Free Web NovelChapter 185: Chapter 178: The Designated Promotional Video for New Disciples
"Pfft—!"
One sentence.
Just one sentence.
That absurd sense of security from just a moment ago, that faint flicker of emotion—it was like the last tiny flame of a candle swaying in the wind, mercilessly...extinguished by a cold gust.
Su Ling’er was already severely injured and on the verge of death. Hearing his words, her qi and blood roiled, and she spat out another large mouthful of fresh blood, staining the ground red before her.
’I... I look like an Evil Cultivator?!’
’You, a real Evil Cultivator who has casually taken lives right in front of me multiple times, have the nerve to call *me* an Evil Cultivator?!’
’You’re the Evil Cultivator! Your whole family are Evil Cultivators!’
’If it weren’t for you, you bastard, throwing us into this godforsaken place, would I have ended up looking like this—neither human nor ghost?!’
Su Ling’er roared wildly in her mind, but her throat could only produce a faint, rasping sound.
She wanted to struggle to her feet, but the intense pain and weakness in her body made it incredibly difficult to even lift a finger.
Just then, Shen Jieye, who was being pinned under Senior Brother’s foot, seemed unable to bear the humiliation any longer.
"ROAR—!"
Her fear was finally replaced by ferocity, and she let out a piercing shriek!
Lin Qingfeng didn’t even move. He merely lowered his eyelids slightly, glanced at her, and calmly uttered two words:
"Too noisy."
BOOM!!!
A terrifying pressure slammed down on Shen Jieye!
Shen Jieye’s powerful, Core Formation Stage ghostly body buckled under this pressure!
"THUD!"
To the utter horror of the onlookers, the terrifying, once-imperious curse’s knees buckled, and she collapsed uncontrollably, kneeling before Lin Qingfeng!
She tried to struggle, but the pressure pinned her firmly to the ground. All she could do was gaze up at the man standing on her wrist.
With a single thought, he suppressed an Early-stage Core Formation entity!
’Is this... Senior Brother’s true power?’
Just as Lin Qingfeng turned his head, he caught sight of Su Ling’er spitting out a mouthful of blood!
Su Ling’er felt like... she was really about to die.
"Senior Brother... you..."
Her vision blackened, and her consciousness began to fade.
He frowned, a look of genuine confusion on his face.
’You’re not being attacked right now, so why are you spitting up blood again?’
’Sigh, who pissed you off this time?’
’Didn’t I just suppress the curse and Shen Jieye?’
’Honestly, why do you get so worked up all the time?’
So, he decided to show some concern for his junior sister:
"Junior Sister, are you all right?"
The moment he said that, Su Ling’er spat out another mouthful of old blood.
’Seriously, what is wrong with your eyes?!’
’Do I look like I’m all right?!’
’Huh?!’
’That’s like asking a blacksmith hammering away at an anvil, "Sir, what do you do for a living?"’
’Are your eyes on your ass?’
’Or did you lose your conscience betting it away in a card game?!’
’Right, an Evil Cultivator like you doesn’t have a conscience to begin with.’
Meanwhile, Lin Qingfeng looked down at the curse at his feet with a helpless expression.
"Sigh, what on earth did Gaye do to make Junior Sister this angry?"
’Junior Sister is still so hot-tempered. That’s not good.’
’Unlike me. I’m always so calm and collected no matter what happens.’
Su Ling’er was so furious she was seeing stars.
"Pfft—!"
"Senior Sister!"
Seeing this, Wang Xiedi shouted anxiously,
"Senior Brother! Please, stop talking! Senior Sister is about to be angered to death by... by the curse at your feet!"
"Fine, I don’t know what to do with you guys."
With a casual wave of his hand, Lin Qingfeng sent a pile of ink-black pills flying like a stream of light into Su Ling’er’s mouth.
Su Ling’er looked at the pile of exceedingly poor-looking pills and sighed in her heart.
’Sigh, I don’t even have to think to know these are more of Senior Brother’s bizarrely-shaped pills that are, despite their looks, highly effective.’
Resigned to her fate, she swallowed them in one gulp.
The pills melted the moment they entered her mouth. A vast medicinal power spread through her instantly, sustaining her last breath as the injuries on her body began to gradually heal.
But!
She discovered that the pills Senior Brother gave her this time were especially disgusting!
A wave of nausea suddenly washed over her!
She hastily circulated her Spiritual Qi to forcefully suppress it.
But Senior Brother had a troubled look on his face. "Seriously, how can you complain that my medicine tastes bad?
I just added a few extra ingredients, that’s all.
Besides, it makes them more effective!
Good medicine tastes bitter, good medicine tastes bitter. Just take it. It won’t kill you."
Su Ling’er felt herself about to spit up blood from anger again, but the fresh blood rising in her throat was instantly forced back down by the medicine’s overwhelming potency.
Aaaaargh!
’The feeling of wanting to vomit blood but being unable to is pure torture! Aaaaargh!’
Sigh...
Just then, the woman being shielded by Wang Xiedi walked over, trembling.
She took a relatively clean handkerchief from her robes and offered it to Su Ling’er, whispering:
"Dem—... Dem—... Immortal Maiden... you... you should wipe your face..."
She looked at Su Ling’er’s wretched state, spitting and coughing, her eyes filled with gratitude and worry.
If this Immortal Maiden hadn’t desperately protected them just now, she and her son would have long since died.
’Even though I feel like this young lady is a demonic cultivator, she’s a good person.’
’Speaking of which, shouldn’t a demonic cultivator be called a Demonic Maiden...?’
’But... the name... it doesn’t sound right...’
’It sounds unpleasant and might anger the maiden,’ she thought, so she switched back to calling her Immortal Maiden.
Su Ling’er paused, her gaze falling on the handkerchief, and some of the rage in her heart subsided.
She accepted the handkerchief and whispered, "Thank you..."
At that moment, she also seemed to notice her Senior Brother tapping and swiping at the empty air, as if performing some kind of Magic.
In reality, Lin Qingfeng was interacting with a game interface in front of him. He had opened the [Highlight Reel] for the [Yin Spirit Institute] dungeon.
’Junior Sister got beaten this badly by Shen Jieye. There should be a recording of it, right?’
And so...
[Camera Pans Out, Circular Shot]
Onscreen, Su Ling’er was surrounded by dozens of curses. Drenched in blood, with churning gray-black ghostly flames enveloping her, she looked like a living demon.
[High-Speed Tracking + Motion Capture]
She let out a roar, her body suddenly dropping low as her arm swept out in a blur!
The camera followed her movement, showing a gray-black arc slicing through the darkness. The charging curses were all decapitated in one clean sweep!
Their headless bodies continued to rush forward two more steps out of inertia before crashing to the ground.
[Close-Up + Slow Motion]
The camera zoomed in abruptly, focusing on Su Ling’er’s somewhat savage face, her crimson eyes burning with a mad fire.
Her five fingers formed a claw, and she clamped down on the bald head of a monk curse!
In extreme slow motion, black ghostly flames danced wildly at her fingertips.
The curse’s smooth scalp began to visibly cave in and deform, as bone fragments and rotting flesh were squeezed and forced outward.
Finally—with a dull "BANG!"—
she crushed its head, sending viscous black blood and filth splattering outward in a spray!
The scene froze on her face, spattered with a few drops of black blood, her eyes crimson, and her body emanating a black aura.
Her expression was one of pure madness and violence.
[Switching Between Long Shot and Close-Up]
The scene then switched, showing her charging toward the Core Formation Stage Shen Jieye again and again, only to be casually swatted away each time, looking utterly battered.
Lin Qingfeng raised a hand, closing the video feed. He had an epiphany. "I see, so that’s why you were so angry."
"But if you can’t win, why keep charging forward? Isn’t that just asking for a beating?"
He gazed at the light screen, lost in thought.
’But this... this could be used as a promotional video for new disciples when they join the sect!’
’Besides, Junior Sister with her crimson eyes and black flames looks pretty cool.’
’She might look a bit like an Evil Cultivator, but she has a Pseudo Spirit Root!’
’This is solid proof that our sect can train someone with a Pseudo Spirit Root to become this awesome!’
