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

Lin Du looked at the scene in his consciousness and chuckled.

Because of their formidable strength and powerful background, cultivators of the Supreme Sect are immune to ordinary schemes and tricks, which leads to countless tragedies caused by people obsessed with love.

People like them aren't stupid; they've just grown up in a sheltered environment and lack experience. When faced with malice from others, their first reaction isn't anger or disbelief, but bewilderment.

After his reincarnation, Mo Lin became almost demonic in his intelligence. He easily resolved the difficulties caused by his fellow disciples and also learned how to feign weakness, which made Shao Fei soften her heart time and time again.

Although Mo Lin is straight now, he is not without cunning.

She changed the plot in that storybook, changing the desire for spiritual bones to the desire for golden cores. It was still a senior disciple of a sect who rescued a pitiful beauty by the roadside.

The story begins with the two traveling together in the human world. They encounter another honey trap, and the senior brother, who has the air of a sage, saves them. He is then drugged by the woman, but is intercepted by a beauty he picked up by the roadside earlier. The beauty has a one-night stand with the senior brother, and afterwards, she tells him that it was a honey trap and that she saved him. Thus, their story begins.

This is the titled "After being forcibly taken by a beautiful woman picked up on the roadside".

But it wasn't until his wedding day, when the eldest brother was disemboweled and his elixir extracted, that he realized that the day he saved the beauty by the roadside was also a carefully planned honey trap.

I had only just read the part in Mo Lin's storybook where he was disemboweled and had his elixir extracted during his wedding, but it was already quite memorable.

The young man moved very fast, and not only the woman behind him who was struggling to get up, but also the evil cultivator behind him could not catch up.

Their commotion attracted the most troublesome social animals in the dense forest, and dozens of eerie eyes, like will-o'-the-wisps, suddenly lit up in the darkness.

Mo Lin could even hear the snorting of the pack of saw-toothed wolves.

He stopped in his tracks, expressionless, and picked up his long staff, unleashing the overwhelming pressure of the Cloud Soaring Realm.

Almost instantly, the overwhelming spiritual pressure, resembling a vast sea of ​​clouds, surged like waves during a storm, chasing and rolling across the jungle undergrowth. At the same time, a dozen wolves bared their sharp fangs and growled in a threatening tone.

A woman's hurried footsteps sounded behind her, "Real person, real person..."

Mo Lin frowned. This person was making such a big fuss; his intimidating aura was probably useless, and a fierce battle was inevitable.

Seeing that Mo Lin had stopped moving, the woman hurriedly reached out to grab the corner of his robe. Just as her slender hand was about to touch the corner of his robe, the young man suddenly moved.

He gripped the long stick tightly and drew back, the latter half of the stick sweeping the woman away with the momentum.

Mo Lin was suddenly startled. "What is that?"

He turned his head and could only see a white shadow disappear into the grass.

……

"There are even earthbound spirits in this forest."

The young man shook his head, feeling as if he had forgotten something, and soon he had no time to think about what was behind him.

Mo Lin took a step back, gathering all his strength, like a cheetah poised to pounce, his lean waist taut and curvaceous.

Almost instantly, both sides in the standoff moved.

The black staff swept across the air, leaving a golden arc of light. Wherever it went, the sword energy carried a murderous aura, upright and unyielding. It easily grazed the wolf's open, sharp teeth, tore open its wide mouth, and then went forward without hesitation, cutting off half of the wolf's brain as easily as slicing a potato.

Wolves are social animals that cooperate with each other; if one dies, the rest will tear it apart from all sides.

But this has never been a problem for the eldest disciple among the hundredth generation of the Supreme Sect.

He easily killed all the monsters, ranging from the fifth to the seventh level of intelligence, using only his sword and staff.

In the silent forest, the howls of wolves, the gusts of wind from swords and staffs sweeping through the air, and the sounds of sword energy tearing through flesh and blood were incessant.

In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, only the wolf king, who had just reached the Core Formation stage, remained.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

The wolf king roared and activated its beastly talent, and the phantom containing immense demonic power and the moonlight overhead arrived as expected.

The demonic power sliced ​​through the trees on all sides, like a gaping wolf's jaws; the earth and wood beneath surged, and the demonic power above fell like a tree overturning.

Mo Lin remained calm. He was at the mid-stage of the Cloud Ascension Realm, while this demonic beast was equivalent to the early-stage Cloud Ascension Realm in humans. He could still handle it.

The long staff struck the ground with a light but firm touch. Mo Lin took one step and struck the ground with each step. After seven steps, several phantom fangs suddenly burst forth from the churning earth, like the jaws of a wolf.

The Seven Star Steps connected instantly, like stars falling into the earth, bursting forth with a huge golden spiritual energy wave that severed all the fangs and buried them underground.

The long staff flew out of his hand like an arrow piercing through the clouds, piercing the upper palate of the phantom.

"Be careful, Master!" a woman's voice cried out, and then a figure as pure as a lotus in water stood behind Mo Lin.

The enormous, hungry wolf had somehow circled behind the young man, its sharp claws aimed straight for his back.

"Shut up." The young man's voice steadily reached Shao Fei's ears.

The woman's eyes widened, and then she saw that, without her noticing, a golden sword aura burst forth from the plowed earth in front of her, shooting upwards and piercing through the heart of the hungry wolf.

The foul-smelling blood splattered all over Shao Fei's head and face.

The woman was completely stunned.

Mo Lin reached out and caught the sword and staff that fell from the sky, then stepped forward.

The place reeks of blood and will attract even more bloodthirsty monsters, so it's definitely not a place to stay.

"If you are weak, don't overestimate your abilities and try to shield others from disaster."

You can doubt the emotional intelligence of the disciples of the Supreme Sect, but you cannot doubt their strength.

The young man did not turn back, secretly pleased.

This is a line spoken by the senior disciple in the storybook after the woman saved him from disaster.

It wasn't until that one sentence that Mo Lin realized that what the book said was very true.

When a weak person shields a strong person from harm, it may be out of kindness, but it also means that the strong person, who could have handled the situation on their own, will pay a greater price than if they had suffered a minor injury themselves.

It's not worth it for either the person blocking the way or the person being blocked.

In the original storyline, Shao Fei was rescued by Mo Lin from the moment she fell in front of him. She even took a blow from an evil cultivator for him and was injured before Mo Lin took her back to the sect to heal.

But now, Shao Fei has been unable to withstand any harm, and naturally has no debt to repay.

"You'd better run, or there will be even more monsters here."

After saying this, Mo Lin disappeared completely into the dense forest.

The illusion within the consciousness has now ended.

Lin Du stroked his chin. "As expected of the eldest grand-nephew."

Monsters are divided into five realms: Enlightenment, Core Formation, Manifestation, Nature Conquest, and Deity Transformation, with each realm having seven stages.

Mo Lin killed thirteen wolves without a scratch. Although these wolves were not as powerful as him, the wolf pack was a fierce race that could wear down a higher-level wolf with a lower-level wolf.

[Please keep up the good work, host.]

Unbeknownst to Lin Du, Mo Lin, who had just displayed the demeanor of a master, suddenly reappeared at the crime scene, took out a sharp short dagger, and muttered to himself as he skinned and gutted the wolf to extract its fangs.

"Thank goodness no one tried to take advantage of the situation; otherwise, the wolf pelt wouldn't have fetched a good price."