My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 275 Su Ling'er: Emmm, I shouldn't have said so much!!!

The huge advantage brought by the "speedy feet" did not last long, and the group soon reached the first real obstacle.

It was a wide, suspended platform where the racetrack ended, and in front of it stood a dozen identical wooden doors side by side.

Each door had a talisman that shimmered faintly, and at the very top of all the wooden doors hung a sign that read: “A Glimmer of Hope.”

Seeing this spectacle, the leading players gradually dissipated the whirlwind afterimages beneath their feet.

Lin Qingfeng and some other players deliberately slowed down and retreated to the second tier, leisurely watching what lay ahead. Meanwhile, those players eager to become part of the first tier didn't hesitate at all, randomly choosing a door and crashing into it.

"Thump!" "Bang!" "Ouch!"

A series of dull thuds and cries of pain rang out. The players seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall, bounced back by the enormous reaction force. Some fell to the ground on their backs, while others clutched their foreheads, seeing stars. But the "door" that had been hit remained completely unmoved!

Lin Qingfeng then slowly ran through the only real door with the second group. As he passed the fallen players, he shook his head with a pained expression: "Sigh, young people are just impulsive. You can't rush things."

Then, Lin Qingfeng transmitted his voice to Su Ling'er.

[Lin Qingfeng]: Junior sister, do you understand what I'm doing?
Huh...? Is this related to me? What do I need to understand...? Can you please not drag me into your competition?!
Forget it, I'll just make it up on the spot...

[Su Ling'er]: Senior Brother! Of course I understand! In ancient times, sages would "throw a stone to test the waters." Could your actions be the legendary "testing the Dao with one's own body"? Letting fellow Daoists use their own experiences to see through the illusion of this "sliver of hope" is the great wisdom to save all sentient beings!
[Lin Qingfeng]: Well said! This is about everyone working for me, and then everyone working for me in return! As long as they work together, they can pave the way for my future success!

Su Ling'er: ...I knew you, Senior Brother...you're really bad!

The contestants passed through the gates and continued up the stairs, soon arriving at an even more peculiar platform.

The platform has steps and a wooden bouncing device similar to a seesaw. Above the bouncing device is a higher track platform, which is obviously a shortcut.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Qingfeng dodged the hand that was pulling his belt from behind, then stepped onto the end of the bouncing device. His body was thrown high into the air, drawing a perfect arc before landing on the platform above. The whole process was smooth and effortless.

The players who followed closely behind also followed suit. Some successfully jumped onto the platform, while others, due to deviations in force or angle, did not jump high enough and fell onto the steps below, then began climbing the steps, wasting their time.

Some people fared even worse, as their bodies flew in a parabola through the air with a long "Ah—!" before falling straight down onto the buffer platform below the track, which was designed to catch them.

With a muffled thud, a player landed face-first on the wooden platform, but he flipped himself up with a quick somersault. It seemed the platform had some kind of cushioning, preventing him from getting hurt. He dusted himself off and started cursing.

"What genius designed this thing? The launch angle is completely wrong. I demand a rematch!"

Another player who had also fallen looked annoyed. "Stop cursing. You didn't find the right angle and force. Damn it, I was just a hair's breadth away from getting over."

Su Ling'er wielded her wooden sword and flew towards the platform, preparing to guide the eliminated contestants to the ground. She felt that she was no longer the Holy Maiden of Guixi Sect, but rather a ferryman at the crossroads of the underworld, specifically responsible for guiding these eliminated individuals.

Seriously, Senior Brother! You designed a catapult platform, why didn't you at least build a staircase to get down? Just to save on material costs? Does my spiritual power not count as money?
The audience below erupted in thunderous laughter and chatter as people kept falling from the sky.

A burly butcher pointed to the sky and laughed heartily, "I'm dying of laughter! I thought he couldn't wrestle at all. This posture looks just like that big fluttering moth in my backyard!" Beside him, an old boxer stroked his beard and analyzed seriously, "Not at all, not at all. This is the principle of 'too much rigidity leads to breakage.' It's clear that while this 'Swift-Footed Protector' is fast, he lacks composure. In terms of controlling his strength, he's ultimately a step behind!"

However, as the runners climbed higher and higher, the spectators on the ground could only see some blurry black dots. Many people felt that it was no longer interesting and began to yawn and prepare to leave.

Who is Lin Qingfeng? How could he tolerate the loss of viewers for his meticulously designed "large-scale reality show"? A voice transmission shot into Su Ling'er's ears urgently.

[Lin Qingfeng]: Junior Sister! Quick! Use the real-time recording stone to link with the one I just threw up and broadcast the match to the viewers below! Hurry! Get the atmosphere going!
[Su Ling'er]: Huh?! No, I still have to be a ferryman, do you mean I have to work part-time as a storyteller?

She had just finished complaining when Lin Qingfeng's voice transmission came again.

[Lin Qingfeng]: Junior Sister! You are truly my lucky star! How could I have forgotten such an important detail! Great idea! With your thoughtfulness, I am relieved!

[Su Ling'er]: Huh?! Senior Brother, look at me, catching people with my left hand and wielding a sword with my right, doesn't it look like the legendary Thousand-Hand Guanyin? Do you want Junior Sister to grow two more hands, one to wave a flag and the other to shout?

She meant it as a joking complaint, but Lin Qingfeng took it seriously.

[Lin Qingfeng]: Hey! The metaphor of the Thousand-Hand Guanyin is excellent. One hand saves all beings, and the other guides. Isn't this a perfect description of you at this moment, and also the prototype of the great path that will guide you in the future? It's settled then!
[Su Ling'er]: No... I... I was just joking. Can I take back what I just said?
[Lin Qingfeng]: I know you're being modest! Enough! The path of the Great Dao allows no retreat! The time has come to test your clear and enlightened mind! I have already transmitted the explanatory mantra to your consciousness; you only need to resolve the doubts of all beings! After it's done, your name will surely be recorded in the sect's merit book! Hurry, hurry, hurry!!!
Su Ling'er: You told me to do something, so I just said I'd do it, and you even tested my Dao heart?! Emmm, I shouldn't have said anything more!!!
Su Ling'er resignedly took out a real-time recording stone from her storage bag, activated her spiritual power, and a huge light screen unfolded in mid-air outside the south gate of Anhe City, clearly projecting the intense competition in the sky.

This magical technique had an immediate effect, instantly attracting the attention of the people who were about to leave. They all looked up and exclaimed in amazement.

"Look! A picture is appearing in the sky!"

"A divine skill, truly a divine skill!"

On the screen, the surviving contestants have arrived at an even more dangerous area: a log bridge suspended in mid-air, with a pink, viscous area below, and several huge beams sweeping across the bridge at an astonishing speed. Once hit, the outcome is self-evident.

From the crowd, the burly butcher who had been there earlier started yelling at the top of his lungs, "Fairy! Fairy! What are those big sticks for? Are they just for swinging people down?!"

His loud voice drew a burst of laughter.

Su Ling'er took a deep breath, knowing she couldn't avoid it any longer. She forced her voice to become clear and ethereal, transmitting it throughout the entire venue through her spiritual power: "Everyone, please calm down."

"This level is called 'Turning the Universe,' which tests the contestants' timing and agility. Below the bridge is 'Entangling Immortal Glue,' a slimy substance that greatly reduces movement speed if you fall in. If you slip, the consequences will be unimaginable."

No sooner had she finished speaking than a stubborn player on the screen decided to show off his skills. He seized the opportunity when a beam swept towards him, and instead of retreating, he advanced, shouted, and tried to leap over the beam!

As a result, he overestimated his jumping ability and underestimated the cunning of the other players. While he was still in mid-air, someone grabbed his trouser leg, and the crossbeam hit him squarely in the waist with a "bang".

"Pfft!"

The player was shoved directly into the pink slime below and struggled for a long time before being unable to get up.

(End of this chapter)