My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 147 Did you hear anything?
One of the Guixi Sect disciples, who had already arrived at the breeding ground, wielded a long spear and pierced the jade-faced mantis with a single thrust.

Then, with a flick of the spear tip, it hooked the rope and dragged the mantis's corpse back.

After doing all this, he finally saw Wang Xiedi not far away.

???

Ah this...

"Oh! Wang Xiedi!"

The disciple scratched his head, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't notice you liked this one."

It's alright, there are plenty of these jade-faced mantises, feel free to pick and look at them!

We still need to fertilize the spiritual plants, so we'll be going now!

Having said that, he winked at his companion:

"Go, go, go!"

"I knew this junior brother was suspicious!"

"If he sees us again later and comes out with some kind of joke, that could be a real problem!"

With a "crack," the two Guixi Sect disciples dragged the mantis's corpse and ran away in a flash.

Only Wang Xiedi's hand remained, stiffly stretched out in mid-air.

He watched helplessly as Miss Mantis's corpse was mercilessly dragged away right before his eyes.

He thought he was picking up the responsibility that had been lost with the death of the praying mantis, but it vanished once again.

……

Players who heard Wang Xiedi's cries from afar stopped in their tracks.

"Sigh, look at you, you're too quick. You killed the junior brother Wang Xiedi had his eye on."

"How would I know? I'm in a hurry to complete my mission! Let's get going! Don't worry about their nonsense!"

The remaining jade-faced mantises around Wang Xiedi seemed to be attracted by his cries and gathered around him, squeaking and chattering.

The protective mirror flashed with a faint light.

In Wang Xiedi's eyes, these insect faces seemed to have become different again.

However, they all seem to be different from the person they used to be.

(Up and down mantis girl)

The cries of those praying mantises transformed into various calls in his ears:

"Junior Brother Wang Xiedi!"

"Wang Xiedi!"

A complex mix of emotions overwhelmed his reason amidst the interplay of these voices.

Wang Xiedi's eyes rolled back, and he fainted again.

……

Led by Su Ling'er, the group finally arrived at the Sword Tomb.

The sense of being watched hadn't disappeared. Su Ling'er took a deep breath, forcing herself to ignore the perverted stalker under the tree, and began to describe the desolate place before her.

"This place is the Sword Tomb of my Guixi Immortal Sect."

Just as Su Ling'er was making her introduction, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Li Chunfeng in the group, whose body stiffened abruptly.

He looked around blankly.

In Li Chunfeng's ears, he heard the sound of sharp swords being drawn and sheathed.

"Clang... Clang... Clang... Clang..."

He subconsciously looked around, but found that no one's face showed any unusual expression.

"Gentlemen, have you heard anything?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned.

"Sound? No, Brother Feng, it's very quiet here."

"Brother Feng, are you sure you heard correctly? There's nothing but the sound of wind."

Su Ling'er dared not think any further and immediately prepared to lead everyone away from this place of trouble.

"Alright, the sword intent here is mixed, so it's not advisable to stay any longer." "Let's go to the dining hall for a meal first. The food there won't accumulate any negative energy in your body, so you can eat it without worry. Afterwards, I'll take you all to your lodgings to settle in."

"By the way, it's best not to try some of these special foods lightly."

Su Ling'er recalled the terrifying memory of her senior brother forcing her to choose between the [White Jade Dew Soup] and the [Abyss Wriggling Brain].

Su Ling'er quickly shook her head to get rid of the bad memories.

Everyone nodded in agreement, but Li Chunfeng remained standing still.

"Everyone, you can go first. I... I want to stay here a little longer."

"what?"

Everyone was shocked to hear this and turned to look at him.

"Fellow Daoist Li, you absolutely mustn't!"

"That's right, Senior Brother Li, please don't act rashly!"

"This place is fraught with danger. You are just a mortal. If it weren't for Junior Sister Su protecting you, even the slightest scattering of spiritual energy or fluctuation of sword intent could kill you in an instant!"

"Yes!"

Su Ling'er also became anxious. Recalling the bloody scene she had witnessed not long ago, she anxiously tried to persuade her...

"Last time I saw my senior brother here, he casually killed a fellow disciple who tried to ambush him!"

"If you encounter another magical duel here, you won't even have a chance to escape! You'd better join us!"

"Are you looking to go somewhere? Or perhaps we could go with you, so we can look after each other!"

However, Li Chunfeng slowly shook his head.

The sound of the sword being drawn and sheathed grew clearer and more urgent in his ears, as if urging him on.

The unease and longing in his heart intertwined and grew stronger.

He had already missed the opportunity to climb the ladder of enlightenment.

He didn't want to miss any more of the faintest possibility!

That senior disciple of the Demonic Sect, isn't he still keeping an eye on Junior Sister Su?

I can't let them down!
His face regained that relaxed and optimistic smile, and he said to everyone:

"There's no need for that! If there were truly danger, wouldn't you be putting yourselves in peril by coming with me, and making things inconvenient for me as well?"

"If I unfortunately perish here, that would be a good thing!"

"This shows that I, Li Chunfeng, with my mortal body, shed my last drop of blood in pursuit of immortality. My death was worthy and magnificent!"

"If I don't die and can go back to reunite with you, wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?"

"It further proves my incredible good fortune and long life!"

"How can one cultivate immortality if one is timid and hesitant?"

"However, I would like to thank all my fellow disciples for their concern!"

Seeing Li Chunfeng's unyielding attitude, Su Ling'er knew that further persuasion would be useless.

A deep sense of powerlessness came over me.

She took out several protective talismans from her bosom and stuffed them into his hand; this was perhaps the last thing she could do.

"Since you've made up your mind, keep these safe. If you encounter any danger... be careful in everything you do."

She then transformed the locations of the dining hall and residence into a divine imprint and gently touched it to his brow.

After doing all this, she felt as if she were saying a final goodbye to a dying person.

"Then... take care."

Having said that, Su Ling'er didn't linger any longer. Forcibly suppressing the unease and self-blame in her heart, she turned and left the Sword Tomb with the rest of her fellow disciples.

Even after walking quite a distance, she couldn't help but look back.

Li Chunfeng remained standing in the same spot, seemingly confirming that they had gone far away, before walking alone into the depths of the Sword Tomb...

Finally, it disappeared from her sight.

Su Ling'er withdrew her gaze and dared not look at it again.

Is it my fault?

Was it because we failed to notice his change in mindset after he asked about the steps?
In this demonic sect, is the first fellow disciple to perish in this way...?
(End of this chapter)