Players: All NPCs in the Sect Are Moles

Guixi Sect.

On the light screen was the conversation between Lin Qingfeng and the guild master of the Dawa Sect.

The echoes of their verbal clash had not yet faded.

[Dawa Sect] Wa Wei X Feng: ...You want to get a divine technique my Dawa Sect created for free?

[Dawa Sect] Wa Wei X Feng: A Cultivation Technique that allows a good-for-nothing to start cultivating... its value is beyond measure. We’re still getting a raw deal.

[Guixi Sect] Lin Qingfeng: How about this? I’ll throw in a ’grand gift’—a supreme opportunity that will allow everyone in your sect to perfect their Dao Hearts. What do you say?

[Dawa Sect] Wa Wei X Feng: I’m listening.

[Guixi Sect] Lin Qingfeng: My sect’s youngest junior sister has a natural-born ’Holy Mother Dao Embryo.’ She is imbued with the spiritual essence of heaven and earth, an object of admiration for all creation. I can arrange a ceremony and have her, via a Memory Stone, personally conduct a ’Holy Daughter’s Blessing’ for your entire sect.

’You can’t tell what someone’s aptitude is through a Memory Stone anyway. I can say whatever I want!’

[Guixi Sect] Lin Qingfeng: She’s a genuine, native NPC, and my sect’s Holy Daughter to boot—not the kind you can just hire with money.

After he sent the message, the other end went silent for a long time.

Lin Qingfeng was not in a hurry. He leisurely took a sip of Spirit Tea.

...

Inside the Dawa Sect guild master’s cavern estate.

Wa Wei X Feng shot up from his recliner.

’Holy Mother Dao Embryo?’

’A Holy Daughter’s Blessing?!’

’Even though I feel like Lin Qingfeng is bluffing, this is a native NPC!’

’I’ve never even seen one before! (Except for that one replicated functional NPC.)’

’As long as this Holy Daughter is the real deal from the Guixi Sect, not just some random disciple they dragged in, it’ll be fine!’

’The Dawa Sect has a reputation to uphold, you know!!!’

He could almost imagine the scene: a Holy Daughter from an immortal sect coming to inspect their piety!

That scene would be far more spectacular than the Original Criticism Sect’s ten thousand members bowing to a Primogem cosplay!

’This is the supreme Great Dao we’ve been dreaming of!’

[Dawa Sect] Wa Wei X Feng: Ahem... Such trivialities are beneath our notice, of course. But... since you’re being so sincere, it would seem ungracious of me to refuse.

[Dawa Sect] Wa Wei X Feng: She must be your sect’s real Holy Daughter!

[Guixi Sect] Lin Qingfeng: Deal! I guarantee your sect will gain a lot of prestige from this!

A moment later, a replicated jade slip was transmitted over.

It was none other than the *Ten Thousand Forms Red Dust Scripture*.

Lin Qingfeng laughed inwardly.

’Isn’t this just a massive family reunion?!’

’As a pillar of the sect, my dear junior sister should bear this burden for our rise to prominence!’

’If she knew, she would surely understand her senior brother’s well-meaning efforts!’

’It’s no big deal!’

...

Outside the Transmission Hall, Su Ling’er watched Wang Xiedi about to accept another mission, her heart on high alert.

Just then, Lin Qingfeng’s figure suddenly appeared behind Wang Xiedi.

"Wang Xiedi."

Wang Xiedi hurriedly bowed. "Greetings, First Senior Brother!"

"Mm," Lin Qingfeng nodded. "I have observed your unique disposition and have specially sought out this supreme technique for you."

As he spoke, he tossed a jade slip over.

"If you can grasp the true meaning of this scripture, then no matter how poor your aptitude is, your future achievements could be limitless."

Su Ling’er’s gaze instantly locked onto the jade slip.

She saw a title engraved on the jade slip in a script that was both ancient and sinister—*Ten Thousand Forms Red Dust Scripture*.

’Tempering the heart in the mortal world?’

’No, that name sounds more like some Demonic Evil Skill for indulging in boundless desire!’

Wang Xiedi took the jade slip, extended his Divine Sense into it, and was instantly shaken.

*Ten Thousand Forms Red Dust Scripture*

[Cultivation Skill Overview]

This is a true scripture of sacrificing the self to attain the Dao.

The people of the world all seek the self, but only our sect has seen through the illusion and understands that "selflessness" is the Great Dao.

What is "selflessness"?

It is to reduce oneself to dust, to worship the object of one’s admiration as a deity. It is to seek supreme returns through ultimate humility;

to obtain heaven-reaching cultivation through endless devotion.

[Cultivation Method]

Select a "Dao Beacon": This is the beginning of cultivation.

Regardless of race (human, demon, devil, or insect are all acceptable), regardless of gender, regardless of life or death.

The Cultivator must constantly visualize the "Dao Beacon," engraving it upon their soul.

Nourish the Beacon, Receive the Feedback: Send out the "threads of affection" condensed in your soul and entwine them around the "Dao Beacon."

These threads of affection will subtly nourish the Dao Beacon.

In turn, any emotion generated by the "Dao Beacon" will transform into the purest soul energy, which is fed back to the Cultivator, strengthening their soul and tempering their Cultivation.

Receiving feedback from negative emotions also provides an increase in power. This is called "Reverse-Cultivating the Red Dust."

...

Su Ling’er saw the expression on Wang Xiedi’s face gradually change after he accepted the jade slip!

’It’s over!’

’Is he being bought over?!’

’The methods of this demonic sect are truly endless! After witnessing his twisted inner world, they immediately tailored an exclusive evil technique just for him, one that will lead to his utter ruin!’

Just then, a voice transmission filled with hesitation entered her mind.

[Wang Xiedi: Senior Sister, First Senior Brother gave me a Cultivation Technique, and it’s perfect for me... I think, maybe we’ve misunderstood him? Perhaps... his hands are tied?]

His words fell upon Su Ling’er’s heart like a douse of cold water.

’He’s actually starting to make excuses for that fiend?!’

[Su Ling’er: Wang Xiedi! We follow the righteous path! Have you been bought over by that demonic Evil Cultivator with just a few paltry favors?! Have you forgotten what we’ve seen and experienced here? You’re only thinking of yourself! Have you given any thought to the people of this world?!]

She transmitted the hellish scenes she had witnessed into Wang Xiedi’s mind via her Divine Sense, trying to pull him back from the brink of being bewitched.

After a moment of silence, Wang Xiedi’s voice, tinged with guilt, sounded again.

[Wang Xiedi: You’re right to scold me, Senior Sister! I was wrong!]

Su Ling’er let out a small sigh of relief, but the unease in her heart grew even stronger.

She knew that once the seed of doubt was planted, it was nearly impossible to uproot.

...

Night fell. A profound silence settled over everything.

Su Ling’er finished her day of hard labor and sat alone in front of the bamboo building, staring blankly at the Sorrow Flower that had grown more melancholic from absorbing too much of her negative emotions.

Wang Xiedi’s wavering had planted a thorn deep in her heart.

She couldn’t help but think of her parents and younger siblings in Anhe City.

’Are they doing well?’

Since ascending Qingxu Mountain and joining Qingxu Temple, she had not seen them for over three years.

If she could complete this mission and become a Direct Disciple, maybe she wouldn’t be bound by the rule about immortals severing their ties to the mortal world. Maybe she could finally go home for a visit.

This ignited a flicker of hope in her heart once more.

’I can’t just give up like this.’

’Wang Xiedi’s conviction is wavering, so I must become even more resolute!’

’As long as I can find the Heart-Connected Fruit and expose the truth of this place, there’s still a chance to fix everything!’

Just at that moment, a familiar figure strode over.

It was Lin Qingfeng.

’What does this fiend want, visiting so late at night?’

"Junior Sister,"

"Today, I have brought you some wonderful news!"

A rather strange smile played on Lin Qingfeng’s lips as he spoke slowly.

"I’ve found your long-lost relatives!"

Su Ling’er: "???"