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

"Guiyuan Sect, Guiyuan Sect, let's go to Guiyuan Sect's mountain now."

Lin Du was muttering to herself as she looked at the map when someone suddenly grabbed her sleeve. Without turning around, she knew it was Ni Jinxuan. "What's wrong?"

"Junior Uncle, drink your medicine before you go," Ni Jinxuan said crisply.

Lin Du met her clear almond-shaped eyes and looked at the sky hopelessly.

Above the dark sky, the Guiyuan Sect's banner, with its white and gold colors, stood out conspicuously.

"No, the Guiyuan Sect's flag is too bright. I have to go, otherwise I won't be able to sleep at night; it's too bright."

"The medicine needs to be simmered for an hour. I guarantee I'll be back just in time. Go tell your second senior sister that Yuan Ye and Yan Qing are coming with me. We should uphold martial ethics and fight three against three to make it fairer."

Lin Du patted Ni Jinxuan's head. "Let's go."

"Junior Uncle, one hour! Otherwise, the medicine will be too bitter if it takes too long to brew."

"When the time comes, please take it off the fire for me." Lin Du toyed with a hiltless short blade in his hand, with two bodyguards, Yan Qing and Yuan Ye, following behind him, without turning around.

"But it will get cold when you take it off, and the medicine won't be as effective!" Ni Jinxuan shouted from the foot of the mountain.

"I'll be back before the medicine gets cold." Lin Du waved his hand. "Hurry up and follow the path I gave you back up the mountain. Don't let anyone see you, and take good care of the house."

Ni Jinxuan pouted, "Okay!"

She turned and walked into the woods.

Yan Qing has found the fastest route. "The Guiyuan Sect's formation should already be set up."

Lin Du glanced at it and said, "Let's go, after we change the flags, we'll go back and take our medicine."

The three of them simultaneously channeled their spiritual energy, leaving behind three streaks of light of different colors along the mountain path, which stretched all the way to a misty mountain stream.

Lin Du stopped first, but Yuan Ye couldn't stop in time and was pulled back by Yan Qing with one hand.

Yuan Ye looked terrified. "What's wrong?"

"There's a formation." Lin Du probed. "The mountain mist obscures the view, silver threads are buried in the ground, and rocks are on top. The formation masters of Guiyuan Sect are quite skilled."

"So you can't walk or fly either?" Yuan Ye squatted down on the spot with his hands in his pockets, and the Devouring Frog that was following behind him landed with a thud behind him. "But Junior Uncle, how did you figure that out?"

"It's from divine sense." Lin Du raised his eyes indifferently. "You haven't started cultivating divine sense techniques yet, so it's normal that you can't see it."

Her cultivation technique of spiritual awareness was already domineering, so a little bit of smog really couldn't hide her.

Yuan Ye's eyes widened. "My master said that spiritual cultivation is something that only advanced cultivators who have reached the Qian Yuan Realm or higher can begin to cultivate."

"Didn't your master start at the Huiyang Realm himself?" Lin Du couldn't have known these senior brothers and sisters better than anyone else. "What they're talking about is the norm, the basics, but those people are all exceptions outside of the norm."

Yan Qing turned her head and glanced at it. "Why did this frog follow us?"

"I told them to follow along. If they can't break through, let them check it out when they collect the ransom. If they do break through, then pretend I didn't say anything and just leave the valley outside."

Lin Du said, "This formation is still useful. Instead of forcing our way through, let's try another method."

She looked up at the sky. "The ground cannot be stepped on, the valley cannot be moved, and the secret realm cannot be flown over. However, it was set up in the mountain stream to use the terrain to turn into water mist."

"Since it's just water mist, that makes things much easier."

The short blade in Lin Du's hand disappeared, and in the next instant, it transformed into a heavy iron folding fan.

"Little Frog, just stay outside. Yuan Ye and Yan Qing, you have ten breaths to pass through. Go inside and deal with those three people within half an hour, then change the flag."

Yan Qing and Yuan Ye exchanged a glance. "Ten breaths?"

"I'm at a good distance, I'm too lazy to move, you'd better not disappoint me."

As Lin Du spoke, he continuously channeled spiritual energy into the folding fan, which then suddenly unfolded. It was clearly a spring night with a moonlit sky, but the moon was not visible above the eyes, and there was a soft, cool light on the ground.

With a wave of the fan, the mountain stream froze, stretching for three miles, yet the original gurgling sound of the water did not cease.

Lin Du's spiritual energy continued to emanate, and the water vapor that had been permeating the valley condensed instantly, but did not fall.

Under the dim light, the frost and snow that had formed in the air did not disturb any of the mechanisms in the formation, and everything seemed to remain as it was.

From the perspective of the Guiyuan Sect disciples, there was still no movement in the formation in the mountain stream; the mist remained undisturbed, and the sound of water never ceased.

"Put on the concealment talisman and go in quickly. It's best to land on the side. If you can't land there, then step on the ice. But after a mile in, there are lines laid outside the ice. If anyone can't do it, I will personally tell my second senior brother to give them extra training in footwork."

Lin Du controlled the station outside the formation, with spiritual energy flowing continuously.

Upon hearing this, the two ignored the shocking scene before them, activated their concealment talismans, and rushed in at top speed using their movement techniques.

Just kidding. Whether or not I do extra training is secondary; people are just concerned about saving face.

As soon as they entered, the two of them knew exactly what Lin Du had done.

Within the formation lies a mountain stream, and countless deadly silver threads are buried in the water on the ground. If one tries to walk along the mountainside, one will trigger the giant rocks at the summit.

The mountain stream at Lindu is frozen solid, but only the surface is frozen. The water is still flowing underneath, and although the mist may seem to be there, the inside has become a fine, slippery ice surface.

The ice was so thin that it would surely break if one didn't control the force under their feet. But for the disciples of the Supreme Sect, it was just a basic skill. As long as they controlled their footwork with their spiritual energy, they would be fine.

Yan Qingchu hadn't controlled his strength properly, and his heart skipped a beat. His left foot touched the ice surface, and he immediately returned to the thin ice formed by the surrounding mist.

Yuan Ye had already darted ahead of him by a large margin. "Hehe, you're finished. You'll have to do extra training when you get back."

"You should know that Master never lets any of us have extra training alone." Yan Qing followed up calmly.

Yuan Ye: ...I forgot about that.

Three miles, ten breaths.

Yan Qing counted to ten breaths and realized it wasn't enough, and he became anxious.

"Keep going. I'm holding on. Ten breaths isn't my limit; it's your limit, as I've calculated it." Lin Du's extremely cold voice rang out from their disciple tokens.

Yan Qing: ...

Although this method does consume spiritual energy, they are really not that weak!

The two finally crossed the mountain stream on the fifteenth breath and landed silently on the territory of the Guiyuan Sect.

This is a beautiful natural valley, where the white and gold flag stands out brightly in the fire.

Three disciples of the Guiyuan Sect were meditating around a fire. Two of them, both at the mid-stage of the Tengyun Realm, seemed to have entered a deep meditation, while the third, at the late-stage of the Tengyun Realm, was keeping watch.

"Why is it so cold in the mountains at night?" the man muttered to himself, silently adding a few branches to the fire, which crackled and popped a few times.

Yuan Ye hissed and transmitted his voice to Yan Qing, "Can the two of us really win?"

Yan Qing smiled and replied, "You want to go back and practice more?"

Yuan Ye clicked his tongue, pulled out a burlap sack, and said, "They haven't spotted us yet. We can't beat them head-on, so we'll use burlap sacks to fight them."

Yan Qing thought for a moment, "That makes sense."

Two people silently stepped forward, and the only conscious cultivator's vision went black instantly. "Who!"

Yuan Ye quickly put the other two meditating cultivators into sacks, and then, without waiting for anyone to react, he swiftly summoned the Demon-Binding Rope and tied them up.

The man whose head was covered by a sack reached for the sack with one hand and quickly summoned a sword-qi talisman with the other.

Sword energy crisscrossed, shattering the stillness and darkness of the night.

Yan Qing swung his blade, the blade's energy annihilating the sword's energy. Before anyone could remove their hood, he rushed forward and delivered a fatal blow.

With a bang, the blade energy collided with the Vajra Talisman. Taking advantage of the momentum, the man ripped open the sack and confronted the person whose concealment talisman had just failed.

"The Supreme Sect?" The man's expression hardened when he saw the two people in red and blue before him.

"Oh right, it's your grandpa, me." A giant iron-eating beast descended from the sky.

Yuan Ye made sure the two people were tied up securely before turning to help Yan Qing, who was only at the early stage of the Cloud Soaring Realm, deal with the talisman cultivator.

The physical strength of a talisman cultivator is not strong, but those talisman cultivators from the Guiyuan Sect have many spiritual talismans.

Yuan Ye played a supporting role, constantly controlling the Iron-Eating Beast to block people's retreat, while Yan Qing swept away the talisman, and the sword energy rose steadily.

boom!

The explosive talisman shook the entire valley. Yan Qing protected himself with spiritual power, ignoring the aftershocks of the explosion, and slashed forward. The sword energy formed an incomparably sharp golden arc in the air, carrying the straight and oppressive force to cut through the small mountain. It broke through the powerful shield of another earth-grade defensive talisman in the air and slammed heavily into the man's chest.

The disciple of Guiyuan Sect had his robe torn open by the sword energy, and he instinctively stepped back, crashing directly into the embrace of the Iron-Eating Beast.

The monk watched in horror as his body was grabbed by two steel claws and lifted high into the air.

"Hey, no, stop here! Stop here!" the man shouted.

So the iron-eating beast stopped moving, its two claws still firmly restraining the man's upper body, the steel claws interlocking in front of the man's chest and tightly gripping his arms.

Yuan Ye exclaimed, "Alright, alright, just send it out properly."

Upon hearing this, the iron-eating beast carried the person up the mountain.

Lin Du was dozing off with his arms crossed when he suddenly saw a strangely shaped iron-eating beast appear on the mountain under the cover of night.

The iron-eating beast stood atop the mountain, raised a human-shaped object high, aimed at the distance, and threw it out in the standard posture of a shot put.

In a flash, the platinum-gold figure transformed into a shooting star in the sky.

Lin Du: ...A man-made shooting star, right? Well then, let's make a small wish.