Players: All NPCs in the Sect Are Moles

A few of the undercover disciples couldn’t help but shiver, their hands instinctively moving to their sword hilts.

’We’re done for.’

’Miss Su has really fallen to the demonic path!’

Other disciples’ gazes shifted to Dong Changsheng and Li Chunfeng at the front of the group.

The terror and wariness in their eyes were almost palpable.

’Have we walked right into a trap?!’

Just as this panic was about to spread, Li Chunfeng stood out as a stark contrast within the group.

Far from panicking, he was sizing up Su Ling’er with great interest.

’Being able to use Sword Flight obviously means she’s already achieved Foundation Establishment.’

’It looks like she’s successfully established a foothold here!’

’For someone with a Pseudo Spirit Root to reach Foundation Establishment... this demon sect’s Cultivation Technique might be heretical, but it’s definitely effective!’

’This is clearly a great thing, so why do all my junior brothers look like they’re scared to death?’

Although Dong Changsheng wasn’t as optimistic as Li Chunfeng, he quickly suppressed his initial shock.

His gaze swept over the agitated disciples behind him.

’How disgraceful!’

Dong Changsheng reprimanded them via voice transmission.

"What are you all panicking about?! Just look at yourselves! You should learn from Mr. Li! See how calm and composed he is? What holds you back has never been your Spirit Root, but your mindset—that pathetic, weak-willed mentality!"

"She managed to survive here and even greatly advance her Cultivation because her mindset underwent a complete transformation! The reason you’re all still stuck in the Qi Refining Stage is because your own mindsets are still stuck in the past!"

Intimidated by Dong Changsheng’s voice transmission, the disciples all lowered their heads, daring not to make another move.

Su Ling’er finally landed before the group. Her gaze swept over each person before finally pausing on the faces of Dong Changsheng and Li Chunfeng.

"Are you the disciples who’ve come to join the sect?"

"Mr. Dong, Mr. Li—the Sect Leader sent you two as well?! To keep it short, this place is a tiger’s den. Our every move is being monitored by the demon lord! Don’t do anything rash! Also, the First Senior Brother loves it when people flatter him by calling this demon sect an immortal sect. Play along, or you won’t make it out alive!"

"Miss Su! We’ve finally found you! You’ve suffered so much! We’re here on the Sect Leader’s orders to provide support! Why haven’t you sent back any messages? And what happened to Wang Xiedi?"

"It’s a long story! Wang Xiedi... sigh. In short, our mission was a total failure! You all must be extremely careful!"

As she said this, her eyes subtly flickered toward the shadows of an ancient tree in the distance.

She was also checking to see if that sticky-fingered thief, Yan Buliu, was around.

She couldn’t bear the thought of once again experiencing the despair of having her communication device stolen by someone like Yan Buliu!!

Following her gaze, Dong Changsheng and the others saw a figure in black robes standing silently within the shadows.

If not for Su Ling’er’s warning, they would have unknowingly given themselves away!

Cold sweat instantly drenched their backs.

The disciple who had earlier rested his hand on his sword now felt the hilt was so bone-chillingly cold it seemed to burn him, and he hastily let go.

’Who is that?’

’Our every move is happening right under his nose!’

In that heart-pounding moment, their perception of Su Ling’er quietly began to shift.

The malevolent aura around her was undeniable, but her actions clearly showed she was risking her life to protect them.

’It seems Miss Su still remembers our old ties!’

Everyone was filled with a mix of emotions—both lingering fear and profound relief.

Dong Changsheng, especially, was overcome with emotion.

’Miss Su truly remembers my teachings: "Better to let others wrong me than to wrong others"!’

’Even though she’s in this den of demons, her heart still turns toward the light, and she hasn’t forgotten to look out for her fellow disciples!’

’It seems my daily sermons weren’t in vain!’

’This favor... I, Dong Changsheng, will remember it!’

Having reached a silent understanding with Su Ling’er and grasped the life-or-death nature of their situation, Dong Changsheng collected his thoughts and immediately slipped into character.

He shot a look at the ten disciples behind him, then stepped forward and gave Su Ling’er a deep, respectful bow, announcing in a clear voice,

"This junior, Dong Changsheng, and my fellow practitioners here are all wandering Loose Cultivators."

"We have long heard that the Guixi Sect is an ancient and noble sect with profound techniques. We have come today to join, and we implore you, fair maiden, to grant us an introduction. We are willing to serve the sect with utmost loyalty in exchange for a place to call home!"

The eleven people behind him immediately followed his lead, bowing in unison with the utmost humility.

However, the looks of suspicion and wariness they cast at Su Ling’er could not be entirely concealed.

...

Su Ling’er led Dong Changsheng and the eleven other "new disciples" as they formally set foot into the Guixi Sect.

There were too many of them for Sword Flight, so they had to proceed on foot.

Along the way, the new undercover disciples were all stunned by the scenery.

Spiritual Qi swirled through the mountains of the Guixi Sect, and the architecture was ancient and grand. At first glance, it certainly had the magnificent air of a true immortal sect.

However, what they found even more baffling was the conduct of the sect’s disciples.

People bustled to and fro on the main peak’s plaza, yet almost none of them walked in a normal fashion.

Some disciples moved like flashes of lightning, vaulting across the flying eaves of the grand halls.

Others scurried up sheer walls with their hands and feet like geckos, all of them in a great hurry.

Just then, the sound of a fierce argument from nearby caught everyone’s attention.

"I’m telling you, this Nine Dragon Silk Sword Tassel I bought is the coolest! It’s a limited-edition collaboration! You’re just jealous because you couldn’t get one!"

"Bullshit! I bought the Demon Fire Three Profound Transformations, a Cultivation Technique for demon beasts, for my little wolf cub! That cost way more contribution points than your stupid tassel!"

The undercover disciples followed the sound and saw two other disciples, red-faced and spitting as they argued furiously over what seemed to be a completely trivial matter.

Seeing this, a few of the undercover disciples exchanged glances, their eyes filled with a mixture of shock and disdain.

’That’s it?’

’They’re arguing over something so petty?’

’The discipline in this demon sect is way too lax.’

’So this is all there is to it. And here I thought they were all supposed to be cunning, deep-scheming demons.’

However, just as the disciples were scoffing internally, Su Ling’er, who was leading the way, suddenly went stiff.

’They... they have absolutely no idea what a terrifying den of monsters they’ve just walked into!’

’But this time, I’m no longer the trembling newcomer, the rookie undercover agent.’

’I’m their senior, the one in charge of them on this mission. I’m the only one who can see through this facade and guide them out of here alive.’

’And this scene... it feels so horribly familiar, just like when I first arrived...’

She remembered when she had first joined. It had happened right here. An argument that seemed just as petty. And in the end, First Senior Brother Lin Qingfeng had... in front of everyone... executed the two of them on the spot.

’Only this time, it seems my position has changed.’

’I’ve gone from being a sheep in the crowd to the shepherd leading the flock.’

’And the wolf could appear at any moment.’