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

The group of six from the Supreme Sect planned to travel slowly, taking their time to explore the area.

Now, among the six, one is at the Radiant Sun Realm and five are at the Cloud Soaring Realm. This combination is not to be underestimated anywhere.

Traveling from north to south, they stopped at every city they encountered, and the journey was surprisingly uneventful, even more peaceful than the Great Zhou Dynasty in the mortal realm.

"Speaking of which, Yan Qing, why don't you take a detour home? Sifang City is just ahead."

Lin Du looked at the enormous city gate and asked a question.

Yan Qing's expression became somewhat unnatural upon hearing this. "Well... there's really no need for that."

Since joining the sect, Ni Jinxuan's blood ties have become even more distant. After sending their beloved daughter to the sect, Ni Jinxuan's parents went on a journey around. Ni Jinxuan couldn't find them no matter how hard she tried. They would only send letters and local specialties occasionally. These were strange and unusual, but they all had one thing in common: they were shiny and children liked them.

Lin Du glanced at Yan Qing. He came from a prestigious family, and judging from his actions and words, his living environment should be quite good, with nothing lacking. Why was he so afraid to go home?

"If you don't want to go back, then don't. You're familiar with Sifang City, let's eat our way through it."

Lin Du casually brushed the matter aside, took out his money, and prepared to enter the city. The next moment, the captain of the guards at the city gate shouted, "Isn't this Instructor Yan's son? When did he return? Oh, you don't need to pay, you don't need to pay."

Lin Du glanced at Yan Qing with suspicion.

Yan Qing already flashed his standard smile, "Uncle Jiang."

The five members of the Supreme Sect all stared at Yan Qing, their gazes conveying a very clear meaning.

"Uncle Jiang, this is a fellow disciple of my Supreme Sect."

Yan Qing began by explaining, "They brought me back to visit."

The captain of the guard glanced at the group of people with different airs beside him and chuckled. "Since they're your fellow disciples, there's no need to pay. We're all family. Come on in, come on in. Are you going back to see your parents?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the people standing behind him, put his arm around Yan Qing's shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "What are the benefits like being a disciple in the Supreme Sect? Have you become any kind of manager in the past ten years?"

Yan Qing's face stiffened. The captain of the guard team could tell from his expression, and sighed, "You're just too bookish. With so many disciples under one master, you need to know how to handle things..."

"Yan Qing," Lin Du's calm voice came through, "Why did it take so long?"

The captain looked in the direction of the voice and saw that it was an extremely young cultivator with his eyes covered by gauze, his white hair neatly tied up, his aura unpredictable, and his face showing no emotion.

Yan Qing immediately understood Lin Du's intention to rescue him. "I'm sorry, Uncle-Master, I ran into someone I know and chatted with them for a bit longer. I'm coming right now."

He turned and smiled as he thanked Uncle Jiang, and with Uncle Jiang's very understanding gaze, he managed to get away smoothly.

"Now that we've seen the elders at the city gate, we have no choice but to go back, right?" Lin Du asked.

Yan Qing sighed, "Mm."

He glanced at his junior uncle and said, "At that time, my father might be more enthusiastic towards you, so don't worry about what they say."

Lin Du nodded. "Don't worry."

Yan Qing was naturally relieved. Her junior uncle was a shrewd person; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to discern their local customs and traditions just by looking at the entrance.

"Let's have a meal before I visit your home," Lin Du said.

Mo Lin doesn't need to eat, but the other five people still need to eat.

Lin Du, in particular, rarely uses his brain, which makes him very prone to low blood sugar.

"These stir-fried prawns are really delicious." Lin Du exclaimed, just as he heard hearty laughter coming from the doorway of the private room.

Yan Qing's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly. "My father."

Then, a polite knock was made on the door of the private room. "Yan Wenjue, the instructor of Sifang City, heard that the elders and the True Man of the Supreme Sect have returned to their hometown with their son to visit relatives, so I have come to pay my respects."

Ni Jinxuan looked around at the people and asked, "Who's the real person?"

Lin Du sat up straight. "Mo Lin."

The fourth stage is refining the body into Qi, with Qi swirling around the body, thus becoming a True Person.

Mo Lin can indeed be called a true man by outsiders now.

"Where is the elder?" Yuan Ye frowned.

"Me?" Lin Du put down his chopsticks and called out, "Please."

Yuan Ye and Ni Jinxuan looked at their senior brother and junior uncle carefully. The logic was correct, but something just didn't feel right.

It's like a fellow student who used to work together, forging iron and chopping bamboo, eating heartily, and suddenly their seniority is elevated, and they act all high and mighty, which makes people feel awkward no matter how you look at them.

Yan Qing now regrets it deeply. He should have known better than to pass through Sifang City. He wouldn't have died from missing out on eating from one less city.

Yan Wenjue was a tall, slender man in a long robe. He had grown a long beard and was more refined than Yan Qing. He had a pair of wise and calm eyes and wore a scholar's cap. His cultivation level was also at the Great Perfection of the Cloud Ascension Realm.

He walked in, first offering a Daoist salute, then looked at the white-haired cultivator seated in the center, "This must be Master Lin of the Supreme Sect. I am grateful for your care. My son is naturally unruly and must have caused you some worry."

Lin Du stood up to return the greeting. The person next to him who was still eating snacks hurriedly swallowed what was in his mouth and also stood up, like a seedling being forced to grow. Although he didn't understand why he had to stand up, he just stood up first.

After exchanging pleasantries, Lin Du intentionally gave the Yan father and son some space to speak. "Our main purpose in passing through Sifang City on this trip is to reach the coastal region. We'll set off tomorrow. Let's go out and explore first. Yan Qing, why don't you go home and visit your family?"

Yan Wenjue insisted on paying the bill and even wanted to send someone to guide him, but Lin Du politely declined, and they then parted ways.

After watching the five people leave, Yan Wenjue turned around and asked, "What's wrong with you? You're in your own hometown, and you're not even going to treat us or pay the bill?"

"Didn't your father tell you that cultivation isn't about fighting and killing? It's about understanding human relationships and social interactions!"

Yan Qing nodded helplessly, "Yes, yes, it's just that our sect has few people, so it's not that complicated at all."

"So what if there are fewer people? It's easier to build relationships with fewer people. You're already in the family genealogy, the first person from our Yan family to enter the top sect. Keep up the good work, and one day you'll have your own page in the Yan family genealogy."

"Tell your father, what have you learned in the sect? Does your master value you? How much is your annual stipend? Is there still room for advancement?"

Yan Qing hesitated for a moment, not daring to mention that she also worked as a blacksmith in the sect. "I learn swordsmanship..."

"Since your master has made you do this, there's nothing we can do. If you're going to learn the sword, then learn the sword. We scholars shouldn't forget propriety and morality when we learn the sword."

Yan Qing could only nod repeatedly, "I understand."

"When you rise up from a disciple to a manager in the sect, that's when you'll have a proper status... I heard that someone from the Cui family next door has become the head clerk of the General Affairs Hall in the Guiyuan Sect..."

Yan Qing suddenly interrupted her father, her eyes resolute, "I'm also in charge of internal affairs within the sect!"

Yan Wenjue was very pleased, stroking his beard as he looked at his son, "Really? In what aspect?"

"Manage... the spirit fields, farm tools, warehouses, dining hall... and even house repairs!" Yan Qing said with increasing determination.

Yan Wenjue nodded repeatedly as he listened, "Does he wield such great power?"

"Yes!" Yan Qing answered decisively.

"As expected of my son, that's right. Only by entering the system of this sect and city can one have a secure job."

On the other side, the five members of the Supreme Sect were strolling around.

"Junior Uncle, I think the atmosphere in Sifang City is excellent. The people are simple, honest, and hospitable. The streets are well-organized, with no signs of extortion or chaos. The food is also cheap and delicious. Why does Yan Qing look so bitter and resentful?"

Ni Jinxuan was very puzzled. Sifang City was a stable and prosperous city in the cultivation world, on par with Dingjiu City.

Lin Du chose his words carefully, his tone deep, "Perhaps it's because Yan Qing didn't manage to secure a stable job."