My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 124 There's nothing I can do!!! (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking subscriptions! Seeking book recommendations!)

The heavy jade coffin was pushed open with a "bang"!

Three contorted corpses clung to the edge of the coffin, struggling to escape!

However, he was firmly trapped by the soul-locking chains that appeared on the coffin wall, and could only stretch out his withered arms, scratching in vain, trying to grab onto anything that could help him leave the coffin.

For example, Su Ling'er.

Oh my God!
I'm about to come out, so you guys stay inside and behave yourselves!
Don't pull me away!

Those ghostly hands kept tugging at her skirt, shoes, and ankles, and kept howling at her.

"Get back into your coffins! Who let you out?"

Upon seeing this, Lin Qingfeng unceremoniously kicked the ghost bride and the two old ghost corpses back into the coffin.

"You haven't even undergone ideological or labor reform yet, so you all better stay put!"

As he kicked, he reached out and pulled out Su Ling'er, whose clothes were disheveled.

With her hair disheveled, Su Ling'er felt that the three gazes behind her were now filled with even more resentment and malice!
Please!

It was the eldest brother who locked you up!
Why are you all staring at me?!
Could it be that they think I'm the weakest person here, which is why they're only targeting me?!

So you only pick the softest persimmons, huh?!

Taking advantage of the gap before the three vengeful ghosts were kicked back into the coffin and the lid was closed, she quickly raised a civilized gesture towards the three corpses inside that were constantly howling at her.

How abominable!

It's like a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs. I, Su Ling'er, have now fallen so low that even ghosts are bullying me!

Okay, I don't think I've ever been a tiger. What should I call it again?

A dog fallen into the plains is bullied by other dogs?
"Huh...huh...huh..."

She took deep breaths of fresh air, feeling as if she had finally come back to life.

However, when she looked up, she found herself surrounded by her fellow disciples. Their faces, twisted with distorted smiles, completely enveloped her.

"Snapped!"

Lin Qingfeng slapped her on the shoulder, making her stumble.

"Welcome back, junior sister!"

"Seeing you finally fully recovered and full of energy, I am very pleased!"

His tone was full of "genuine" joy.

"Your Dao heart has been tested by life and death this time, and it must be even stronger now, right?"

"Yes, yes, Your Highness, you've finally succeeded!"

"The spiritual herbs of Hundred Herbs Valley are all waiting for you to turn the soil!"

"Those demonic beasts in the Demon-Sealing Tower are waiting for you to pluck their kidneys!"

"Go get the mission! You'd better hurry, we haven't done anything today!"

The heartfelt greetings instantly dispelled Su Ling'er's joy at surviving the ordeal.

Lin Qingfeng gently tapped Su Ling'er's not-so-bright little head.

"Junior sister, you must work hard."

Otherwise, if you get sick again next time, I'll really have to send you to your funeral.

After all, we're already very familiar with this whole process. Next time, we'll definitely be more efficient, ensuring you leave with even more style and dignity!

Looking at the smiling faces around her urging her to hurry up and get to work, and recalling her experiences today, Su Ling'er felt a surge of sadness and frustration.

Is this the Holy Maiden of the Guixi Sect?

Isn't this saintess's job incredibly frustrating?!
This is... a pillar of the sect, cherished and pampered?!
Want to be even more efficient next time?!

You want to send me away again next time, don't you?!

And they'll leave even more glamorously and with more dignity?!
I think we should stick to legitimate business, maybe even start a funeral industry!
Can't we just turn over a new leaf?!
Oh... it seems there's really no money to be made from funerals. No wonder you professionals would come here to become heretical cultivators.

I suffered so much and took such great risks, only to achieve nothing in the end. I didn't even get the message out, and what I got in return was... an even greater workload!
Wang Xiedi!

How could you fail?!

I've attracted the attention of these demons for nothing! This saintess role is so frustrating!

……

Meanwhile, the disciples of the Beast Taming Hall also approached the sleeping Wang Xiedi.

They each grabbed one of his ankles and dragged the unconscious Wang Xiedi out of the Beast Taming Hall like a dead dog.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"
Don't let Wang Xiedi wake up!
It would be terrifying if he triggered some unspeakable incident for us upon waking up!

Then, they dragged Wang Xiedi to a medicinal field outside the Beast Taming Hall, threw him into the field ridge, and turned to leave.

The two scattered like birds and beasts, leaving only Wang Xiedi lying in the soil, accompanied by spiritual plants, insects and birds, continuing his lazy sleep.

His face even showed a hint of enjoyment in lying flat.

……

The night was deep, and the moon was high in the sky.

Wang Xiedi finally woke up slowly from that endless dream.

He slept very soundly.

I didn't dream of my senior sister, I didn't dream of the Jade-Faced Mantis, I didn't even dream of any responsibility or commitment, any terrifying old man, or the truth hidden behind him.

It was a pure, dreamless sleep, so much so that he didn't even want to wake up.

So comfortable...

This is so relaxing...

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked around at the environment, which was completely different from the one before he fell asleep.

The cool moonlight shone on the medicinal herb field, and all around were the chirping of unknown insects and the sounds of mythical beasts working in the fields in the distance.

He looked around blankly, then looked up at the sky and gazed at the bright moon.

This kind of life feels so good...

He even had a fleeting illusion of a peaceful and idyllic life.

So... how did I get here?
What was I trying to do again?

He remembered that he wasn't here before he went to sleep.

Then, he tried hard to recall.

Thunder Beast's electric shock...

The assessment of the young beast named "Anti-inflammatory" as having "Spiritual Power Level Three"...

The shattered remains of the Jade-Faced Mantis Girl...

And then there was the Heart-Connecting Fruit, which was so close yet ultimately swallowed whole by the Wraith Beast!
Scenes of failure kept replaying in his mind.

No...don't...

I really don't want to think about these things...

He recalled his grand fantasies before he infiltrated the place, how he had finally taken on responsibility and become a man. But when he compared this to his current miserable state of having accomplished nothing, a great deal of sadness and shame overwhelmed him instantly!
What am I doing?!
He was planning to be a hero and save the damsel in distress before infiltrating, but what happened?!
I can't even save myself!

Not only did they fail to save the Jade-Faced Mantis Girl, they also lost the only hope entrusted to them by their senior sister!

I'm such a loser!
Even complaining seems so powerless!

I have let my senior down!
I have shown absolutely no responsibility and have failed to shoulder any accountability whatsoever!

I... I can't do anything!

……

[Real World]

[News Archive]

A paper led by Nirvana Inc. was published in the renowned scientific journal Cell, which for the first time proposed a new drug development model of "virtual molecular screening".

The paper mentions that a key peptide chain that can significantly delay cell aging was inspired by a virtual plant in the game "Jintian".

The theory has been called "out of the ordinary" by academics, but it has also sparked heated debate on a small scale.

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