Players: All NPCs in the Sect Are Moles

Chapter 166: Chapter 158: [Yes] / [yes] / [Enter]

At that moment, a slight commotion spread among the undercover disciples inside the coffins via Telepathy.

[Wang Xiedi]: Mr.... Mr. Dong, are... are you alright?

[Su Ling’er]: We all heard... That fiend went after you again! Are you alright?

Just before they had gotten into the coffins, Mr. Dong had been publicly humiliated once more!

And now, that fiend had specifically called him out by name in the eulogy!

The connection between these two events cast an ominous chill over them.

At that moment, Su Ling’er’s voice, filled with utmost caution and fear, rang in their minds.

[Su Ling’er]: Everyone, be careful! This is a conspiracy by that First Senior Brother! It’s a venomous plot to turn us against each other!

[Wang Xiedi]: So terrifying.

[Su Ling’er]: He’s already figured out that Mr. Dong and Mr. Li are the pillars of your group! That’s why he’s deliberately ranking all of you!

[Wang Xiedi]: Then... what about me?! Why did he call me out by name too?!

[Su Ling’er]: In your case... it’s probably just that you’re so twisted, you left an impression on that fiend!

[Wang Xiedi]: I’m not!!!

[Su Ling’er]: By singling out Mr. Dong and Mr. Li, he’s telling the other ten of you that they’re special! One is a tough nut who can endure his humiliation, and the other is a mortal blessed with a great opportunity! And the rest of you? You’re just expendable nobodies! He wants to sow suspicion and create fractures within our group!

Su Ling’er’s analysis sent a chill down the spines of the ten ordinary undercover disciples.

They felt they weren’t being valued.

Why were they being treated differently?

’Is it really just because... I’m not important enough?’

Then they recalled the miserable sight of Mr. Dong being slapped across the face.

’So this is what happens even when you’re "valued"—such a humiliating end!’

Meanwhile, Li Chunfeng lay in his coffin, a complex and indescribable feeling stirring within him.

’I’m just a mortal who wants to survive and maybe get to cultivate a little.’

’That’s all...’

...

[Wang Xiedi]: Let’s all be on high alert, just in case. By the way, Senior Sister, where were you taken before? Is that place far? What are things like inside and out?

[Su Ling’er]: Everyone, calm down... We’re being carried somewhere. The direction... it seems we’re still heading toward the sect’s Yin Spirit Institute. That place is supposedly for imprisoning ghosts or raising vengeful spirits. It could also be a teleportation circle or an altar. I don’t really know for sure.

Only then did they realize that not only could they not see outside, but even their Divine Sense was suppressed to an extremely small area, leaving them completely blind to their surroundings.

Just as unease mounted in their hearts, that familiar, professional wailing once again echoed through the heavens.

Player "Ji," dressed in mourning clothes and holding a Mourning Stick, dropped to his knees in a dramatic pose like a pouncing tiger and began his second performance of the day.

"O, Heavens! Why let our Holy Daughter’s soul scatter to the northern winds!"

"O, Earth! Why let our Holy Daughter’s jade-like bones be buried in this barren field!"

"Our Holy Daughter, Su Ling’er! Her beauty outshone the moon, her Dao heart clearer than crystal!"

"When she led the way, she was a bright lamp in the night! To her fellow disciples, she was sweet rain in a time of drought!"

"How merciless is the Great Dao, to pluck the most vibrant flower in our midst!"

"How blind are the heavens, to shatter such flawless jade!"

"O, Holy Daughter! Without your light to guide us, what path is left for us to walk!"

"This sullied world is no longer bearable! I wish for nothing more than to follow you into the quiet dark!"

Su Ling’er: "..."

’It’s this guy again!’

The sorrow in his voice and the passion in his performance once again stunned everyone present.

’Does he get more Spirit Stones at the end of the month the more miserably he wails?!’

The surrounding players, acting as his hype men, chimed in at the perfect moment.

"SOB SOB SOB... Senior Brother Ji’s skills have improved again! The eulogy is so profound this time, it’s making me cry even harder!"

"I know, right? My heart is breaking just listening to him. The way he elevated it all is just pure angst!"

"Little Junior Sister, how’d you die again! How come you dragged so many people down with you this time! What a tragic death! And their deaths are so tragic too!!!"

Su Ling’er: "!!!!"

’You really don’t need to get any better at this!!!’

’And what’s this about me dying *again*?!’

’What do you mean, "again"?!’

’Even if it’s fake, it’s still terrifying, you know!’

’And what’s this about me dragging so many people down with me?!’

’It was your First Senior Brother with the funeral fetish who dragged all of us into this mess!’

’I’m not taking the blame for this!’

’I wouldn’t take the blame even if I really died!!!!’

The funeral procession, buffeted by an eerie wind, finally staggered into a massive courtyard shrouded in dense, ghostly energy.

The Yin Spirit Institute.

Lin Qingfeng stopped. The sect’s game panel appeared before his eyes.

[Sect Building: Yin Spirit Institute]

[Weekly Dungeon Refreshed: The Grudge of the Shen Residence]

[Entry Condition: Party must be in the "Funeral Procession" state.]

[The Guixi Sect has achieved the "Funeral Procession" state. Open the dungeon?]

[Yes] / [yes] / [Enter] / [View Details]

Lin Qingfeng stared at the first three options, and his dead-fish eyes twitched involuntarily.

’Why are there three options all of a sudden?’

’And is there even a difference between these three?!’

’Don’t they all mean the same thing?!’

’Are you afraid I can’t read or something? Why give me a version with a capital letter, one without, and then a command form?’

’What is this supposed to be?’

’Some kind of accessibility feature for the globally-minded?’

’"Yes," "yes," and "Enter"... Isn’t this just like asking, "Would you like some mayonnaise over rice?" and giving the options: "Yes," "Absolutely," and "Get it for me now"?!’

’I guess a certain someone from the Shinsengumi would be okay with this.’

’But anyway, it’s pretty clear you’re desperate for me to go in and have no intention of giving me the right to refuse!’

’What about my human rights... wait, no, my player rights?!’

’This has to be a bug, right? It’s definitely a bug!’

’I’m definitely going to complain about this on the forums later. The title will be: *SHOCKING! Guixi Sect Dungeon Uses Bully Tactics and Coercive Options! Who Will Protect My Rights as a Player?!*’

’Whatever. I was going to go in anyway.’

And so, Lin Qingfeng clicked [View Details].