I am in a state of decline now, it is far from what I was before.

But if Xiao Ying was to bow to the girl in front of her, she would never do it.

Seeing Xiao Ying ignoring her for the second time, Xiao Ling's pretty face immediately became distorted. She raised her leg and kicked the barrel in her hand away without Xiao Ying being able to react. Xiao Ying wasted no time. The water that was almost delivered home after a lot of effort was scattered everywhere.

Xiao Ying was angry in her heart, staring at Xiao Ling's proud face, clenching her fists tightly.

But then, Xiao Ying forcibly endured it, turned around, picked up the bucket, and walked towards the well, obviously wanting to get another bucket of water.

Although Xiao Ying endured it, Xiao Ling couldn't bear it anymore.

Being ignored over and over again by a loser made her inner self-esteem unacceptable!

Just when Xiao Ying was about to pick up the barrel, a foot suddenly stretched out and stepped on the barrel, causing Xiao Ying to freeze suddenly.

Xiao Ying immediately raised her head, but before she could speak, a long sword suddenly appeared in Xiao Ling's hand, pointing at Xiao Ying from a distance, staring at her coldly.

"You loser, how dare you ignore me over and over again? With your current status, even if I kill you, no one will blame me!"

Although Xiao Ling said so, it was just a harsh word. She would never dare to kill Xiao Ying.

No matter how useless Xiao Ying is today, she is still the daughter of the clan leader. This is an indisputable fact. Although Xiao Wuyun usually hates Xiao Ying and allows others to ridicule Xiao Ying in every possible way, he is his biological father after all. Girl, if you really want to kill Xiao Ying, who knows if he will avenge his daughter.

Seeing Xiao Ling's angry expression in front of her, Xiao Ying felt deep unwillingness in her heart.

In the past, Xiao Ling didn't even dare to speak louder in front of him, but now he could abuse her face to face without any concealment.

As for what Xiao Ying was thinking, Xiao Ling completely ignored him and pointed the tip of his sword downward slightly.

"Kneel down and kowtow to me to apologize, otherwise I will crush this barrel."

Hearing Xiao Ling's words, Xiao Ying's shoulders trembled again.

Except for her mother, she would never bow to anyone, including her father.

However, this wooden barrel is the only one in her home.

Although it is just a small wooden barrel, with her current status, everyone regards her as bad luck, and it is difficult to find another one.

Even if this time doesn't happen, if my mother needs water urgently one day in the future.
"Hurry up, I'm not a loser like you. I don't have so much time to waste with you."

Xiao Ling's proud voice urged, and the strength under her feet gradually increased.

Seeing this, Xiao Ying bit her lower lip so hard that it drew blood.

Finally, Xiao Ying slowly bent her knees.

Between self-esteem and her mother, Xiaoying chose the latter.

However, when Xiao Ling saw Xiao Ying kneeling down, the expression on her face was still not satisfied, and she tapped Xiao Ying's head with the long sword in her hand.

"What I'm saying is, kowtow and apologize. Don't try to fool me like this."

After Xiao Ying heard this, he clenched his fists tightly.

His body was slightly stooped, and his forehead hit the ground heavily under Xiao Ling's gaze.

At this moment, Xiao Ying seemed to hear the last bit of dignity in her heart shattered.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Xiao Ling felt extremely happy when she saw that the proud woman who was once compared to herself was now kowtowing to herself like a bereaved dog just to get back a wooden barrel.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Ying, whose head hit the ground, suddenly heard a breaking sound, raised her head suddenly, and looked at the wood slag in front of her that was broken into several pieces in astonishment.

Xiao Ying's eyes were dull, and her heart felt extremely sad at this moment.

He abandoned everything, abandoned his last bit of self-esteem, and did as Xiao Ling asked.

But he couldn't even save a small wooden barrel.

The strong have no need to talk about credit for the weak.

The weak are not qualified to reason with the strong.

The weak eat the strong, this is the common sense that is deeply engraved in the hearts of everyone in the clan.

Xiao Ling raised the corner of his mouth, humiliatingly patted Xiao Ying's dull side face with his sword, grinning, that pretty face looked so vicious at this moment.

"Xiao Ying, I will improve your memory this time. If you dare to ignore my words next time, you will be more than just a wooden barrel."

After saying that, Xiao Ling put away the long sword and passed Xiao Ying with a smile.

Xiao Ying looked at the broken barrel on the ground, her body trembling with suppressed anger, and she stood up on the ground.

At this moment, she really wanted to rush forward and vent her anger.

But, no.

The only person who can take care of my mother is myself.

Must be patient.
"Xiao Ling, I took note of it."

Looking at Xiao Ling's leaving figure, Xiao Ying's eyes revealed a bone-chilling resentment.

"30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi."

"Don't bully, young people are poor."

　Juvenile refers to boys and girls.

　　In addition, I originally planned to shout it in front of Xiao Yan just like Xiao Yan in the original novel, but when I think about it, the situation of Xiao Yan and Xiao Ying is very different. No matter how Xiao Yan is, at least he has the elder father of his own clan to protect him. , Xiao Ying really doesn’t have anything, and shouting it out in person seems too heartless. Although I also admit that it does not look very passionate when written like this, please forgive me.

　　Note: None of the characters in this play are fictional except for the last names.

　　
　
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