The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

A light rain began to fall, the raindrops continuous like mountain mist, the world filled with fine white smoke, and felt as light as a feather when they fell on you.

Lin Du was still slumped against the tree, raising her hand to dispel the great formation. The last person collapsed in response. She finally managed to catch her breath and chuckled softly, "What a coward, Master Yin Zhong."

The brocade robe she wore didn't get wet in the rain, only stained with fine water droplets, which made the robe look even more lustrous from a distance.

With a wave of his heavy iron fan, Lin Du casually brushed away a few raindrops. He lazily directed his two junior disciples, "First, check if the person is completely dead. If not, bring them over so I can examine them. If they are completely dead, check if there are any scars at the Shenmen acupoint. Otherwise, check if the corpse is that piece of broken wood."

Even though Lin Du's voice was only more languid than usual, it sounded faint and weak when it reached their ears through the rain.

Mo Lin was startled. "Junior Uncle? Are you alright! Junior Sister! Junior Uncle seems to be dying!!"

Lin Du: ...Thank you, I'm fine, really.

She was forced to stand up and waved her hand to indicate that she was alright.

Although the body is broken and tattered, it can still live.

Lin Du was extremely weak and really didn't want to get up, but she was afraid that her grand-nephew was about to die.

She walked into the rain, the fine raindrops on her body rolling down to the ground with each step.

Lin Du casually picked the nearest corpse and pried open its wrists.

There is a scar at the Shenmen acupoint.

She closed her eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.

Xia Tian didn't want to take Lin Du's pulse, but he saw Lin Du slowly walking towards the charred corpses that were almost burned to charcoal.

Lin Du stared at it for a while, then tore off a charred limb from the person with his bare hands.

Xia Tianwu, who witnessed this scene: ...Very good, very strong, seems to be alright.

When Lin Du broke the severed limb, it made a sound similar to the sound of firewood being casually broken off and thrown into the boiler.

Lin Du looked thoughtfully at the corpse in front of him and sighed softly, "What a pity, it's just lightning-struck yin wood, worthless."

Only four of them are Liuti Yin Gui from the Lanju realm.

After the group finished examining the corpse, they collected the items the corpse carried with them, waiting to slowly investigate its identity later.

The fourteen Shenmen acupoints with scars were carefully placed to one side. Then, Lin Du found a good feng shui spot, and the three of them took out shovels at the same time.

The rules of the Supreme Sect are: kill, bury, and send to the underworld.

The rain had dampened the loess soil, but the three men kept their heads down and dug the pit, paying no heed to it.

Granny Ma watched this scene silently from a distance, then suddenly glanced at the person under the eaves who was resting with his eyes closed, but was actually just clinging to life by a thread.

She looked at him for a while, then asked, "Do you want to live?"

Tao Xian opened his eyes, paused for a moment, and said, "Who doesn't want to live?"

Granny Ma replied, "Those fools from the Supreme Sect."

If someone told them that death could bring peace and prosperity to the world, those fools would gladly die without exception.

Tao Xian had no way to respond to that.

He really didn't realize those people would be so stupid.

After all, which member of the Supreme Sect isn't aiming for ascension and becoming a powerful figure in their own right?

Evil can never be completely eradicated; otherwise, what would be the point of the existence of righteous people?

He thought for a while and decided to give an example to refute it: "I don't think Master Lin is that kind of person."

Granny Ma neither refuted nor agreed, but instead spoke of her purpose: "I can turn you into a living corpse."

"Just like those two little girls in your yard?" Tao Xian subconsciously thought of the image of himself with two blushes on his face and a cloyingly sweet smile as he opened the door, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Your cultivation is still intact. If you were to transform into a high-level corpse puppet, your mind would remain intact, and you would likely be similar to me. Your cultivation would then be limited, and you would fall outside the Six Paths of Reincarnation, never to enter the cycle of rebirth again."

Tao Xian was stunned for a moment. His first thought was, "Could it be that the corpse puppets in the courtyard can't enter the cycle of reincarnation either?"

Granny Ma seemed to see through his thoughts, "That girl can no longer enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"What do you mean?" Tao Xian was startled.

"She didn't die a natural death. Her soul was devoured, leaving only some primal instincts," Granny Ma said calmly.

"The Moon Goddess devours souls? Isn't that a demon?" Tao Xian was so agitated that he almost choked on his breath, but Granny Ma stuck a finger in his throat and forced him to swallow it back down.

"Evil cultivators devour human essence and blood, while demons eat human souls."

Tao Xian: It doesn't matter. Evil and demon are inseparable anyway; they're all immoral.

The sky was already tinged with a faint blue hue; the hour of Mao (5-7 AM) had passed.

"Do you know what they're doing?" Granny Ma suddenly asked.

Tao Xian shook his head.

"I'll take you there."

She conjured a wooden four-wheeled vehicle and lifted Tao Xian onto it from a distance. Without her casting any spells, the vehicle automatically followed her.

Three busy figures could be seen in the rain. As members of the Taoist sect, they were still devout in their burial practices. Instead of recklessly using spiritual power to blast a large pit, they dug the ground in an honest manner.

Beside the pit lay fourteen corpses. Ignoring their tattered white robes and fatal wounds, their identical silver masks stood out neatly. Rain washed away the bloodstains from the corpses, leaving the ground muddy.

The scene was rather bizarre, yet all three of them performed it with remarkable skill.

The only kill order issued by the Supreme Sect in recent years is against the white-robed, silver-masked man.

Regardless of cause or effect, kill on the spot.

Tao Xian: ...That's really outrageous.

He had thought it was just a joke, but it turned out that the rumors about the Supreme Sect's control over killing and burial were true.

Lin Du sensed the arrival of the people. Seeing that the pit was almost dug, he used some spiritual power to leap up and then lifted the masks off the fourteen people.

Almost instantly, Tao Xiangang's mocking smile froze, and his already ashen face became even more terrified. He let out a trembling breath, his eyes rolled back, and he was about to pass out.

Granny Ma: ...

She patted the person's chest, bringing them back to life.

Tao Xian took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and then let out a furious curse, "Second Junior Brother! Third Junior Brother! Fourth Junior Brother, Fifth Junior Brother, Eighth Junior Brother, and... and our peak's inner disciples..."

"Alright," Lin Du paused in his burying, put away the shovel, and called for people to come up, "We can't bury him anymore."

Mo Lin was stunned for a moment, then used his usual jumping ability to leap out of the deep pit.

"How come everyone on your peak is at the Cloud Ascension Realm?"

Lin Du counted, and from the early stage of the Tengyun Realm to the Great Perfection of the Tengyun Realm, there was no one at the Huiyang Realm.

"They can't go up. Their divine palaces are damaged, their nascent souls are difficult to form, and they can't advance to the Radiant Sun Realm." Xia Tianwu also turned over and got up, his voice indifferent.

Tao Xian pursed his lips and suddenly lowered his head.

He was an ordinary man, but not a fool.

There are many things he can't guess, but he's afraid to guess.

Those were his junior brothers and sisters with whom he spent every day and night, now turned into cold corpses.

Everyone has scars on their hands; he knew this as early as when someone pointed out his scars.

He once joked that most of the disciples his master accepted had scars on their hands, which must be because his master had observed the stars and divined their fates. He said that he was only destined to be with such people.

He looked up at Lin Du blankly, "Young Master Lin, you are the smartest. Tell me, is it possible that... I may have worn this white robe before?"

Lin Du blinked slightly. "That's not you."

"Tao Xian, that's not you."

Tao Xian gripped the handlebars of the four-wheeled vehicle with one hand in agony, veins bulging on his hand, eyes bloodshot, his face contorted in pain, each word squeezed from his throat.

"How dare he?!"

"We are his disciples!! He has personally raised us for hundreds of years, how dare he!!!"

"Don't you have any feelings at all? Not even a little bit?"

He looked at Lin Du with red eyes, "My life is worthless. Third Junior Brother actually... actually already has someone he loves, which is why he planned to ask Master for permission this year."

"The second brother still wants to hone his swordsmanship and witness Master Mo Lin's Hidden Edge Sword being drawn. The fourth and fifth brothers should be waiting for me to come back and treat them to a good meal down the mountain..."

"Young Taoist priest..."

"Young Taoist priest... I hate it..."

"My senior brother is useless..."

Mo Lin suddenly walked over with his sword in hand, gently patted Tao Xian's shoulder, and paused for a long time before saying, "At least your second junior brother's wish was fulfilled before he died."

Lin Du raised his hand and pressed his throbbing temples. What a comforting person, this blockhead.