My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 165 The Appearance of the Ghost Child
The entire hall fell into a deathly silence, except for the clanging sound of Li Chunfeng constantly drawing his sword.

Just then, that feeling came.

All the monks who remained in the main hall felt a sense of unease at the same moment.

A gaze filled with extreme malice pierced through the darkness, striking the skin of each of them!

That feeling was completely different from the scrutinizing and authoritative gaze of the senior brother before.

In that gaze, there was only undisguised resentment and a nauseating hunger.

Immediately afterwards, a cold and damp scent clung to the back of their necks.

Wherever it passed, the chill seeped into the bone marrow, and even the soul trembled incessantly.

They... are being watched by something!

And that thing... was very close!
It was so close that Su Ling'er could even feel its damp, cold breath right behind her ear!

She was so close that she believed that if she turned around at this moment, she would meet those extremely venomous eyes face to face!
No one dared to move, no one dared to speak; even breathing felt like it would tear their lungs apart.

Out of the corner of Su Ling'er's eye, she saw Wang Xie subtly move a step to the side, using his not-so-robust body to shield most of her from view.

She could see his hand gripping the wooden sword tightly, trembling slightly from fear and strain.

"Stay calm! Don't panic!"

Dong Changsheng broke the silence with a deep shout, followed by his usual impassioned speech, or rather, his clichéd remarks.

Li Chunfeng's brain had completely shut down.

He could no longer think of any "good" reason to comfort himself, and could only completely follow his body's instincts, frantically speeding up the action of drawing his sword and sheathing it.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The scraping sound was almost continuous; it was his only way to combat boundless fear.

...It's...it's a good thing...this...is a good thing...

He silently recited it to himself, but the creed that had once sustained him now seemed so pale and empty.

With nowhere else to go and no hope of leaving, the group of ordinary people also gathered around the group of undercover agents dressed in Taoist robes.

A woman with a child was the first to kneel down, crying and pleading:
"Immortal Master! Please, Immortal Master, save us! We don't want to die!"

"Yes, Immortal Master! We are all ordinary people. Please, Immortal Master, have mercy on us!"

Looking at the terrified and helpless faces before her, Su Ling'er's heart clenched.

A surge of intense emotion overwhelmed her reason.

Although she was terrified herself, weren't those righteous elders in the stories the ones who stepped forward to protect the common people when surrounded by demons?

I... I should be the same!

Su Ling'er took a deep breath and forced herself to step forward:
"Everyone, calm down! Don't panic! I'm here, I'll do my best to protect you all!"

However, she was too thin.

The mortals glanced at her blankly, then turned all their hopeful gazes to Dong Changsheng, who had just been giving a passionate speech.

The eyes of the crowd are always on the flag, not on the truth.

When panic spreads, people may even turn to lies as a lifeline.

Su Ling'er was not annoyed at all when she saw this scene.

In her view, as long as these ordinary people can be protected, it doesn't matter who they listen to.

Just as the lobby fell into an eerie atmosphere, Li Chunfeng, who had been silent all along, glanced at the dark corridor.

With just one glance, his face turned deathly pale.

He saw a child, about five or six years old, standing in the depths of darkness.

The child was wearing an out-of-season thick cotton-padded coat, and his face was bluish-gray.

His eyes were two black holes, without eyeballs or pupils.

Most terrifyingly, his mouth was stretched into an unbelievable arc, extending from his left earlobe to his right, revealing two rows of sharp teeth. At that moment, the child was tilting his head, staring at him without moving...

This is a good thing... This is a good thing... This is a good thing... This is a good thing...

He frantically chanted in his mind, but his body's instinctive reaction betrayed him.

"Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!"

The speed with which he drew his sword and sheathed it was so fast that it almost left an afterimage!

The friction sound was sharp and piercing.

"Feng...Brother Feng? What's wrong?"

The disciple closest to him, A, was startled by his violent reaction.
"Why are your hands... shaking like a leaf?"

Wang Xiedi also noticed his unusual behavior and asked nervously, "Brother Feng, did you see something?!"

Li Chunfeng's lips trembled, and his teeth chattered, making a "clucking" sound.

"I...I think...I saw it too...it was...it was a child..."

"A child?!" Su Ling'er's heart tightened. "What kind of child?"

"Wearing...a cotton-padded jacket..."

Li Chunfeng swallowed hard. "His face... was bluish-gray... his eyes... were two black holes... his mouth... stretched all the way to his ears..."

"My God! Isn't that... the vengeful ghost?!"

"Brother Feng, don't scare us! Senior Sister Su... can Senior Sister Su beat her?"

"...Why...why would I scare you!"

Li Chunfeng's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"I...I wanted to say this is a good thing...but...but this thing...it...it's smiling at me!"

Hearing this, Su Ling'er calmed down instead.

"That child's cultivation is weak and he's nothing to fear, so everyone don't need to worry. But I heard from my senior brother that there seems to be a more terrifying ghost here than that child, so everyone be on high alert and be extremely careful!"

Hearing this, Su Ling'er calmed down instead.

She had seen that brat before; she could slap him away with one hand, so he was indeed nothing to fear.

But perhaps this is a rule set by the senior brother!

The eldest brother is playing a cruel selection game!
He must have set some kind of rule and was observing from behind, but he just hadn't realized it yet!
Everyone also realized that the appearance of the ghost meant that the "test" had officially begun!

Stagnation is clearly not the solution.

So, after a brief discussion...

Summoning their courage, the group gripped their wooden swords and moved toward the dark corridor leading to the back hall.

Su Ling'er didn't forget to turn back and remind the group of trembling mortals, "Everyone, keep up! Don't fall behind!"

However, the group of mortals behind them seemed to have their feet planted on the ground, and not one of them dared to follow.

For them, this hall, though eerie, was at least completely open, their last safe haven.

What difference is there between stepping into that unknown darkness and willingly jumping into the jaws of death?
"Immortal... Immortal Master, can't we... can't we stay here?"

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[Real World]

[News Archive]

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(End of this chapter)