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

The Lost Mansion Grotto-Heaven is a place of opportunity that countless cultivators in the Central Plains dream of.

The team champions and the top three individual competitors of the Central Plains Grand Competition will have the opportunity to enter the competition. This year, there are a total of nine people, more than half of whom are from the Supreme Sect.

Yuan Ye and Jin Xuan were asking Sheng Yan about his specialty dishes when the powerful figure combined the three tokens and opened the restrictions on the Lost Mansion Cave.

Everyone quickly composed themselves and stepped inside.

"Wow, so many flowers!" someone exclaimed.

Lin Du's eyes narrowed. A flower?

Yan Qing, standing nearby, also expressed her confusion, "What flowers? All I see are pavilions, bookshelves, and weapon-refining shops!"

Ni Jinxuan asked in confusion, "What I see in front of me are lots of flowers, plants, mountains and rivers."

Summer didn't need Lin Du to ask before she spoke up, "Mine is a medicinal herb field and exotic flowers and vines, it looks like a mixed bag."

"Hiss, why am I a high wall and iron tower?" Yuan Ye fell into deep thought. What he saw before him even had the feeling of dark clouds pressing down on the city and threatening to destroy it, except that he was outside the city wall.

"It's the Illusionary Mind Array. The appearance of the Lost Palace Cave Heaven that you imagine is what you see," Lin Du said.

"But I didn't even think about it," Yuan Ye said, puzzled.

"Subconscious expectations don't even need to be consciously thought about," Sheng Yan said.

Ni Jinxuan couldn't help but ask curiously, "Junior Uncle, what did you see?"

Those around him all looked at Lin Du, their gazes falling on the gauze covering him, and they all fell into deep thought.

How can we tell? How much can we see with divine sense?

Lin Du paused, carefully choosing his words, "Martyrs' Cemetery".

Yuan Ye asked in confusion, "Huh?"

"Hmm." Lin Du looked at the undulating, shadowy tombstones in front of him through the white veil, and felt that he was probably here to pay respects to his predecessors today.

This illusion array can only be seen as a hazy ball of energy with divine sense.

"Fellow Daoist Sheng, what did you see?" Lin Du turned towards the direction of the banquet.

After a moment's hesitation, Sheng Yan uttered two words: "Ingredients."

The group of monks didn't understand the two men at all, but chose to respect them.

An older cultivator cupped his hands in greeting, "I'll take my leave now."

Different people provide guidance in different directions.

Led by this one person, the nine people left one by one, each with their own destiny, their paths diverging.

Soon, the cultivators' figures disappeared from Lin Du's sight.

After everyone left, Lin Du raised his hand and took off the white veil. His gray pupils, which had been affected by the Snow Essence Pill, had become much darker, but they were still more hazy than before.

She looked up and saw hundreds of solemn tombstones before her. After hesitating for a moment, she took out a pot of wine and said, "I apologize for disturbing you seniors. I am Lin Du, the ninety-ninth generation disciple of the Supreme Sect, and I have come to seek your guidance."

As soon as Lin Du finished speaking, a faint whooshing sound was heard.

Her hand holding the wine jug paused. What was that noise? A dog?

shhhhhh...

Lin Du was now certain that it wasn't a problem with both her eyesight and hearing; there was indeed movement.

"What wine? What wine! There's wine! There's wine!"

"It's the Drunken Jade Mountain of the Supreme Sect!"

"Drunken Jade Mountain!"

"Supreme Sect! Hey Qianmo, you kids from the Supreme Sect!"

"This doll is so young! It must be the youngest doll we've ever seen!"

"Ah, this is the taste!"

"Good wine, good wine, slurp slurp..."

"This is a good man...this young man is reliable! Old Li, you come here!"

"Old Li got hired by that cook! Never mind him!"

A series of rustling sounds arose. Lin Du remained silent for a moment, then tentatively called out, "Seniors...?"

"Hey, kid, move in, move in, fifty steps to the southeast."

"Don't listen to him! Walk a hundred steps northeast! Come here!"

Lin Du began to suspect that something strange had infiltrated this ancient cave, otherwise why would he hear the voices of this group of drunkards?

"Seniors, aren't you all burdened with regrets? This wine..."

"Just smelling it is fine, and besides, you can absorb spiritual energy!"

"The little one is so sensible and knows how to behave. Everyone else is treated with utmost respect, passing the test before being allowed to inherit the craft. Why did you take the wine first?"

"Little one, bring me the wine, and we can discuss the inheritance."

Upon hearing this, Lin Du raised his hand and mobilized his spiritual power, striking the bottle with one hand. The clear wine, mixed with the aroma of honey, turned into a water ball and was sent into the air. Driven by his spiritual power, the water ball created a light drizzle in the air.

The rustling sounds fell silent for a moment, the wine in the air momentarily suspended in mid-air, and among countless glistening droplets, the green-robed cultivator stood alone, facing a row of exquisite tombstones.

A traveler in a green robe amidst the misty rain, seems like an old friend has come.

The monk in the green robe put away the wine pot. "I apologize for disturbing you seniors. This is just a pot of wine, nothing more."

After a long silence, someone sighed softly, "She really knows how to get along with people; she doesn't offend anyone."

The droplets of liquor in the air disappeared one by one, and someone smacked their lips, "Not enough!"

"That's enough. You're getting a good deal and now you're acting innocent. Hurry up and teach us something real."

"I'll go first!"

"I'll go first!"

"I'm the closest!"

"I have an ice-elemental root!"

"I am her ancestor!"

Lin Du: ...She entered the Lost Mansion Cave Heaven, right? It's not some strange space, is it? Does this make sense?

Within his consciousness, dozens of clusters of spiritual energy tangled and collided, the cacophony constantly filling Lin Du's ears.

"Alright, alright, that's settled then." Someone said this last thing, and before Lin Du could react, he heard a steady voice.

"Little one, come and play a game of chess with us."

Lin Du stepped forward, and in an instant, the rows of tombstones disappeared, transforming into a giant chessboard. Lin Du was in the center, surrounded by huge black and white chess pieces, with a black chessboard of crisscrossing lines beneath his feet, and endless, pitch-black chaos above.

She was not in a hurry. Standing in the middle of the chessboard, she poured out her divine sense and incorporated the endgame into the chessboard.

"These chess pieces are black and white, just like the two lines of Yin and Yang, representing the forces that wax and wane in the universe. The center of the chessboard is Taiji, and it is divided into eight areas around it, representing the Eight Trigrams. You are currently at the Taiji point, which is called Tianyuan."

The steady voice continued, "Child, do you know how to play chess?"

"I have a basic understanding of the game and have memorized some chess scores," Lin Du replied.

In reality, she kept losing to Feng Yi, so she read all the chess scores in the library.

"Man follows the Earth, the Earth follows Heaven, Heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows Nature." Another voice rang out, "You've heard these words before, but do you truly understand them?"

"He who does not plan for the whole cannot plan for a part; he who does not plan for eternity cannot plan for the present." Another light female voice rang out.

"Little one, watch closely!" a voice boomed.

Lin Du concentrated, and suddenly there were no pieces on the chessboard. Then, in the next instant, the first piece was placed.

She was so engrossed in watching that she was completely unaware of what was happening outside.

After the cultivators entered the Lost Mansion Cave Heaven, although the outside world could not see the situation inside, there was a square platform with an octagonal shape on the way there, and now it was lit up with starlight.

Each dim soul bead represents a lingering regret left behind by someone from the past.

When the Soul Bead lights up, it means that the lingering resentment has been activated and is being passed on to future generations.

At this moment, dozens of soul beads shone brightly, and the cultivators guarding this place unexpectedly stood up.

"Only nine people went in? How is that possible?"

These powerful beings' lingering remnants have always chosen only one person as their successor. Even the former number one in talent only had one person accept two inheritances.