"SOB SOB SOB... Our little sister's passing was so sudden!"
"She just became our sect's Holy Daughter, and now she's left us."
"Yeah, she was perfectly fine yesterday. How could she be gone, just like that?"
"It's all our fault. We didn't care for her enough. Thinking back on it now, we're filled with regret!"
Listening to these eulogies, Su Ling'er couldn't stop ranting internally:
'I'm not dead yet!'
'I'm perfectly fine!'
'I can still be saved!'
'Why are you all just deciding for yourselves that I'm dead?!'
'Stop making up my story for me!'
Soon, the funeral procession arrived at the main peak's plaza.
The plaza had already been transformed into a solemn Spirit Hall.
In the center of the plaza, a high platform had been built from white marble Spirit Stones.
The platform was surrounded by white spirit chrysanthemums and yellow Soul-Binding Flowers, all of which were high-quality funerary Spirit Plants.
