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

Three people in a row were thrown far away by the Iron-Eating Beast with all its might.

Fortunately, Yuan Ye knew to untie the ropes binding the person's spiritual power before throwing them, so at least he could use his spiritual power to cushion the impact when they landed and prevent them from getting hurt.

Lin Du stood still and counted: three artificial meteors.

As night fell, the banners of the Supreme Sect had multiplied to three, while the obstructive platinum banner of the Guiyuan Sect had finally disappeared.

Lin Du immediately entered the formation and began adding things to the original formation.

"Yan Qing and Yuan Ye, you two should stay inside and keep watch. The Guiyuan Sect people shouldn't give up easily. I'm modifying the formation. If nothing unexpected happens, they won't be able to get in. If something unexpected happens, you two better stay and guard the area."

Lin Du skillfully dodged the triggered traps with his powerful divine sense. He then destroyed the original array master's marks as he went. He laid several killing arrays along the path that the array master had left for his people before finally leaving the mountain stream and turning the mist into a sky full of snow.

Inside the valley, after receiving the specific exit route left by Lin Du for his people, the two silently took out their cloaks.

Are you cold?

I bet you're cold too.

The two men, wrapped in thick fur coats, turned their heads to look at the vast expanse of white in the mountain stream, and shivered in unison.

"Add another fire, add another fire." Yuan Ye began burning wood in front of his wooden puppet.

Yan Qing pulled her cloak tighter around herself. "Do you think it'll happen if Junior Uncle leaves us here while he's out on his own?"

Yuan Ye thought for a moment, "Even if something were to happen to Junior Uncle, wouldn't it be someone else who would be the one to suffer the accident?"

Yan Qing hissed, "That's true."

Meanwhile, the person in question was strolling leisurely down the street.

The medicine will be ready in about half an hour, no rush.

But soon Lin Du realized he was getting a little anxious.

For cultivators, encountering ghosts on a dark night is a free act of merit, but encountering so many is not a good thing.

She looked at the restless ground beneath her consciousness and clicked her tongue softly.

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, running away is the best.

Lin Du used his running technique to rush forward, leaving a faint, pale blue shadow on the road, like the thin mist that permeates the green mountains at dawn.

Lin Du had no time to care what was throbbing below, but clearly the surging creatures had no intention of letting go of the only living person present, and they surged frantically toward Lin Du.

A scream came from afar.

On the first night, most sects had already completed their formations, and quite a few people ventured out in the dark to investigate.

Lin Du had already darted some distance away when he saw the tragic scene in his divine sense, but he still turned back.

"Senior sister, it's the Thousand Demon Insects! You go quickly, don't worry about me! Go and inform the major sects!"

The man had already been dragged down, and insects with a strange luster emerged from the ground, opening their round mouthparts, inside which were fine serrations that made one's teeth ache at first glance.

"No, junior brother, let's go together."

A white light pierced the thick, dark night, and a torrent of spiritual power, like an avalanche, poured out. A young man in a blue robe descended from the sky, holding a folding fan made of shimmering glass. With a composed demeanor, he froze all the swarming insects on the ground in place.

Before the two could even catch their breath, the sharp edge of the folding fan was pressed against their necks.

Lin Du raised an eyebrow, looking at the person in front of him in their yellow disciple robes. "The Heavenly Plain Sect?"

The two nodded. "Yes, we are disciples of the Tian Su Sect. Thank you, fellow Daoist."

Lin Du squinted, finally getting a clear look at their faces. "What are you doing out here in the middle of the night?"

The two men glanced at Lin Du silently. They were both out there making a living, so what could they possibly do if they bumped into each other in the middle of the night?

After all, they had been saved. The female cultivator forced herself to ignore the cold killing intent emanating from the fan and replied gently, "Two disciples from our sect have been out for a long time and haven't returned. We don't know what kind of accident happened to them, so we came out to look for them."

Lin Du closed his folding fan. "What did you touch? Why are there so many newly spawned Thousand Demon Insects down there?"

The female cultivator thought for a moment, "We released a burrowing talisman to locate people, which led us here. We thought our senior brothers were here, but we didn't expect..."

Lin Du glanced at the two people's cultivation levels: one was in the early stage of the Cloud Soaring Realm, and the other had not yet formed his core. No wonder they were trapped.

She glanced around. In a secret realm of the Central Continent Grand Competition, where would she find such strange things that only demonic cultivators would have? Surely the contractor of the Central Continent Secret Realm couldn't be a demon.

"Save your junior brother first." Lin Du closed his folding fan, looked down at the larvae, casually threw out three activated waste pills, and used the force of the explosion to scatter a handful of insect repellent powder.

Soon, the larvae, which had been frozen stiff, began to stiffen and die one after another.

Lin Du walked back, holding the folding fan.

Something is definitely wrong with this secret realm. First there were the demon puppets, then the Thousand Demon Insects. If the organizers haven't realized the problem yet, they're probably going to be attacked by all the major sects.

"Please wait, fellow Daoist!" The female cultivator had barely managed to suppress her nausea and used her knife to free her junior brother, who was being bitten by seven or eight Thousand Demon Insects. Seeing that Lin Du was about to leave, she quickly called out to him.

Lin Du turned his head. "What's wrong?"

"May I ask your name, fellow Daoist? I am Xu Ying of the Tiansu Sect. Thank you, fellow Daoist. If there is an opportunity, I would like to repay you."

The female cultivator straightened up and respectfully performed a Taoist salute.

"Supreme Sect, Lin Du. If you really want to repay this kindness, just give me money."

The young man still had a smile on his face, but it was obvious at a glance that it was superficial and he was impatient.

The female cultivator was stunned for a moment; it really was Lin Du.

"I... I mean, I heard that you are not in good health, perhaps lacking spiritual medicine. We could..."

Lin Du suddenly perked up as he listened, realizing something important: the medicine was going to get cold.

"That's fine then. After you leave, just send the thank-you gift to our sect's seating area. My junior nephew is calling me back to take my medicine. See you later."

The person was incredibly fast; they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xu Ying paused for a moment, then whispered, "Shouldn't we inform all the sects about such a major event?"

She stood there for a while, but then she thought of that person's condescending and arrogant appearance. His face was very pale, with an unyielding, sickly gloom, but... he was really handsome.

It's such a pity that someone like that has such a kind heart.