My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 42 Blood-Coagulating Grass! (Please read on, please recommend the book!)

I know!

I don't understand you at all!
I don't understand and I don't want to understand!
You bunch of devils are trying to mind control me!
Then, Lin Qingfeng changed the subject.

"However, sect property is subject to strict rules."

"No one may take any of the spiritual herbs or trees here."

“A disciple once harbored delusions and secretly hoarded spiritual medicine. He was captured by the law enforcement elder afterward, had part of his cultivation destroyed, and spent several hours at the Cliff of Repentance.”

"You must remember the lessons of the past."

Su Ling'er: "..."

Alright, senior brother!

Are you afraid I'll dig up the ground and steal a few more spirit herbs?!
You've been personally watching me, how could I dare?!

There are so many people here who only talk the talk but walk the walk, it's infuriating!

You have to tell me this again!
They make exploitation sound so noble and righteous!
They spend money to grow it themselves; it's for their own "self-interest."

I was forced to work for the sect, which is considered "the greater good"?
Finally, he even warned me not to steal anything from the sect?

Do I dare?
With you all watching me, where am I supposed to steal from you?

Although I was internally screaming with rage, I still had to put on a show.

"Senior Brother... Junior Sister, Junior Sister understands!"

"It was my narrow-mindedness that led me to almost fail the sect and my senior brothers' high expectations!"

"Junior sister, I'll go right away!"

After saying that, she stopped looking at anyone, turned around, picked up a hoe from the edge of the field, and walked into the three-acre medicinal herb field.

Behind me, that familiar drumming noise started up again.

"One stroke of the hoe, one drop of sweat! Junior Sister's Dao Foundation is as solid as an iron mountain!"

"Turning over three acres of land! Foundation building is no longer a dream!"

"Dig for immortality in the soil! Success will come naturally with enough effort!"

Su Ling'er stopped looking at them, closed her eyes, and shut out all sound.

She channeled her spiritual power into the hoe, and as it fell, it turned over the fresh soil.

The spiritual power gradually disappeared with the labor and the passage of time.

She glanced around and saw her senior brother taking out plates of spiritual fruits from his storage bag. He and the other disciples from the "atmosphere group" sat down on the bluestone ridge of the field and ate the plump purple spiritual fruits.

The disciples whose faces had been blank seemed to come alive again, chatting and eating with their senior brother.

"Junior Sister, your efficiency is too low. When will our sect ever get ahead?"

"Although Junior Sister's cultivation level of Qi Refining Great Perfection is already very fast."

"I really want to open the secret realm! Why is Junior Sister so slow!"

"But it really has been tough on her. She's the only one in our sect, so we can only let her do whatever she wants."

As if they had remembered something, they suddenly shouted in Su Ling'er's direction:

"Junior Sister! Hang in there! We believe in you!"

After shouting a few times, they started toasting and chatting again.

Su Ling'er's veins throbbed as she listened.

You think I'm inefficient? Why don't you come and help me?!
You just stood by and watched, offering verbal encouragement, how could you be so shameless?!
Is there no justice left?!

You know I'm suffering, but you don't even offer to help me!
Still "just me all by myself"?
Are you all inhuman?!
So the entire sect is being held up by me alone, huh?!
Su Ling'er's gaze involuntarily met that of Lin Qingfeng, who was biting into a spirit fruit.

Lin Qingfeng paused his chewing for a moment, looking at his junior sister with some confusion.

Immediately, a knowing smile appeared on his face.

He understood!

Junior Sister is complaining that the support team is too lax. She needs encouragement from her senior brothers and sisters right now, so how can they be so perfunctory?

He cleared his throat and addressed the crowd around him in a loud voice:

"Everyone! Our junior sister is exhausted again, are you all going to be listless too? Give it your all!"

"Beat the drums! Let's cheer them on!"

Thump! Thump! Thump-thump-thump!
"The better you till the soil, the sooner you'll embark on the path to immortality!"

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

Su Ling'er felt her head was about to explode, listening to the noise several times louder than before and seeing the group of creatures suddenly revived. A disciple passing by the herb field tended by her junior sister glanced at it curiously.

This startled the junior sister, who quickly lowered her head as if she weren't there.

That's so embarrassing!
She shouldn't have looked at her senior brother!

And you also have to endure the awkward atmosphere of being stared at by passersby from time to time.

Please, someone, destroy this damned demonic sect!
……

Finally, Su Ling'er finished all the tasks.

She placed the jade slip indicating the completion of the mission on the stone platform in front of the mission elder.

The elder took out a dusty gray cloth bag from the storage compartment behind him and pushed it in front of Su Ling'er.

Su Ling'er's heartstrings were gently plucked at this moment.

Finally, it's not those broken copper coins anymore!

She reached out and touched the cloth bag. The rough fabric felt very light, which surprised her.

Then, she untied the rope and looked inside the bag.

In those eyes, which had become somewhat numb, first came confusion, then slowly turned into shock...

Immediately afterwards, some moist liquid seemed to soak into her eyes.

Although the light inside the hall was somewhat dim, the contents of the bag seemed to emit a faint glow.

Although there were two pieces of silver in the bag, Su Ling'er had long since ignored these mundane things.

A low-level spiritual plant came into view, its entire body emerald green with a touch of vermilion at the top, and the roots carrying a faint fragrance of grass and trees that wafted into the nostrils.

A name suddenly popped into her mind.

Blood-clotting herb!
This is actually a blood-clotting herb!
Although it is a low-grade spiritual herb, judging from its age and size, it is at least a year old!
Outside the hall, Lin Qingfeng and his noisy support group were still standing there, waiting for her to begin her next "work".

Su Ling'er glanced at them furtively. They must want to keep watching her as she became numb, struggled, and finally gave in.

But Su Ling'er was certain that what they didn't know was that some things had already changed in her world.

The past of Qingxu Temple once again surfaced in her mind.

For an outer disciple like her with a pseudo-spiritual root, the Blood-Coagulating Grass was a spiritual plant that was only heard of but unattainable.

These outer disciples at the second or third level of Qi Refining want to obtain spiritual plants?
Don't even think about it.

What the sect can provide is always just fasting pills, a few copper coins, and a minimum guarantee of three spirit stones per month.

To receive the teachings of the Pure Emptiness Contemplation Method is already an immeasurable blessing.

The aptitude of outer disciples is what it is. Although Blood Coagulation Grass is a low-grade spiritual herb, giving it to an outer disciple would be a complete waste.

Even the senior disciples in the inner sect would need to accept sect missions and take some risks outside the sect to obtain such a plant.

Those missions were even life-threatening for these outer disciples.

As for direct disciples?

Naturally, they don't need to think about anything; the sect leader and elders will hand over the best-aged spiritual herbs and even the refined pills to them.

A disciple has only one task!
That is cultivation.

Then inherit the lineage.

Although he had received a promise from the head of Qingxu Temple, this Blood-Coagulating Grass was a real temptation right in front of him.

This was a treasure she never dreamed she could obtain so easily within the Demon Sect.

Qingxu Temple has strict rules that prohibit disciples from fighting each other, which is to protect the sect's resources.

Few outer disciples would be foolish enough to provoke inner disciples.

Even so, the inner sect members still engage in private sarcasm and verbal attacks against the outer sect members.

At least on the surface, everyone was relatively harmonious. There was no life-or-death struggle; at most, they would just exchange a few sarcastic remarks, but no one would actually make a move.

But here, in this place she regarded as a den of demons, disciples killed and ambushed each other, taking the lives of their fellow disciples while laughing and joking; there was absolutely no order to speak of.

but……

It was here that she simply turned over the ground and obtained a spiritual plant that even inner disciples of Qingxu Temple had to obtain through sect missions.

The effort she put in seemed insignificant compared to the reward.

But why is that?

After only five hundred instances of "mind control," is this demonic sect really willing to spend so much to cultivate its "tools"?
(End of this chapter)