My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 68 Immortal Path Spiritual Fortune Tour (Please read on! Please recommend this book!)

That invisible force tightly bound Su Ling'er's limbs.

She tried to move her fingers, but found that she couldn't exert even the slightest bit of strength.

But strangely, she could speak?

What kind of evil magic is this?!

A storm raged in Su Ling'er's heart.

This... could this be the kind of method used to control Elder Qian?

They were made into flesh and blood puppets, destined to serve this demonic sect for all eternity!

Is this the initial means of control?

They retain their own consciousness and can still speak, but gradually they will lose themselves and eventually be completely assimilated by this evil sect, becoming puppets to be manipulated by others!
Why did the eldest disciple come in too?

Is he going to become a puppet too?

Someone like him can't possibly be controlled by others, can he?
Su Ling'er thought of those "consumables" who sacrificed themselves to the sword or refined pills.

Could it be that the eldest brother is also part of this huge conspiracy?
The thought of herself soon becoming a puppet, forced to do things against her will, filled her with a growing fear that spread like wildfire.

"Senior Brother! What's going on?! Why can't I move?!"

I want to ascend to immortality!
I still want to pursue the Great Dao!
I don't want to die here!

Lin Qingfeng, however, remained calm and composed. Though also unable to move, he used telepathy to speak to her:

"Junior sister, don't panic. This is the method for traveling on the immortal path."

Its purpose is to enable us to cast aside worldly desires and connect with the Great Dao.

Not just you, but everyone participating in the parade is like that.

Su Ling'er knew that all the disciples participating in this event had changed into red clothes, just like her, and remained in a stiff position, unable to move.

But isn't that even stranger?!

Do you think this is true?
I just can't believe it!
Moreover, the senior brother's red robe was embroidered with even more intricate patterns in gold thread, making it look exceptionally gorgeous.

But his stiff expression sent chills down Su Ling'er's spine.

What are you devils up to?!

If you're going to your deaths, please don't take me with you!
Senior Brother, it's up to you whether you choose to consecrate the sword or the elixir!
I still want to pursue the Great Dao!

If you're going to be a consumable item, don't drag me into it!
……

On the high platform.

Elder Qian's voice rang out again, and he recited an opening statement about "the path to immortality and spiritual fortune".

Lin Qingfeng looked at the event rules and quickly issued instructions in the dedicated channel.

[Event: Celestial Journey Spiritual Transport Parade]

[Rules: All participants will automatically enter "stroll" mode and follow Elder Qian on a tour of the sect. During the tour, participants must shout a special slogan.]

Reward: The first person to shout out the slogan before the deadline will receive 40 sect contribution points.

If someone responds to your call, you will receive an additional 10 sect contribution points.

The more people respond, the more extra contribution points you receive.

Lin Qingfeng: Listen up, everyone!
Wait for my signal, and let my junior sister shout first!
Remember to respond to her when the time comes!

Anyone who dares to steal it, or doesn't respond, will be confined to the Cliff of Repentance!

[Yan Bulu: I was imprisoned by the law enforcement elders at the Cliff of Contemplation for quite a while back then. You can experience it for yourselves.]

Then, Lin Qingfeng's voice was transmitted into Su Ling'er's mind.

"Junior sister, listen carefully to the commands and get ready to shout the slogans."

Su Ling'er exclaimed in confusion, "Huh?" She still didn't know what had happened, or how they had gotten to shouting slogans again.

And you're about to be turned into a puppet, and you still have the mood to shout slogans?
"I've already thought of the slogans for you,"

Lin Qingfeng's voice continued to come.

"You just shout: Guixi Immortal Sect, boundless magic power! For thousands of years, unifying the martial world!" Su Ling'er's eyelids twitched.

"Unlimited magical power, unifying the martial arts world"?!

You bunch of devils really dare to dream big!
And what a corny slogan!

You're supposed to be an ancient demonic sect with a deep foundation, can't you at least have some class in your slogans?!
However, before she could finish complaining, an invisible force propelled her body forward.

Everyone began to follow Elder Qian, who was descending from the platform, and entered a state of "strolling".

She was also forced to take steps, her body stiff as she followed the flow of people, beginning to move within the sect.

She felt as if her body did not belong to her at all, and wondered if Elder Qian, that senior, had felt the same way.

Ultimately, they are manipulated by others, forced to do one thing after another against their will?

He was even worse off than me; he had lost his mind and had even become the "murderer" who turned others into puppets.

And me, can I ever come back?
Where will this bizarre parade ultimately lead?
What awaits me now?
She looked ahead, and as far as her eyes could see, her fellow disciples, dressed in red and walking stiffly along with her, felt a sense of powerlessness well up in her heart.

Are they, like themselves, merely helpless sacrifices in this grand cult?
The parade proceeded in a bizarre yet frenzied atmosphere.

The group proceeded along a specific route, and at each designated location, Su Ling'er was forced by Lin Qingfeng to shout out the slogan that made her toes dig into the ground:

"Guixi Immortal Sect!"

"Guixi Immortal Sect—Sect—Sect!"

"Boundless magical power!"

"Boundless magical power—boundless—boundless—!"

May your descendants last a thousand generations!

"For a thousand generations—generation after generation—!"

"Unify the martial arts world!"

"Unify the martial world—lake—lake—!"

A thunderous response came from all directions, giving her a first glimpse of the immense power of the Demonic Sect.

……

Finally, the parade ended, and the force that had been binding their bodies quietly dissipated.

Su Ling'er immediately moved her hands and feet, and breathed a sigh of relief.

This is...

Is this... the end?

Nothing happened?

Could this be merely the first attempt to turn her into a puppet?

Are there even more terrifying methods waiting for me?

She looked around with lingering fear, thankfully, she could still move her body.

She looked around warily, afraid that she might have been accidentally sold to some unknown place again.

Why this bizarre method—suddenly changing everyone into uniform clothing and immobilizing them, making them walk around—is all of this for?
Could it be some kind of selection ritual?
She looked at herself, now dressed in her original red clothes, and was startled again.

How did she manage to change into that red robe without even noticing?!
Doesn't that mean I was seen naked by this demonic sect leader without my knowledge?!
Her cheeks flushed instantly.

Ahhh——!
Shameless! You devil!

Despicable! Vulgar!
She cursed the entire Guixi Sect a thousand times in her heart.

However, in some unknown corner, in the wilderness, beneath the dark earth...

All the spirit insects that she had pre-set the timing for were awakened at the same time.

This was her last resort, a desperate gamble.

More than a hundred messengers carrying intelligence began their breakout towards freedom.

The night wind seemed to grow even more biting at that moment...

(End of this chapter)