My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 110 Deepest Mourning for the Passing of the Holy Maiden of the Guixi Sect, Su Ling'er! (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking subscriptions! Seeking book recommendations!)
"Waaaaah... Junior Sister left so suddenly!"

"She had just become the Holy Maiden of our sect, and now she has left us."

"Yes, they were perfectly fine yesterday, how could they just disappear like that?"

"It's all our fault. We didn't take good care of her. Now that I think about it, I really regret it!"

As Su Ling'er listened to these condolences, she inwardly scoffed:

I'm not dead yet!
I'm perfectly fine!
I can still be saved!

Why did you act on your own initiative? You're sentenced to death!

Don't start writing plots for me without my consent!

Soon, the funeral procession arrived at the sect's main peak square.

The square had already been transformed into a solemn and respectful mourning hall.

In the center of the square, a high platform was built using white marble.

The high platform was surrounded by white chrysanthemums and yellow soul-binding flowers, all of which were excellent quality funerary plants.

Above the square, a huge white banner descended from the sky, bearing two lines of large characters written in vigorous and powerful strokes—

[Deepest condolences on the passing of Su Ling'er, the Holy Maiden of the Guixi Sect!]

May the Holy Maiden of Guixi Sect rest in peace!

Su Ling'er lay in the coffin and, through the holes, could clearly see the two glaring banners.

She felt as if a mouthful of blood was stuck in her chest, neither rising nor falling, and she almost went from "faking illness" to "real death".

pass away?!

I haven't become an immortal yet!

Even becoming an immortal isn't for the sake of "passing away"!

May you rest in peace!

How eager are you all to see me leave?
These bastards actually know how to hold a proper funeral.

Judging by this spectacle, someone who didn't know better would think some important person had died.

Could it be that your Guixi Sect started out by handling funerals for people?

And you're still expressing deep condolences... I saw several of your disciples trying not to laugh!

She carefully examined the handwriting on the banner, and the more she looked, the more familiar it seemed...

Isn't this the eldest brother's handwriting?!
She had seen the calligraphy written by her senior brother before, and it was seven or eight parts similar to this!
OK!

Lin Qingfeng!
So it was you who wrote it!

How much do you want me to die that you even personally designed the banner?!

Su Ling'er was so angry that she wanted to rush out right now, tear down the banner, and stuff it into her senior brother's mouth!
...Okay, she doesn't dare.

She forcibly suppressed her anger.

I will endure!

I will endure! ! !

All of this is to ensure that Wang Xiedi's infiltration plan can proceed smoothly!

Once Wang Xiedi retrieves the "Heart-Connecting Fruit," and once we have a chance to escape this hellhole, I, Su Ling'er, will definitely avenge today's humiliation tenfold!

While she was lost in thought, the jade coffin was gently placed on the high platform in the center of the square.

She lay inside and, through the holes, saw that the square was already full of disciples.

Everyone changed into pure white mourning clothes, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

Su Ling'er's heart was stirred once again.

I seriously suspect that you guys started out in the funeral industry!
That's incredibly efficient!
From the time I was "critically ill" to the time my funeral was held, was the entire time less than an hour?!
And where did you get so many mourning clothes?!
Does the sect distribute these things uniformly?!
Then, she saw her senior brother Lin Qingfeng, dressed in a plain white robe, slowly walk up to the high platform.

His face was haggard, his eyes slightly red, and he looked as if he had lost a loved one. Su Ling'er felt a chill run down her spine at the sight of him.

Brother, instead of being so sentimental, why don't you wait until Wang Xie succeeds, then just pull me out of my coffin and I'll "cure" you on the spot, okay?!

This undercover life is so difficult!
Lin Qingfeng stood beside the jade coffin, his gaze sweeping over the crowd below the stage, and said in a sorrowful voice:

"Fellow disciples, today, with heavy hearts, we bid farewell to our Guixi Sect's most diligent disciple, our most beloved Holy Maiden—Junior Sister Su Ling'er."

"Junior Sister... although she comes from an ordinary background, has poor aptitude, terrible physique, and is a pseudo-spiritual root, she is also lazy and cunning, lazy by nature, loves to slack off, spends her days idly, eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring, and likes to squawk and yell..."

He launched into a long list of negative words, making the disciples in the audience almost unable to suppress their smiles.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Qingfeng changed the subject, his tone becoming extremely high-spirited.

"But! His unwavering resolve and indomitable will far surpass those of Wang Xiedi!"

Su Ling'er: "..."

what are you saying?
What are you talking about?!

Cheating and shirking responsibility?

Is he inherently lazy?
When did I become lazy, indulge in drinking, gambling, and prostitution?!
If you're out of things to say, you don't have to say anything. Don't just label me!
Moreover, my Daoist heart is steadfast, for the sake of longevity, for the sake of all living beings, and for the sake of the righteous path!

I didn't do this so you could hold my memorial service here!
And there's absolutely no need to compare me to Wang Xiedi!
Could you please compare the characters to something better?

I don't feel happy at all that he's better than Wang Xiedi!
"Alas, she used her short life to show us the true meaning of 'living towards death, unyielding and indomitable' in the path of cultivation..."

Su Ling'er lay in the coffin, listening to her senior brother's heartfelt "eulogy" which was both "praise and criticism," and she was about to explode.

What else is a "short life"?
I'm only a teenager!
I want to live for several more centuries!

OMG!

What kind of senior disciple is this?!
Someone please take care of this monster!

The senior disciple's eulogy was still ongoing.

"...She was like a shooting star, brief yet it streaked across the night sky of our Guixi Sect, leaving behind the most dazzling light."

"Her voice, her smile, and her voice will be forever etched in our hearts."

"Her spirit will forever inspire us to forge ahead on the path of seeking truth!"

Lying in the coffin, Su Ling'er had nothing but a look of utter despair on her face.

She's tired, she has a headache, let it all end.

I never imagined that faking illness would lead to such severe mental torment.

"Now, please invite our sect's most professional ritual officiant, the 'Priest,' to perform the mourning ceremony for our junior sister!"

As soon as the words were spoken, "Ji," also dressed in white, stepped out from the crowd.

He held no magical artifacts in his hands, but bowed deeply to Su Ling'er's jade coffin.

Then, he slowly straightened up, lowered his head, and remained silent, as if gathering his emotions.

The autumn wind was bleak, swirling up a few fallen leaves, adding to the melancholy.

As Su Ling'er lay in the coffin, an ominous premonition rose in her heart.

What kind of trouble is this guy up to now?
A few breaths later, Ji suddenly raised his head, grinned, and let out a wailing sound that would shock even gods and demons—

"what--!!!"

That shout echoed in all directions, stirring up deep sorrow, and making the temperature in the entire square seem to drop several degrees.

Immediately afterwards, his knees buckled and he knelt down in front of the jade coffin with a thud.

He then pounded the ground with both hands, his face instantly covered in tears and snot.

Then he began his once "professional" wailing.

"Heavens! How could my junior sister's life end in the pursuit of the Dao?!"

(End of this chapter)