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

"What kind of dream are you having? How can a mountain move by itself? Put on your mask, you've just inhaled too much dust and your brain isn't working properly... Oh my god!"

The monk at the edge of the mine abruptly stopped, rubbing his eyes as he watched the mine rapidly moving away in the distance.

"I've never heard of mines with legs in the Cold Moon Secret Realm. Have they developed sentience?"

The next instant, the group realized, "There are people at the bottom of that mountain!"

Even though the figures were too small compared to the mountain, it was undeniable that there were indeed a few tiny figures at the foot of the mountain.

Behind the shimmering, multicolored mine, dozens of spiritual energy attacks shot straight down towards the raised mine. These spiritual energy attacks were like relentless tigers descending the mountain, their power undiminished in the air. However, to the distant audience, they appeared as bizarre and colorful ribbons of the mine, or even as the tail that the mine itself had dragged out as it burned.

The cultivator turned around and called out, "Hey, Senior Sister! Come quick! A group of people are carrying away a mountain of ore!"

A female cultivator in black robes stepped forward upon hearing this. "Where are you?"

When the group turned around, they found that the mountain had suddenly disappeared.

"Are you daydreaming?" The woman slapped the two men on the head. "Where did this mountain come from?"

"No... Senior Sister, there really were some just now! Er Gou saw it too..." the cultivator said aggrievedly.

"Dinner's ready, let's eat. After we finish, we'll go out and explore."

"Alright." The cultivator hurriedly turned around, then muttered to himself as if he had just remembered something, "I'm not kidding, I really did see a group of people carrying a huge mine away."

Bang! A loud explosion made everyone turn around again. The road not far away was engulfed in flames and smoke, burying everyone and the beams of spiritual energy in sight.

The mining area was already shrouded in dust and smoke, and now these successive explosions have made it even worse, like a sandstorm, with thick smoke billowing and sand spreading everywhere.

Turning back, the monk noticed a group of people at the table next to the stove in the mine.

"My God! When did these people arrive?" Er Gou's eyes widened, and he subconsciously took a step back.

"One hundred high-grade spirit stones, and a meal." The young man at the table spoke in a calm and indifferent voice, "We've been waiting here for our meal, haven't we, Fellow Daoist Sheng?"

The woman in black paused for a moment upon hearing this, then withdrew the spiritual energy she had been channeling and smiled. "Our guests have been waiting for a long time. Er Gou, hurry up and serve them the dishes!"

Yuan Ye hurriedly put on his oversized outer robe. "Will this really work?"

"It's hard to say." Yan Qing fastened the sash of the ordinary gray robe he had taken out, and then pressed down on the cuff where a yellow oriole that had peeked out and transformed into its true form looked terrified. "But whatever Junior Uncle says goes."

Yuan Ye quickly pulled out a burlap sack and covered the colorful little peacock with it.

Xia Tian silently gave Mo Lin, who had consumed the most energy, two pills: "Rejuvenation Pill and Purification Pill."

Ni Jinxuan hurriedly put on her robe, then pulled off her veil. "Senior sister, why was the explosion effect of that pill so strong?"

"Because it contains Yuan Ye's explosive talisman and the Heavenly Thunder Powder made by your senior brother." Xia Tianwu calmly grasped Lin Du's pulse, his eyes slightly narrowed, his voice trembling slightly, "Junior Uncle?"

Three dishes were served, and Lin Du picked up his chopsticks with one hand. "Let's eat."

Looking at the group of people who had changed clothes in just a few breaths, Sheng Yan had no doubt that the ore-carrying incident mentioned by the others was probably something these people had done.

All six people picked up their bowls and chopsticks at the same time, some picking up food and others shoveling rice into their mouths.

When the sea creatures searched this place, they found a table where people were eating and others were serving food.

There were only six people at the table, and their clothes and appearance were different from the group that had carried the mountain away to escape. The aroma of cooking oil and food made it impossible for them to smell anything familiar. Only one person caught their attention.

There aren't many white-haired cultivators in Zhongzhou. One of them was the one who just carried the mountain away, and there's another one sitting at this table now.

Several pairs of eyes, barely visible, stared at the white-haired youth at the table. He sat upright at the simple dining table with its gaps, dressed in a heavy brocade robe with wide, dark sleeves that made his skin appear an unseen white. The wind blew his long, snow-white hair, and the white ribbon covering his eyes was blown into the air by the strong force of the newcomer, fluttering like ice and jade, as if he were a banished immortal descending to earth.

"Gentlemen... we are here with the Chamber of Commerce to cook for the managers and miners, not to run a restaurant in this secret realm. You can't sit down to eat unless you make a reservation in advance."

Sheng Yan stood in front of Hai Zu, holding a spatula, his face showing the impatience of a cook due to being overworked.

If the previous grand feast was just speculation, it is now confirmed that the people who ran away with the mine must be from the Supreme Sect.

Several sea creatures were having an internal struggle, muttering in their own language.

"There's a white-haired guy here!"

"But her demeanor is completely different from the previous one! And she's blind!"

"That's true."

"Moreover, they all exuded spiritual energy, and didn't seem to be fleeing for their lives."

"Forcing such a large formation to move would have been incredibly taxing; it's impossible not to suffer internal injuries."

"I don't think so. Let's go inside and check!"

"I think it's a good idea!"

The group of sea creatures took one last look at the people on the table. They could sense that there were still many people inside. If a fight broke out, although they weren't without a chance of winning, it would still be troublesome.

The biggest loss would be if those people managed to escape.

Once the sea creatures' domineering aura had faded away, the people at the table became lively again. "You guys don't even cook seafood?"

"We did want to do it, but seafood spoils more easily than meat, so we decided against it," one of them explained. "Besides, are you really going to talk about making seafood in front of the sea creatures?"

"That's their food too." As Yan Qing spoke, she felt something peck at her sleeve. She looked down and saw the head of a golden oriole. Although the bird didn't have any expression, it seemed to have a face full of vicissitudes and humiliation.

On the other side, the dusty burlap sack began to twist and writhe wildly, accompanied by anxious cries of "Ah! Ouch!"

Ni Jinxuan's eyes widened. "Is the peacock's cry really that unpleasant?"

Yuan Ye silently watched the young master struggling to get out of the sack and sighed.

Even pigs know how to escape, so how come a bird can't escape even if it has a sack with an opening in it?

He kicked the bag. "Young master, you can come out once you transform into human form."

"Oh..." Yue Han transformed into human form, barely managed to find an opening, poked her head out, and asked in a muffled voice, "Why do we have to turn back into our original forms?"

"Because you're not low-key enough, and your acting skills aren't good enough." Yuan Ye reached out and pulled him up.

On the other side, Huang Xuan also transformed into human form, his expression even more grim. "Is this your method?"

"Tell me if it's any use or not! Those sea creatures are so strong that they forced my senior brother to almost draw his sword. Although we could keep running, we don't have enough spiritual power and physical strength."

"That's called resourcefulness. Don't you even know the survival skills of ordinary people like us?" Yuan Ye picked up his chopsticks again. "Do you think you can defeat that group of sea creatures by yourself?"

Huang Xuan hesitated, his face turning dark with suppressed anger, and could only stand to the side.

If it weren't for the young master's insistence on going with them, and his willingness to revert to his original form upon hearing their request during the escape, he would have already taken the young master as far away as possible.

Yue Han's eyes sparkled. "You guys are amazing! You actually managed to shake off your pursuers so quickly!"

"Not bad, not bad. Basic skills, all thanks to Junior Uncle's good teaching. Sit down, sit down." Yuan Ye reached out and pulled up a stool for him.

Upon hearing this, Yue Han looked at Lin Du, who was still holding his rice bowl, with some blood trickling from the corner of his lips.

Er Gou had just finished serving a large bowl of rice as instructed by his senior sister when he saw the immortal-like white-haired youth vomiting blood while eating.

His hands, holding the iron basin, trembled slightly. "No... Fellow Daoist... please don't eat, I'm scared..."

"Our food isn't poisonous! Fellow Daoist, I beg you, please don't eat it! We really aren't poisonous, we don't have any! We don't want the spirit stones, please don't try to extort money from us!"