My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 37 Is my hard time finally coming to an end?!
If someone makes a move, at least let me see some sign!
Well then, at least let me see some indication of what you've done here!
This is terrifying!
She felt like she might have encountered a ghost, and that she hadn't come to a demonic sect, but a ghostly sect!
She pondered the fellow disciples she had met on the road.

They did the same basic chores as her, but none of them had any expression on their faces.

With vacant eyes and stiff movements, he tirelessly repeated the tasks at hand.

Upon careful reflection, it seems that even that Foundation Establishment stage senior was the same.

Why is this?

Just as Su Ling'er was lost in thought, she looked up and saw a sword light hovering not far away.

The light faded, revealing the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

He seemed to be pointing towards the mountain stream below from the very spot where he had cleaned the courtyard for the sixty-fourth time.

Crash-!
Nine water dragons roared and soared into the air, tracing an arc as they fell below.

Because Su Ling'er was still cleaning the courtyard, she couldn't see where the water dragon ended up, but she could roughly guess.

Those must have been the nine bronze vats that she had filled herself.

He was using his profound water control skills to repeat the work he had done before, and that courtyard was one of the places he had cleaned before.

It only took two or three breaths.

Then, the Foundation Establishment expert used a sword technique, transforming into a stream of light and disappearing from Su Ling'er's sight.

Even Foundation Establishment experts have to do this job, and they have to clean it even faster!
Before she could even react, another incredibly fast golden streak suddenly appeared in the sky.

But it flashes by in an instant, yet it constantly shuttles back and forth in the air, its speed so fast that only a blur remains.

The afterimage drew countless straight golden lines with light across the sky.

And the endpoints of those golden threads were none other than the courtyards she had painstakingly cleaned before!
Could it be... a Pseudo-Core Formation Realm expert?
Or perhaps a powerful expert at the Core Formation stage, like the sect leader?

But... but even a powerful expert of this level is trapped in this endless cleaning labor?!
After thinking for a while, she understood!

This must be the sect's true high-ranking members hiding behind Elder Qian's puppet, using this method to carry out inhumane mental control over their disciples!

They deliberately messed up the courtyard that the disciples had cleaned and deliberately poured out all the water-filled vats, just to test the disciples' obedience and patience!

Then they will wear down your will, crush your spirit, and ultimately reduce you to nothing more than a qualified "tool" serving the sect.

Those fellow disciples with numb eyes.

The disciple who sacrificed himself by jumping into the medicinal soup and turning into blood in order to help someone forge a sword.

And then there was that senior brother who chose to be stabbed to death by his senior brother so that he could complete his performance of persuading him to cultivate the "Sword Refining Technique"...

All of this makes sense now!

That’s it, that’s it!

Those were all lessons she had learned!
This is the future that every new disciple of the Guixi Sect may face!

No wonder they would risk their lives to help others obtain magical treasures and elixirs!
He would be willing to be stabbed through to complete his senior brother's mission, and even recite those extremely embarrassing lines before he dies.

Even her disciples, whose cultivation levels were at the Foundation Establishment stage or whose realms far surpassed hers, were still subject to chores such as cleaning the courtyard.

This is the sect's "exploitation" technique!
They weren't training any disciples; instead, they were systematically draining the vigor and value of every newcomer through this high-intensity, meaningless labor!
When your spirit is completely worn down and there is no possibility of further progress on your path, you will completely accept your fate and willingly become the "nourishment" for the operation of the sect!
Whether you jump into the alchemy furnace or lie on the forging platform, you will consider it a reward and salvation from the sect!

This repetitive task is a meticulously designed assembly line.

They process each and every living monk into "raw materials" that they can use at any time in an assembly line!
so horrible!
This evil sect deserves to be punished by everyone!
……

The 274th time.

Sweat soaked through her clothes, and the sticky feeling against her skin made Su Ling'er feel irritable and nauseous.

More than half of the spiritual energy in her dantian had been depleted, but she was even more exhausted mentally. Repeating the same tasks of fetching water and sweeping fallen leaves over and over, her mind was now filled with nothing but water vats and fallen leaves.

She felt she couldn't take it anymore...

No wonder the disciples who came to clean all had such empty eyes.

They must have been exhausted by this repetitive labor, and through these sect missions, their spirit was gradually worn down, turning them into mindless tools of the sect.

It all made sense.

But she was also nearing her limit...

She leaned against an old tree, panting heavily. Her dark hair clung to her pale cheeks, and sweat dripped from her temples into the dust.

It doesn’t work anymore, it really doesn’t work anymore.

If this continues, I'll be completely drained!

Even before her senior brother could make a move, she herself was about to become a mere puppet capable only of doing chores!

Just then, footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

She looked up and saw a familiar figure at the end of the path.

Is it Senior Brother Lin Qingfeng?
Wasn't he secretly watching him before?

I actually missed the chance to slack off!

However, this time, the senior brother didn't suddenly jump out from behind her.

But he didn't come alone.

He was followed by more than a dozen disciples, men and women, all of whom exuded a calm and composed aura.

They stood in two lines, without uttering a word.

This is quite a spectacle...

What are they going to do?
……

Lin Qingfeng shook his head as he looked at his junior sister's pitiful appearance.

Little junior sister, oh little junior sister, where is your will?!
That's slacking off!
Too lazy!!!
I was only gone for a little while, why did you stop?

This is nothing, just some repetitive work, and it's already overwhelming you?
Sigh, it's my turn, your senior brother, to save you.

It's a pity we can't give her pills, and we can't let her use spirit servants either, because if she does, she won't get contribution points, which means she'll have worked for nothing.

I have no idea what's going on in the minds of the game's designers. They won't let us help them, and they won't even let us solve the problem by spending money.

Although I can't help her materially, I can give her the greatest support in spirit!

He turned his head and winked at the group of "atmosphere-setting people" he had hastily brought in behind him:

Ready? Let's begin!

Su Ling'er's heart tightened as she watched the group of people stop not far from her.

She looked at her senior brother, whose gaze remained gentle, even carrying a hint of encouragement.

Is it...

My senior brother finally had a change of heart and asked these senior brothers and sisters to help me.

Is my hardship finally coming to an end?!
How could there still be people with a conscience in this den of iniquity?
After hundreds of repetitive tasks, Su Ling'er looked at these evil cultivators and a sliver of wishful thinking arose within her that she shouldn't have had...

(End of this chapter)