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

Who is Lin Du?

"Which family owns Lin Du?"

"Of the three sects and six schools in Zhongzhou, which one did Lin Du follow? How did he suddenly appear out of nowhere?"

"Oh, the Supreme Sect, then it's alright."

Within the Supreme Sect, those who fail to make it onto the Azure Cloud Ranking will be laughed at for a hundred years, while those who fail to make it onto the Soaring Cloud Ranking will be laughed at for a thousand years.

When summer came, the two new disciples who had just entered the Foundation Establishment stage also climbed up to the bottom of the Azure Cloud Ranking. When the maple leaves turned red, Ni Jinxuan also entered the ranking. Although their rankings were not very high, there was always a long time to come and things could change.

While talent may be superior, hard work can certainly help one catch up.

The Supreme Sect never fails to reward geniuses, for geniuses are also ordinary people.

Lin Du, who was on the minds of many, was currently in his usual spot by the window in the sect's library. A large sheet of Xuan paper was spread out in front of him, covered with a dense collection of numbers and scribbles written in delicate, elegant calligraphy. Many scraps of paper were also scattered on the ground, but the person sitting there made no attempt to pick them up.

The fine wolf-hair brush was roughly pressed onto the Xuan paper, making the characters appear increasingly impatient and rough. Then, with a snap, the brush broke in half.

The boy slammed the broken piece of pen he was holding down hard. "Finally, his dad figured it out."

She suddenly stood up, picked up the thin paper that was already stained with ink, and strode out of the library. The paper that had been left unattended on the table was swept to the ground by the wind.

Lin Du had no time to pay attention. He flashed and arrived in front of Yan Ye at top speed, slapping the paper onto the ice. The paper shattered as soon as it hit Luo Ze.

"I told you, this is how the problem should be solved. If you insist on placing lapis lazuli and flint in the Qian and Xun positions, the calculated energy won't form a circle at all; it should be a curved formation. You're trying to make me calculate a circular formation? Circular my foot! No matter how you calculate it, it shouldn't be arranged in a circle!"

She roared in frustration, standing in front of the white-haired youth, "You deliberately misled me?"

"Yes, I lied to you." Yan Ye used his divine sense to scan the array arrangement and the weight of the items that should be placed in each position. He leisurely raised his hand, and the frozen paper was held between his slender fingers with an exceptionally elegant movement.

"I just wanted to see if you had the ability to question authority, and clearly, you passed the test."

The man changed the subject, "However, you actually spent a whole day on it, that's a bit long. You must have been distracted."

As he spoke, he gently moved the two fingers holding the paper, and a piece of ice broke off beneath Lin Du's feet, causing the heavy object to fall into the water with a splash.

Through the sound of water, he heard a "Holy crap... thud thud".

A smug smile appeared on the young man's face. "If you can't calm your mind, go downstairs and calm down."

Half an hour later, Lin Du released his strength and let the rapids carry him into the still water. He smashed the ice with his fist and climbed out.

She dried her clothes, swallowed her words of betrayal and treason, and slumped onto the ice.

Since he reached the Foundation Establishment stage, Yan Ye gave him a book on basic formations and forty-nine basic formations. He didn't have high requirements; he just needed to memorize them and be able to calculate them. If he couldn't calculate them, Yan Ye would teach him personally.

Lin Du smiled after receiving the book.

What a joke! After Lin Du chose science in high school, her math score, including bonus questions, never dropped below 180. She got A+ in both physics and chemistry. In university, she consistently scored over 90 in physics, chemistry, and biochemistry, the two notorious subjects for failing students. She never faltered when writing lab reports. How could she not understand this?

Oh, she really almost didn't understand.

As the saying goes, if you master math, physics, and chemistry, you can go anywhere in the world without fear, and this applies even to the cultivation world.

The so-called formation is based on the mutual generation and restraint of the five elements. By placing objects of different attributes and energies in different locations, an energy field is formed between them, and a certain special effect is achieved within the energy field.

Formations originate from nature, but can also be derived from nature and modified by human intervention.

There are forty-nine basic formations, which can be roughly divided into five types: square, circle, curved, straight, and sharp.

She spent two months figuring out the energy restraints of forty-nine different formations, from distance, weight, and the items used to form the formation, to the final formation itself, and then memorized it all.

Before she could even catch her breath, Yan Ye threw her a book on the Ten Ancient Formations of Qimen, but they were all incomplete, with only written records and no actual formations.

She calculated the first formation, but Yan Ye lied and said it was a circular formation. It was hilarious; he did have a round head.

Anyone who is halfway through an experiment and suddenly realizes that the experimental method their supervisor gave them is wrong would be devastated and want to curse.

Lin Du swallowed his anger, looked up at the sky, and said, "It's time to eat."

Yan Ye had no objection and let her go.

After everyone left, the young man carefully put away the paper, a hint of pride flashing in his unruly yet dazzling eyes.

"You little rascal, you're really something. It took me seven days back then."

When Lin Du appeared in the dining hall, almost everyone had already arrived.

As soon as she appeared, people started setting out bowls and serving rice.

"You're here so early today. What's up? Isn't it busy with the autumn harvest? Who cooked the meal?"

Although both harvesting and planting require magic, someone still needs to cast the spell.

When the real people get busy in the fall, they forget about these hungry little ones and rely entirely on Mo Lin and Lin Du to take turns cooking.

Lin Du believes that all her cooking tastes pretty much the same. She is from the South and mainly stir-fries, while Mo Lin was born in the North and mostly stews. Fortunately, neither of them is picky about food and they can show off anything.

"The sect leader cooked today."

Lin Du raised an eyebrow. "Senior Sister?"

She looked towards the kitchen. "Is today some special day? Did they even kill Shu Yan?"

Braised goose in an iron pot is only served on major holidays. What's going on today?

"The sect leader said that there is something important to announce in a little while."

Lin Du pondered for a while, then had a feeling something was wrong. He took an extra steamed bun for himself to calm his nerves later.

A moment later, Feng Chao came out carrying a pot of stewed Shu Yan and then announced something, "There's a small secret realm at the end of the year. The highest level that small world can hold is Qin Xinjing, so the four of you can go there."

Regardless of how many slots are allocated to each sect in the secret realm, the Supreme Sect never experiences any competition for slots because there are too few people, so everyone has to go.

"Junior Sister, you are in poor health. Why don't you ask Jiang Liang before making any plans?"

The elegant woman looked at the young man seated in the room. She knew that Lin Du was a practitioner of formations, but those who practiced formations usually had no power to protect themselves when they encountered danger and never participated in combat. They could only be most effective when they were in a team.

Lin Du, holding his chopsticks, said, "It's nothing."

"This is no small matter. Although this secret realm can only accommodate the highest spiritual power of the Great Perfection of the Qin Xin Realm, you..."

"There are still two months left," Lin Du said with a smile. "We're all noobs, it's just a bunch of noobs fighting each other."

Although she had been studying formations for the past six months, her body possessed extraordinary talent, and she still easily reached the late stage of the Qin Xin Realm.

"Actually, I can protect Junior Uncle!" Ni Jinxuan was the first to respond.

"Me too, me too."

Lin Du's eyelids twitched. Was he really that weak in the eyes of these children?

"Speaking of which, Jinxuan also successfully established her foundation a while ago. After a new disciple establishes their foundation, they can go to our Supreme Sect's Treasure Pavilion to retrieve a magic artifact. Opening the pavilion once is quite troublesome. Now, the four of you, come with me to the Treasure Pavilion tomorrow."

After Feng Chao finished speaking, he went over and patted Lin Du on the shoulder, "Having a defensive magic artifact will put my mind at ease."

Lin Du looked at the three pairs of eager and determined bright eyes opposite him and gasped. In their eyes, was he the kind of weak and helpless junior uncle?