My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 201 Jintian Group's "Gray List"

A large crowd gathered in front of the Hall of Transmission of Merit.

Ye Longtao and Dong Changsheng's faces were bruised and purple, and their features were distorted.

Although the two received treatment from their fellow disciples, time was ultimately limited.

At this moment, the two stood out conspicuously in the crowd.

Ye Longtao stared at the bluestone slab beneath his feet and took the jade slip from the mission elder.

He could feel the gazes of those around him who were once the outer disciples of Qingxu Temple.

Their glances seemed to carry a silent mockery.

It was as if she was whispering in his ear:

"Look, those are the inner sect's prodigies."

"How did you usually mock us at Qingxu Temple?"

"Once you get here, aren't you just like us, sweeping the floor and carrying water?"

"What's there for him to be proud of? Even if he comes to this demonic sect, he'll still have to do menial work!"

A surge of heat rose from his stomach, rushing to his throat and burning his chest.

His fingertips traced the jade slip, revealing the words: "[Sweep away fallen leaves from the sect], [Fetch water to fill the nine water vats behind the mountain]," and a few more.

Even though there were other seemingly good tasks available, he dared not choose any of them under the watchful eye of his senior brother.

Finally, he took the jade slip, swiped it with his fingertip, and completed the task acceptance.

……

The wind howled.

A light screen floated in the air in front of Lin Qingfeng.

The characters on the light screen kept refreshing.

Sect Contribution +1

Sect Contribution +1

Sect Contribution +1

Sect Contribution Points + ...

Within the sect.

Those disciples whose cultivation was only at the third or fourth level of Qi Refining were running between various mission locations.

They held brooms in their hands and swept the ground, stroke by stroke;

He carried the water step by step, using a shoulder pole as a carrying pole.

Apart from having slightly better physical strength than ordinary people, their way of working is no different from that of ordinary errand boys.

Li Chunfeng, on the other hand, worked entirely in the manner of an ordinary person.

He swung the broom, and sweat quickly soaked his back.

Dong Changsheng and Wang Xiedi, on the other hand, seemed more relaxed.

They made hand seals, and a gentle breeze stirred up fallen leaves, causing water spheres to automatically fly into the water tank, already showing some of the rudiments of immortal techniques.

But above, the sky presents a completely different scene.

Two streaks of light flew back and forth across the various parts of the sect.

Su Ling'er and Ye Longtao were flying on their swords, quickly completing one task after another.

Su Ling'er made a hand seal, and the ground of the courtyard was instantly clean and new.

With another wave of her hand, a water dragon descended from the sky and filled dozens of water vats.

Looking at the complex tasks before her that had once filled her with fear, she felt only helplessness.

Sigh, it's not like I haven't done it before. My senior brother also said that all I need to do is endure it for one more day.

However, when she saw Ye Longtao not far away, the helplessness in her heart turned into motivation to urge him on.

Ye Longtao felt the menacing gaze upon him, and his humiliation and resentment continued to build up.

He, a dignified inner sect prodigy and a Foundation Establishment cultivator with dual spiritual roots, is actually forced to do these most menial chores alongside a bunch of good-for-nothings?!

Moreover, he was so preoccupied with these trivial matters that he had no chance to delve into the truth of this demonic sect!

Dong Changsheng was also equally upset.

He tried several times to privately approach Ye Longtao and hint that he had important intelligence to send back to Qingxu Temple, but he could never find the opportunity.

He was still waiting to repay the sect leader's great kindness before seeking out his mentor to repay his kindness in passing on his teachings! Lin Qingfeng, on the other hand, leisurely looked down at the scene below.

He was very satisfied with the rapidly increasing contribution points on the sect panel.

At this rate, I'll definitely reach the maximum contribution level today!

……

Annam Dynasty.

The Imperial Preceptor's residence was resplendent in gold and jade.

Zhou Wenqiang leaned back on the tiger-skin throne.

"Ah sneeze——!"

Zhou Wenqiang suddenly sneezed again for no apparent reason.

No way?
He had a bad feeling.

My thoughts inevitably drifted back to the day we started over.

……

The border markers of the Daqian Dynasty extend southward, marking the beginning of the Annam Dynasty.

The towns of Annam are mostly low mud-brick houses and temples that enshrine unknown gods and ghosts.

The people here work in the fields and burn incense in the temple. They also kowtow to the statues of gods from time to time, praying for good weather and a good harvest, and for a good harvest of more grain next year.

Zhou Wenqiang stood on this land and took a deep breath.

He saw the restless human heart buried beneath this wasteland.

He got rid of the "wicked disciple" Dong Changsheng, who had the attribute of "strong luck," and he also got rid of everything in the Great Qian Dynasty.

Dong Changsheng did indeed learn his skills, and Dong Changsheng also upgraded his talent attribute [Bewitching People] skill to the level of [Bewitching the Masses with Deceptive Words].

But at the same time, it made him lose everything he had painstakingly accumulated in the game.

He didn't want it to end like this, and he didn't want to delete his account and start over.

In reality, he is worshipped by countless believers in the "New Spiritual Abode" he founded, and is even called "Venerable One".

He is a being above all others on a remote island.

For him, real wealth is just a number.

The donations from his followers have filled his coffers to the brim.

Those who accidentally revealed the truth and tried to resist were either killed in accidents or beaten to death by other fanatical believers as their inner demons, all under his covert manipulation.

He knew very well that his followers were already inseparable from him as their spiritual pillar.

They gave everything to him, to that vague promise called "success".

Perhaps, some of them will realize in the dead of night that they have been deceived.

But they can't turn back now.

Admitting to being deceived is tantamount to admitting the foolishness and failure of the first half of one's life.

The sunk costs had already become too high for them to bear.

They didn't want to wake up, or rather, they were afraid to wake up.

Therefore, Zhou Wenqiang is not short of money.

But he lacked one thing—time.

He is old.

His body is irreversibly deteriorating.

He can fool everyone else, but he can't fool himself.

Until that day, he learned some news from a believer living overseas.

A piece of news that was enough to drive him crazy.

The parent company of the game "Jintian", Jintian Group, is developing the first generation of "Life Spark" repair medicine.
And they have indeed made significant breakthroughs in the areas of improving physical fitness and extending lifespan to some extent.

The only condition for obtaining it is directly linked to the cumulative online time in the game "Jintian"!

Immortality!

He seemed to see the future of the "living god" that those deceived believers spoke of, and it seemed to be beckoning to him!
If you delete your account and start over, your game time will be reset to zero. Then, the second and third generation potions, and the true "immortality" in the future, will probably be completely out of reach of you!

However, when he tried to enter the game, a strange problem arose...

It seems that he has been put on some kind of "grey list" by the Jintian Group?
(End of this chapter)