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

"I like stir-fried rabbit pieces, what do you think?"

As Lin Du uttered those words, the flattened Han Yue Ling below suddenly reverted to its original form.

All the spirits of heaven and earth are mimics. Under such a heavy pressure formation, Han Yue Ling transformed from a fluffy blanket into a pool of moonlight. The blade fell with a clang, striking the hard ground and then making a piercing sound.

Lin Du frowned. The difference in power between her and Han Yueling was simply too great. And she wasn't a true Snow Spirit; she couldn't melt snow. The trump card behind the trump card...

The moonlight on the ground wrapped around her wrist; it was smooth and cool.

In the blink of an eye, the moonlight swallowed them all, the roles of offense and defense were reversed, and Lin Du was at a disadvantage, unable to struggle for a moment.

His already disheveled white hair was now scattered even more carelessly on the silvery-gray ground. His skin was almost snow-white, so white it was cold. His finger bones were clearly visible, and there was inexplicable blood on them from the vomit he had just coughed up.

That hand, more translucent and hard than jade, moved swiftly across the ground, stained with blood, as if writing something.

The scene before them was truly terrifying. Huang Xuan and Yue Han, frozen in place, did not dare to forcefully use their spiritual power to break free from the frost, for fear of being discovered. They could only stiffly move their eyes.

To be honest, they had seen high-level cultivators fight before, but the process of two spirits of heaven and earth fighting was still a bit too much.

In the beginning of time, primordial chaos arose. In the ancient times, the rules were unstable, and the primordial chaos differentiated into various elemental spirits, known as primordial spirits. After the ancient gods fell and the rules stabilized and became perfect, the world was reborn in cycles, and the primordial spirits gathered and dispersed again, evolving into spiritual energy as we know it today.

The Yuanling is a collection of pure power of an attribute, extremely powerful, which can slowly disperse into spiritual energy. However, because the attribute is chaotic and scattered, the spiritual energy cannot naturally gather into the Yuanling. Therefore, the Yuanling has almost disappeared now, and those that still exist are extremely rare.

They are now affected by these two elemental spirits, and their defensive artifacts are in grave danger.

Now that Lin Du is at a disadvantage, Huang Xuan and Yue Han don't see it as a stubborn resistance.

"Zhen Liu...Is Zhen Liu going to write a suicide note?" Yue Han suddenly panicked and used telepathy to send a message to the person next to her, "Old Huang, should we help her out?"

Putting everything else aside, they've been through thick and thin together, and he could sense that the members of the professional team had no ill intentions towards him, and they hadn't abandoned him in crucial moments.

Huang Xuan was more composed. "First of all, there is something strange about Zhen Liu. Secondly, although I am a seventh-level Manifestation Spirit, which is the highest combat power this secret realm can accommodate, it does not mean that I can defeat Han Yue Ling in my own territory. It is very strong, but its realm is suppressed by this world. Moreover, this secret realm is clearly a remnant of the upper realm, and it is definitely not just this strong."

"So?" Yue Han thought for a moment, "How about a top-grade defensive magic weapon and an offensive magic weapon?"

"That's to save your life!" Huang Xuan said coldly.

"...Oh." Yue Han nodded. "Then let's go with Lingbao."

Huang Xuan: ? ? ?

A strangely shaped flower-thorn spirit treasure was thrown out. In an instant, the treasure shone brightly, and the dazzling light, like falling petals, enveloped the cold and desolate land. It looked completely harmless and even played melodious music, like the atmosphere of a disco ball in a karaoke room, colorful and incredibly cool.

The Lingbao Yingyue Flower Thorn, like a thorny jade flower branch, expands into a flower ball after being infused with spiritual power. Its greatest function is to calm people's hearts; no matter how frenzied a demon beast is, it will lose its fighting spirit in an instant.

The downside is that this thing consumes too much spiritual energy for Yue Han, greatly reducing its effectiveness, so the music played is intermittent.

Lin Du was completely restrained and had no time to pay attention to anything else. He was rapidly drawing talismans on the ground with his hands, but it must be said that the magical treasure that had inexplicably flown out was indeed very effective.

Han Yueling chose to devour her directly, so she is now like someone who is suffocating from being enveloped in slime. In this oxygen-deprived state, it is very difficult for her brain to completely draw the curse mark.

But when that intermittent music, like a cassette tape stuck, starts playing, Han Yueling stops digesting and contracting, and she can finally breathe a sigh of relief and draw her spell seal.

It's just that there are too many stutters, and it's intermittent, like someone who's forced into a karaoke bar and only wants the accompaniment but can only hum the climax part, and then it stops again.

Lin Du cursed under his breath as he finally finished drawing his trump card—the Spirit Contract—amidst a dazzling array of colorful lights.

She poured out her divine sense, but she couldn't find where Han Yueling's brain was. She could only guess at a random spot and forcefully pull the spiritual body over it with her divine sense.

A forced contract formation method that is only suitable for array masters with strong spiritual sense.

Han Yueling's eerie voice came from the other side, "Where are you pinching me?"

The moonlight slowly evolved, and Lin Du dragged a furry paw onto the bloodstain she had drawn, leaving a red mark.

Lin Du: ...

Never mind, we won't be able to eat this rabbit leg.

However, under Lingbao's influence, Han Yueling had a hard time eating this meal. It was like picking something up from the bowl, trying to put it in her mouth, and then putting it back in the bowl.

"You've been spending a lot of time with people, and you've developed one scheme after another, Xue Ling." It said, its scarlet eyes looking at Lin Du's hand that hadn't moved away.

Because of the excessive stretching, the narrow sleeves shrank slightly, revealing a string of golden-red ribbons.

In that one glance, the furry paw froze, then swiftly grabbed Lin Du's wrist as he tried to pull it back. "How did you get... how did this rope end up in your hand?"

Lin Du hissed, not answering its question, and decisively used his divine sense to penetrate its brain. Taking advantage of its dazed state, he flipped over and used his free hand to press the furry head hard against the spirit contract.

This spiritual contract must be formed today, or it will be her death day.

I need to tell Wei Zhi that we need to pay more; her value needs to double.

This crazy rabbit is too difficult to deal with.

The blood seal absorbed the two divine senses, slowly emitting a golden light, and formed a spiritual contract with them as companions.

Lin Du's cultivation level was insufficient, and Han Yueling was too strong. This companion spirit contract was barely enough for Lin Du, but once signed, it could not be broken for at least a short period of time. Han Yueling could not harm her due to the contract.

This time, Han Yueling did not struggle and cooperated perfectly. She just stared blankly at Lin Du's left wrist, her red eyes wide open as if she were in a daze. The downy hairs under her eyes were wet at some point, and under the influence of Lin Du's spiritual power, a string of ice crystals appeared at the tips of the hairs.

"Your rope..."

Han Yueling recalled the illusion in which the person before her had participated, "You... can see the seven emotions?"

"Yes, I just discovered it, but I can't see those of equal or higher strength. Only in the illusion can their power be suppressed. I am the strongest in the illusion, so I can see them."

Lin Du could naturally guess that there was something unusual about the red rope, and the fact that Han Yueling recognized it and reacted so strongly suggested that it was most likely related to the fallen heavenly general.

The records of this Red Rope Treasure Pavilion contain the aura of a celestial artifact, which is very likely something left behind in the upper realm. However, no one has ever discovered what its purpose is, and everyone thinks it is just a pendant on a celestial artifact.

Now it seems that it's not that simple.

Han Yueling suddenly shrank, turning into the rabbit she had seen earlier. Then, she carefully rubbed the red string on Lin Du's wrist. "This is a red string that she crafted using her own Taoist magic. There's only one of its kind in the world. The fact that you can see the seven emotions means that it chose you."

"You...you can't be one of my kind. We humans can't understand human emotions. Who are you?"

Yue Han, who was trying to secretly use her spiritual power to retrieve the magical treasure, froze, her eyes widening like copper bells.

What's going on? How many titles does Zhen Liu actually have? How come there's no end to the digging?