Following behind were several pig-like spiritual beasts.
They used their tusks to carry several enormous wreaths, which were adorned with white chrysanthemums and yellow Soul-Binding Flowers.
These were all offerings for a funeral.
A chill went down Wang Xiediâs spine.
âA coffin?â
âWreaths?â
âWho died?â
Seeing the procession of spiritual beasts approaching his hiding spot, Wang Xiedi held his breath, planning to act only after they had passed.
However, the disciple from the Beast Taming House at the head of the procession seemed to catch a glimpse of him from a distance, and his face instantly turned pale.
Without a second thought, the disciple whipped the spiritual ox beside him.
"Turn! Quickly! Everyone, left! Go!"
The procession of spiritual beasts, which had been moving at a leisurely pace, immediately changed direction upon hearing the command. They detoured down another path, carrying the coffin and wreaths with them.
In the bushes, Wang Xiedi straightened up in astonishment.
âWhatâs going on?â
âCould it be...?â
"Could it be..."
He murmured to himself as a storm of emotion raged in his heart.
"My Stealth Skill has actually reached the realm of âsubduing the enemy without fightingâ?!
As long as Iâm in stealth, anyone who might discover my presence will automatically make way for me!"
Instead of finding it strange, he attributed it all to his own power, his confidence swelling in an instant.
Meanwhile, in the hastily fleeing procession, the disciples of the Beast Taming House were talking amongst themselves, still shaken.
"That scared me to death! That was Wang Xiedi in the bushes just now, right?"
"Definitely him! The glare from that Heart-Protecting Mirror nearly blinded me!"
"Good thing we got away fast! If heâd gotten any closer, who knows what he wouldâve done to these spiritual oxen, or even to the coffin! After all, you see all those weird Indian memes and animal memes online!"
"I donât want our oxen defiled by him. And if the coffin we prepared for our junior sister ends up with a few big holes in it, we donât want some âNeo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannonâ situation on our hands!"
"Youâre telling me! Itâs horrifying!"
"Sigh, surely Wang Xiedi canât be a walking meme-pocalypse, right?!"
"Who cares if he is or not? Letâs just go!!!"
...
Wang Xiedi, meanwhile, remained where he was, analyzing who the coffin could possibly be for.
âDid someone in the sect die?â
âBut according to my senior sister, anyone who dies here is either refined into a puppet or thrown into a furnace as materials. Not even ashes are left.â
âSo how... how could someone actually get the special treatment of a custom-made coffin?â
âCould it be... a high-ranking member of the demonic sect died?â
âHow come I donât know anything about this?â
He then gave a self-deprecating smile.
âIâm just a low-level disciple who just joined and has terrible innate talent. Itâs normal that I wouldnât know the secrets of the sectâs upper echelons.â
âStill... if a high-ranking member of a demonic sect has died, thatâs fantastic news for the righteous path!â
If Feng from the outer sect of Qingxu Temple heard about this, he would definitely go on and on about what a great thing it was!
Meanwhile, inside the bamboo house.
Watching the group of "experts" leave, Su Lingâer wanted to cry but had no tears left.
âItâs over. Itâs all over. Theyâre even starting to prepare my funeral arrangements.â
âWas this operation a success or a failure?â She couldnât tell anymore.
âFrom the perspective of attracting attention, it was undoubtedly a success.â
âThe gazes of all the sectâs core figures were now firmly fixed on her.â
âBut from a survival standpoint, it was an epic failure!â
âBecause their unanimous conclusion wasâthis girl is a lost cause, prepare for the funeral.â
âSeriously? Youâre not even going to try to treat me?!â
But to create an opportunity for Wang Xiediâs infiltration, she had no choice but to keep up the act.
âAfter Wang Xiedi succeeds, Iâll just have to find some opportunity to "miraculously recover."â
âNo matter what, I have to stop this farcical funeral procession for myself!â
âI really donât want my ashes to be scattered!!!â
"Junior Sister."
Lin Qingfengâs voice pulled her back from her thoughts.
He was standing by the window, hands clasped behind his back. The light falling on him gave off a bleak feeling... like he was preparing to see someone off on their final journey.
"An ailment of the Dao heart cannot be cured by ordinary medicine."
"It seems conventional treatments are already useless for you."
"You may go in peace."
Su Lingâer: "??!"
"You are the Holy Daughter of our Guixi Sect. Your passing must be a grand ceremony, one that will shake the very foundations of our sect.
We will let everyone see how much the sect values you, how... reluctant we are to let you go."
He paused, a complex smile on his faceâa mixture of regret, relief, and anticipationâas if to say, âJunior Sister, have a safe journey.â
"Rest assured, Junior Sister,"
"I have personally selected the finest ten-thousand-year Warm Jade and had a coffin custom-made for you."
"I guarantee youâll lie comfortably inside and pass on peacefully."
Hearing this, Su Lingâerâs vision went black, and she fainted.
...
After being unconscious for an unknown amount of time, Su Lingâer opened her eyes again to the sight of a jade ceiling emitting a soft halo of light.
The coffin lid wasnât completely sealed. There was an opening at the top like a skylight, and many holes had been carved into the sides, allowing her to observe the outside world.
She shifted her body and found herself lying in an extremely spacious and comfortable space.
Beneath her was a layer of smooth, warm jade that radiated a gentle heat. This must be the "ten-thousand-year Warm Jade" her senior brother had mentioned.
Su Lingâer wanted to cry but had no tears left.
âSeriously, if you had ten-thousand-year Warm Jade to give me, you could have just given it to me directly!â
âWhy did you have to wait until I "died" to bury it along with me? Whatâs the point?â
âWhat a waste!â
âCan we please not give good things to "dead people"?â
âAlthough... it is really comfortable in this coffin, couldnât you have given it to me while I was alive?!â
âWait, Iâm not dead yet!â
âThis is infuriating!â
She examined the coffinâs interior decorations. The four walls were engraved with intricate patterns: Senluo Ghost Masks, Black and White Impermanence...
All of them were "auspicious" patterns meant to see the dead on their way.
She took a deep breath and peered out through the holes in the coffin.
She saw that she... was in the middle of a vast and grand funeral procession.
Su Lingâer was completely bewildered.
She could see several powerful, ape-like spiritual beasts carrying her magnificent jade coffin, starting from her small bamboo house.
They then proceeded onward in some unknown direction.
Along the way, more and more disciples of the Guixi Sect joined the funeral procession.
Each of them wore solemn expressions of grief, and many disciples were secretly wiping away tears.
Of course, there were also those with over-the-top acting skills, desperately trying to hide the upturned corners of their mouths while viciously pinching their own thighs or arms to force out a few tears.
âWait... why do some of you look happy?!â
âAre you that eager for me to die?!â
âHow fickle people are!â
Su Lingâer lamented internally, while also consoling herself:
âOh well. To ensure Wang Xiedi can successfully break into the Imperial Sale House, I suppose Iâve given it my all.â
...
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