Senior Brother, Can't You Understand Human Language?!

Lin Qingfeng brought those disciples to this place and then clapped his hands.

"Let's begin."

The disciples he had brought over began to approach Su Ling'er, surrounding her.

Su Ling'er watched this scene.

Could Senior Disciple Brother finally have a change of heart?

Finally found some people to help me out?

However, the group of people eventually stopped, not coming over to lend a hand or share some of her burden as she had expected.

Wait, what are you guys doing?

You're not here to help me, are you here to refine me on the spot?!

Under Lin Qingfeng's signal, the dozen or so disciples quickly spread out.

The burly senior disciple at the front took out a banner from his storage bag.

With a "swish," he unfurled it. Written on the banner in a flamboyant calligraphy was a slogan:

[Dao heart unyielding, struggle unceasing! Gui Xi Sect's future light--Su Ling'er!]

Su Ling'er: "?"

Before she could react, the other disciples began their own "cheering" activities.

They produced stones emitting a soft glow from thin air.

Holding the glowing stones in their palms, they raised them high, flickering in unison with the words on the banner. Then, they concentrated their energy, raised their arms, and shouted:

"Dao heart like iron, tempering the true self!"

The other dozen disciples also put all their effort into it, shouting with all their might:

"Little Junior Sister, go for it--!!!"

"Little Junior Sister, break out of your cocoon and transform!!"

"Water the Dao path with sweat!"

"Hold on! We're counting on you!!"

"Temper your immortal heart with labor!!"

"You can definitely do it!!!"

"Su Ling'er! Su Ling'er! Ascend the immortal path bravely, never give up!!!"

As they shouted, the glowing stones in their hands flickered, their lights intertwining.

These stones seemed to have other uses, as their flickering light intertwined to form a brilliant sea of stars.

Some disciples even took out a giant drum, taller than a person, its surface gleaming with a mysterious luster. It was clearly another magic tool.

Others produced jade flutes and chime bells, while some even summoned flying swords on the spot, which circled and danced in the air, sword light interweaving with electric sparks.

Next, they began a set of strange movements that Su Ling'er couldn't understand at all.

The dozen or so people's movements alternated between crossing their arms over their chests.

Then lunging forward with clenched fists.

Then waving their glowing stones to draw patterns in the air.

They chanted incantations, shouting slogans with unclear meanings, each movement seemingly filled with power.

It even perfectly synchronized with the rhythm of the war drums and immortal music, creating a small feast of light and sound.

"Gentle breeze brushes the mountain ridge, Junior Sister must be strong!"

"One two three four five, we've waited so long!"

"Fly freely, Junior Sister, Senior Brothers will always follow!"

"If you don't give up, we won't abandon you!"

A female disciple also formed hand seals, and lotus petals rained down from the sky.

They scattered onto Su Ling'er's hair, shoulders, and... the ground she had just finished sweeping.

Su Ling'er: "..."

Su Ling'er's expression froze.

She slowly turned her stiff neck, looking at the brightly shining banner, listening to the deafening war drums, and feeling the gusts of wind stirred by the people constantly waving their glowing stones.

Especially when she saw the female disciple adding countless petals to the ground she had almost finished cleaning, she completely lost it.

What are they doing?!

Are they just getting in the way?!

Please, I'm exhausted. If you're not going to help, can you at least not make things worse?!

Are you saying the fallen leaves I swept weren't enough, and you have to scatter more petals on the ground to increase my workload?!

She even saw that group of insane Mo, playing a bizarre game of creating "human waves" with Spiritual Power shockwaves.

Ripples of Spiritual Power spread out from them in circles. The sight was beautiful, but what were you all doing?!

And cheering?

Cheer my ass!

They really are Demonic Dao Evil Cultivators! Demonic Dao Evil Cultivators!!!!

What kind of heroes are you if you just talk the talk?

If you have time to fiddle with magic tools and wave light stones, can't you use those nimble hands of yours to help me sweep the fallen leaves?!

You're here banging drums and playing music, and flying swords and releasing flowers, can't you spare one person to help me fetch some water?!

And you!

The one scattering flowers!

Are you implying my sweat isn't enough, or that my sweeping looks too plain, so you have to add some flower petals to the fallen leaves?

So you thought about adding more, thinking it would look better?!

And you all!

Do you have so much Spiritual Power that you don't know where to put it?

Is it fun to use Spiritual Power shockwaves?

Why don't you use a shockwave to fill those vats of water for me?!

You bunch of Mo...

Killing the person and then attacking their heart!

You kill them and then attack their heart!!!!!

She trembled all over with anger, her chest heaving, she almost couldn't catch her breath and nearly fainted.

And amidst this enthusiastic cheering and performance, a familiar figure once again appeared before her, hands behind his back, with a proud expression.

His black robes swayed in the wind; it was her Senior Disciple Brother, Lin Qingfeng.

Su Ling'er stared at him intently, with an expression that suggested she wanted to devour him alive. She forced out a twisted smile through gritted teeth:

"Sen...ior... Disciple... Brother... What are you doing?"

"Junior Disciple Sister isn't tired. Junior Disciple Sister feels she doesn't need this."

Senior Disciple Brother waved his hand dismissively:

"Junior Sister, there's no need to be polite. This is all something Senior Disciple Brother should do.

I imagine you've also become very bored with this tedious and repetitive labor?

I've specifically found a support group for you to help you complete your sect missions with more effort!

Remember, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Hurry up and get to it!"

"We will be watching you the whole time!"

Junior Sister looked at Senior Disciple Brother with a twisted smile.

"Senior Disciple Brother... I'll get to it... Can you... send them away?"

"Junior Sister, you really don't need to worry about it."

Senior Disciple Brother waved his hand again, "This is all something your brother should do. You focus on your work, and you have me behind you."

"Senior Disciple Brother... Junior Sister really... really... really... doesn't need this..."

Su Ling'er smiled through gritted teeth.

But Lin Qingfeng looked at his Junior Sister with an expression of approval.

Look at this Junior Sister, she's so touched by my sudden surprise that she can't even speak.

She's still being polite to me, what a well-behaved child.

Lin Qingfeng patted her shoulder kindly:

"Just relax!"

"Although I can't help you much, I can at least offer this spiritual support."

"Don't refuse. If you continue to be so polite, your brother will get angry."

"Do you see? These fallen leaves on the ground! They're calling you! Go sweep them!"

Immediately after, a chant came from behind them: "Sweep away the dust in your heart, fill the spring of your Dao heart."

Su Ling'er looked at the instigator of all this, at this Senior Disciple Brother, and roared internally!

Didn't I say I didn't need it?!

I'm begging you to get these jumping monkeys away from me!

Senior Disciple Brother, can't you understand plain speech?!

And "spiritual help"?!

Is this how you "help" people?

This is spiritual pollution!

It's a soul attack!

You bang gongs and drums in my ears, flit around in front of my eyes, and throw trash on the floor I just cleaned. You call that help?

This is clearly an attempt to make me go berserk and explode on the spot, isn't it?!

You demon in human skin!

You despicable and shameless heretic!

Look at that smug look on your face, do you think your methods are particularly brilliant?

Do you feel a sense of accomplishment from toying with me in the palm of your hand?!

If you hadn't been watching me like a ghost and forcing me to do these endless, damn chores, would I be in this wretched state from exhaustion?!

She suddenly felt...

Perhaps, they weren't the ones who were crazy...

But herself?