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WDMJST 73

WDMJST

Chapter – 73

Am I Going to End Up as a Dish?



Su Ling’er sat stunned inside the prison carriage.

The carriage was entirely made of dark material, engraved with evil-sealing beasts, looking incredibly ornate…

But no matter how exquisite the cage, it was still a cage.

She raised her bear paw, sniffing its primal, wild aura.

She had turned into a bear—she really had.

Suddenly, she remembered what she saw when she first entered the sect, at the Food Hall.

The division of rooms into high and low tiers, those luxurious private chambers…

She had thought that the ingredients there were just rare spirit beasts.

But now, thinking back… could it be that they were…

Fellow disciples transformed by dark arts, just like her?

Braised bear paw, honey-glazed bear gall, slow-cooked bear bone soup…

One dish after another flashed through her mind in a frenzy.

Could this really be my ultimate fate?
To be locked in this prison carriage, paraded in public, then sent to the Food Hall, becoming a delicacy on my senior brothers and sisters’ plates?

Just imagining being chopped up by the chefs, simmered repeatedly in a pot, and then served to those fiends…

Visualizing them biting into her flesh, her skin, every bone, consuming her very existence…

The intense pain in her soul was instantly overshadowed by a deeper, more profound fear.

It’s over, it’s over!
I, Su Ling’er, the undercover of Qingxu Sect, haven’t even reached Foundation Establishment, haven’t even ascended, and I’m about to become someone’s meal!

The prison carriage carried her steadily forward.

Then, beams of light shot from various parts of the sect, neither too near nor too far, ā€œescortingā€ the carriage, respectfully observing.

ā€œLook, look! That’s the little junior sister who’s gone astray in cultivation!ā€

ā€œTsk tsk, even turning into a bear, she’s still such… a stunning beauty!ā€

ā€œIndeed! Truly an unparalleled beauty! If this figure existed outside the cultivation world, it would incite battles across the lands!ā€

ā€œYes! Now I understand King Zhou!ā€

ā€œIf the King Zhou of old had encountered the junior sister with such grandeur and charm, the Shang dynasty could have lasted another thousand years!ā€

ā€œMore than that! If King Zhou had seen such a magnificent fairy bear, why would he even bother with Daji?ā€

ā€œIf I were Zhou Youwang, seeing the junior sister with such magnificent beauty, I’d have to tease the eight hundred feudal lords eight hundred times!ā€

ā€œThe junior sister’s heroic elegance makes my heart flutter! Truly the first beauty of the world, unmatched in five thousand years!ā€

Listening to these absurdly fake compliments, Su Ling’er’s fur bristled with rage.

Are your eyes just ornaments stuck on your heads?!
Who’s King Zhou?

Who’s Zhou Youwang?
And Daji?
And what absolute beauty?
And the first beauty in history?
Which bear hair did you even see that made you think I’m beautiful?!
Does your conscience not hurt?!

She felt like a prisoner being paraded publicly.

Although they weren’t throwing rotten eggs or vegetables at her, their solemnly ridiculous words felt more humiliating than direct mockery!
This was practically a public execution!

ā€œSenior Brotherā€¦ā€

She croaked, her voice full of grievance, passing through the bars of the carriage.

ā€œLittle sister, don’t mind them.ā€

Lin Qingfeng stood with hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, looking like an enlightened master.

ā€œOutward appearances are illusions.

To us cultivators, your current form is no different from your usual self; all of it…

Yes, fresh and elegant, graceful and poised.ā€

ā€œReally?ā€

Su Ling’er lifted her bear head. ā€œSenior Brother, can you look me in the eyes and say that again?ā€

But he tilted his head to the side.

ā€œSenior Brother! Look me in the eyes and say it again!ā€

ā€œYou’re tilting your head for what?!ā€

Lin Qingfeng’s gaze wandered into the distant sky, watching drifting clouds, and he said in a deep voice:

ā€œNo, little sister.

Your Dao heart and mine are both brilliant.

You must believe me, how could I possibly lie to you?
True beauty comes from within; it does not need mortal eyes to confirm.

Look, your senior brothers and sisters are all praising you, aren’t they?

Don’t feel obliged to thank them—it’s all our duty.ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

Su Ling’er was utterly speechless.

Thankful?
I should be thanking your ancestors eight generations back!
Someone please come and wipe out this demonic sect!
I feel like I’m about to be boiled alive from anger before even becoming a dish!

The prison carriage moved forward, and amid the disciples’ ā€œadmirationā€ and ā€œpraise,ā€ it finally descended in front of a misty valley.

Here, the spiritual energy was so dense it almost turned into tangible mist; every breath was infused with a sweet, refreshing essence.

At the entrance stood a stone tablet:

[Spiritual Vein Blessed Land]

Not the Food Hall?

Su Ling’er was momentarily stunned.

Perhaps… this is where they ā€œprepareā€ the ingredients before cooking?
Infuse the meat with spiritual energy to make it tastier?

The more she thought about it, the more tragic her bear face looked.

ā€œThis is the Blessed Land of Spiritual Veins, only open during the ā€˜Golden Autumn Harvest Festival,ā€™ā€ Lin Qingfeng’s voice brought her back.

ā€œThe spiritual veins here are most active. Just stand still, empty your mind, and the heavenly spiritual energy will pour into your body, refining your flesh, nurturing your soul, and restoring your injuries.ā€

ā€œJust stand still?ā€

ā€œYes.ā€

Lin Qingfeng untied the prison carriage.

Cautiously, Su Ling’er stood in the midst of the dense spiritual energy.

At first, she feared a trap, but as time passed, pure spiritual energy indeed flowed into her, forcing her to activate the ā€œTen-Thousand Transformations Return to Origin Scripture.ā€

The soul torn by the ā€œThousand Threads Seeking Destiny Curseā€ slowly healed under the spiritual energy, and her pain gradually subsided.

Her large, clumsy bear body also began shrinking under the spiritual energy, the brown fur fading until her red clothing reappeared.

She was really recovering!

But… what about her clothes?
Why did they disappear when she became a bear and reappear automatically when she returned to human form?
What kind of dark magic was this?
At least… it seemed she wouldn’t be turned into a dish. Maybe she had been overthinking.

Just as she began to calm down, a surge of overwhelming heavenly power suddenly descended!

Su Ling’er looked up sharply and saw a blurry figure at the highest platform of the sect rapidly expanding, visibly growing!

Hundreds of feet, thousands of feet, tens of thousands of feet!

Finally, the figure became a colossal giant divine manifestation, head reaching the heavens, feet treading mountains—a manifestation that mirrors heaven and earth!

What’s happening???
Could something major really be happening in the Guixi Sect?!

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Why Does My Junior Sister Think Everyone’s a Demonic Cultivator?

Why Does My Junior Sister Think Everyone’s a Demonic Cultivator?

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2025 Native Language: Chinese

Synopsis:


After entering the world of the cultivation game ā€œJintianā€, Lin Qingfeng founded his own sect — the Gui Xi Sect.
But for some reason, no locals are willing to join or take positions within the sect, leaving its development completely stagnant.

At this moment—
Fake spiritual root holder Su Ling’er receives a mission from Qingxu Temple: go undercover in the ancient demonic sect — Gui Xi Sect!

Here, she witnesses disciples using their bodies as furnaces, forging their bones into swords, and even attempting to refine her into their own immortal sword!

To survive, Su Ling’er is forced to become the only guide for new disciples and even ends up being revered as the ā€œHoly Maidenā€ of the demonic sect.

Faced with those eager to fall into demonic ways, Su Ling’er personally crushes one budding flame after another.

But she never expected…

  • Qingxu Temple spy: ā€œSenior sister has truly fallen into darkness… she’s become a demonic cultivator!ā€

  • Heavenly Sword Pavilion spy: ā€œHiss—Su Ling’er’s methods are terrifying. This Gui Xi Sect is indeed a devil’s den!ā€

  • Ghost Spirit Sect spy: ā€œSo ruthless! She’s even more vicious than us. This is how a demonic sect should act!ā€

  • All spies together: ā€œSenior sister must be testing our loyalty! For the sect, we’ll give our lives!ā€

Su Ling’er: ā€œI’m not, I didn’t, stop making things up!ā€

Meanwhile, Senior Brother Lin Qingfeng only sees how, under his junior sister’s exceptional leadership, all the mediocre people have been eliminated—
and what remains are nothing but the elite of the elite.

Lin Qingfeng: ā€œJunior sister didn’t let me down. She’s truly found the pillars of our sect!ā€

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