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

"Aren't we just going to crash headfirst into something and die?" Yue Han asked, voicing a profound question.

Lin Du laughed, "Let's give it a try. Even if you want to reach for the moon, you have to go up there first."

Yue Han thought about it for a moment, "That makes sense!"

He leaped up amidst the approving gazes of the crowd, soaring straight into the sky, only to crash back into his original form and begin to fall.

Lin Du: ...

"Didn't I tell it to contact me using divine sense?"

Yan Qing: ...

He paused for a moment, then said, "We discussed this in detail earlier, but my junior uncle explained it in such detail that I forgot what I heard earlier."

Huang Xuan caught the young master with quick reflexes. "Young master, are you alright?"

With tears welling up in her eyes, Yue Han said, "My head hurts... Why isn't this working?"

Lin Du sighed, "Young Master, release your divine sense."

"Oh..." Yue Han then realized that she seemed to have forgotten something.

I rushed in too fast and forgot to release my divine sense.

Lin Du had a deep suspicion that if she entered this secret realm, she would become a kindergarten teacher, surrounded by a group of children who were impossible to manage and who couldn't understand what she was being told.

She reflected deeply on herself: was she really so determined to earn those six hundred spirit crystals?

Lin Du twitched his finger, only to find that Yue Han had already rallied and was being carried upwards by Yan Qing and Yuan Ye.

This time, the group simultaneously disappeared into the sky and sea, completely merging with the shadow.

Lin Du was actually the last one to disappear into the Heavenly Moon Sea.

When the divine sense touched the barrier, it was quickly pulled into the lunar sea by a powerful suction force.

Upon landing, the sounds of everyday life filled my ears—whispers and the noise of carriages and horses all rushed into my ears; it was already another mundane world.

"Hey...who is that person?"

"So beautiful, yet blind?"

Lin Du was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to touch his face. The veil on his face was gone, as were the gloves, but the veil over his eyes was still there. Why?

"Judging from the direction they came in from the city gate, they must be travelers?"

Lin Du tried it and found that his spiritual power had become negligible, as if it had been imprisoned by something, and his divine sense could no longer be released.

She seemed lost in thought, not immediately removing the veil from her eyes, but simply walking forward quietly, like a true blind traveler.

A commotion arose in the distance, the sound of chopsticks clattering and chanting reaching Lin Du's ears.

"Sing me a lotus flower ballad, little sister, listen..."

"Why bother with Zen meditation or the Tao? Why chant Buddha's name or call someone a demon? In this mortal world, there are you and me..."

"I can't escape it, I can't see through it, what can I do? I'll beg for alms a few times, strike the bowl a few times, clap the bamboo clappers a few times, and sing a few songs. What does it matter if it's a Buddha or a demon..."

"Who still sits on that lotus throne? The three thousand worlds will all be shattered. I walk the path of humanity, I am both Buddha and demon..."

That was Yuan Ye's voice; Lin Du couldn't be more familiar with it.

As the song ended, the sound of coins clattering as they were thrown into the broken porcelain bowl was deafening, but most of them ended up on the ground, their sound drowned out by the clamor of the market.

The market was packed with people, and Lin Du nearly got bumped into several times, but managed to avoid it each time thanks to his keen senses.

Until someone bumped into her hard.

The vendors nearby witnessed the whole thing. They didn't want to say anything, but when they saw the young man stop and instinctively try to move aside, it seemed he was afraid of blocking other people's way, but he didn't know where to move, so he hesitated.

That pale face should have been adorned with a pair of beautiful eyes, but now they were veiled by white gauze. She looked thin and lost, as fragile as snow piled on a branch.

He was clearly a blind man who was so weak that he wouldn't even know if he had been robbed.

The vendors and passersby, who originally only intended to give a subtle hint: ...

The butcher slammed his knife on the cutting board, rolled up his sleeves, and charged forward, yelling, "You little bastard! You dare steal a blind man's money!"

We must stop this thief today!

A passing woman saw this and shouted, "This is terrible! A thief is bullying a blind little girl!"

"Grab him!"

A sharp crack of a whip pierced the air, and a sweet female voice broke through the chaos to reach Lin Du's ears, "Who! Who's the thief!"

A chaotic commotion ensued, with noises and clatters everywhere. People bumped into vendors and crowds, their footsteps disorderly. The crowded market was broken into a narrow passage, like a blade squeezed into a sponge, its sharpness repeatedly hindered.

Lin Du stood alone amidst the chaos, his face showing no panic or confusion, but utter calm.

She heard the whip cracking through the air repeatedly, heard the whistling of sharp blades, followed by a panicked scream.

"I only stole a wallet! Are you trying to drive me to my death?"

"Jinxuan! Jinxuan! What are you doing!" A gentle middle-aged woman's voice, usually so mild, suddenly lost its warmth. "What are you doing now?"

"This is a thief! I must act as a chivalrous hero, saving lives and alleviating poverty!"

"Then you have to be careful not to get hurt! They're carrying a knife, what if you accidentally get injured!"

"But I've got him pinned down now!" Ni Jinxuan's voice was light and crisp. "You should be saying, 'Heroine, spare my life!'"

The little girl's bells jingled, and suddenly a series of whimpering cries rang out from the side.

"My bowl! My only bowl! I only have this one bowl for eating, drinking, and performing! And it's broken like this!" It was Yuan Ye's voice.

"Then I'll compensate you! Do you want a gold bowl, a silver bowl, or an iron bowl? I can make it up to you." Ni Jinxuan seemed to feel a little sorry as well.

"Do you think anyone'll pay you for performing with a golden bowl?" Yuan Ye sighed. "Hey, you want to be a chivalrous heroine? Then, heroine, please help me out!"

"Then... I'll give you a silver bowl?"

"..."

"Alright, alright, I'll play a tune for you, heroine, and in return, how about you reward me with a porcelain bowl?"

"Aren't porcelain bowls easily broken?" Ni Jinxuan asked, puzzled.

Just as Yuan Ye was about to explain something, a sharp shout suddenly came from the crowd.

"What happened to the thief?"

"Jinxuan, Jinxuan, don't hold him back! This thief seems to be having hysteria!"

The person on the ground suddenly clutched their throat, as if being choked by some invisible hand, making hoarse sounds as their face slowly turned purple.

In the chaos, the outstretched hand twisted and fell down in a bizarre manner, cracking and snapping...

With his finger bones shattering inch by inch, the thief suddenly screamed, "I was wrong! I was wrong! I repent!"

As if enlightened by some deity, the man knelt up, enduring the pain of his shattered fingers, and kowtowed, each word clear: "May the Five Precepts and Ten Virtues be protected by the gods and benevolent spirits, may calamities be forever extinguished, and may blessings be everlasting."

Immediately after that shout, the thief on the ground seemed to have been spared, collapsing completely to the ground and losing consciousness.

The surrounding area was deathly silent.

Then someone asked in a trembling voice, "What is this? Has a deity descended to earth to proclaim the law?"

Lin Du, who had been listening intently, thought: ...What kind of deity would descend to earth to spread the law?

"Or did that little girl use some kind of method?"

Ni Jinxuan was stunned for a moment, "No, I didn't..."

As she spoke, she seemed to remember something and turned to look at the pale blue figure behind the crowd.

"Um, your purse."

Lin Du felt his hand being gently taken by the little girl, and then a purse appeared in his palm.

She laughed. "Thank you. What's your name?"

Ni Jinxuan was taken aback, feeling inexplicably familiar with this person. "My name is Ni Jinxuan. You're so beautiful, like an immortal!"

Just then, another commotion erupted, and a divine light descended, enveloping Ni Jinxuan.

"That's... a blessing from the gods?"

Ni Jinxuan looked curiously at the purple flower floating in front of her. "What is this? It looks so soothing!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Du gently raised his hand and touched the object within the divine light, "Moon Sea Orchid."

This illusion is a bit strange.

But the items are genuine.