My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 38 Senior Brother, can't you understand human language?!

Lin Qingfeng led his disciples to the place and then clapped his hands.

"let's start."

The disciples he had brought along then moved closer and surrounded Su Ling'er.

Su Ling'er watched this scene unfold.

Could it be that the eldest brother has finally had a change of heart?

Finally found some people to help me?
However, the group eventually stopped and did not come to lend a hand or help her with anything as she had hoped.

No, what are you going to do?
Are they not here to help me, but to refine me right here and now?!
At Lin Qingfeng's signal, the dozen or so disciples quickly dispersed.

The burly senior brother in the lead took out a Dharma banner from his storage bag.

With a "whoosh," it unfurled, revealing a slogan written on its surface in a flowing, elegant style:
[With unwavering Daoist spirit and relentless struggle! The future light of the Guixi Sect—Su Ling'er!]

Su Ling'er: "?"

Before she could react, the other disciples also began their own "support" activities.

Suddenly, pieces of brilliance emitting a soft glow appeared out of thin air in their hands.

They held the pyroxene stones in their palms, raised them high, and they shimmered along with the words on the prayer flag. Then, they drew their energy into their dantian and raised their arms, shouting:
"With a heart of iron, I temper my true self!"

The other dozen or so disciples also shouted with all their might, their voices filled with anguish:

"Go, junior sister!!!"

"Junior Sister, you've broken free of your cocoon and transformed into a butterfly!!"

"Water the road with sweat!"

Hang in there! We believe in you!

"Refine your immortal heart through hard work!!"

You can do it!!!

"Su Ling'er! Su Ling'er! Bravely ascend the path to immortality, never give up!!!"

As they shouted, the brilliance stones in their hands flickered on and off, their light intertwining.

These pyroxenes seem to have other uses, their shimmering light weaving together to form a dazzling sea of ​​stars.

One disciple even took out a giant drum that was taller than a person, its surface gleaming with a mysterious luster, clearly also a magical artifact.

Some people took out jade flutes and chime bells, while others immediately unleashed flying swords, which hovered and danced in the air, their sword light intertwining with lightning.

Immediately afterwards, they began some kind of bizarre and unpredictable method that Su Ling'er could not understand at all.

The dozen or so people sometimes crossed their arms in front of their chests.

Sometimes he would clench his fist and charge forward.

Sometimes he would wave the light stone in his hand and draw a trajectory.

They were chanting incantations and shouting slogans that were difficult to understand, and every movement they made seemed to be full of power.

It even perfectly matched the rhythm of war drums and celestial music, creating a small feast of light, shadow, and sound.

"A gentle breeze caresses the mountain ridge; junior sister, you must strive to be strong!"

"One, two, three, four, five, we've been waiting so long!"

"Junior sister, fly high, your senior brother will always be with you!"

"If you don't give up, we won't abandon you!"

Another female disciple made a hand seal, and lotus petals fell from the sky.

They landed on Su Ling'er's hair, shoulders, and... the floor she had just swept clean.

Su Ling'er: "..."

Su Ling'er's expression froze.

She slowly turned her stiff neck, looking at the radiant banner, listening to the deafening war drums, and feeling the gusts of wind generated by the group constantly waving the light stones.

She couldn't hold back any longer when she saw that the female disciple had added countless flower petals to the ground she had almost cleaned.

What are they doing?!

Are they making things worse?!

Please, I'm exhausted. If you're not going to help, at least don't make things worse!

Are you trying to make my workload increase by scattering flower petals on the ground because you think I haven't swept enough fallen leaves?!

She even saw those depraved demons playing a bizarre game of creating "human waves" using spiritual energy shockwaves. Ripples of spiritual energy spread outwards from them; the sight was beautiful, but what were they doing?!

Keep going?
I'll add you to my head, you big dummy!
He really is a demonic cultivator! A demonic cultivator indeed!!!

What kind of hero is someone who only talks the talk?
Instead of wasting time tinkering with magical artifacts and wielding light stones, could you use your nimble hands to help me sweep away the fallen leaves?!

You're all here beating drums and playing music, and flying swords and releasing flowers, can't you spare one person to help me fetch some water?!
And you!
The one scattering flowers!
Do you think I'm not sweating enough, or that my sweeping isn't appropriate enough, so you have to add some flower petals and fallen leaves?
So I thought I'd make more, wouldn't you think it would look even better that way?!
And you all!

Do you have so much spiritual power that you don't know what to do with it?

It's fun to use spiritual energy shockwaves, right?
Why didn't you just fill those tanks with a shockwave?!
You bunch of devils...

Murder and kill!
You can kill someone, but you also have to destroy their spirit!

She was so angry that she trembled all over, her chest heaving, and she almost fainted because she couldn't catch her breath.

Amidst the enthusiastic cheers and performances, a familiar figure appeared before her again, hands behind his back, a proud expression on his face.

Her dark robes fluttered in the wind; it was none other than her senior brother, Lin Qingfeng.

Su Ling'er stared intently at him with a look that seemed to want to devour him alive, forcing out a twisted smile through her teeth:

"Senior...brother...what are you doing?"

"Junior sister isn't tired. Junior sister feels that these things are unnecessary."

The eldest brother waved his hand dismissively:

"Junior sister, no need to be so polite. This is what your senior brother should do."

You must be quite annoyed by this tedious and repetitive work, right?
I've specially arranged a support team for you to help you complete your sect's missions even more effectively!
Remember, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, so let's get to work!

"We will always be watching you!"

The junior sister looked at the senior brother with a twisted smile.

"Senior Brother... I'll do it right away... Could you... send them back?"

"Junior sister, there's really no need to worry about it."

The eldest brother waved his hand again.
"This is what I should do as your elder brother. Just focus on your work. I'll be there for you."

"Senior Brother... Junior Sister really... really... really doesn't need these..."

Su Ling'er smiled through gritted teeth.

But Lin Qingfeng looked at his junior sister with complete agreement.

Look at this junior sister, she's so moved by my sudden surprise that she can't even speak.

He kept being very polite to me; he's such a well-mannered child.

Lin Qingfeng patted her shoulder affectionately:

"You can relax!"

"Although I can't help you much, I can still offer some moral support."

"Don't refuse. If you keep being so polite, I'll get angry."

"See those fallen leaves on the ground? They're calling you! Go sweep them up!"

Immediately afterwards, a chant of "Sweep away the dust in your heart, fill the spring of the Dao heart" came from behind.

Su Ling'er looked at the instigator of all this, and at the senior brother in front of her, she roared wildly in her heart!
Didn't I already say I didn't need it?!

I beg you to get rid of these monkeys that are jumping around like this!
Senior Brother, can't you understand human language?!

And emotional support too?!

Is this how you help people?

This is called spiritual pollution!

It's a soul attack!
You're banging drums and gongs in my ear, waving them around in front of me, and even throwing trash on the floor I just swept clean. Is that what you call helping me?
This is clearly an attempt to make me go berserk on the spot and explode!

You demon in human skin!
Despicable and shameless heretics!

Look at your smug face. Do you think your methods are particularly clever?

Do you feel a great sense of accomplishment from having me completely under your control?!
If you hadn't been watching me like a ghost, forcing me to do all this endless chores, would I be in this exhausted state now?!

She suddenly felt...

Perhaps, it's not them who are crazy...

But herself?
(End of this chapter)