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

Lin Du was always very careful when wrapping things up, putting invisibility talismans on everyone before heading forward.

"Um... Sister, did we forget someone?"

Lin Du looked at Cui Yujun innocently, "Who?"

Cui Yujun blurted out, "What a dog of a man."

Yan Qing's mind was shaken, her pupils dilated: ?

Xia Tianwu remained expressionless, except that her eyes were slightly wider than before: ?

Lin Du raised an eyebrow, his tone calm, "Oh, so what do you want to do?"

Cui Yujun inexplicably felt that Lin Du was acting strangely. She had her eyes downcast, as if she was thinking about something, and a deep smile was playing on her lips. For some reason, it made people feel like she was digging a pit for someone.

Lin Du had already finished calculating in her mind, then looked up and asked, "You really have absolutely no lingering feelings for that scoundrel?"

Cui Yujun was stunned for a moment, "That scoundrel is handsome, but... what he did was so outrageous, he ruined my daughter... even the snow... um."

She suddenly realized that Lin Du was speaking directly to her, and Xia Tianwu could hear him too.

Cui Yujun's eyes were filled with sincerity, and she was impressed by her own quick wit in spouting nonsense.

Lin Du couldn't help but chuckle, lowering his head and laughing silently.

As expected of an adult, although not necessarily intelligent, at least clear-headed, reading storybooks won't shake one's values.

Cui Yujun bit her lip again and whispered, "But none of this has happened yet."

Cui Yujun took a deep breath, her gaze hardening. "He is my fellow disciple. Just because he went for my sake, I cannot abandon him."

She had already gleaned from Yan Qing and Lin Du's conversation that the bottom of the cliff was dangerous, with a demonic beast of a higher level than them, and that the beast had been provoked, with Wu Xi being the closest to it.

Cui Yujun said seriously, "I didn't mean to ask my sister for help. I will do my own things! I would never do anything like moral blackmail!"

The tides of fate can fool everyone, but those caught in them can only go with the flow.

If you want to row against the current, you also need to see if the boat is willing to carry people.

Lin Du wasn't originally part of the story, and Cui Yujun knew she shouldn't have dragged her into it.

But when you've been alone in a foreign land for a long time, you're always so overjoyed to see people from your hometown that you lose your composure.

Lin Du nodded. "I understand. I am his creditor, and he certainly cannot die now."

A life-saving grace is greater than heaven. Wu Xi went to great lengths to save Cui Yujun, driven not only by uncertain feelings but also by a strong sense of morality and responsibility.

Most importantly... the money hasn't been paid off yet!

As she spoke, she estimated the time, "Yan Qing should take the things and rush back first; they're fresh, we can't delay."

Yan Qing nodded, somewhat regretfully. Although Cui Yujun's initial words were different from what he had imagined, and somewhat strange, her last sentence was upright and did not disgrace the orthodox path.

He nodded to Cui Yujun, then, with several talismans affixed to his back by Lin Du, he dashed away in a flash, leaving no trail of spiritual energy in the air.

Lin Du turned to Cui Yujun and said, "Let's go back and get them out."

Before rescuing her, let her change her clothes. Although she went down with her face covered, the situation was rushed, and there was miasma to conceal her, so Wu Xi probably wouldn't recognize her. But it's not certain if she goes back.

It would be better to change your clothes.

After swindling someone, they play the savior and make another quick buck—a lucrative deal.

Xia Tianwu watched as Lin Du took out an array plate, set up a barrier, changed his outer robe, and came out again. He hesitated, then asked, "You... is there any difference between changing and not changing?"

Lin Du's eyes widened as he pointed to the subtle patterns on the edge of the clothes. "The last one had a pine and bamboo pattern, this one has a sea and cliff pattern. The last one was turquoise, this one is azure."

Xia Tianwu: ...Forgive her poor eyesight, there's no difference.

Cui Yujun looked up at the sky. It seemed that she had gone blind at a young age, otherwise how could she not see the difference between Lin Du's appearance before and after the change of clothes?

Lin Du sighed, "Forget it, I won't talk to people who don't understand that there are many kinds of blue."

He was clearly a thin person, but when he turned and flew towards the edge of the cliff, he looked like a gray sparrow from the Wushang Sect that had been overfed in winter.

Cui Yujun asked in a low voice, "Is Fellow Daoist Lin angry?"

Xia Tian thought for a moment, "It's fake."

When Junior Uncle is truly angry, he never takes it out on anyone, at least not on her.

Lin Du was not angry; she was buying herself some time to confront the system alone.

"I have a way to expose that so-called system right now."

"But I need you to tell me clearly, what exactly is this system?"

She doesn't deny the existence of technology; perhaps in higher-dimensional worlds, systems truly exist. But having been in the Insightful Realm for so long, aside from the rules of Heaven, there are countless details that prove a system might be more than just a system.

Today, the use of Cui Yujun's system, coupled with her own ambiguous and persistent refusal to clarify "system," may prove one thing: these systems are not just systems found in modern novels.

Wei Zhi once said that the physical body is just a shell, while the soul is the most important thing.

If Cui Yujun's soul transmigrated, so too did she; the system bound her to her soul, not her physical body.

Isn't that system, in a way, something that exists like a divine soul?

"...What are you trying to do? Taking risky moves is not a good idea."

"Are you going to let it exist and harm people just to avoid exposing yourself? As long as the person behind this thing exists, Tianwu's matter will never be resolved."

Lin Du spoke quickly, "You know what I mean, hiding it will only hurt both of us."

There's no system involved; it's just something that humans, demons, monsters, ghosts—all sentient beings—have, just like you imagine.

Reluctantly, the system finally revealed the truth.

"Can you speak like a human being? In the language of Zhongzhou, you'd say spirit, right?"

What do you mean by "I'm not speaking human language"?

Lin Du had already experienced one free fall; the wind was extremely fierce, and her falling speed was also extremely fast.

"Of course it's... nonsense." A slight smile appeared on her face.

In a physical sense, it's nonsense.

Don't berate yourself.

"It doesn't matter, when I get ruthless, I'll even curse myself."

This time, without the Flying Rock Fox's interference, the little creatures were trembling with fear, clinging to the rock wall as if they didn't exist.

The immense pressure rendered all the surrounding creatures speechless.

Lin Du had excellent eyesight and spotted Wu Xi, who was still fighting the snake and gradually losing ground.

It's shiny and eye-catching, so it's understandable why the disciples of Guiyuan Sect wear this outfit everywhere they go; it makes them easy to spot.

"How can a spirit control another complete soul? Through parasitism?"

[...What's on Cui Yujun is parasitic. If she wanted to issue a mission, it would at least be similar to Yan Ye leaving behind a divine thought. But to completely control the soul, it would require even greater divine consciousness, or rather, soul power, which is roughly equivalent to parasitism.]

What exactly do you want to do?

Lin Du mobilized his spiritual power, and then a divine sense entered Cui Yujun's divine palace again, while a divine sense transmission entered Xia Tianwu's divine palace.

The two who almost missed Lin Du both froze for a moment.

"Xiaodu, withdraw your divine sense isolation. As for you, we'll settle accounts after this matter is over. You'll have time to prepare a reasonable explanation."

On one side of the cliff, the golden-white figure kept dodging, but he was already at his limit. His spiritual power was exhausted, his physical strength was depleted, and the pressure made the flow of spiritual power in his meridians increasingly sluggish. The sword energy he swung out was no longer as sharp as it had been at the beginning.

This snake, growing to the seventh level of the Core Formation stage at the bottom of the cliff where there was almost no spiritual energy or abnormal magnetic field, must have been waiting for the Black Frost Mystic Flower to mature so it could devour it and advance its own level. Since its meal was being snatched away, it naturally relentlessly pursued it.

A demon beast at the seventh level of the Core Formation stage has a strength roughly equivalent to the Great Perfection of the Cloud Transformation Realm.

Another attack came, and Wu Xi desperately raised her sword.

Just as the immense emerald green demonic power easily shattered the sword energy and was about to strike Wu Xi, an incomparably cold spiritual light descended from the sky.

Extreme cold swept across the entire bottom of the cliff. In an instant, the spiritual power of a mid-stage Cloud Soaring Realm cultivator erupted, carrying an unbearable frost that froze the demonic power in mid-air.

A nonchalant voice, the kind that makes you want to clutch your wallet tightly no matter when you hear it, rang out above his head: "Nephew Wizard, you're no good."

A figure in cyan held a gleaming, cold-looking Floating Life Fan, his eyes filled with mockery.

Wu Xi: ...Maybe he should just die first, he really doesn't have a single spirit stone left!