My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 50 Junior Sister, what's wrong with you? (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking to read further! Seeking book recommendations!)
Su Ling'er made one attempt after another.

again and again.

She let the insects hide inside the tree trunk.

Or perhaps they hide on the roof beams.

They even let small insects crawl into the mouths of wild animals.

But each time, she failed.

She finally gave up struggling, slumped down on the straw, and stared at the hole in the roof.

The sun had already set, and the last rays of dusk swelled through the cracks in the window, casting a blood-red hue over the dilapidated thatched hut.

That light was just like her state of mind at that moment, utterly desolate, with only ashes remaining.

A patch of light was also reflected on the ground beside them.

In the dappled sunlight, a few specks of dust danced and swirled silently, before finally settling back into stillness...

The potted flower of sorrow that she brought back quietly bloomed with a tiny, ethereal blue hue.

As the dust settled, it reflected the hopes that had burned out time and time again.
The deep blue blossoms seemed to share her grief at this moment.

But why?

How do they always know where she releases the bugs?!

It's always the same!
And why wasn't she immediately detected when she released the Spirit Insect?
If they knew these were the insects that were tipping off others, why didn't they just come and catch her, the source of the problem?

Moreover, given Senior Brother Lin Qingfeng's methods and his ruthless nature, how could he have tolerated me living this long?

This makes no sense.

Su Ling'er lay on the straw, her arms hanging down and resting on her forehead.

The red sleeves covered most of her face, revealing only a small part of it.

Is it because she activated it with her own blood essence?
Or is it that the insect-infested vessel itself carries the unique spiritual energy imprint of Qingxu Temple, which they are able to detect?
Or is it……

Regardless, they were able to identify this "foreign object" that did not belong to the Guixi Sect.

But why?
Why do they keep eliminating this "foreign object" but never investigate the source of its release?

She didn't believe her hiding methods were sophisticated enough to fool the entire sect.

The only explanation she could think of...

Su Ling'er's pupils contracted sharply.

She thought of the most manipulative scenes in plays.

She thought of the smile on Lin Qingfeng's face, a smile that was compassionate and peaceful, yet also seemed to know everything.

They did it on purpose!

They must have somehow already realized that she was the one releasing the insects!
They knew she wanted to escape!
But they neither stopped it nor exposed it!

They simply extinguished that flame of hope in her hands, in the most magnificent way, every time it rekindled!
They don't want to see her die!
All they wanted to see was her struggling between endless hope and despair!
It's about watching her try to escape every time, only to end up battered and bruised, ultimately forced to cower in a corner, trembling with fear!
"Is this what they call cat playing with mouse...heh..."

She gave a weak, self-deprecating laugh.

The depletion of his soul and the severe damage to his spirit crashed down upon him.

The world spun before my eyes.

The thatched huts, straw houses, and holes that could be seen everywhere became somewhat blurry and distorted.

Eventually, darkness descended.

She... fainted...

……

I do not know how long it has been.

thump.

Boom, boom, boom.

A rhythmic knocking sound entered my ears, even keeping time.

who is it?

dong dong dong!dong dong dong!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The knocking became more urgent and forceful.

……

Outside the door, Lin Qingfeng frowned, his dark robes fluttering in the night wind.

Junior sister has been resting all afternoon, why is she still sleeping here?
My junior sister was incredibly lazy today!
"Junior sister!"

There was no movement inside the house.

Thump! Thump-thump! Thump! Thump-thump-thump! Thump!

Lin Qingfeng started drumming directly on the door.
"Junior sister, wake up! The sun's already high in the sky! A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step!" Junior sister...

Could it be that he was driven to despair by the sect's mission and hanged himself?

impossible!
How could Junior Sister's willpower be crushed by a mere thousand or so sect missions!

nonexistent!

then.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

"Junior Sister! If you don't open the door soon, your senior brother is coming in!"

The violent tremors finally pulled Su Ling'er's consciousness back from the abyss.

She suddenly opened her eyes, her head still throbbing with pain.

"Junior Sister! Open the door!"

Outside the door, that familiar yet terrifying voice continued.

It's the eldest brother, Lin Qingfeng!

boom!
Su Ling'er's mind went completely blank, as if struck by lightning.

Have we been discovered?
Could it be that the matter of the Spirit-Pulling Insect has been exposed?!
He came, he finally came!
He's clearly tired of playing cat and mouse; he's here to clean house!

but.

Revolt?

What can she use to resist?
Should I use this wooden sword?

Although this wooden sword is quite strange, how could this wooden sword and my own Qi Refining Perfection cultivation possibly touch that senior brother whose cultivation level I can't even fathom?

This is like an ant trying to shake a tree, or a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Su Ling'er smiled bitterly.

But now!
The knocking outside the door stopped!

Su Ling'er could almost picture Lin Qingfeng standing outside the door, his face still bearing that compassionate smile, but his hand already resting on the ancient sword called "Wait."

Was he waiting for him?
Waiting to open the door and then stepping into death?

Or perhaps, when he loses his patience, he'll kick open this broken door and then chop himself into pieces?

How to do?
What should I do?
Beg for mercy? Confess? Or play dumb?

Will the devil listen?
I'm afraid they'll die even faster!
Moreover, how could we, as righteous cultivators, do such a thing!
perhaps……

Perhaps he was just passing by, or simply had something to ask me, and didn't discover the secret of the Spirit-Binding Insect?
Su Ling'er still held onto a sliver of hope.

Calm down, must calm down!
Especially in times like these, it's crucial not to panic!

She raised her hand.

Snapped!Snapped!
She slapped her cheeks hard with both hands.

The stinging pain from the contact between her palm and cheek brought her to a more clear-headed state.

I mustn't let him see my weakness!
You absolutely mustn't let him see your fear!

She leaned against the wall, stood up unsteadily, and straightened her disheveled clothes.

Finally, she took another deep breath, forcing a lazy and bewildered smile onto her face.

Right, that is it.

Stay calm, Su Ling'er!

She slowly walked to the door, and when she placed her hand on the latch, she could feel her fingertips trembling.

Squeak-!
She opened the door.

A slight rubbing sound came from the hinges of the wooden door.

Outside the door, the figure in black stood quietly.

Su Ling'er lowered her head, avoiding his gaze.

"Senior Brother... is there something you need so late?"

"I...I just woke up..."

However, Lin Qingfeng did not follow her words, but looked at Su Ling'er with a puzzled expression.

Ok?
Junior sister's face...

"Junior Sister, what's wrong with you...?"

(End of this chapter)