My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 54 When Did I Learn Alchemy? (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking to read further! Seeking book recommendations!)
Fireworks exploded everywhere, and scattered sparks fell from the sky.

Su Ling'er was led by Lin Qingfeng into the sect square, which was illuminated by orange lanterns.

The place was packed with people; the square was teeming with disciples of the Guixi Sect, more than she had ever seen before.

Although there are many people here, so many disciples are gathered here...

Does this mean...?

She suddenly thought of a possibility: since most of the disciples were concentrated here, wouldn't the other parts of the sect be left undefended?
Wouldn't that increase the chances of my little bugs escaping?
She felt happy.

What happened in the sect while I was asleep?
Many disciples who had never been seen before showed up.

They were in small groups, their faces beaming with barely suppressed smiles, talking about something.

Every now and then, sword light would flash overhead, leaving long trails of flame, drawing cheers from below.

The eerie silence of the past is gone, replaced by a more unsettling clamor.

What kind of cult are they trying to hold here?
It can't possibly be some kind of "Golden Autumn Harvest Festival" that I've never even heard of, right?

In the very center of the square, a Sendai (a type of platform) rises abruptly from the ground.

On the platform, a figure sat on a throne and stood before the platform.

It's Elder Qian again!
However, he was now wearing more magnificent robes, and his aura was more imposing.

Behind him on the left stood Elder Qian, who was wearing the robe of a transmission elder.
On the right is Elder Qian, dressed in the robes of a law enforcement elder.

Beside them were several other identical Elder Qians, looking down at the reveling crowd below.

And this display of force...

Could it be... that Elder Qian, who is dressed the most splendidly at the front, is playing the role of the sect leader?

They even have a puppet playing the role of their sect leader?!
Just how careful and cautious is the mastermind behind this demonic sect?
The eldest brother couldn't help but facepalm.

It would be fine if only one or two appeared.

The fact that this series of events is happening in such a way gives me the feeling of an uncanny valley effect.

It gave him a creepy feeling.

Oh well, never mind.

Just then, a loud "dong" rang out.

The several "Elder Qians" on the high platform walked forward together.

The "Sect Leader Qian" in the center raised his hand, his voice resounding throughout the entire sect:
"The auspicious hour has arrived! The Golden Autumn Harvest Festival officially begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderous cheer erupted in the square.

Su Ling'er saw that the disciples raised their hands once again:

"Sect Leader! You are our sun!"

"Loyalty! Loyalty! Loyalty!"

Countless shouts of "loyalty" echoed in the center of the square.

One of the disciples even used a sonic array to play a little tune that she couldn't understand.

"You came from Dandong, and I'm dressed in all white now. I want to eat Cantonese food..."

???

Such fervor! It really is a celebration for heretical cultivators!

And what about Dandong?
What kind of Cantonese cuisine?

What are these things?
The country bumpkin Su Ling'er was bewildered by the grand spectacle, but was greatly impressed.

The players' announcements also revealed a list of many of the events for this celebration.

"Junior sister."

Lin Qingfeng's voice pulled her back to reality.

He pointed to a corner of the square, where a large crowd had already gathered.

"Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

Su Ling'er looked in the direction he was pointing.

There stood a huge Buddhist banner with four large characters written on it.

[Dan Dao Consultation].

It was a temporarily cleared area with dozens of alchemy furnaces lined up in a row, their flames roaring.

Dozens of disciples sat in front of the alchemy furnace, looking every bit the part of renowned alchemy masters who were dedicated to healing the sick.

In front of them were rows of hospital beds. Three "money patients" were going back and forth, having their "treatments" performed by one of the disciples.

[Event: Daoist Medical Consultation]

【Event Rules】:
Players take on the role of alchemists, treating "patients".

For each critically ill patient cured, you will receive +150 sect contribution points, +50 spirit stones, and a random herbal reward.

If treatment fails and the patient's injury becomes more severe, you will also receive +30 contribution points.

If the patient dies, you will also receive +10 contribution points.

The reward for patients with mild symptoms is one-quarter that for patients with severe symptoms.

Each treatment has a chance to increase the proficiency of the alchemy skill.

After each alchemist has performed 30 treatments, subsequent treatments will only provide 1 basic contribution point; failure will invalidate the treatment.

Su Ling'er was still confused when her senior brother led her to the alchemist's place and she sat down in front of an empty alchemy furnace.

What is Senior Brother trying to do?
"Elder brother, this..."

The junior sister looked up at her senior brother and asked.

"It's alright, just hurry up and refine pills to cure the patient."

Su Ling'er was completely overwhelmed by what she heard.

What do you mean?
Alchemy?

cure?

I concoct elixirs to cure diseases?
Did I hear that right?
When did I learn how to make elixirs to cure diseases?
I had no idea I could do this!

Shouldn't it be you, Senior Brother, who should be doing this?
Although your three pills look dark and like poison, they are indeed remarkably effective in treating diseases!

"Senior Brother...do you want...me to refine pills to cure the illness?"

But...but I don't know how!

I also went to the Dan Ding Pavilion, but my aptitude was too poor, and I couldn't understand it at all.

"Senior Brother, even if you force me, I can't do it!"

"It's alright, just go ahead and treat him. Refine your pills however you like, don't worry about anything else. Relax and just go for it."

"Senior Brother, are you really alright?"
"Won't this... kill someone?"

"It's alright! Go ahead and treat him!"

Trust your senior brother; if anything goes wrong, he'll take responsibility!
Hurry up and stop talking nonsense!

She waited there, waiting for the "injured" person to come.

Finally, a disciple staggered over and lay down in front of Su Ling's bed.

"Hey, junior sister, we're counting on you for a bit!"

What do you mean?
You...you're so lively and energetic!

The disciple drew his sword, and Su Ling'er, seeing the sword, was so frightened that she stood up and tried to back away.

As a result, the senior student behind him grabbed his shoulder and pressed him back into his seat.

Fear gripped her heart once more!

He held me down!
My senior brother has pinned me down!

That disciple drew his sword!
Was this all part of their plan?!
Are they...are they going to kill me here?!

They've finally stopped acting!
What "Golden Autumn Harvest Festival"? This is clearly a trap!
Do they think I'm no longer of any use to them?!

Are they going to use me as a sacrifice to be killed right here, in front of all the disciples of the sect, just to add to the excitement of this wicked ceremony?!

Sect Leader, I'm going to die!!!
My Foundation Building Path!

My path to immortality!

Her body began to tremble uncontrollably as she watched helplessly as the disciple raised his longsword high in the air.

The sword blade reflected a bloodthirsty glint in the red light of the lantern, and then, it pointed straight at...

he himself!
!

Su Ling'er blinked in shock...

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(End of this chapter)