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

"Junior Sister! Jinxuan said you're taking her to the mortal realm?"

Ju Yuan's booming voice, full of energy, reached the study on one side even before he entered the hall.

Lin Du sat in the hall, reclining on a soft couch by the window, a book in his hand. Hearing Ju Yuan enter, he tilted his head and glanced at Feng Chao, who was sitting upright behind the table.

Feng Chao was looking down at the daily official gazette and account books, not even raising his head. "I don't have time. Explain it to him yourself."

Lin Du has been relatively idle lately. He can't practice his martial arts anymore, and he also needs to nurture his spiritual sense. He spends his days reading books and rummaging through the junk piles from the disintegration of the secret realm, organizing all the materials. In his spare time, he is often pulled in by his senior sisters and brothers to handle trivial matters. In reality, he is mainly there to keep them company.

Ju Yuan strode in and saw this scene of division yet harmony.

On one side was the sect leader, the senior sister, who seemed to feel time flying by. Even the jade slips and official gazettes on her desk, glowing with spiritual light, seemed to be telling of the tense atmosphere. On the other side, the junior sister was so idle that it was as if the sunlight falling on her had stopped. If the child could sing, she would probably be humming a little tune.

"Jinxuan comes from a prominent family of cultivators in Jiangnan. She has both parents and a happy family. She entered our sect before she was old enough to compete for cultivation resources. She has had a smooth life since childhood, getting whatever she wanted. She has never encountered a bad person. Her heart is pure. But if a person is always so pure, how will she cope with the storms of life in the future? No one has ever taught her how to deal with them. Will she be able to discern the true nature of people and the ways of the world?"

"You believe that as long as you have enough strength, you can ignore those demons and monsters. What if my little nephew runs into a demon lord as soon as he steps out the door?"

Lin Du casually turned a page in the book, then glanced at the inkstone beside Feng Chao; the ink was almost gone.

She went over to grind the ink herself.

"Jinxuan is so young. Even if the Demon Lord is heartless and insane, is it wrong for him to argue with a child in his twenties? What good would it do him?" Ju Yuan asked, puzzled.

Lin Duyanmo's voice suddenly became forceful. Ju Yuan changed the subject, "I think what you said makes some sense, Junior Sister. It's better to be safe than sorry. I will instruct Jin Xuan to protect her Junior Uncle."

"I just can't suddenly use my spiritual power," Lin Du kindly reminded him, "I'm not crippled."

Ju Yuan nodded and hummed, but in his heart he had already made up his mind. His junior sister was so weak and sickly, and she couldn't use her spiritual power. She was also stubborn and proud. On the surface, he was going to educate Jin Xuan, but in reality, he was also bringing her a bodyguard.

Cost-effective!

Lin Du was too lazy to change this stubborn martial arts fanatic's mind. He put down the ink stick and looked up to see Ju Yuan leave.

This person came in a flurry of activity and left in a flurry of activity, as if afraid that Feng Chao would also conscript him.

No sooner had he stepped out of the study than Feng Chao called him back and threw him a piece of paper.

"Bring back ten craftsmen from Yangchuan Valley, regardless of whether they are alive or dead."

Ju Yuan resignedly accepted the sect leader's token filled with information and turned to look at Lin Du.

No one can stay idle under the watchful eye of the sect leader and senior sister, except for the junior sister.

But he soon realized he was wrong.

"Don't just sit around doing nothing. Have you finished practicing your calligraphy? Don't waste the painting skills Feng Yi taught you, practice them some more." Feng Chao's voice was full of pressure.

Ju Yuan left, completely satisfied.

Lin Du wondered why Ju Yuan, who usually seemed so bitter and resentful when accepting missions, suddenly looked so smug today. After watching him leave, Lin Du turned to his senior sister and asked, "Senior Brother Ju Yuan seems a bit off. Has he been possessed by some evil spirit?"

Feng Chao turned to look at her and said, "When a person realizes that they are not the only one being exploited, they will feel much more at ease and realize that everyone is like this, so they will have more energy to work."

Lin Du realized that the problem was not scarcity but inequality.

She sat back down on the soft couch, when she suddenly heard Feng Chao say, "Aren't you going to practice your calligraphy?"

Lin Du was like a cat that had been basking in the sun and was suddenly woken up; he squinted and wrinkled his nose as he went to practice his writing.

After finishing her calligraphy practice, she picked up her pen to draft the line drawing that Feng Yi had taught her, but she couldn't think of anything for a moment and decided to just draw a landscape to get by.

What should I paint? It's April now, the peach blossoms should be in bloom.

Lin Du's mind went blank for a moment, and he finally realized what he had forgotten.

The forbidden peach grove lies beside a rushing stream.

Lin Du threw down the pen and left. Feng Chao didn't care. He watched his junior sister run out, glanced at the smudged ink on the small table, and smiled helplessly.

Lin Du hasn't been to the forbidden Peach Blossom Forest since she came of age. It's not that she forgot, but that she's too busy. Even a sponge can't absorb that kind of knowledge as much as she does. She's constantly learning from her fellow disciples, without the 996 work schedule exploited by capitalists. She's working her own 007 schedule, just to increase her cultivation and abilities.

Waiting for the day when, if necessary, to directly kill those heretical sects who are harming the disciples of my sect.

Rather than waiting until they truly fall into depravity before painstakingly redeeming them, Lin Du always felt that the timing of his arrival was perfect.

She was so well-off that she had ample time to strengthen herself and manipulate others.

The plot involving the cold poison in Xia Tianwu's area is still two years away, and Qian Yu will not be able to secretly infiltrate the sect for another one or two decades. As for Lin Tuan's area, that useless Hou Cang still has time to cultivate, so it's still a long way off.

She has plenty of time to enrich herself, but she doesn't dare to relax for a moment.

Perhaps when that time really comes, no one wants to be powerless.

Never again, not like in your dreams.

The forbidden area is equipped with special formations and restrictions. It is a sacred place for cultivation for its master, but it may not be so for others.

The peach grove and Luoze are completely different. The former is full of ice and snow, with frost and snow hanging on the branches, while the latter is like clouds and mist, with pink mist hanging on the branches, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

She's definitely different from my cold, aloof old man.

As Lin Du landed before the peach grove, petals fluttered down in his face. A gentle breeze caressed his pale cheeks, leaving a fine bloodstain on the soft, pink petals.

Lin Du: ...I think I might have misunderstood my senior brother.

But it's not a big problem. This restriction doesn't recognize people, so it's not Master Lin Tuan's fault.

Lin Du, who hadn't used his spiritual power for half a month, slowly mobilized some of it, being extremely careful not to accidentally destroy his heart meridian, which was still under the influence of the medicine. Then, he gently tapped the barrier of the restriction with his spiritual power.

The spiritual energy penetrated the barrier, brushing past a field of blooming peach blossoms. Perhaps due to the intense cold, all the flowers along the way had closed up.

Lin Du: ...The peach blossom with the mimosa gene must be a peach blossom with the mimosa gene, it's definitely not that she's unpopular.

Lin Du, who was well-liked everywhere in the Supreme Sect, was not welcomed for the first time, and she briefly doubted herself.

But soon a path opened up in the peach grove, guiding her in the right direction.

Lin Du walked in and immediately saw a woman in purple robes, lying drunk on a bamboo mat under a huge peach tree, looking as beautiful as a jade statue.

Just like when Lin Du first met her, she wore a lotus crown and a simple Taoist bun, but she didn't comb her hair properly. Her bangs were messy and her dark purple robe, which represented her status, was covered with many pink peach petals. When she saw Lin Du, she smiled and waved.

"You've grown so much! I heard you really turned the tide in the Central Plains Grand Competition. How are you feeling?"

Lin Du instantly got into character, lowered his eyelashes, and obediently walked to Lin Tuan to bow. As he lowered his head, he deliberately reopened his almost scabbed wound. "Greetings, Senior Uncle!"

"What happened to your face? I remember I didn't activate the Peach Blossom Curse outside the Peach Blossom Grove."

Lin Tuan was startled when he saw the blood beads that had seeped out. "Come here and let me take a look."

Lin Du blinked, looking completely innocent. "I didn't know. I thought my senior uncle didn't want to see outsiders."

Lin Tuan lowered his eyes, seemingly thinking of something, and frowned slightly before quickly regaining his composure. "Your health isn't good, so I had your senior brother find a lot of rare and precious herbs and put them in the inner treasury. Did you see them?"

Lin Du nodded. She not only saw it, but she also used it. Because of the constant medication, her flesh and blood always contained medicinal power and spiritual essence, which could probably make her a second Tang Monk.

"By the way, Senior Uncle, I am here today on the orders of Master Wei Zhi."

Lin Tuan paused for a moment, "Danger?"

"Yes, Master Wei Zhi gave me some pointers. He said that my nephew Yuan Ye has a dragon vein in his body that was supposed to have run out of life, which is why he has been unable to form his core. I will take my two nephews to the mortal world the day after tomorrow to sever their worldly ties. Master Wei Zhi said that he wants to go with us and asked me to inform you before I leave."

Lin Du didn't hide anything. While looking at Lin Tuan's expression, he pretended to be clueless and asked, "Uncle-Master, you have quite a wide circle of friends. You even know the Buddhist disciple of Yunmolu."

Lin Tuan listened attentively to Lin Du's words and understood. He said, "No wonder." He looked up and met the child's eager face. He hesitated for a moment. Since he was already here, he couldn't just leave without teaching him anything.