My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 107 Let's Prepare for Junior Sister's Funeral!

Chapter 107 Let's Prepare for Junior Sister's Funeral! (Bonus Chapter! Requesting Monthly Tickets! Requesting Subscriptions! Requesting Book Recommendations!)

(The author won a small amount of money in the lottery today! So I've decided to add another chapter! Seven chapters today!)
Am I not doing enough work every day?

What's wrong with me taking a break?!

Is this not allowed?!

I'm so angry! I'm so angry!
To infiltrate this place, you need not only superb skills but also a strong heart; otherwise, you'll be driven to your death by someone like the senior brother sooner or later!

Heavens above, earth below, send down a bolt of lightning to strike this demon to death!
She prayed frantically in her heart, and could only force herself to speak in an extremely weak voice:
"Senior...Senior Brother, I...I'm not feeling well..."

"I don't know what's wrong... I just feel... a tightness in my chest... my Dao heart... my Dao heart is also a bit unstable..."

Lin Qingfeng frowned slightly.

Unstable Dao heart? You're just faking it!

You're telling me that someone who can climb a hundred steps of the Daoist ladder has an unstable Daoist heart?

I think you're just looking for an excuse to slack off!

Lin Qingfeng couldn't help but recall his school days and military training. There were always some classmates who would catch a cold, get a fever, or have a stomachache at crucial moments, and then they could legitimately ask for a day off. Those days were incredibly comfortable.

Junior sister... she really has been corrupted by the players' laziness.

However, it's also possible that you didn't find any problems yourself.

"You wait."

Lin Qingfeng decided to find a few more people to confirm.

Moments later, Su Ling'er's nightmare began.

Lu Wu, the alchemy fanatic; Shi Gandang, the body-refining powerhouse; Shen Nong, the planting master; and even "Ji," a professional self-sacrifice expert...

A group of people surrounded Su Ling'er, who was lying on the "sickbed," staring at each other in disbelief.

Lin Qingfeng crossed his arms and asked in a deep voice:

"So? Have you figured out any problems?"

Everyone looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.

"Junior Sister doesn't seem to be sick to me."

"How about... I feed her one of my newly refined 'Nine Revolutions Human Essence Explosion Pill'?"
"I guarantee that one pill will cure everything, all your ailments will be gone!"

Are you sure your junior sister's physique can handle it?

She's only just begun practicing the Sword Refining Technique; if you were to use that Great Explosion Pill, it would probably just blow her to smithereens!

Su Ling'er, lying on the bed, was terrified upon hearing this. She quickly nodded her little head in agreement, indicating that she completely agreed with her senior brother's opinion.

Senior Brother is right!

Please don't feed me any "Explosive Pill"!

I don't want to die from just one pill!
"I think she just needs some toughening up!"
Tie her to the forging table, and we'll each take half a day hammering away. I guarantee she'll be full of energy again in no time!

"After the last time I hit her, she was completely lifeless. You want to hit her again?"

"Let's throw her into the forging table when she's ready to advance in her cultivation."

Senior Brother is right!

I'm already like this, and you still want to toughen me up!

Are you even human?!

"Junior Sister has obtained unparalleled immortal fortune at such a young age, receiving both cultivation techniques and magical treasures. Although her aptitude is inferior, she seems to have gotten everything she wanted. Could it be... that her joy has turned to sorrow?"

"Or rather, is there something wrong with Junior Sister?"

"Her happy emotions exceeded the threshold, and the judgment was wrong, directly reversing it into pessimistic emotions, which caused mental illness!"

“No way,” Yan Bulu interjected, “we have to deal with Junior Sister’s mental health issues too? That’s too much trouble!”

“Exactly,” Ji nodded in agreement, “What a nuisance.” “Who stole Elder Qian’s socks last time and even ruined them? We haven’t even settled the score with you yet, and you still have the nerve to say it’s a nuisance? Shut up!”

"Alright, Senior Brother."

Seeing that face-to-face discussions were not yielding any results, Lin Qingfeng simply started a group chat in the sect's channel.

[Lin Qingfeng]: Everyone, do you think it's possible that Junior Sister is faking illness to slack off?

[Lu Wu]: Possibly.

[Shen Nong]: It could also be a game bug. Anyway, I've seen this happen in other games before.

【Yan Bu Liu】: Yes, yes, those wicked Nine Schools actually deduct money from your pay when you send out red envelopes!

[Lu Wu]: Hey, we're from the Nine Schools!

【Yan Bu Liu】: I know, I know! I used to make a lot of money by sending out red envelopes, even though I was a wicked person! Hehe!!

[Lin Qingfeng]: We're called Guixi Sect now! This isn't the same as the previous game; we're not called Jiuliu Sect anymore! Everyone, please be careful!

【Yan Bu Liu!】: Ugh, this AI NPC is so troublesome! I really want to complain to customer service.

[Shen Nong]: What are you complaining about? Junior Sister is now the Holy Maiden of our sect. If this gets out, wouldn't we be slapping ourselves in the face? Just fix it for her!

[Sacrifice]: Senior Brother, I have an idea.

[Memorial]: Whether she was being lazy or genuinely ill, to show our care and concern for her, let's... hold a funeral for her!

[(Everyone)]: ? ? ?

[Eulogy]: And I'm an expert at funeral services!
[Sacrifice]: We will let her see with her own eyes, on her 'last moments,' how much we are all grieving for her 'departure,' and let her understand how important she is to our Guixi Sect!
[Sacrifice]: If she's being lazy, wake her up with a funeral and see how long she can hold out!
[Sacrifice]: If she truly has a heart ailment, let her feel our 'concern' for her, and use 'great sorrow' to dispel her 'small sorrow'!
[Sacrifice]: Moreover, the newly opened sect building - Yinling Academy - also requires a funeral procession and coffin carrying to enter. Maybe it will be good to take my junior sister in for a visit, and it can also earn contribution points.

Although she couldn't hear the specifics, Su Ling'er knew from the occasional glances they cast at her that they must be discussing something extremely terrifying!

Just then, the demon among them suddenly revealed a strange smile on his face.

He seemed to make a suggestion that caught the eye of all the demons present.

The more the eldest brother, Lin Qingfeng, listened, the more he felt that it made sense.

Sigh, everyone has really gone to great lengths to treat our junior sister and to help her regain her vitality!

A sense of fear rose in Su Ling'er's heart.

What... exactly are they trying to do?!

……

While Su Ling'er was being "diagnosed" by the demons, Wang Xiedi was quietly making his move on the path leading to the Spirit Beast Garden in Baicao Valley.

He circulated the mental techniques of the "True Scripture of the Mortal World," infusing his entire body with spiritual power and displaying what he considered to be perfect stealth skills.

Little did he know that all the disciples along the way, seeing his furtive appearance and recalling his perverted behavior, turned pale with fright.

"Run!"

"They're here! They're here!"

"Wang Xiedi is here!"

……

Qingxu Temple, a forbidden area in the back mountain.

The smoke from the incense burner had long since dissipated, and a thin layer of dust had accumulated on the cold, bronze ash.

Xuan Yuan Daoist stood alone in front of the stone shelf where the life tablets were enshrined.

His gaze passed over Su Ling'er's life tablet and locked onto the life tablet of "Wang Xiedi" next to it.

Wang Xiedi, you mustn't let your teacher down...

(End of this chapter)

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