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

Even though Mo Lin didn't have spiritual power, his strength was still immense. For a period of time, Lin Du's neck veins bulged with pain.

Ju Yuan couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to take his junior sister's place, since his eldest disciple's physical strength was almost catching up with his own.

Lin Du did not ask him to come up and replace him.

She could even manage a smile, and even though she was in so much pain that she was on the verge of collapse, she didn't let go of Mo Lin's hand that was holding her.

"Just for a little while."

Despite the excruciating pain, Lin Du's mind was surprisingly clear. Compared to the heartache, the pain in his wrist was nothing.

She pondered her dream for a while, sometimes seeing Mo Lin crying and holding her wrist, begging her to call him Junior Uncle, and sometimes seeing a tear fall from Yan Ye's pale eyelashes.

After a cultivator enters the Dao, they rarely have dreams unless they are plagued by inner demons.

All dreams arise from what we think about during the day. Since dreams are a product of anger and delusion, if one's heart is pure and free from desires, one will naturally have no dreams.

Whether it's a beautiful dream or a nightmare, it stems from desires, attachments, and obsessions in one's heart.

That wasn't Lin Du's dream; it was Lin Du's inner demon.

In the original story, why was it only mentioned that Lin Du was born with a deficiency? Why was it said that Lin Du, this junior uncle, had a pure Dao heart and an extremely fast cultivation speed, exceeding that of the disciples who entered the sect at the same time by several times?

There was never a single word mentioned Lin Du's heart ailment.

In the original storyline, Lin Du's heart was probably good.

Lin Du didn't even ask the system; she simply accepted it quietly.

Some things, as one's cultivation level deepens and one gets closer to the heavens, will eventually be revealed.

She no longer cared. No matter who asked her to help others, or whether the inner demon was her own, she didn't care anymore.

Mo Lin was injured in an accident, and she found it hard to accept. It's not hard to guess why Lin Du's Dao heart was unstable in the dream because of his eldest grand-nephew.

Lin Du knew that she had an unchangeable stubbornness in her bones. To put it sentimentally, she had a life of ups and downs, so she longed for stability and peace, and no one could disturb her peace.

no matter who.

She simply couldn't withstand great storms, displacement, the loss of friends, and the destruction of her home.

Putting aside the fact that she lost her relatives, she had no relatives.

Paranoia cannot cultivate tranquility and non-action, much less the supreme state of detachment.

Lin Du just wanted to piece together the things that were about to fall apart, little by little.

Mo Lin is the first one.

"Nephew, don't be afraid. It's good that you can't move right now, and you'll probably have to recuperate later. Have you read the books I asked you to read before?" Lin Du suddenly started to speak.

Mo Lin hadn't expected his junior uncle to interrogate him about his studies at this crucial moment. He looked at Lin Du innocently with his big eyes, blinked hard, but found that she was covered by a white cloth and couldn't see him.

Lin Du, not waiting for his reply, continued, "You may be good at body cultivation, but you still need to read more books."

Yan Qing is well-read, while Yuan Ye, though less well-read, is very well-informed, unlike Mo Lin, who is straightforward and prone to getting into trouble.

Lin Du kept urging him to study, saying, "You're a very honest person, there's no harm in reading more. 'Worldly people all like others who are the same as themselves and dislike others who are different from themselves.'"

Natural disasters can be avoided, but man-made disasters can be prevented.

In front of her two senior brothers and sisters, she was still brazenly lecturing her junior brother, who was much older than her.

Grandma Ma didn't say anything, but in her heart she felt that this child was still a bit too naive.

Ju Yuan was stunned by what Lin Du said. Feng Yi listened for a while with her arms crossed, then turned her head and complained in a low voice, "What kind of nonsense did Uncle Yan Ye teach Junior Sister?"

"That makes sense, doesn't it? It's encouraging to study," Ju Yuan said.

Feng Yi was silent for a moment, "However, your disciple really needs to be balanced with your junior sister."

One thought that as long as he was strong enough, he could ignore all conspiracies and tricks; the other was so calculating that he wanted to plan every step of the way. His cunning was almost piercing his heart.

If the two of them each shared half of the other's food, things would probably be better.

Feng Yi and Lin Du hadn't spent much time together, but in just half a day, she realized that every word Lin Du said was purposeful.

Even if it's just a joke, it's intentional.

The saying "too much wisdom can be harmful" is not an exaggeration.

Feng Yi was afraid that Lin Du's little brain would one day start to smoke from thinking too much.

This excruciating torture of scraping the bone lasted a long time; it had only started near dusk, and now it was already late at night.

Mo Lin was in so much pain that he had no strength left, and finally he released Lin Du and Xia Tianwu.

"Alright, the medicine is ready." Granny Ma tossed the silver thread, which had already turned black, into a plate and called the corpse puppet to deliver the medicine.

Ju Yuan received the message they sent and retrieved the Heavenly Grade Dragon Essence Grass from the Supreme Sect overnight, arriving in Phoenix City almost simultaneously with Feng Yi.

All four key medicinal ingredients were present. Granny Ma didn't mention the remaining auxiliary ingredients, but she had already started stewing them before pulling out the Gu worms, and they were ready at this moment.

Mo Lin's wounds were not properly bandaged by Xia Tian. He was then given a bowl of medicine and lay down. He was exhausted and had to hold on for a long time before he finally fainted. Before he passed out, he still managed to grab Lin Du's hand.

"Junior Uncle, I'm fine. My bones are all good. Although that thing eroded a lot of my immortal energy, there's still a trace left. I'll be fine soon, so you can rest assured."

Lin Du froze, feeling the damp sweat on those warm hands.

Lin Du's memory returned to the moment in his dream when his hands were stained with blood as he grabbed her wrist. He thought, it's better if these hands stay dry forever, never stained with blood.

Then, she turned and went out. Without needing anyone's help, she walked smoothly to the door, relying solely on her memory. She then pushed the door open and removed the gauze from her eyes.

It was late at night, and most of the yard was covered by vines, so the sky was not visible.

Lin Du nimbly climbed over the wall and looked up at the night sky over Phoenix City.

Here in western Yunnan, it had just rained during the day, and the night sky was as clear as if it had been washed clean, a rare sight as there was no year-round fog or haze.

It was a full moon.

Lin Du suddenly felt a tickle in her heart. She muttered softly, "I'm not the one who's been bewitched by the love potion, so what's going on?"

She could clearly see Mo Lin's condition in the dream. Her heart ached unbearably, and she lost her mind, but her soul remained normal. It was clear that she had been poisoned by a love curse.

When Granny Ma stepped out of the house, she was startled by a leg hanging idly over the courtyard wall. Following the leg, she saw that the child was sitting languidly on the low wall, with a waterfall of spirit vines cascading down. Under the moonlight, countless crystal moonflowers bloomed around her.

Compared to those white-robed, silver-masked men, Lin Duguang's face and aloof demeanor were enough to intimidate people; if he were said to be the reincarnation of the Moon Goddess, many would believe it.

"You've sat on my vine," Granny Ma said.

"Your vines are no good, and moonlight is a good thing for you. Why don't you let the moonlight shine into the yard?"

Granny Ma was somewhat surprised, but she quickly suppressed her astonishment.

Feng Yi didn't know how she found out that she was the Corpse King, but she did know that Lin Du was Feng Yi's junior sister. It wasn't surprising that she would say that Moonlight was good to her since she knew that Lin Du was the Corpse King.

"Your wrist is fractured, and you still dare to jump up there?" Granny Ma sat down on the rocking chair under the moonlight vine without a care in the world.

"I used my left hand."

Lin Du is left-handed, but he always uses his right hand in front of everyone.

It wasn't that she was holding back for any reason, but rather because when Lin Du was a child in modern times, she would be beaten by her own mother for eating with her left hand until she changed her mind.

Grandma Ma choked and got a headache.

"Lin Du, if one day you can't go on living, you can consider coming to me. You are very strong, and you will become even stronger than me."

Lin Du waved his hand, "Forget it, if he's dead, he's dead."

"Fighting with people is endlessly enjoyable, but fighting with fate is exhausting and ultimately futile." Lin Du tilted his head and smiled. "Don't you agree?"

Granny Ma looked at her helplessly, "That's not how it's written in the book, is it?"

"That's what I said." Lin Du smiled, his right wrist gathering and coiling with spiritual energy to nourish the fractured bone.

"Now that the person behind it all is holed up and won't come out, how do you plan to kill them?"

Grandma Ma was burning something under the moonlight, and a smell of ice and snow wafted out.

Lin Du placed his left hand on his bent knee and lowered his eyes to think for a moment.

She was also hesitating between killing openly or covertly. Killing covertly would be easier, but...

Given the nature of the Supreme Sect, it seems that they need to be openly killed.

Since the intention is to kill openly, then a well-planned strategy is necessary. One must occupy the moral high ground and have a solid chain of evidence to prevent the other party from turning the tables.

Unfortunately, the most crucial part—the willow demon's body—is gone, so the idea of ​​using the spirit vine as a body is another matter entirely.

The best way... Lin Du's hands slowly moved on his knees, like setting up a battle formation.

Lin Du tilted his head, seemingly having thought of something, and smiled brightly, "Let him give me that 500,000 first."

She turned to look at the three people who were coming out of the house one after another, and asked, "May I ask, senior brother, do you have 500,000 high-grade spirit stones?"

Ju Yuan's face twitched, and he clutched his storage bag and storage ring. "Junior Sister... what do you need 500,000 high-grade spirit stones for?"

He might not even...

Lin Du then looked at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi didn't need to ask anymore. She said, "There aren't that many, but we can sell a few treasures from storage rings."

Lin Du clapped his hands. "That's the problem! Even you guys don't have it, so why is it that an elder of the Flying Star Sect can just casually spend 550,000 without batting an eye?"

The 50,000 might have come from the Flying Star Sect, but the 550,000 is another matter.

Lin Du asked the sect leader and senior sister, and it was unclear whether the Flying Star Sect had made any further communication or knew that she had tried to raise the price.

Another theory is that Yan Ye is the leader of the array formation, but what is Yin Zhong anyway?

The Flying Star Sect is a large sect with a huge number of members. The elders' annual stipends are also cultivation resources, so they certainly wouldn't just be misers if they took them.

Who would believe that Yin Zhong doesn't have some side business?