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

Lin Du has always felt that she is a contradictory person. She seems to do whatever she wants and be content with whatever comes her way, but in reality, she can give up on herself, but she cannot tolerate others saying that she is no good.

I lay flat, but not completely flat, and then did sit-ups repeatedly, which made me even more tired.

One may not want to, but one cannot do it.

Aside from her parents and relatives, there's nothing Lin Du can't do or anyone she can't win over if she sets her mind to it.

Yan Ye saw that the disciple who always cultivated in his cave after dinner had sat back down opposite him.

"What's wrong?"

"Master, you learned swordsmanship for self-defense as a formation master. So, how should I, your disciple, fill this gap in my knowledge?"

This was the first time Lin Du had asked to learn on his own.

Yan Ye found it strange, so strange that he even thought the sun should be shining in the sky at this moment.

Although Lin Du had been under his tutelage for less than a year, he dared to say that he understood him fairly well.

This person is very similar to me in temperament, with a playful attitude towards life. Although he has an ice spirit root, he is not cold at all, but rather very easygoing.

Yan Ye was eager to know what kind of deity could inspire a person who was content with their lot to strive for success.

He thought about it and asked the same question.

Lin Du replied with one sentence: "One cannot say that one is incapable."

Yan Ye thought to himself, "What kind of lousy answer is that? Why do you think I let you seduce Luo Ze every day?"

Why else? To strengthen the lungs and improve physical health.

Lin Du no longer wanted to wear his usual lazy smile; he just sat alone and dejectedly on the ice.

"Lin Du, your Ice-Breaking Palm is now so powerful that probably no one below the Cloud-Soaring Realm can withstand it."

Yan Ye chuckled softly and couldn't help but reach out and pat his unusually dejected little apprentice's head.

"Your body isn't suited for strenuous exercise. You can't practice with heavy weapons like swords. As for the fancy magic techniques, it's not that you can't practice, but you have to follow those fancy postures, so you..."

Yan Ye paused for a moment, then said, "One move is enough."

"However, you can't stop practicing physical skills. You can always practice them when you're better. It's never too late."

He suddenly had an idea. "If you really need something for self-defense, how about you ask Jiang Liang for some poison powder?"

Lin Du rolled his eyes and got up to leave.

Yan Ye suddenly called out to her, "Actually, it's not that there's no coincidence."

Setting up a formation takes time, but there is a type of formation that is lethal even when it is being set up.

Lin Du paused in his steps.

"But are your hands nimble enough?"

The young man's voice was mocking and dismissive. If Lin Du hadn't been a child here, she would have really felt that something was off about what he said.

Lin Du turned around expressionlessly. "How about I perform a flower-hand gesture for Master?"

Yan Ye was stunned. "Flower hands? What flower hands?"

Lin Du stretched out a pair of slender hands. This body was clearly thirteen years old, but the bones were exceptionally well-formed, just like in her previous life, with distinct joints and slender, bamboo-like bones.

Those were hands that were meant to be preserved in formalin for public viewing or to be displayed as specimens after being decomposed into bones.

Then, the palms of the hands were crossed, the ten fingers looked somewhat relaxed, and then they began to shake them wildly.

Yan Ye: ...

He said something strange had possessed his little apprentice, and that something was wrong with him today!

Lin Du didn't forget to ask, "Is it fast enough? If not, I can go even faster."

Yan Ye covered his forehead.

Lin Du stopped; the older ones can't outdo the younger ones in flirting.

She solemnly stretched out her hands side by side in front of her, clenched them into fists, then blew on them. Her ten fingers obediently unfolded one by one from one side, and then returned to their original positions, behaving remarkably well.

It is indeed quite flexible.

Yan Ye then withdrew his hand, which was meant to eliminate demons and uphold justice. "Give me some time, and I'll have someone forge a magical artifact for you."

Lin Du thanked him obediently, showing no trace of his earlier deliberate mischief.

Yan Ye was somewhat helpless. This was his first time accepting a disciple, and he had little experience. He also didn't know if other disciples were as troublesome as Lin Du.

As Lin Du turned to leave, Yan Ye suddenly asked again, "Who said you were weak and incompetent?"

"No." Lin Du didn't turn around, his voice as soft as falling snowflakes, "I just don't want to be powerless when it really comes to that."

Array masters are not even as fragile as mages in games. They spend a lot of time and effort to set up arrays or to create artifacts. It is always a preparation in the early stages and is by no means a suitable profession for combat or making a living in the wild.

This has been the case for thousands of years, but Yan Ye doesn't believe in that superstition.

Now Lin Du doesn't believe in this superstition anymore.

The first one she chose from the ten ancient remnant formations was a killing formation.

After being sealed away for a long time, the sect's treasure pavilion has finally seen the light of day again.

The reason it's difficult to open is because there are a total of twenty-one formations, and each formation has a different way of being activated. However, the greatest treasure is hidden inside the treasure pavilion.

When Lin Du heard Feng Chao complaining, he thought of the sect's most precious treasure that the Demon Lord had stolen.

……

What kind of sect treasure could be stolen from a medicine storeroom? That's hardly a sect treasure at all.

Is this treasure pavilion's twenty-one formations just for show?

Lin Du glanced at them. She could guess the general structure of the first eleven formations, but she couldn't sense the last ten at all.

How exactly did the Supreme Sect fall from grace in the story?

Oh, all the humans were wiped out by the demons, and only a few powerful beings remained, one of whom sacrificed himself to the Heavenly Dao.

Lin Du silently complained about the plot, thinking that this family would fall apart sooner or later without him.

"We've arrived," Feng Chao suddenly said.

The four boys looked up at the nine-story tower in front of them.

It was undoubtedly a pagoda, its body constructed of glazed tiles, the glazed bricks carved with various runes, flowers, birds, beasts, fish, and insects, shimmering and shining brilliantly in the late autumn sunlight.

Standing beneath it, one feels an immense, overwhelming spiritual force pressing down on them, making them afraid to look directly at it. If one stays there for a long time, one can even see golden dragons, phoenixes, and fierce tigers moving across the glazed tiles.

Beneath the green mountains, one realizes the difference between man and nature; before the pagoda, one realizes the distance between man and immortals.

"You may go in, I will not. This pagoda contains spiritual treasures collected by our sect's disciples from various places over the generations. Since they were of no use to us, we donated them to the sect to be passed down to future generations. This is the foundation of our great sect."

"This pagoda has been set up with restrictions. Each of you can only choose one item. Once inside, close your eyes and sense the treasure. The treasure will choose its master."

In the cultivation world, tools can be categorized from inferior to superior as magical artifacts, spiritual artifacts, magical treasures, and spiritual treasures, each further divided into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow.

The rarest of these are ancient spiritual treasures, as well as legendary immortal artifacts left behind in the upper realm, which are mostly dusty remnants in the lower realm.

According to Feng Chao, those qualified to enter the sect's treasure pavilion are at least the highest-grade spiritual treasures.

The Supreme Sect is truly wealthy.