My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 121 Why do I feel like I'm going further and further down the path of evil cultivation? (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking subscriptions!)
"Roar--!"

"Hi ha——!"

Listening to the still unwilling roars of the two mummified corpses around her, and the occasional resentful murmurs of the ghost bride, Su Ling'er forced herself to stop thinking about her neighbors and stared blankly at the demolition site outside the cave entrance.

Those nanmu pillars, carved with dragons and phoenixes and also engraved with evil spirits, were uprooted and taken away because they were full of yin energy.
Some of the luminous pearls used for lighting, the jade carvings on the curtain, and the eerie armchairs where the two old ghosts had sat were all packed up and thrown into storage bags.

They even took the paper money from the offering table.

Although mortal ghost money cannot circulate in the cultivation world, this is "three-qi ghost money" that is soaked in ghost energy, death energy, and corpse energy.

They figured it might come in handy someday, so everyone put it away.

The alchemy fanatic Lu Wu made great gains in the courtyard, finding spiritual plant materials with extremely heavy yin and death energy, such as "vengeful flower" and "corpse moss".

Finally, even the bright red ghost sedan chair was happily put into the storage bag by the eldest brother.

Su Ling'er was dumbfounded.

???

No... Senior Brother, who are you going to marry?

Why did you take this red sedan chair?

Would anyone actually use this red sedan chair that has carried a dead person?!
Aren't you afraid the person sitting in this seat will die on the spot?!

Lin Qingfeng's idea was very simple.

This red sedan chair is the most beautiful item in this dungeon, so of course you should choose it!

I actually quite like that eerie beauty!

Even if I don't use it, I'll keep it in my storage bag as a collectible!

Su Ling'er listened to the clanging and rumbling sounds outside, watching helplessly as the ancient house was completely divided up, her whole body numb.

Especially when I saw that they even scraped the plaster off the walls.

Some disciples even argued over who should get an extra piece of wall plaster, the reason being who had used more force when carrying the coffin!
She couldn't help but think of those bandits who burned, killed, and looted everything, feeling that they were exactly the same as the people from the Guixi Sect now!
At the same time, a system notification sounded in the minds of all Guixi Sect players and disciples:

[Ding! Special event dungeon cleared: Yinling Courtyard - Red and White Encounters!]

[Dungeon Rating: A (Normal Clear)]

[Dungeon Evaluation: High-level players can easily clear this dungeon; an A grade would be quite good.]

[Rewards are being settled...]

[Each person receives 1000 sect contribution points!]

[Gained 2000 cultivation experience points!]

You may take everything you obtain from the dungeon with you.

[Largest contributor: Lin Qingfeng]

[Obtained the Celestial Owl, [Type]: Rare Treasure/Puppet]

The players were incredibly excited.

Inside the coffin, Su Ling'er experiences a completely different adventure.

Along with the distribution of cultivation rewards.

She felt pure yin energy emanating from the three corpses suppressed beside her, seeping through her skin and into her meridians.

These energies, stripped of all resentment and impurities, left only the most primal soul power and yin energy, strengthening her divine soul and nourishing her spiritual power.

As a result, her spiritual power also carried a trace of ghostly energy, yin energy, and even corpse energy!
Under the "nourishment" of these three corpses, her cultivation level actually... improved slightly!

Although she was still far from the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, she could clearly sense her cultivation level increasing.

She's become stronger...

But she wasn't happy at all!

Oh my God!
I don't want it!

What kind of evil technique is this?!

Am I...am I absorbing the power of a corpse?!

Why do I feel like I'm becoming more and more like a heretical practitioner?!
It seems like my human aura is tinged with death!
Don't do this kind of thing!
I don't want to become one of those demons who can only become stronger by killing people!

She was tightly enveloped by the three mummified corpses and the skeleton of the ghost bride, her heart filled with pain and despair. Was this... a good thing or a bad thing?

No, how come I, a righteous person, feel like I'm going further and further down the path of demonic cultivation?
I am clearly a member of the righteous and esoteric sects!
I came here for the sake of becoming an immortal and for the sake of all living beings!
Why... why does it seem like we're heading down this path of no return?!

Although the amount of yin energy, ghost energy, and death energy absorbed was very small, these were three different energies!
Even if it's just a few strands, the three strands combined will definitely be noticeable!
Outside, the old mansion had been razed to the ground.

Even the old locust tree in the courtyard was dug up by the roots, as if there had never been any ancient house here, leaving only a desolate wilderness.

Just like the scene outside the sect she saw when she first arrived at Ochiai Peak.

At this point, the group began their journey home.

……

Meanwhile, as Wang Xie ventured deeper into the land, he finally arrived at the backyard of the Beast Taming Hall.

This appears to be a place for processing waste and cultivating special plants.

His eyes searched his surroundings.

Not only was he thinking about the Heart-Connecting Fruit his senior sister had entrusted to him, but he was also subconsciously searching for that emerald green figure that had haunted his dreams.

Where will that jade-faced mantis be imprisoned?

suddenly!

His gaze was drawn to a strangely shaped potted plant in the corner.

Its leaves are somewhat withered and yellow.

But what attracted him was not the plant itself, but rather some dull, emerald-green fragments that seemed to be mixed in with the soil around its roots.

This is?

Wang Xiedi's heart sank, and an ominous premonition welled up in his mind.

He held his breath and moved over step by step.

The closer he got, the clearer his vision became.

That wasn't some fragment; it was clearly an insect carapace.

His blood seemed to freeze at that moment.

He saw the strange plant's roots and stems, its emerald green shells completely devoid of life, and its broken segments.

And that large, fleshy lip that was etched in his memory, the one he had kissed!
Judging from the cracks all over its lips, that must be his Jade-Faced Mantis Girl!
This is the corpse of the Jade-faced Mantis!

These are its remains!

boom--! ! ! !

Something seemed to shatter in Wang Xiedi's heart in an instant.

His responsibility and commitment could not be fulfilled with the passing of the other person.

He wanted to shout at the top of his lungs, to question the heavens, and to tear everything in this hellhole to shreds.

But he can't.

He bit his lip hard, afraid to make a sound, lest his shouts attract others and ruin all his previous efforts.

Tears fell silently.

Jade-faced Mantis!

I'm late!
I'm so sorry!
Why...why did you end up like this?!
If I had been faster, if I had arrived earlier, perhaps you wouldn't have suffered such a terrible fate!
I have once again failed to shoulder the responsibilities I should have taken. I am such a useless person!

Meanwhile, the tunes playing in the Beast Taming Pavilion also appeared at the same time, fittingly.

Snowflakes are falling, the north wind is howling.
The world is vast and boundless.
A sprig of plum blossom stands proudly in the snow, its fragrance carried only for her.

Accompanied by the music of the Beast Taming Hall, Wang Xiedi's vision was blurred by tears. He reached out and picked up the broken remains of the Jade-Faced Mantis from the soil, bit by bit.

He gently placed the fragments in his bosom, close to his heart.

Even if he couldn't rescue it, as a responsible man, he would definitely take it away from this hellhole and find a beautiful place to bury it.

Just as he was immersed in immense grief and anger, he caught a glimpse of a crimson spiritual fruit out of the corner of his eye.

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(End of this chapter)