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

Soon, the people of the Supreme Sect realized that what they were earning was not a highly profitable business, but rather compensation for their mental anguish.

Lin Du was the first to suffer.

She was the first to strike up a conversation with Yue Han. Yue Han seemed to have some strange fetish for chicks, and she knocked on Lin Du's door just as dawn broke.

Lin Du wasn't asleep. A superior spirit-gathering array had been set up above her, and the others were cultivating. But she needed to calm down and was currently working on a client-side version of the "Fourteen-Day Secret Realm Travel Guide" based on the rough map of the secret realm provided by the Feng'an Chamber of Commerce.

She thought it was Jinxuan, so she got up and opened the door, only to be met with a pair of bright, sparkling eyes.

"Zhen Liu! Good morning!"

Yue Han met Lin Du's eyes, which were still open, and was stunned for a moment.

Looking into those eyes, one could almost see the hazy sky after days of heavy snow, where the sun and moon were obscured and the view seemed endless.

"Your eyes..."

In the next instant, spiritual energy rose from Lin Du's fingertips, and the white veil obediently covered Lin Du's eyes.

This little thing was too dazzling; Lin Du urgently needed to cover himself.

"I'm sorry, I have an eye condition and cannot tolerate light."

Lin Du released his hand from the door. "The ship hasn't set sail yet. Young Master, you can cultivate in your room. If you haven't started fasting yet, someone will bring you spiritual food for three meals a day. Why did you come out?"

"Cultivation? I don't need to cultivate. Staying in my room is rather boring."

Lin Du smiled. It wasn't even dawn yet; this young master had gotten up way too early.

"In that case, young master, I will come to your home later to explain the precautions and travel routes."

Once Lin Du entered this young master's house, he realized what it meant to be a truly rich family's foolish son.

On the bed was a nest of feathers made of some unknown material, but with an extremely strong spiritual aura. All the furnishings had been completely renewed and were radiant. As soon as she entered, the sweltering heat made her usually unwavering smile freeze for a moment.

Lin Du sighed, folded the gauze into three layers, and covered it again.

She would rather be blind than just be afraid of light.

If she stays in this room for a while, she'll probably burst into tears—because of the stab wound.

The last time I was moved to tears by the light was when the dragon gave me a deposit.

"Zhen Liu, would you like some fruit? It's delicious!" Yue Han sat down at the table and pushed the plate of spiritual fruits in front of Lin Du.

Lin Du scanned the various fruits on the table with his divine sense, and found that they could basically form a recipe for feeding a peacock. This silly son of his practically had "I am a demon" written all over his face.

She said meaningfully, "These are not spiritual fruits found in the Central Plains."

Unaware of anything amiss, Yue Han blinked and asked, "Haven't you tried it before? You should try it! It's delicious."

Lin Du suddenly felt that even Jin Xuan, who was usually naive and innocent, seemed smarter after Yue Han appeared.

She stopped sighing, realizing she'd had enough of being a mother hen.

"May I ask, young master, where did you put the things sent from the main room?"

"Huh? What is it?" Yue Han blinked.

"Items from the Upper Cold Moon Secret Realm require special masks; otherwise, one is prone to contracting diseases and damaging their lungs while breathing. The Upper House will provide protective mask artifacts to reduce the probability of getting sick."

This was the bloody price paid by those who came before. Without exception, all of the first group of people who entered the Cold Moon Secret Realm developed lung diseases, and only a small fraction of them survived.

The road from the unknown to opportunity is always littered with bones.

Lin Du scanned the area with his divine sense and found the box in a drawer of a desk.

"Huang Xuan cleans my room, so..." Yue Han became a little scared when she heard that she was prone to getting sick.

Lin Du took out the mask. "This is it."

"If you have gloves, I suggest you wear them too. I've read a lot of records, and the dust inside is much finer than in the Insight Realm, and it will stick to everything."

She tapped the table. "Of course, you can ask your attendant, since everyone's constitution is different."

After Lin Du finished speaking, he spread out the paper. "This is a fourteen-day travel plan I have customized for you, young master. The itinerary includes mining, going to sea, inheriting the palace, and a big free-for-all. It is very rich and colorful. The actual situation and the right of interpretation belong to me."

After Lin Du finished introducing everything and answering the young master's various irrelevant questions, he finally looked up at Yue Han and said, "Young master, is there anything you're not satisfied with? We can make changes."

The young master's eyes widened in surprise, and he finally uttered, "You know so much! Have you ever been to the Cold Moon Secret Realm?"

"No," Lin Du said gently, "but I will study."

She sat opposite Yue Han, dressed neatly in a blue robe, looking like a frosty green bamboo in the radiant light.

"So it seems that studying doesn't make you rich. You all look so pitiful," Yue Han whispered. "You don't even have jewelry, and your clothes don't have any jewels."

Lin Du remained silent. She realized that the demon race truly did not understand the saying "wealth should not be flaunted."

"So, young master, do you have any other questions?"

Yue Han shook her head, then nodded.

"I want to ask, everyone says that people's hair is black, except for the elderly whose hair is white. Are you an elderly person?"

His eyes were clear, filled with a thirst for knowledge devoid of any malice.

Lin Du laughed, a genuine laugh, "No, to be precise, I've only lived for twenty-five years in my life."

Yue Han thought about it seriously, "Twenty-five? Isn't that still a fledgling... no, still a child?"

Lin Du thought for a moment, "There's an old saying in Zhongzhou: 'A poor man's child learns to be independent early.'"

Yue Han looked at her with even more pity.

But this moment of emotion quickly dissipated, and the young master thought of another problem. "I can't understand the words on this piece of paper you wrote, and I can't remember them either. Could you explain it to Huang Xuan again later?"

Lin Du remained silent for a while, then began to take out the pills that were binding her heart. She must have forgotten to take her medicine; she must have. Let Yuan Ye, that brat, come and play with the young master.

Yuan Ye quickly responded to the young master's innocent and naive questions.

For example, the xiqin playing is not good, the lotus flower ballad singing is out of tune and not as good as birdsong, etc.

Yuan Ye, in a fit of anger, arranged for this young master to read a set of "Birds Singing in an Empty Mountain".

Yue Han fell silent, and after listening, asked again, "You said this piece is called 'Birdsong in an Empty Mountain,' but why can't I understand the birdsong?"

Yuan Ye was numb. Good brothers share troubles, so Yan Qing was also called over.

Yan Qing was extremely patient, answering every question. He knew all about the customs and traditions of the noble families in Zhongzhou, even the most trivial ones.

Yue Han liked him quite a bit.

The ship finally set sail.

One night, the ship suddenly experienced a huge tremor, and Mo Lin, who was cultivating inside the house, was the first to go out.

"It's the monk Hai!" someone shouted.

The Book of Sea Things says that the Sea Monk has a human head and a turtle body, with rather long feet and no armor. Those who encounter him while traveling by boat will inevitably suffer misfortune.

Mo Lin's gaze sharpened as he bumped into Huang Xuan, who had also come out upon hearing the commotion.

Huang Xuan nodded to Mo Lin and said, "It's a four-sided tortoise at the seventh level of the Manifestation stage."

Mo Lin frowned slightly, and a black gold sword staff, much longer than an ordinary sword, silently appeared in his hand. "This thing is three zhang long and has immense strength. No wonder the ship was shaking."

The doors opened one after another, and four small heads peeked out. Yan Qing, with Yue Han, and Yuan Ye, with Jin Xuan, stood on either side of the door. "What happened?"

The four of them were playing a game of choosing immortals when the huge tremor caused the spinning tops on the table to roll under the table. [Note 2]

Another huge tremor occurred, and the seawater leaped high, crashing heavily against the opened defensive spiritual energy shield. Two eerie green eyes could be vaguely seen in the seawater.

The door on the other side creaked open. It was nighttime, and Lin Du's eyes were completely open. Her tone was languid as she said, "It's nothing serious."

"The four-sided tortoise rarely goes berserk and causes trouble. This is clearly a berserk state. I wonder if someone deliberately provoked it," Huang Xuan said.

Lin Du shook his head. "That's not the case."

Huang Xuan glanced at Lin Du. "You seem to know a lot about demonic beasts?"

"He just loves reading. The book says that the Sea Monk feeds on many poisonous jellyfish, and his body is immune to the toxins." Lin Du maintained a polite smile, but his eyes were clouded with gloom. "The only thing that is afraid of toxins is the eyes, and this turtle's eyes glow."

"Simply put, it didn't cover its eyes properly while eating, so venom got into its eyes, which is why it's acting crazy."

"You can see it?" Huang Xuan asked, somewhat surprised.

"I'm sensitive to light, so I can't see you when you're right next to me." Lin Du turned to Xia Tianwu, who had walked out from behind him, and said casually, "It's nothing serious. Just have someone throw some antidote pills over there."

"Why can't we see them when they're right next to us...?" Huang Xuan began to wonder if their race was somehow able to suppress humans.

Mo Lin coughed lightly, "Because you are too dazzling."

It's so dazzling it's an eyesore.

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Note 1: Taken from Huang Zhong's "Haiyu" (Sea Language) of the Ming Dynasty, but adapted and not entirely referenced.

Note 2: The "Selection of Immortals" chart is taken from the ancient game "Selection Grid". There are versions such as "Promotion Chart" and "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea". It is very modern and can be understood as an ancient version of Monopoly.