Battle Through the Heavens: I Am the Righteous Path

"Strength of fighting, third level!"

Seeing the bright red words revealed on the stone tablet, the family examiner's eyes were filled with disdain, and he deliberately raised his voice to announce the result, which attracted a group of whispers below, and all the conversations revealed contempt and disdain.

"A waste is still a waste after all. He hasn't improved at all in all these years."

"It's a pity that she is the daughter of the clan leader. If it were me, I would have committed suicide long ago."

"I don't know why the clan leader wants to keep her in the family. It's a sheer waste of resources to keep a useless person."

"Hey, it's not just one useless person, but two."

Listening to the undisguised sarcasm and ridicule from the audience, Hun Ying, who was standing in front of the stone tablet, had a blank expression on his face, and his scarlet eyes did not show any emotion at all. He turned and walked away from the testing table. The examiner was unwilling to even look at this family waste any more. He looked at the next test taker, and the already contemptuous expression on his face became even more contemptuous. He raised his head and said in a contemptuous voice.

"The next test taker is Hun Yan."

As the words fell, the expressions on the faces of the people who had looked down on Hunying just now became even more contemptuous, and then a handsome man slowly walked out from the crowd. When the examiner saw him, his face was full of disgust and he greeted him with bad words.

"Come up and finish the test, then get out of here. Don't waste everyone's time!"

Hun Yan remained silent despite the harsh words spoken by the examiner, or rather, he had no right to retort. He came to the side of the test table, looked at the tall test table with a troubled expression, and came to the side of the test table, holding onto it and climbing up with difficulty.

Undoubtedly, this scene caused others to burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha! This guy can't even get on the testing table!"

"I thought Soul Hero was useless enough, but this guy is even more useless than Soul Hero!"

"It is a disgrace to the Soul Clan for them to be gone!"

The others continued to laugh, and the examiner on the stage was so angry that his heart and lungs were about to explode. He had been an examiner for so many years, and only Hun Yan was so useless that he couldn't even climb up to the test bench. This was unprecedented!

"Hurry up! Don't dawdle!"

The examiner could not help but yell in anger. Hun Yan climbed up with great difficulty. He was obviously very tired but did not dare to delay at all. He did not even dare to breathe and hurried to the stone tablet. He raised his hand and touched the stone tablet. His shoulders were shaking slightly. It can be seen that he put in all his strength, but the stone tablet did not move for a long time, which made the examiner next to him yell in anger again.

"You don't even know how to inject fighting spirit? What on earth do you do for a living?!"

The roar of the examiner made Hun Yan a little anxious, and seemed to motivate him, and he successfully made red words appear on the stone tablet. When the red words were seen, the whole place was silent, and even the examiner's eyebrows twitched, and he didn't even have the heart to be angry.

Written on the stone tablet was [Fighting Power One]. Not to mention the characters, even the [One] was only half visible!
No? How can a person be so useless?
"You" the examiner pointed at Hun Yan, his mouth twitched for a long time before he let out a sigh of relief and waved his hand helplessly, "Forget it, you can go down."

"Thank you for your help."

Hun Yan lowered his head nervously to the examiner, who didn't even want to look at him and kept waving his hands as if he was trying to drive away something dirty.

Afterwards, Hun Yan struggled to turn over and climb down from the test bench. At this time, the people in the audience stopped even making sarcastic remarks.

They still have the heart to mock Soul Hero, but Soul Flame is so useless that it makes people feel sorry for him, and it feels cheap to mock him.

The examiner held his head helplessly, his expression improved a little after seeing the next name, and he shouted out loudly.

"Next, Soul!"

Hun Yan, who was about to leave, heard the name and looked back at Hun Ling who was walking onto the test platform surrounded by the crowd, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

Not to mention the status of a soul spirit, even if it was just the status of an ordinary person, Hun Yan felt superior.

He was clearly trying very hard to live, so why was his situation so miserable?
Hun Yan shook his head, stopped thinking about these sad things, and walked away.

He still has a part-time job today, and he gets five banknotes every month. With his ability, he can't even get one banknote. If he doesn't go to work quickly, he won't even have anything to eat.

Afterwards, Hun Yan went straight to a herbal medicine shop. The shop owner, who was sitting at the door enjoying the cool air, saw Hun Yan and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes. He stood up and greeted him cheerfully.

"Hun Yan, you are here. How was the test?"

"Forehead"

Hearing the drugstore owner's question, Hun Yan's expression instantly became extremely depressed. The drugstore owner felt something was wrong and realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he secretly slapped himself in the face.

Look at you, you clearly know what the soul flame is, but you have to be so stupid as to mention this.

"Ahem! Hun Yan, we have new herbs today. Go and put them on the shelves." The owner of the medicine shop coughed twice to change the subject, and then shook his finger, "Since you have worked so hard for so long, I will give you an extra ticket if you finish sorting out these herbs today!"

"Really?"

The words of the drug store owner were indeed useful. Hun Yan instantly recovered from his depression, quickly rolled up his sleeves and entered the drug store, and began to skillfully sort the herbs. The drug store owner looked at Hun Yan's busy back and showed deep pity in his eyes.

Originally, his small herbal medicine shop did not need any employees, but he took in Hun Yan out of pity. Hun Yan did not ask for much, as long as he could give him something to eat to fill his stomach.

Not long after, Hun Yan finished sorting out the herbs and was stunned when he saw the remaining scattered herbs.

I remember that these herbs seemed to be needed by Hun Ying's mother. I saw her buy them last time, but I heard the boss say that just one side of the herbs cost five banknotes. I haven't seen Hun Ying buy them for a long time. After all, Hun Ying only earns five banknotes a month, and she can't go out to work because she has to take care of her mother, or no one would want her if she went out to work. Hun Yan knew very well that she was lucky to be hired as an employee by the owner of the drug store, and he was not needed.

Perhaps because they were both waste, Hun Yan felt some ripples in his heart and took those scattered herbs to the owner of the medicine shop.

"Boss, what do we do with these herbs?"

"Hmm?" The owner of the medicine shop glanced at the scattered herbs in Hun Yan's hand, and then waved his hand lightly, "Throw them all away. They are just scraps, and no one will buy them."

"Can I give it to someone else?"

Hun Yan asked somewhat embarrassedly, causing the drugstore owner to raise an eyebrow slightly, and immediately thought of Hun Ying who had come to buy medicine before.

It’s not that Hun Ying and Hun Yan have a very good relationship, but they are both notorious losers in the clan, and it’s hard to think of one without thinking of the other.

"Okay, but you can't just send it over there, right?" The owner of the medicine shop waved his hand and pointed to the back room. "There's a medicine jar in there. Once it's done, give it to the person and then bring the jar back to me."

"thank you boss!"

Hun Yan thanked him happily, then took the herbs into the inner room and started to boil the medicine. Having worked here for such a long time, he was naturally very familiar with this matter.

About half an hour later, Hun Yan came out from the inner room holding a medicine jar.

"Boss, I'll be back after I deliver the medicine."

"Well, go ahead. Be careful on the road and don't fall."

The drugstore owner raised his hand and waved, looking at Hun Yan's receding back, sadness revealed in his eyes, and he sighed deeply.

"What a good child! He is down-to-earth, hardworking, and has a good personality. How could he be born here?"

The drugstore owner shook his head sadly, then slowly sat down and waited for customers to come.

At this time, in another thatched hut in the corner of the Soul Clan, the house was leaking on all sides and there was not even a bed. There was only some dry straw spread on the ground to barely make a bed. The house was bare, except for the thin sheet woven with leaves on the bed, and there was only a small wooden bucket for fetching water in the corner.

A beautiful woman was lying on the straw bed, the former wife of the clan leader, Hun Qingge. Her face was a little pale and she looked visibly weak. The leaves covering her body were just a blanket, and they could not stop the wind and rain at all, causing the beautiful woman's condition to worsen.

Hun Ying knelt beside the bed, looking at Hun Qingge's weak face, his eyes flickering slightly.

He can't come again this time, right?
Knock knock knock~
At this moment, a knock on the door interrupted Hun Ying's thoughts. He turned back to look at the door in surprise, which made Hun Ying raise his eyebrows slightly.

It's him?

Then Hun Ying stood up and walked to the door. When he opened the door, he saw Hun Yan standing outside holding a medicine jar. Hun Ying was really surprised by this.

Hun Yan here is a poor man who can't even feed himself, and has to rely on the help of the drugstore owner to barely survive in this family. How could he have the spare money to buy medicine?

"Hun Ying, this is the medicine that I just boiled. Give it to Aunt Qingge after she wakes up." Hun Yan handed the medicine pot to the stunned Hun Ying, with an embarrassed expression on his face: "Sorry, these are just scattered herbs, the effect may not be so good."

".No problem, thank you."

Hun Ying responded softly, and Hun Yan smiled after hearing that.

"That's good. If there are loose herbs next time and the boss agrees, I will send them to you again." After saying that, Hun Yan waved his hand and turned to leave. "Just put the medicine jar away after you finish taking the medicine. I will come to get it later."

Hun Ying, holding the medicine jar, looked at Hun Yan's back which was getting farther and farther away, and then suddenly opened his mouth to stop him.

"and many more!"

"Ok?"

Hun Yan stopped and looked back at Hun Ying in confusion, who asked softly.

"You can barely afford to eat, so why did you come to bring me medicine? Our relationship is not that good?" "Well, maybe it's because we are not doing well in the family." Hun Yan pinched his chin and thought for a while, then gave such an answer, and then chuckled, "If two people who are not doing well help each other, maybe they will live a better life~"

Hearing Hun Yan's answer, Hun Ying's eyes flickered slightly, and Hun Yan waved goodbye, leaving Hun Ying with a gradually receding back.

A completely different answer, but still the same him.
Hunying said this in his heart and slowly closed the door of the room.

Fetching water. Well, Yunying needs to fetch water every day again this time.

And just like before, trouble came to her again as if it had recognized its master.

"Hahaha! Hunying, if you get under my crotch today, I will leave immediately. Otherwise, forget about getting any water today."

The Great Elder's daughter, Hun Ling, stepped on the only small wooden barrel in Hun Ying's house and mocked Hun Ying wildly with familiar words.

Seeing this, Hunying did not intend to argue. He simply bent down and crawled under Hunying's crotch as he had done before.

And as she expected, no one came to stop her this time.

Hunling looked at Hunying happily as he passed under his crotch, feeling very happy.

"Hun Ying, your straightforwardness makes me very happy. I will let you go this time~"

After saying this, the soul turned and left, humming a little tune. You could tell that he was in a very good mood.

After the soul had gone away, Hun Ying slowly got up and brushed off the dust on his body.

(Doing something I've done before again doesn't seem to make me feel as humiliated anymore, or is it because I know it's fake?)
As Hunying was thinking this, he was suddenly stunned and turned to look at the person who walked out from the corner.

It was none other than Hun Yan.

"Well. How are you?"

Hun Yan asked weakly, while Hun Ying had a calm expression and a tone that showed neither joy nor sadness.

"It's okay. I'm used to it." Hun Ying turned around to face Hun Yan and raised his eyebrows slightly. "You were watching from the side just now?"

Hun Ying's question was just an ordinary inquiry, but Hun Yan's face was immediately filled with guilt after hearing it, and he lowered his head deeply.

"I'm so sorry, I don't know how to stop Miss Soul, I can only watch from the sidelines."

"I don't blame you. Why are you apologizing? It has nothing to do with you."

Hun Ying said this so nonchalantly, but Hun Yan felt his heart tighten and he felt very uncomfortable.

Just when Hun Yan was blaming himself, Hun Ying suddenly asked.

"Hun Yan, do you think dignity is useful to us?"

The inexplicable question made Hun Yan stunned for a moment, and then he scratched his face and answered uncertainly.

"Dignity. I don't think it has anything to do with us." Hun Yan smiled and replied, "After all, we have done our best just to survive, right?"

Hun Yan's last words highlighted his lack of confidence.

After hearing the answer from Hun Yan, Hun Ying saw that Hun Yan had the same silly expression as before, but this time he couldn't laugh.

Afterwards, Hun Ying looked at Hun Yan with extremely serious eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"Hun Yan, if I am wronged one day in the future, will you stand up and speak for me?"

"Ah? Who would wrong you?"

Hun Yan was slightly stunned, and Hun Ying spoke again.

"Don't care who wronged me, just tell me, will you stand up?"

"I may, or I may not." Hun Yan lowered his head and thought for a while before answering, looking very embarrassed. "I still want to live now, so I probably won't offend others just to speak for you. But if I don't want to live anymore, I might stand up for you."

"Is it."

Hun Ying responded in a deep voice, and this time, her eyes revealed a deep look.

If you don't want to live anymore, will you stand up for me?
Hunying murmured in his heart, and then couldn't help laughing.

I'm afraid this is reversing cause and effect.

As expected, this man's inner self has not changed at all no matter what the environment he is in.

"According to the clan leader's oral instructions, Hun Qingge and her daughter secretly communicated with the enemy clan out of hatred and attempted to sneak into the forbidden area of ​​the Hun clan to steal the secret book. The clan leader has personally beheaded Hun Qingge and ordered us to capture Hun Ying!"

On the street, a Soul Clan Saint Guard read out loudly to all the gathered people, while in front of him, the Soul Hero who was restrained by the Soul Clan Saint Guards howled in defense.

"I didn't! My mother didn't betray the clan! We never sneaked into the forbidden area!"

No matter how Hun Ying explained, the Holy Guards of the Hun Clan remained unmoved. The surrounding Hun Clan members also knew that this was an absolute frame-up. Regardless of whether they were secretly communicating with the enemy clan, if Hun Qingge and her daughter could really sneak into the forbidden area, then there would be no need for the forbidden area to exist.

However, even though everyone knew that this was a frame-up and an injustice, no one stood up to redress Hunying's grievances.

"take away!"

As the Soul Clan Holy Guard issued this order, Hun Ying was taken away by the Soul Clan Holy Guard without any resistance.

Hun Ying was brought to Hun Wuyun in the clan leader's mansion by the Soul Clan's Holy Guards. Hun Wuyun investigated and found nothing, so he cut Hun Ying's tendons in his hands and feet and ordered the Soul Clan's Holy Guards to temporarily lock Hun Ying in the dungeon.

And from beginning to end, Soul Flame never appeared.

But even so, Hunying understood it very clearly in his heart.

He will stand up, he will definitely stand up.

Because he is just that kind of person. No matter when or where, the true self in his heart will never change.

Hun Ying, who was imprisoned in the dungeon, slowly raised her head. As she expected, she saw Hun Yan running in with a panicked look on his face.

"Hun Ying, the Soul Clan's Holy Guards are not here now, I will rescue you!"

Hun Yan whispered this to Hun Ying, and then took out the iron wire he had prepared in advance and pried back and forth on Hun Ying's handcuffs. Perhaps because Hun Ying's hand and foot tendons had been cut, he did not spend too much time on the lock. After a while, Hun Yan knocked the two handcuffs open, and then saw Hun Ying collapsed on the ground. Only then did he notice the blood lines on Hun Ying's wrists and ankles. He gritted his teeth, carried Hun Ying on his back and quickly left the dungeon, and took Hun Ying away from here before the Soul Clan Holy Guards returned.

Under the cover of night, Hun Yan ran wildly on the street carrying Hun Ying on his back. Hun Ying raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky. At this moment, Hun Ying suddenly felt that they were not running for their lives, but taking a leisurely stroll in the night.

Escape, where can I escape to?

This is the Soul Clan's space, and Hun Yan barely even has any fighting spirit. If he continues to run like this, he will not be able to escape. Once he is discovered by the Soul Clan's Holy Guards, Hun Yan will also be dead.

After all, he was just a piece of trash, and no one would care about him even if he died.

Hun Ying lowered his head and looked at the beads of sweat on Hun Yan's forehead. He was obviously tired and out of breath but still unwilling to slow down. His scarlet eyes showed a bright look and he asked softly.

"Why did you come to save me? You knew clearly that it was meaningless. I couldn't escape, and you would have to sacrifice your life in vain."

Hun Ying's words made Hun Yan silent for a long time, and finally he gave an answer.

"It means something. It means something to me."

"If I don't save you, even if I continue to live until I grow old, I will always despise and resent the person I am today."

Hun Yan tilted his head slightly, his black eyes staring into Hun Ying's scarlet eyes.

"I have saved you now. Even if I die later, I will have no regrets and a clear conscience."

"Because what I did was right! And neither was you!"

This answer made Hun Ying's scarlet eyes sparkle, and tears slowly slid down from the corners of his eyes.

I am not wrong. I am not wrong.
Hunying finally understood.

At that time, when I was wronged and no one spoke up for me, what I wanted to hear was someone say this to me.
Hun Ying's tears slid down her face, her chin dropped slightly, and she leaned on Hun Yan's shoulder, her heart filled with emotion.

(Xiao Yan. Thank you.) (End of this chapter)