The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 775

Chapter 775: 623 Shocking! Xie Nian, can you be any more arrogant? [2 updates]

"Do you see, Great Elder, if he hadn’t entered the Judicial Hall, if he had stayed peacefully within his clan, he would not have died," Yun Shan pointed at the document. "If he hadn’t died, wouldn’t he be more formidable than Xie Huanran by now?"

The moment he entered the Judicial Hall, his life was no longer his own.

"Do you think he didn’t want to live?" Yun Shan’s eyes also reddened, "It’s because he placed your lives above his own!" Yun Shan exclaimed, "He died protecting you, how dare you speak such words?"

The Fang Family Great Elder clenched his teeth.

The words were like a slap to the face, leaving a burning pain on his cheek.

"And more!" Yun Shan withdrew a portrait from the box with one hand, and with the other, he gripped the Fang Family Great Elder’s neck, drawing closer, "Look at Protector Gu Mu’s face, do you still dare to say the Judicial Hall is a useless, unjust pile of trash that can’t handle affairs?"

The Fang Family Great Elder stared blankly at the portrait.

The elder depicted in the portrait had kind, gentle brows and a warm, inviting smile.

Long-buried memories burst forth at that moment.

All of this had happened over a hundred years ago.

The Fang Family was still a medium-sized clan, and the Lin, Xie, and Yue families had not yet ascended to become the top Three Great Clans.

At that time, the second and third-ranked families joined forces to attack the surrounding clans, which they could not fend off, so they sought help from other powers.

But other forces were reluctant to get involved in the messy situation, only people from the Judicial Hall came.

The Great Elder of the Fang Family had a profound recollection, as at that time he was still a small child of eight years old, with cultivation as good as none.

To save him, to protect him from harm, Protector Gu Mu would rather have been stabbed in the abdomen by enemies than fail to bring him to safety.

Although Protector Gu Mu’s cultivation was mighty, with enemies front and rear, he eventually died on the battlefield.

The enemies didn’t leave his body behind, they burned him to ashes, and tossed them into the river.

Protector Gu Mu saved over a hundred people by himself, yet his family couldn’t even retrieve his ashes.

Incidents like these were too numerous to count.

It was also because of the Judicial Hall that no major battles have occurred in the Ancient Martial World for over a hundred years.

The Fang Family Great Elder was completely speechless.

While he was enjoying himself in the clan, with enough resources for cultivation to advance, guards from the Judicial Hall stationed at the borders of major clans lived on the edge of life and death at all times.

Tiredness meant sleeping right there on the ground, and being able to eat a hot bun was a great joy.

No one considered that they too had families and friends.

"Your peace, your cultivation resources, were all exchanged for by these dead," Yun Shan sneered, "You truly are an ungrateful wretch!"

"Enough." Fu Yunshen’s eyes were indifferent, "Pack away the things, take him down."

With a cold snort, Yun Shan said no more, and together with Yun Wu, they escorted the listless Great Elder of the Fang Family away.

The hall remained silent.

The elders were clearly hurt as well.

"The Judicial Hall actively sacrifices and dedicates itself to the Ancient Martial World, yet in the mouths of some, it becomes a useless, idle pile of trash," the Great Elder clenched his fist. "No wonder the number of people willing to join the Judicial Hall is increasingly few."

Who would do such a thankless job that not only involves hard work but also getting cursed at?

A thankless task indeed.

If even one matter is mishandled, they get cursed out.

Because they couldn’t handle Xie Huanran, all the sacrifices of the Judicial Hall were negated.

It became a laughingstock.

The Great Elder closed his eyes, his voice trembling, "I am disheartened for the predecessors buried underground."

If Protector Gu Mu and Xu Yunfeng were aware under the spring, knowing that their descendants not only forgot their sacrifices but also ridiculed the Judicial Hall for having no ability to manage Xie Huanran, what would they feel?

"Great Elder, you needn’t be disheartened," Fu Yunshen said indifferently, "People who can say such things, who have such thoughts, are inherently selfish and do not know how to consider others."

"The Judicial Hall has no obligation to protect them, nor do they deserve to be saved."

The noble sacrifice themselves, while the petty thrive.

The decline of the Ancient Martial World is to be expected.

"Yunshen," the Great Elder was startled, whispering, "when our day comes, there will only be you left."

He spoke earnestly, "You cultivate quickly, I believe within ten years, you will surely be able to kill Xie Huanran and rid the Ancient Martial World of this threat."

Fu Yunshen remained silent for a moment, then smiled, "Ten years, there are too many variables."

"I’ve already ordered the Right Protector to keep a close watch on the Xie Family," said the Great Elder. "If such an incident occurs again, we will move other clans to the Secular World, and our Judicial Hall will seal off the passage to the Ancient Martial World once and for all, even if it means perishing together with that old thing!"

Xie Huanran had not laid a hand on the Judicial Hall for so long, also because the key to the passageway of the Ancient Martial World was held solely by the Judicial Hall.

No one else knew.

Without the Judicial Hall, the Ancient Martial World would be sealed off permanently.

So even though the Judicial Hall’s top martial forces suffered losses again and again, its status remained unshakable.

"We haven’t reached that point yet," Fu Yunshen said lightly, "We need to find someone."

"Who?"

"Feng Xiu."

"Feng Xiu? Him?" The Great Elder chuckled dismissively, "He is probably already dead, otherwise, he wouldn’t have disappeared for so long."

However, the Second Elder spoke up, "Big brother, it’s not impossible—Yunshen is right. Feng Xiu may well be alive. In that case, entrust me with a Guard Squad, and I shall go with the Third Elder to find him."

The Third Elder nodded in agreement, "The news indicates that Xie Huanran has gone into Closed-door Cultivation, at least for three months."