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

Yan Qing looked rather unwell at the moment. After Chen Bolai's actions, he understood.

There was no disappearance at all, nor was there any murder involving her lover.

There was only one old father desperately trying to confine his son, who had turned into a demon, in the wine cellar, not wanting to ruin the family or the son's reputation.

The daughter-in-law who was being held captive immediately knelt down and kept kowtowing, pleading, "Lord Yan, please spare us! We didn't mean to!"

"My husband just caused some trouble after drinking, and he was punished by God, and he accepted the punishment!"

"But ever since he was punished by God, everyone has kept their distance from our family, saying that our family is rejected by God. My husband has a bad temper, and after drinking, he got into another argument with people after seeing their eyes."

"Then, then he realized something was wrong. His father-in-law saw him going crazy after drinking, so he tied him up and planned to teach him a lesson when he sobered up. Who knew that he was drunk and kept shouting that the god was not a good thing at all, and then... he suddenly turned into this."

"We had no choice. If people found out that a demon had appeared in our family, we would never be able to face anyone again!"

"Father-in-law, it really wasn't intentional, it's just... just... we had to find a way. Disappearing is better than becoming a demon, Lord Mo. We've wronged you, but please, please don't kill him, he..."

Before the woman could finish speaking, the old man who had been lying in front of the wine cellar was pulled up by Mo Lin, who then thrust his sword at the demon.

"You protect evil spirits, falsely accuse others, and are wicked in your intentions. If you did not have evil intentions, how could you become evil spirits?"

"All evil spirits must be killed."

He moved very quickly, or rather, as expected of the city's number one swordsman, Yan Qing was unable to stop Mo Lin immediately.

Yan Qing stood frozen in place, feeling as if the murmurs and curses of the crowd were separated from her ears by an ocean.

He frowned, forcing himself to calm down.

Something's wrong. Something's not right here.

He must remain calm, for if he does evil, he will become a demon, and the city will be in great danger.

But the senior brother... the senior brother in front of us is not the senior brother at all.

Yan Qing clenched his fists. What about his second senior sister? He needed to find other fellow disciples or the key to breaking through the barrier.

If only Junior Uncle were here.

His research on illusion arrays remained only on paper. Lin Du, on the other hand, spent day after day expending materials to build arrays within the sect, making things difficult for himself, and then transferred all the materials to the Supreme Sect's protective array.

When he turned around, Yan Qing almost burst into tears of joy.

Lin Du stood in the crowd, like a hermit master who was completely unaffected. Next to him, a foolish young master who covered the lower half of his face with a rag but whose eyes revealed a clear understanding said something. Then, the junior uncle raised his left hand and made a habitual gesture that they only made when they were jointly developing magical artifacts.

Yan Qing instantly felt at ease.

It's definitely Junior Uncle.

Lin Du's left hand is more stable, so when encountering intricate formations, he moves his left hand more and uses his right hand to hold it down. After finishing the formation, he has a habitual gesture of raising his left hand to signal him to close the inside of the magic weapon.

At first, neither of them realized it until Yuan Ye joined the study. Because they didn't understand the meaning of Lin Du's gestures, the two of them finally realized it.

Generally speaking, this kind of subconscious behavior cannot be performed even in a dream world if the triggering conditions are not met.

A flood of theoretical knowledge flashed through Yan Qing's mind. Chong Lindu nodded, but then noticed that his junior uncle seemed to be blind.

He composed himself, intending to finish his official business quickly before discussing things with Lin Du.

Mo Lin and Yuan Ye also arrived at the clinic in the south of the city at the same time, and this time, they actually found it.

Lin Du had said that no matter what he did, he could never get to the clinic in the south of the city, perhaps because of the inherent laws of the illusion.

Without realizing that the person in front of you is fake rather than a real person suffering from amnesia, you will be trapped in your familiar place, with a clear barrier between you and the person who has already awakened.

The four people split into two groups, with each team ensuring that at least one person was quick-witted.

So Lin Du led Yue Han, and Yuan Ye followed Mo Lin, to continue probing the city's greatest rule—the divine oracle.

"Does this prove that Senior Sister has also noticed something is wrong?"

Yuan Ye stood in front of the clinic, looking at the figures inside.

Xia Tianwu was listening to the other person's story with a frown.

First, someone ran up to her and told her that Captain Mo was accused of adultery and murdering someone's husband, and asked her to testify.

Then another group of people ran over and said that there was no need to go, because Captain Mo was being slandered. The person in question was someone whose family had been punished by the gods and turned into a demon, so he deliberately accused Captain Mo. Now, Captain Mo had killed the demon with a single sword.

Xia Tianwu had felt something was off about her amnesiac senior brother since last night, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

It's as if... losing the memories of the sect also means losing the education of the sect, and going to extremes on the Shenxiao Path of exorcising demons and protecting the righteous path.

This doesn't seem like a good thing.

Only now that someone has explained the whole story clearly, Xia Tianwu's uncertain thoughts have become completely clear—that might not be his senior brother.

Just after she grabbed something, Xia Tian looked up and saw the person standing outside the clinic.

Mo Lin and Yuan Ye seemed to be thinking about something as well, both propping themselves up on their arms and stroking their chins in thought, their movements identical, their expressions a mix of wariness and naivety.

Xia Tian tentatively stepped outside, her gaze sweeping over Mo Lin before she frowned. "You're injured and caught in the rain? Hold out your hand so I can take your pulse."

Mo Lin slapped his arm. "This tastes just right! This is my junior sister!"

Summer is absent: ...

She mercilessly gripped Mo Lin's wrist. "Sure enough, you can get hurt even in an illusion. Last night, I was inexplicably slashed on the side of my neck and passed out..."

Mo Lin's expression suddenly turned strange. "Did you see anyone?"

"No," Xia Tian looked up. "What's wrong?"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ye tentatively asked, "Senior Sister, is there anyone in the world who can refine pills perfectly every time?"

"Even my master couldn't do it. It's practically impossible. Even pill formulas that have been refined many times can fail due to the ingredients, the environment, or accidents. What's wrong?"

Summer spoke calmly and directly, but Yuan Ye suddenly jumped up, "It really is Second Senior Sister! Let's go! Go find Junior Uncle! This illusion has another rule!"

"If either the real or fake side is injured, the other side will also be completely injured, so we can't just kill the fake one!"

After pretending to return to the government office, Yan Qing quickly slipped out and met up with Lin Duyuehan.

Just after Yan Qing slipped out, another Yan Qing mysteriously appeared in the study where he had disappeared. After organizing the cases for the day, he walked towards the city lord's mansion without any abnormality, just like a diligent office worker.