My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 182 I, your brother, will now help you regain your husbandly authority!

The scholar standing to the side was initially excited, thinking he would once again see the immortal use his supernatural powers to suppress evil spirits.

but!

He wondered how the disciple named "Wang Xiedi" had ended up in the hands of the immortal.
What is the immortal master trying to do?
Lin Qingfeng grabbed Wang Xiedi's ankle with one hand and casually flicked it, causing a surge of powerful spiritual energy to flow into Wang Xiedi's entire body, instantly straightening his body!

Su Ling'er watched this scene in horror, her mind screaming wildly:

No way? !

No way? !

Could it be what I'm thinking?!
I'm about to see my senior brother use people as swords again!

It's over, it's over, it's over!

Although this time it wasn't me who suffered, but my junior brother, and it seems that my senior brother even used his spiritual energy to envelop my junior brother...

But this is terrifying!

Is this what they call "restoring the husband's authority"?!
Could it be that the senior brother intends to use this opportunity to make the junior brother the one who defeats Shen Jiaye, so that the junior brother can then subdue her?!

So, the senior brother actually went to such lengths to satisfy his junior brother's unique sexual fetish?!
But using people as weapons is really not a good thing!
Oh my god, that's terrifying!

She thought again of the "Sword Refining Technique" she was practicing, and her uncertain future.

This was just the senior brother forcibly holding him in his hand and using him as a sword, while he himself... was step by step, seemingly really practicing in the direction of "sword".

His current appearance, neither human nor ghost, could easily lead people to mistake him for an evil or demonic cultivator.

Su Ling'er felt that her future was bleak.

Wang Xiedi, who had been turned into a "human sword," looked at his bizarre appearance and cried out in despair to his senior brother:

"No! Senior Brother! It's not what you think! That's not what I meant! Can you put me down?!"

"No need to be so polite with your brother. I'll take you back to your rightful place as husband and show that Kayako who the real master of this house is!"

That way she'll behave herself more in the future, so she won't cause any trouble in your dilapidated thatched hut.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qingfeng completely released the restraints on all the cursed beings present. The cursed beings roared again, and hundreds of eyes rushed towards the group!

Lin Qingfeng shouted at Wang Xiedi in his hand, "Junior Brother! Are you ready? Hold your sword firmly!"

"If you don't want your face pressed against mine... oh, I think you'd be quite willing to have your face pressed against mine. Well, I'm just saying, it's okay if you don't hold on tight."

"It's coming!"

"No! I'm not ready yet!!"

Wang Xie let out a piercing scream.

He watched helplessly as Lin Qingfeng used him as a giant sword, casually charging towards the dark, swarming army of cursed beings!
He didn't want to actually get face-to-face with those curses, ghosts, or anything like that, and have some unspeakable things happen again!

Don't do this kind of thing!
He quickly gripped the beginner's wooden sword tightly in his hand and held it upright in front of him!

Meanwhile, Su Ling'er, the mother and son, and the scholar were completely dumbfounded.

Su Ling'er was dumbfounded.

The mother and son, on the other hand, gained a completely new understanding of cultivators.

The scholar's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg, and his eyes were filled with the utter shock and fear that mortals feel towards the unknown power.

So this is what the world of immortals is like?!
……

Lin Qingfeng, carrying Wang Xiedi, prepared to charge towards the dark, surging army of cursed beings.

Just before setting off, I suddenly realized that something seemed to be missing!
He glanced back at the stunned audience behind him, then casually waved his hand, and a ghostly banner, the "Ten Thousand Souls Banner," flew out of his sleeve and "whooshed" into the ground some distance away.

The banner moved on its own even without wind, emitting a series of mournful sounds.

“Watch closely,” “I will only teach you once. Apart from protecting my junior brother, it will not involve any spiritual power. It is purely a sword technique.”

"Perfect, you can also learn what true 'sword wielding' really means."

He paused, then deliberately turned his gaze to Su Ling'er and added:

Oh, by the way, just a side note.

Junior sister, didn't you dream of becoming a sword immortal?

What were you typing before?

Anyone who didn't know better would think your dream was to become a demonic body cultivator!
This is a disgrace to us sword immortals!!!

"Remember to watch carefully! Study hard!"

Su Ling'er's lips twitched incessantly; in her mind, she had already beaten Lin Qingfeng to a pulp several times over!

ha? !

You call what I just did "demonic body cultivation"?!

How could you be so shameless?
If I hadn't channeled evil energy into my melee combat, we would have been surrounded and slaughtered by those ghostly creatures long ago!
Do you call swinging a living person around like a weapon "swordplay"?!
I feel that this is the greatest insult to the word "sword"!

It is a provocation to all sword cultivators in the world!

This isn't swordsmanship, it's evil magic! It's torture! It's inhumane, you bastard!

After Lin Qingfeng finished speaking, a teaching session began!

Lin Qingfeng's figure transformed into a blur, and he wielded the Wang Xiedi in his hand with tremendous force!
"First move: The Milky Way hangs upside down!"

With a soft shout, Lin Qingfeng swung his arm in a wide arc, lifting Wang Xiedi upside down, headfirst, and sweeping him out like a raging whip!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dozen or so ordinary cursed creatures at the forefront were swept away by Wang Xiedi like bowling pins, their bones broken and their bodies snapped. They screamed as they flew backward, landing in the direction of the [Ten Thousand Souls Banner] in the distance.

A flash of black light appeared on the banner, absorbing them all.

Wang Xiedi watched the scene before him spin continuously and felt nauseous.

Ahhhhhh——!
I feel like the tofu pudding in my brain is about to be shaken to its limit!

And what's the point of this wooden sword I have?!

"Second move, Dragon Raises Its Head!"

Lin Qingfeng twisted his wrist and suddenly swept Wang Xiedi up from below!
The trajectory was like a dragon raising its head, using the back of Wang Xiedi's head to strike the bald head of the Foundation Establishment stage old monk Zhou Yuan!
"Boom--!"

With a dull thud, the old monk Zhou Yuan was knocked off balance, a large bump instantly appearing on his head, and even the bone prayer beads in his hand flew out of his grasp.

Wang Xiedi was seeing stars!

The dragon raises its head?!

You call this "dragon raising its head"?!

This is clearly like Mount Tai pressing down on you!
Use the back of my head to press it down!
"Watch closely, next up is the movement coordination, 'Fleeting Light and Shadow'!"

Lin Qingfeng's figure became elusive as he carried Wang Xiedi through the horde of Ju-on monsters, each flash accompanied by a "slap".

The young monks' curses were swatted away like flies, each one heading towards the [Ten Thousand Souls Banner].

The people around them were dumbfounded.

My God, that's so cruel, so horrific!

(End of this chapter)