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

Wu Xi used her fastest speed ever, and before she even landed on the ground, she urgently called out, "Senior Sister!"

Cui Yujun was stunned. "Why are you here? Didn't you say I wanted to leave quietly by myself?"

"Since you're leaving anyway, I think you should at least leave without any regrets," Lin Du said calmly. "Otherwise, you won't feel like this is a dream."

"Senior sister, I'm worried." Wu Xi stopped.

The air was thick with the crisp scent of frost and snow. Cui Yujun sniffed deeply, then asked, "I have a question for you. Before I saved you, did you like me even a little bit?"

Wu Xi was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, noticing the strange array patterns. Once the soul leaves the body, Cui Yujun will cease to exist in the world.

He hesitated for a long time, and just as he uttered the short word "yes," he was drowned out by the shouts from the woman in the wind.

"Actually, what I want to say is that I don't like you. I was forced to save you; it wasn't my own choice at all. You don't need to feel any burden."

Cui Yujun laughed loudly, her eyes, which were always bright and watery, now seemed to shatter like the moon reflected in a lake.

"Me? I'm not that love-struck. Go away, don't remember me."

"Also, don't get involved with anyone else before you forget me! Otherwise, I'll feel bad for that girl!"

She turned around and waved her hand, her soul completely leaving her body and being swept into the space by the north wind in the formation.

Lin Du promptly took over the body, withdrew his spiritual power, and ended the formation.

Wu Xi stared blankly at the lifeless corpse in Lin Du's arms. Lin Du lowered his eyes and, after a while, took out a coffin.

Made by Yuan Ye, everyone who uses it says it's great.

She carefully prepared the body for burial, then turned to look at the distraught young man standing there, and clicked her tongue softly.

Cui Yujun probably did have a moment of attraction, but it was only a tiny bit.

Wu Xi probably never realized this before.

He hesitated at least on that one sentence.

Lin Du and Wu Xi brushed past each other. "Nephew Wu, come with me. Senior Brother Pei Qin is waiting for you on the main peak."

Wu Xi looked at Lin Du. She stood there calmly, her face serene, her eyes cold and indifferent. When she glanced at him, there was pity in her eyes and sarcasm on her lips.

How can someone always be so calm and composed, without showing the slightest emotion?

"Two years from now, I'd better see you on the dueling stage. Otherwise, I'll think that the person Cui Yujun went to so much trouble to save is a mediocre talent."

After Lin Du finished speaking, he flew straight towards the main peak without waiting for Wu Xi to follow.

Cui Yujun had thought everything through, even her last two sentences: one was to help Wu Xi let go of her inner turmoil, and the other was to prevent other women from being harmed.

Lin Du looked up and saw the bright, full moon.

Cui Yujun was just an ordinary college student. If she hadn't come here, she might still be happily reading novels and following celebrities every day, only worrying about final exams at 8 am and what to eat for lunch.

The moon is always bright and clear, and even when it is covered by dark clouds, it does not change its original appearance.

If this isn't the white moonlight, then who is?

Wu Xi suddenly felt a strange emptiness in her heart, a bewildered, ironic, and disorienting sense of helplessness.

Lin Du explained the matter in a few words, concealing Cui Yujun's origins and whereabouts. He handed the coffin to Pei Qin and exchanged a few pleasantries with him before Wu Xi finally arrived.

When Pei Qin saw his troublesome disciple, he couldn't help but sigh. He and Ju Yuan were in the same boat. Their first disciple, whom everyone had high hopes for, had run into some problems. Unfortunately, Ju Yuan had gone into seclusion, and he didn't even have anyone to have a drink with.

He patted Wu Xi on the shoulder. "Come on, come back with me."

Sword cultivators are poor. With another worrying disciple, they can only afford to drink liquor that costs ten spirit stones a pot.

Feng Chao and Feng Yi were both inside the main hall. Lin Du hadn't left. "Are you waiting for me?"

She only hid for two or three days; surely Seventh Senior Sister wouldn't have waited for her in the main hall?

"I will be going into seclusion soon. Your seventh senior sister will act as the sect leader. As for you, you will continue to manage the internal treasury."

Lin Du understood; as the executive deputy, she still had to work diligently.

Lin Du's heart sank again when he learned that everyone was going into seclusion.

"No need to guess," Feng Chao said bluntly. "The transformation of humans into demons makes Cang Li and me suspect that the source of demonic energy in the Demon Realm has increased, and the Heavenly Dao is probably somewhat unstable. With the rise of demons and the decline of the Dao, there will inevitably be a war within three to five hundred years."

"We want to close the border in advance as a precaution."

Lin Du nodded upon hearing this, "Understood."

Feng Chao looked at her with surprise, "Just this one sentence, nothing else?"

She thought Lin Du would seize the opportunity to continue asking questions.

For example, what role does Wenfu play in all of this?

Lin Du took a step back with an air of seriousness. "The devil may be one foot tall, but the Tao is ten feet tall. I completely understand why Senior Sister wants to go into seclusion."

"Aren't you going to ask where the origin of the Demon Realm is?" Feng Chao was even more worried when she saw the child looking like he was ready to run away at any moment.

If a child is quiet, he must be up to no good.

Lin Du lowered his eyes. "What are you saying? I'm just in a hurry to go back and ask my master. Didn't he bury the Demon Lord in the ground?"

In the original storyline, the Demon Abyss that Jinxuan fell into was presumably the origin of the Demon Realm.

That place is where many low-level demons are born. Their instinct is to devour each other to gain power. If a person is constantly in that place, tearing at each other with the demons, and with the influence of the demonic energy, it would be difficult for them not to undergo a qualitative change.

As for the person who turned into a painted skin monster, Cang Li's words likely originated from Wen Fu's creation.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically mentioned that Wenfu was just as intelligent as himself and skilled in ingenious techniques.

And are the innate spiritual treasures possessed by these people just what those evil spirits from the Lanju Realm want? Perhaps the Demon Realm also wants to see these innate spiritual treasures destroyed, so that demonic energy can grow wildly and usher in a golden age of evil.

Wen Fu wanders alone among the demon realm and the remnants of Lanju, using evil and heretical paths as his weapon, aiming at innate spiritual objects, and pushing the Supreme Sect to fall from its divine throne. But what is his purpose?

Lin Du had already thought it through a lot in his mind, but his face showed no surprise. "If there's nothing else, I'll be going?"

"Hey, stop right there," Feng Yi called out to her. "Have you been slacking off on your studies these past few days?"

Lin Du, like a cat whose tail had been pulled, scurried away, shouting, "I didn't! I didn't! I promise tomorrow!"

Upon entering Luoze, Lin Du took a deep breath of the extremely cold air, swallowed his complicated thoughts, and first went to visit the elderly living alone.

Yan Ye felt a headache coming on from her sneaky look. "Hurry up and put it down."

Every time Lin Du shows that obedient smile, it's definitely not a good thing.

Lin Du read this meaning from his face and retorted, "It's not my business. My second senior brother sent me to find you."

Yan Ye stirred slightly upon hearing this. "Speak."

Lin Du then recounted what had happened in the past few days.

Yan Ye found it outrageous, "How come you always seem to get into trouble every time you go out?"

Lin Du blinked. "Maybe it's because I have a protagonist's aura. After all, everyone loves me, I'm incredibly talented, and I seem reliable, so if you entrust something to me, I'll definitely mess it up."

"Listen to yourself, is this even reasonable?" Yan Ye thought it was getting more and more outrageous as he listened, and finally reached out and flicked him on the forehead. "Go downstairs and wash your brain."

"Okay." Lin Du turned around and was about to jump. "Oh right, before I come out, you'd better think about how to fool me. Don't let me find out the flimsy part of your explanation."

Yan Ye: ...Are there really such rebellious disciples in the world?

The ice suddenly cracked beneath Lin Du's feet. Lin Du was prepared; he hovered in the air and gave Yan Ye a provocative smile, "This trick won't work on me."

She leaped into the water, as light and agile as a silver fish, deliberately splashing up a shower of tiny ice crystals that landed right in front of the white-haired immortal sitting cross-legged.

Yan Ye gritted his teeth. He should find a harpoon and spear this thing out!