My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 207: Giving Junior Sister and Junior Brother a Buff!

Below the stage, the pupils of all the undercover agents suddenly contracted.

With a series of soft cracking sounds as if his bones were dislocating, Lin Qingfeng's body bent in one direction at an angle beyond what the human skeleton could support.

He stood on one leg on the high platform, his entire upper body leaning backward, his spine almost parallel to the ground.

Then, with one hand, the index and middle fingers were joined together to form a sword-like gesture, pointing straight at the Qingxu Temple spies below the stage, while the other arm was twisted in the opposite direction and placed against the back.

His head tilted back to the side, and his eyes were wide open to the limit.

He struck a very obvious JOJO pose!
Then a wave of sound erupted from his mouth, turning into visible ripples that stirred up a layer of dust in front of the stage.

"Now! Join me! Praise the sun—!!!"

In the stands, the crowd erupted in a deafening roar, a cacophony of voices.

"Wait, is this the proper way to praise the sun? Something feels off about me."

"It doesn't look like it to me... Isn't this the JoJo's pose?!"

"Who cares! The chairman has spoken, just set it up! Set it up however you want, as long as the mood is right!"

"Praise the sun—!!!"

"praise……

In the next instant, all the disciples of the Guixi Sect, except for the fifteen undercover agents, responded to the call in the entire training ground.

However, the actions on the field were not coordinated.

Some people raised their arms high, their bodies forming a "Y" shape in praise of the sun;

Some people imitated Lin Qingfeng's movements, contorting their bodies into various shapes;
Someone clenched their right fist and pounded it forcefully against their left chest, shouting, "Give me your heart! Give me your heart!"
Two groups lined up on either side, one chanting "For the Horde!" and the other chanting "For the Alliance!"
"Orcs refuse to be slaves!!"

A few even called out the guild's former name: "Nine Streams Sect!"
"For the sake of the Nine Schools!"

"For the sake of the Nine Schools!"

In one of the corners, several people with bloodshot eyes kept repeating:

"Tap tap open... tap tap open... a self-draw tap tap open..."

"The enemy is on the other side of the sea!!!"

"My King's Power!!!"

"I did it, Daoist Master! Hahahaha!"

Lin Qingfeng looked down at the crowd below, whose postures and slogans varied, raised his hand, and sighed in exasperation.

My God, what are you guys doing?

There's absolutely no consistency, is there?!
It's not as good as the slogans that everyone shouted together at the Golden Autumn Harvest Festival!

This has completely messed things up for me!

Also, what the heck is "for the sake of the Nine Schools"?

Did we have this slogan when we were in Jiuliumen?
...Never mind, it doesn't really matter if I add it!
A sect ceremony that was supposed to be used to examine the Daoist teachings turned into a collective act that no one could have predicted within a few breaths.

Many disciples' hands lit up with various colored lights, a sign that the recording stones had been activated.

They adjusted the angle of their ritual implements, incorporating themselves and the scene behind them into the composition.

The fifteen undercover disciples simply let their eyes follow the chaos in front of them unconsciously, their mouths slightly open, but unable to utter a sound.

Their minds went completely blank at that moment!
What the hell is this sect?!

Is this really how the sect competition is conducted?
Although their Qingxu Temple has never held any major competitions, is this really the form of a major competition held by the Demonic Path Association?
Only Su Ling'er, after a brief moment of stunned silence, raised her arm and helplessly rubbed her forehead.
Sigh... I'm used to it... she sighed inwardly.

You'll get used to it... You'll get used to it...

Perhaps this is how demonic cultivators are supposed to be.

……

Looking at the fifteen faces below, each with a different expression, Lin Qingfeng quickly began to make his own calculations.

Sigh, although they were all just ugly extras, he still thought highly of Su Ling'er and Wang Xiedi.

As for this Ye Longtao, Lin Qingfeng glanced at his face, which was still not completely swollen.

Tell me about yourself!

He's just a background actor, yet he's always causing trouble. Is he really just a background actor with background actor behavior?

Besides, what can an extra possibly accomplish?
If someone dies before even leaving our sect, we should be incredibly grateful.

But Wang Xiedi was still somewhat worried.

After all, a novice at the sixth level of Qi Refining would probably be killed in one move if he really encountered someone like Ye Longtao who was at the Foundation Establishment stage.

I have to give him some "protagonist halo" to boost his luck.

Of course, since Wang Xiedi has already been added, Su Ling'er can't be left out either.

A brilliant strategy to put pressure on the protagonist quickly took shape in his mind.

He wanted Su Ling'er and Wang Xiedi to experience what it meant to be "the protagonist" in this competition!
Without further hesitation, he immediately contacted the two sect leaders who had previously advertised in the sect channel.

[Lin Qingfeng]: @Android Community @Apple Phone, the blessing video I mentioned last time, now, immediately, give me one of each! The top-of-the-line version! Spirit stones are no problem!

A moment later, two specially made jade slips engraved with blessing videos fell into Lin Qingfeng's hands.

Lin Qingfeng cleared his throat and addressed the crowd below the stage: "Everyone, before the competition begins, to boost morale, I have specially invited two renowned sects from the Immortal Realm to offer their blessings to our disciples!"

After saying that, he flicked his finger, and one of the jade pieces transformed into a stream of light, projecting a huge light screen into the sky above the training ground.

A young man appeared.

He was dressed in gray robes and carried a magical artifact that looked like glasses.

It is none other than the patriarch of the Apple Clan—Hu Apple!

He seemed to be leisurely passing by his own mountain gate, but suddenly stopped in his tracks as if he had discovered something earth-shattering.

Then he began a heart-wrenching performance, stamping his feet and pounding his chest, his fists pounding loudly against his chest.

She even stomped her feet in anguish, as if regretting why she had only noticed the shot sooner.

"Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, fellow Daoists of the Guixi Sect! Thank you for your orders!"

Immediately, the sect leader of the Apple Clan bowed deeply, clasped his hands in a fist, and repeatedly kowtowed towards the light screen.

He stretched out his arms repeatedly, making exaggerated gestures as he swung them, before continuing:

"This blessing is for the future sect leader candidate of Guixi Sect, the sect's holy maiden, or the sect's junior brother—the future sect leader Lin Qingfeng, Fairy Su Ling'er, and Fellow Daoist Wang Xiedi."

"Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear! Fellow Daoists of Guixi Sect! Why did you place such a huge order for blessings, costing ten thousand spirit stones?"

"Oh my, oh my, this is so insightful and profound, it's like a sudden awakening, it's like a death sentence!"

(End of this chapter)