My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 204 Where's the passion?! Where's the power surge?!
The next morning.

As the morning light pierced through the cracks in the houses, the undercover agents, exhausted from yesterday's labor and mental torment, slowly awoke from their light sleep.

However, when they pushed open their respective doors and stepped into this wilderness, they froze on the spot.

Within sight, red carpets stretched out from in front of each disciple's residence.

Although these red carpets are short, they all seem to point in the same direction.

Furthermore, spiritual energy flowed in mid-air, converging into a faint halo that hovered in the air, guiding the way to the end of the red carpet.

All signs indicate that a ceremony is about to begin.

Su Ling'er stepped out of the bamboo house and witnessed this scene, her heart tightening instantly.

No, why does this scene seem so familiar?
Didn't the last Golden Autumn Harvest Festival also suddenly come up with a bunch of unknown things?
Is the Demonic Sect going to celebrate some kind of festival again?

Is another mass blood sacrifice planned, or are they preparing to summon some ancient monster to fight?
Just then, a figure appeared on the path in the distance.

The man hummed a little tune and swayed as he walked towards them.

The oppressive atmosphere and silence that had existed here were broken by the appearance of this figure.

The visitor was none other than the eldest disciple, Lin Qingfeng.

"Are you all awake?"

Lin Qingfeng cleared his throat, straightened up, and raised his chin.
"Look at you all, so listless... Bah! Get your act together! You must have made thorough preparations for today's sect competition!"

"It's getting late, everyone come with me to the martial arts arena for the sect competition!"

???

A sect competition?!
Is this happening?

These four words entered the ears of all the undercover agents, triggering an earthquake in their minds.

They immediately started whispering among themselves.

"The sect competition?! No way? We're just a few Qi Refining stage cultivators, who are we supposed to compete with? Are we supposed to compete with those senior brothers and sisters who can tear apart Core Formation demons with their bare hands?!"

"I'm doomed! I feel like even if I went up there, I wouldn't be enough to withstand one slap! One slap and I'd probably turn into a pool of blood mist!"

"I...I also think...with our meager skills, what can we do besides go up there and die? The only thing we can barely manage is to spar with each other...and maybe hold back a bit..."

"The Demonic Sect is sending us up to our deaths..."

Panic continued to spread among the crowd.

Ye Longtao stood in the crowd, his face turning bluish-black.

Am I, a dignified Foundation Establishment mid-stage inner sect prodigy, really going to be dragged along with this bunch of outer sect trash to be the playthings of those demons?!
But at this moment, he could only grit his teeth and endure the frustration in his heart.

There was nothing he could do. He couldn't beat Wang Xiedi's ghost wife, let alone his senior brother.
Dong Changsheng, on the other hand, appeared even more dejected.

Last night, under the cover of darkness, he went to find Ye Longtao, attempting to hand over the broken jade slip, which now only had a small piece remaining.

He wanted to repay the kindness of Qingxu Temple and contribute his own strength.

As a result, he was subjected to extreme humiliation before he could finish speaking.

As a result, Ye Longtao sent him flying with a single blow, sending him crashing into his own house. The house, which had already been damaged by Wang Xiedi's wife, was now in even worse shape.

He spent the entire night moving stones to repair the house, getting less than two hours of sleep.

At this moment, a single thought kept recurring in his mind:
why? !

I, Dong Changsheng, usually have everything go smoothly, so why did I become so unlucky after infiltrating this godforsaken place?

However, the situation in Wangxiedi was quite different.

He rubbed the breastplate on his chest with his palm, the mirror reflecting the sunlight.

Sect competition?

Um... can I bring Shen Jiaye along too? Would that be considered cheating?
But this means facing all the senior brothers and sisters!
What if I accidentally die?
Hearing the exclamation in her ear, Su Ling'er felt the blood vessels on both sides of her forehead throbbing.

A sect competition?!
With our meager cultivation levels, averaging no more than the sixth level of Qi Refining, are we really going to fight those demons who are either at the Core Formation stage or close to the Nascent Soul stage?!

It seems like we won't even last until then; we'll all be reduced to bloody mist, right?
What a joke!

This isn't a competition; this is a one-sided massacre!

If they go up there, they'll probably get slapped in the face and their photos will turn into black and white pictures.

And it was even stained with blood!
Only Li Chunfeng remained standing at the edge of the crowd, repeating only one action:
Grasp the hilt with your right hand, pull the wooden sword from its sheath, and then put it back into the sheath.

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Just like his current state of mind.

"This is a good thing, and it will definitely be good in the future! The sect competition is the perfect opportunity to test my swordsmanship!"

Su Ling'er's gaze swept over the group of people, then turned to the martial arts arena in the distance.

Her chest heaved as she took a breath, then stepped forward and walked up to Lin Qingfeng.

"Senior Brother...you see, we are all newly initiated disciples, with shallow cultivation and unskilled in Taoist arts."

This sect competition is a matter of great importance to the sect's reputation. If we were to participate, I'm afraid... I'm afraid we would disgrace the sect.

Or... how about we just go up on stage and admit defeat?
This way, one can demonstrate humility without... suffering an embarrassing defeat.

Lin Qingfeng stopped and turned around.

His gaze was fixed on Su Ling'er, from head to toe, and then from toe to head, as if he was puzzled.

Didn't I tell them about the sect competition yesterday?
Why is everyone like this?

Well, it's not too late to say it now.

Besides, how could you be thinking of admitting defeat right from the start!
"Admit defeat?"

Lin Qingfeng frowned.
"Alas! Junior sister, I am so disappointed in you!"

"How many times have you tried to reach the Core Formation stage! How come you don't even have the courage to win against a stronger opponent?!"

"Where's the passion?! Where's the power surge?!"

"What about the three essential elements of JUMP: friendship, hard work, and victory?!"

"When you're about to be beaten to death, can't you recall your family and friends, remember the humiliations of the past, and then shout 'I can't lose!' and then break through your limits, unleash all sorts of amazing abilities, turn defeat into victory, and dominate the world?!"

Su Ling'er and the undercover agents behind her were somewhat dazed upon hearing these words.

ha? !

What is JUMP?

What kind of explosive power?
Will friendship and hard work lead to victory?

Can this really lead to victory by directly crossing borders?!
Last time, Ju-on didn't have much intelligence and didn't directly kill me, that's why this happened!
Please don't take this seriously!

Do you also reminisce about your relatives and friends?
I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to recall any memories before I'm reduced to ashes!
Of course! Hopefully, that won't happen!

Looking at the faces of the crowd with their wide-open eyes, he exhaled and his shoulders slumped.

"Alas... this child is beyond redemption."

Your hearts are clouded by the dust of the Dao; you only see the strength and weakness before your eyes, but not the universe within your hearts.

If the mind remains undefeated, then… never mind, I'll just say it directly!

"This sect competition is the [New Disciple Competition]. It's just you new disciples sparring with each other. Are you all at ease now?"

(End of this chapter)