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

Lin Du felt that pretending to be blind had some advantages. For example, right now, when a bunch of people came up to congratulate him, he could pretend to be an innocent blind man and face countless probing eyes.

She was wondering if she should cover herself with another gauze when a familiar voice rang in her ears, "Congratulations, the champion of Zhongzhou Youth."

Lin Du: ...The street hustlers of Dongming Realm really never miss a chance.

She took out a piece of gauze, covered her eyes again, and pretended to be blind without saying a word.

"It's such a waste that you've turned gray and blinded at such a young age because of cultivation. Do you want me to teach you a lesson?"

Lin Du listened to Wei Zhi's rambling and finally responded, "Long time no see, Master Wei Zhi, are you short of people to talk to?"

"Indeed, after all, I just returned from the extreme cold." Wei Zhi wasn't annoyed. "Snow Spirit's inner core? When did you go to the extreme cold?"

"In my past life," Lin Du blurted out.

Danger: ...

"I'm telling you the truth."

"I'm telling the truth," Lin Du said innocently.

Wei Zhi sighed and stopped beating around the bush. "You probably haven't digested the core of the Snow Essence Pill yet, right? Do you know why directly refining the inner core of a powerful demon is risky?"

"I certainly don't have as much experience as you." After saying that, Lin Du was surprised by her own impolite attitude towards Wei Zhi, which was not something she had in terms of emotional intelligence.

She must have been influenced by a spirit, otherwise why would she be so rude to him now that she knows the danger is no longer a crisis?

"Don't forget, all spirits and monsters born of the heavens and earth are favored by the heavens and are extremely difficult to kill."

"Including true dragons, right?"

"Yes, including the True Dragon." Wei Zhi's voice was calm. "The final core of the Snow Essence Pill is also the true origin of the Snow Spirit. Once refined, all the spiritual essence within her, including the application of the Heavenly Dao rules, will belong to you. But if you make a mistake in refining it..."

"You will be completely devoured and assimilated by the Snow Spirit. You look almost exactly like the Snow Spirit now."

Beneath the white veil, Lin Du's eyes flickered slightly.

So, Wei Zhi's dragon scales are being assimilated because he can't suppress them anymore?

"Therefore, I do not recommend that you devour the Snow Spirit's final core if you are not confident in your ability to do so."

After Wei Zhi finished speaking, he waited for Lin Du's response.

It's rare for him to be so kind; he's at least a semi-teacher, shouldn't this kid learn something from that?

Lin Du's voice came softly, "Thank you."

Feeling bored, Wei Zhi decisively cut off the telepathic communication and turned to leave.

He should just go and bury himself in the snow.

Lin Du breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Feng Yi had already claimed the reward and handed it to Mo Lin.

The hundredth generation disciple of the Supreme Sect will soon welcome its first fourth-rank expert.

In the Dongming Realm, cultivators at the fourth level, the Huiyang Realm, are the backbone of sects, while those at the fifth level can already become powerful figures who can protect the sect. Those at the sixth level are extremely rare, and those at the seventh level can be counted on one hand.

Mo Lin held the Boundless Dragon Bamboo, looked at his junior uncle, and was speechless for a moment.

Over the years, everyone on the Central Continent has been spreading rumors that his spiritual bones have been destroyed, his genius has been extinguished, and that his future advancement will be fraught with difficulties. The Supreme Sect, along with himself, has adopted a tacit attitude in order to confirm this matter.

Now that he has the Boundless Dragon Bamboo in his hands, he has been nurturing it for a full ten years, remaining stagnant at the Great Perfection realm for ten years, all for this moment.

It was impossible for him not to be excited, but that was precisely why he felt even more guilty towards his junior uncle.

He forced his way out of seclusion, his hair turned completely white, and he even had eye problems, yet he still insisted on competing. He is simply... the most touching person in the top ten in Zhongzhou.

Even through the gauze, Lin Du could sense the emotions brewing within her eldest nephew. She spoke up to stop his thoughts, "Hurry back to find your Uncle Jiang Liang. After taking the medicine, go into seclusion to advance your cultivation level as soon as possible. Your junior uncle believes in you. After you come out of seclusion, work hard in the fields. Our Supreme Sect's land cannot be left to waste. It would be best to catch this year's autumn harvest."

Mo Lin suppressed his emotions and said, "I'll do my best."

From what Junior Uncle is saying, it seems she's not coming back for the Autumn Harvest.

After a six-month seclusion, I emerged just in time for the autumn harvest. The Supreme Sect has so many acres of fine spiritual fields... What a worry!

Feng Yi looked at Lin Du, hesitant to speak, wanting to reprimand him but unable to utter a word, and finally let out a sigh.

Sad.

You can't say Lin Du was wrong in this matter, but it's precisely because he wasn't wrong that it's even more worrying.

After a long while, she wanted to reach out and pat Lin Du's head, but when she raised her hand, she realized that Lin Du was already taller than her, so she could only pat his shoulder instead. "To help others, you must first help yourself."

Lin Du lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, "Who says I'm not saving myself?"

Over the years, they have emptied the sect's treasury quite a bit. Lin Du has been receiving a constant supply of medicinal soup every day, all made from spirit stones and rare and precious materials collected by his predecessors.

Lin Du, who was in charge of the inner treasury, could see clearly that among these contributions were those of Mo Lin, Feng Yi, and even Hou Cang.

She knew perfectly well what she was doing.

As dusk fell, the young man's white hair was edged with gold, and Lin Du's voice still clearly reached the ears of those nearby amidst the clamor.

"I'm just here to get first place and fulfill my bet with my master. As for the reward, that's just a bonus."

"After all, my master wants me to become the second miracle in the world, and this is only the first step."

He won first place in the Central Plains Grand Competition at the age of twenty-five. The next step is... to become the leader of the array formations.

Lin Du smiled and said, "The master-disciple relationship is passed down, and I dare not let my master down."

Feng Yi realized that it was all Yan Ye's fault for corrupting him.

Sure enough, that person was almost completely incompetent at teaching children.

All five members of the Supreme Sect are qualified to enter the Lost Mansion Grotto-heaven, which is an even greater opportunity than material rewards.

Once the qualified cultivators have gathered, they will be teleported into the area by the powerful being in charge.

Lin Du stood in the line with his group of junior disciples, then turned to look at Sheng Yan, who was standing alone.

She extended a friendly invitation, "Want to come together?"

Sheng Yan glanced at the group of people, nodded, and walked over.

Although we will probably part ways after entering the Lost Mansion, it would be good to get to know these top geniuses of Central Continent and make connections.

Lin Du even booked a table of food and drinks for them.

Yan Qing, who came from a prominent family, glanced at the banquet and transmitted his voice to Lin Du, saying, "I've met almost all the members of the Jiang family, but I've never heard of this person."

"They're so much older than you, a generation apart, it's normal that you haven't met them before."

Lin Du paused for a moment, then added, "Besides, who doesn't have secrets?"

Yan Qing seemed to be deep in thought, but the Jiang family could not allow a bloodline capable of cultivating the Candle Dragon Blade Technique to be scattered outside, or even to enter a third-rate culinary sect.

Ni Jinxuan gazed at the lavish feast, her eyes accidentally meeting hers. She simply smiled at her, "Fellow Daoist, your knife skills are impressive! You culinary cultivators are truly skilled in so many things!"

To be able to push Junior Uncle to that extent, one must be an extremely powerful person.

Sheng Yan smiled and accepted the gesture of goodwill, only to hear the next sentence, "I'm so envious of your sect; you must have so much delicious food every meal!"

Sheng Yan glanced at the little girl again, then looked at the red-clad youth nodding behind her.

Are the geniuses of your Supreme Sect all focusing on the wrong things?

Most people look down on those who cultivate through cooking. Many major sects and high-level cultivators regard food as an obstacle to cultivation. How come this Supreme Sect is different from others?