Chapter 00176: An Old Grudge
# An Old Grudge
Chapter 176
Novel: AFK Game: Portal to Another World
Chapter 176: An Old Grudge
Fighting Tian Jing alone was already so difficult.
If not for the internal injuries she had sustained, Yang Yiyi would have never been able to win, even with Li Chengxi's support from the sidelines.
For another person to arrive at this moment was undoubtedly adding frost to snow for Yang Yiyi.
Li Chengxi was even prepared to reach into the screen and interfere directly.
But then, a divine turn of events suddenly occurred.
Yang Yiyi's Martial Uncle appeared to be there to help Tian Jing, yet she ran Tian Jing through with a single sword strike.
She thrust with such force, it was as if she wanted to shove the entire sword hilt in after it.
"Why?"
Tian Jing couldn't believe it.
Her own junior martial sister had actually attacked her from behind.
The disciples were even more astonished, their mouths agape.
Someone even rubbed their eyes, feeling as if they might be dreaming.
It was true that their Master and Martial Uncle did not get along well, often bickering over small matters in daily life, but that was all there was to it.
How could she act as if she had suddenly gone mad?
"Why?"
Yang Yiyi's Martial Uncle's voice choked with sobs, yet it was exceptionally firm.
"I also want to know why! Why did you send a disciple to that Liu Family?"
The disciples of the Green Robe Sect had at most only suspected this, but this Martial Uncle clearly knew the inside story.
She seemed to be relishing in Tian Jing's pain, but her voice was laced with tears as she said:
"When I was young, I gave birth to a daughter. Because I was unwed, I never told a soul and left her in the care of a nearby farmer's family, waiting only for the child to grow up so I could secretly bring her into the sect. I looked forward to the day when mother and child could be reunited. But you!"
With a twist of her wrist, the blade spun within Tian Jing's body, causing her to spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"But you, to curry favor with the Liu Family, you tricked her into becoming a cultivation cauldron! By the time I found my poor child, she had been tortured until she was no longer human in form, not even her bones were left intact. Do you have any idea how I felt at that moment!"
She stared at Tian Jing, wishing she could devour her flesh and sleep on her skin.
"Unfortunately, my martial arts were inferior to yours, and I had little chance even with a sneak attack. I have been enduring all this time to avenge my great enmity. I thought I would never have the chance in this lifetime, but I never expected, I never expected such a golden opportunity today. It seems my daughter is helping me!"
This was also why, when Yang Yiyi had come to their door, her Martial Uncle had not said a single word.
Tian Jing had thought she was just standing aside and enjoying the show because of their discord, never imagining that she was actually waiting for an opportunity.
Watching this scene, Yang Yiyi was no longer just shocked; she was utterly terrified.
She subconsciously took a few steps back, as if the tangible resentment was pushing her away.
"Your... daughter, for such a matter... I was just... for the ancestral foundation..."
"This broken sect should have collapsed long ago!"
With an angry shout, she pulled the sword out.
Tian Jing fell to the ground with a thud, crimson blood instantly soaking the stone slabs.
Yang Yiyi's Martial Uncle knelt on the ground, clutching her head and weeping bitterly.
Her voice was a mournful cry, every word a tear of blood.
He had thought this trip was just about Yang Yiyi returning to expose the fact that her master was actually a piece of shit, but he hadn't expected this kind of drama.
As Li Chengxi was marveling in front of the screen at how events were unfolding as fast as a tornado, he suddenly glanced at Tian Jing's character card and noticed her HP bar wasn't empty yet.
Immediately after, he saw Tian Jing, who should have been motionless, suddenly raise her hand and strike her weeping junior martial sister with her palm.
The latter instantly spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, splattering it all over Tian Jing.
But she probably wouldn't care anymore.
That palm strike had used up all her remaining True Qi, and her HP bar completely emptied.
"Martial Uncle!"
Yang Yiyi, being the closest, cried out in alarm.
Just as she was about to approach and offer aid, her Martial Uncle roared:
"Don't come over! Stay away from me!"
She reached out, pulled an object from Tian Jing's finger, and casually tossed it away.
"From today, this Green Robe Sect is yours to handle!"
Yang Yiyi's mind went blank.
She caught the thrown object and looked, only to realize it was the iron thumb ring worn only by the Sect Master.
Staggering to her feet, Yang Yiyi's Martial Uncle threw her head back and laughed.
It was hard to tell if the sound was laughter or crying; perhaps it was both.
A few seconds later, she collapsed again.
Yang Yiyi went forward to check and found that all her meridians had been severed.
She had taken her own life.
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As the saying goes, life is unsatisfactory in eight or nine times out of ten.
For everything to go smoothly and as planned is indeed rare, and situations that exceed expectations are very likely to occur.
For example, Yang Yiyi's junior martial sister had rushed down the mountain in a great hurry to find a doctor, then led the doctor on a mad dash back up the mountain, only to find her Master and Martial Uncle both dead.
At the very least, the doctor was brought for nothing.
It was hard to imagine how devastated this junior martial sister must have been.
One could only say this was the cycle of heavenly principles, a just retribution.
Tian Jing had curried favor with the Liu Family to strengthen the Green Robe Sect, but it was precisely because of this that she ended up being killed by her closest junior martial sister.
With both masters of their generation dead, theoretically, the eldest senior martial sister with the highest seniority should succeed as the Sect Master.
However, before she died, the Martial Uncle had thrown the Sect Master's iron thumb ring to Yang Yiyi.
Yang Yiyi had already planned not to continue as a disciple of the Green Robe Sect, but she had never been formally expelled.
Theoretically, it was as if her Martial Uncle had passed the position of Sect Master to her.
Now, things were in a real mess.
Of course, this was only in theory, as the circumstances at the time were hardly normal.
But the eldest senior martial sister, He Ling, was also a sharp one.
She immediately led the other disciples to pay their respects to the new Sect Master.
It was unclear what she was thinking.
As for Yang Yiyi...
Well, her brain was in a shutdown state.
She couldn't comprehend what had happened at all, being led around like a doll.
"Wake up, it's time for you to accept reality."
"Brother Li, am I dreaming?"
"Your Master and Martial Uncle have already been sent for burial, and you're still telling me you're dreaming?"
"..."
That was certainly a unique way to deliver a sharp blow to make someone face reality.
Since people had died, the local government sent someone over to check on the situation.
However, they barely asked any questions, truly just taking a look before saying, "Do not involve the commoners," and then leaving.
As mentioned before, people of the martial world solve their own problems.
The government saw that it was merely two people from the martial world who had died and paid it no mind.
They died often enough anyway.
As long as commoners weren't involved and they remembered to clean up the ground after their fights, anything was fine.
Yang Yiyi was in a complete daze.
Seeing this, her eldest senior martial sister had her, Li Yingluo, and Zheng Yinping rest in a guest room while she took others to handle the funeral arrangements for their Master and Martial Uncle.
"Elder Sister Yang, what are you going to do now?"
Hearing Li Yingluo's words, Yang Yiyi panicked.
"I... I don't know either."
She had only intended to say a few words and leave.
Who knew so many things would happen? She had never thought about any of this.
Moreover, the Sect Master's iron thumb ring, still stained with blood, was in her hand.
It felt like a hot potato; she couldn't throw it away, nor could she keep it.
"Do you want to stay and be the Sect Master?"
"How would I know how to do that?"
"Then come back to Liu Prefecture with us. As for this Sect Master business, just find someone to dump it on."
Zheng Yinping's words were quite reasonable.
If Yang Yiyi became the Sect Master, she would probably be sweet-talked by the disciples until she couldn't find her way.
Especially since this Green Robe Sect, despite its small size, seemed to have quite a few internal problems.
"Don't rush. Stay here for a couple of days first."
"Brother Li, you want Elder Sister Yang to be the Sect Master?"
"I didn't say that. I just meant, look at Yang Yiyi's dazed expression; her brain probably hasn't caught up yet. What I mean is, whether you stay or go, you have to think it over carefully. The Green Robe Sect is, after all, the place where you've lived for ten years. No one else can make this decision for you."
Li Chengxi's words were impartial, but what he was actually thinking was:
Oh yeah, maybe I can find a few secret manuals or something.
It was still the typical player's mindset.