Looking at An Yirou's blank expression, An Zhengzheng suddenly had an idea.
She asked An Yirou, "What's your opinion on women cultivating the path of ruthlessness? Do you also think what those people just said is right?"
Does Yi Rou also believe that women should not cultivate the path of ruthlessness?
An Yirou paused, and seeing An Zhengzheng looking at her intently, she hesitated, "Actually, what everyone said isn't entirely without merit..."
For women, cultivating the Path of Ruthlessness is arduous, and marriage is also difficult. Moreover, how can female cultivators compare to male cultivators?
"Then why did you never stop me?" An Zhengzheng couldn't understand.
"If I stop you, will you stop cultivating the Path of Heartlessness?" An Yirou asked.
An Zhengzheng shook her head firmly, "That's absolutely impossible."
Seeing this, An Yirou continued, "That's it then. I've always been decisive since I was little. Before, when you didn't want to go out to play, no amount of coaxing or pleading worked. But when it came to cultivation, you were unwavering, and no one could sway you."
"Besides, my sister is amazing; she can make a name for herself anywhere. Even if she fails to become a ruthless person, her parents will still support her. And if all else fails, she can still marry a good husband because of her beauty."
Thinking of this, An Yirou felt a little envious of An Zhengzheng.
Hearing An Yirou's words, An Zhengzheng was filled with mixed emotions.
It turns out that no one can influence her.
She looked at the verdant mountains in the distance, where many disciples walked together, some chatting and laughing, some walking silently, and some playing around.
"Then why were you in the training hall...?"
“Because you’re the older sister.” An Yirou smiled sweetly. “When we were little, we went to school in the clan, and those brothers always looked down on us girls.”
“But my sister can recite hand seals and cast spells to control her sword far better than them. I remember my cousin used to laugh at us, and you beat him until he cried and begged for his mother. After that, no one laughed at us or bullied us anymore.”
"He doesn't dare pull my hair anymore!"
“The uncles, aunts, and parents in the clan all say you’re not like a girl, that you’re too wild. I don’t care. I only know that you always try to persuade me with good intentions, but I’m just not very good at it.”
“They can criticize you in the training hall, even if you are wrong, they cannot be the ones to say it.”
"Who do they think they are? We didn't eat them, drink from them, or learn their martial arts..."
An Yirou kept talking.
An Zhengzheng had mixed feelings.
She thought An Yirou was protecting her because she thought An Yirou was doing the right thing, but that wasn't actually the case.
An Yirou's protection of her is a form of protecting family.
But that's enough. This younger sister is very good, very good.
An Zhengzheng lowered her eyes slightly, and made a decision in her heart.
Perhaps because her attention had been diverted, An Yirou stopped focusing on Zhou Xu.
She asked An Zhengzheng, "What are your plans for the next three days, sister?"
An Zhengzheng nodded: "Now that all the major sects have stopped recruiting disciples, and I've already become an apprentice, I need to go back and take a look."
This was something she and her mother had agreed upon; they would settle things first and then come back to face the situation.
My mother sent a message saying that my grandmother scolded her a few times and soon fell ill from anger.
Based on An Zhengzheng's understanding of that grandmother, it was impossible to know whether she was truly ill or not, but out of filial piety, one of the two sisters had to go back.
An Zhengzheng asked Master Wushang for leave.
Of course, she asked for leave on the jade slip; she wouldn't go to the door of a socially anxious person.
It's hard to refuse when your grandmother is sick, and Master Wushang approved it anyway.
He sighed inwardly, realizing how easily women could be swayed by emotions. He had heard from Master Suotang that his inner disciple was deeply in love.
He added, "Those who cultivate immortality should not get too entangled in worldly grievances."
An Zhengzheng agreed and immediately set off to return to the An residence.
She wanted to do something for Yi Rou.
However, she was too embarrassed to trouble her uncle, so she decided to travel ahead on her sword.
Flying on a sword is not the same as flying on a boat; it is much slower and consumes more energy, so you have to rent a flying boat to go back halfway.
She flew steadily on her sword, using the jade slip map as a guide, heading towards home.
But they hadn't gone far from Siyue Gate when someone came to meet them.
"Madam asked me to take Miss back." It was a maid from the An family.
An Zhengzheng understood; it seemed that her grandmother had already accepted the matter.
After boarding the flying boat, she asked her maid, "How is the house while I was away?"
Each time she sent out spiritual messages, her mother would say that everything was fine.
The maid replied, "The old lady says she is ill."
If someone says they're sick, then they're not actually sick.
Is there anything else?
"...Yes," the maid replied truthfully. "I heard that the clan chief was invited to handle the matter of adding the young lady to the clan genealogy."
Unlike family trees in the mortal world, the family trees of immortal cultivation families are made of magical artifacts. In order to avoid confusion of bloodlines, the family tree must be based on bloodline.
In other words, the reason An Zhengzheng was called back this time was to have her fingerprints taken and then have blood drawn from her finger so that it could be recorded in the family genealogy.
An Zhengzheng sneered: "Isn't it said that women can't be included in the family genealogy?"
This rule exists in both the mortal world and in families that cultivate immortality.
A woman born to her maternal family cannot be included in the family genealogy.
A woman follows her husband after marriage, and in her husband's family genealogy, she can only be recorded as a certain surname.
For example, the mother's record in the An family genealogy is simply adding the phrase "wife An Lin" to the father's genealogy record.
They don't even deserve a name.
The maid thought An Zhengzheng would be happy after hearing this, but she didn't expect that to be the case.
She couldn't understand why the young lady was unhappy; it was such an honorable thing.
The flying boat from the An family was very fast, much faster than the flying boat my uncle had rented. It arrived at the An family residence in no time and was taken directly into the ancestral hall.
Actually, calling it an ancestral hall isn't quite accurate, because inside there's another door leading to the ancestral tablets.
Women are not allowed to enter through the back door. When the clan discussed enrolling their children in Taoist practices, it was also at the outer door of the ancestral hall.
This is what is known as "girls are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall, and their names are not included in the family genealogy."
Upon entering, one could see that the uncle, grandmother, Anmao, and Lin Shi were already seated.
Even several uncles and aunts came, after all, it was a big event. But what surprised An Zhengzheng was that her eldest uncle's daughter, An Qinghuan, was also there.
Didn't she go to the Hehuan Sect of the Longyin Sect? She should be cultivating in the sect right now.
Upon seeing An Zhengzheng enter, everyone's faces lit up with joy. Although the grandmother was displeased, there was still some happiness in her eyes.
Seeing that her parents were both well, An Zhengzheng's worries lessened somewhat.
She bowed to each of the relatives present.
"Zhengzheng, it's good to see you back. How many days of leave did you ask the sect for?" The clan leader, who was also an uncle, asked kindly.
An Zhengzheng lowered her head and obediently replied, "I requested three days' notice."
"Three days is good, three days is good." The clan chief was happy. "Three days is enough to hold a banquet with gongs and drums."
An Zhengzheng smiled but didn't say anything.
The clansmen breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that An Zhengzheng didn't seem angry.
The An family has finally produced a female scholar who has achieved the highest rank in the imperial examinations; this is a joyous occasion that has not been seen in a thousand years.
People outside used to say that the An family had declined and would be removed from the list of the four great immortal cultivation families in a few hundred years.
However, after producing the top scholar, the An family received long-awaited praise, and when they went out to do business or gain experience, others would look at them with more respect.
When people mention it, they'll say, "Anjia, they produced the top scorer in the joint entrance exam this year."
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