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

Lin Du stood at the door of the bamboo house and sighed sincerely, "So many people."

All the hundredth generation disciples have arrived.

The room was packed with people.

"What's wrong, junior disciple?"

Lin Du looked at the person placed on the table, whose face was deathly pale and whose lips were still stained with undried blood. Surrounded by a circle of bright lights, the person looked like a monster that lived on blood, and even in its broken state, it was still a sight to behold.

Of course, Lin Du had no doubt that this thing lived by feeding on blood.

"He suddenly vomited blood and fainted. My senior sister is treating him. It's probably from practicing martial arts."

Lin Du raised an eyebrow. "Really? What a coincidence."

Her tone was sarcastic and unsettling, but no one in the sect was unaccustomed to it and didn't detect anything unusual.

"Why are you all here?"

Logically speaking, Qi Zhen wasn't so popular that everyone would give up their cultivation to help him.

"It's not even Grandmaster Yan Ye yet." Yuan Ye said, still shaken. "Do you know how terrifying it is when a voice suddenly rings in your ear late at night, telling you to go and look... um?"

He glanced at the unconscious man and said, "This level of terror is about the same as when Heaven suddenly wakes you up and says, 'Young man, I'm giving you a mission to save the world.'"

"It's like a dream," Yuan Ye added, clutching his chest. "Or rather, a grand dream."

Yan Qing nodded in agreement.

Lin Du was speechless for a moment, not expecting his master to be so respected in their eyes.

It shouldn't be like Yan Ye, who can be so angry over a single sentence that he's practically flying on the spot.

Lin Du shook his head frantically in his mind, then remembered the important matter at hand, "What's going on with Qi Zhen?"

This question was asked to Ni Jinxuan.

She should know best.

Ni Jinxuan indeed approached Lin Du and said, "Because I was worried about the rabbit, I didn't feel like teaching him to read. So I told him to come back another day, saying that my junior uncle had called me for something, and he went back to his room."

"After that, I received a message from my grandmaster uncle, so I planned to go to Qi Zhen's room to take a look. After waiting for a while, Yuan Ye, Yan Qing, my eldest brother, and my second senior sister all arrived."

What happened next was that the person inside suddenly vomited blood, and when a group of people rushed in, the person collapsed on the bed.

"What's wrong?" Lin Du asked Xia Tianwu.

"It's hard to say. The pulse indicates that there was an error during cultivation, causing the spiritual energy to flow backward and damage the meridians, resulting in vomiting blood and fainting."

Xia Tianwu's gaze lingered on Lin Du's white hair for a moment. "However, in addition to this immediate symptom, we also found that his body has obvious deficiencies, somewhat like kidney deficiency."

"What? What do you mean by 'false'?" Lin Duchao shouted loudly.

Summer never expected that her junior uncle's white hair would come with the side effect of deafness, so she raised her voice in agreement, "Heart and kidney are not in harmony, kidney yin is insufficient, heart fire is excessive, and there is also great loss."

"Hey, I heard that." Lin Du was satisfied, then turned to look at Ni Jinxuan. "How did you end up losing so much money all of a sudden?"

Ni Jinxuan thought for a moment, "Could it be that he only ate vegetable buns during the mourning period? But he's been eating them again recently."

Lin Du shook his head, Yan Qing hesitated to speak, and Yuan Ye and Mo Lin looked at the sky and the ground respectively.

They didn't understand; they hadn't read any medical books, but intuition wasn't a good word.

After teasing Xia Tianwu, Lin Du instructed him, "Take good care of yourself. It doesn't matter if the medicine is bitter; just drink as much as you can fit in the bowl."

Xia Tian had no idea that Lin Du's words had a hidden meaning. After thinking about it for a moment, he nodded.

My junior uncle probably means that the illness is not what it seems on the surface, and ordinary medicine is useless, but we can boil a large pot of water with medicine to treat the symptoms.

"If there's nothing else, let's call it a day. Yuan Ye and Yan Qing, put the pigeons away properly. Goodbye." Lin Du glanced at Qi Zhen.

The two nodded. "It's been sitting there, we didn't notice."

Ni Jinxuan assured her, "Don't worry, Junior Uncle, I'll keep an eye on him!"

Lin Du chuckled, raised his hand and patted her head, "It's nothing, you can go now, go cultivate, you'll be busy for a while."

Upon hearing this, everyone hissed in unison and scattered like birds and beasts.

"Junior Uncle..." Xia Tianwu wanted to take his pulse.

To everyone's surprise, Lin Du waved his hand and said, "I'm going up the mountain."

That meant he needed to consult his master for a pulse diagnosis, and Xia Tianwu finally felt relieved.

Before long, Lin Du was kicked out by Jiang Liang, who also complained loudly, "Tell Yan Ye not to be so annoying. Except for your broken heart and missing essence, you are fine in every other way. Your heartbeat is stronger than when he is in meditation. You have come to bother me to refine pills for no reason."

Lin Du thoughtfully relayed the message to his master, then closed the door for his senior brother before calmly descending the mountain.

Qi Zhen can make a mistake while performing his duties, but Qian Yu cannot.

Lin Du felt the problem lay with the three poisonous mists that had almost swallowed Chu Guanmeng; she needed to find someone to ask about it.

"Looking for me?"

Lin Du suddenly looked up and saw people who had arrived at the foot of the mountain at some unknown time.

"You... can just walk around my sect as you please?"

"No, it shouldn't have been possible." Wei Zhisong stood there casually, like a piece of waterweed in the courtyard, "but your master almost got into a fight with me just now."

"Huh?" Lin Du's eyes widened. "Why?"

"Because I wanted to study that Three Poisons, he almost cut my hand when he drew his sword." Wei Zhi stretched out his right hand, on which there was a very obvious sword aura wound. There was no blood, but the flesh was rolled up and the bone was visible. There were still some ice shards on it. It was indeed Yan Ye's sword aura.

Lin Du hissed, "Didn't my senior uncle stop you? Where's your spiritual energy shield?"

"Why do you think I'm allowed to move around within your Supreme Sect?" Wei Zhi moved his arm.

In the stillness of the mountain night, Lin Du clearly heard the clanging of chains. "A spirit-sealing lock?"

Wei Zhi nodded.

Lin Du clicked his tongue inwardly, "He doesn't know you can't use spiritual power, so he definitely didn't hold back. Why do you have to go against him?"

"But to be honest," Wei Zhi smiled, "he's injured, so be it. He won't kill me."

"Take me to see Qianyu," Wei Zhi urged her.

Lin Du glanced again at Wei Zhi's drooping hand, a hideous wound on the back of his thin but strong hand.

She frowned slightly, said nothing, took a quick step, and led Wei Zhi away.

Wei Zhi gently and easily released the spirit-binding lock, then reached out and hovered his hand over Qi Zhen's body to probe it. A magic seal appeared on Qi Zhen's body, but the person in question was completely unaware of it.

"The Three Poisons Seal is still there, and it has even absorbed quite a bit; it's very plentiful."

Lin Du frowned. "I have an idea. The kidneys belong to the water element and govern the intake of qi. Could it be that the mist escaped and was then bound by me, completely severing its connection to the main body, which caused the loss?"

"Yes, it's what you think," Wei Zhi said calmly. "The Three Poison Seal is indeed in the kidneys, and that thing is very likely absorbed into them, which is why the pulse shows kidney deficiency."

Lin Du exclaimed, "As expected of a master, the location you chose is truly wonderful."

Wei Zhi: ? What is this kid saying out of the blue?

"I'm thinking that his ability to successfully disguise himself might also be related to the Heavenly Dao rules within that fog. If that's the case, he might still have that thing in his body, or perhaps he's just lost a portion of it." After Wei Zhi finished speaking, he looked up at Lin Du's expression and knew that she had already thought of it.

He straightened up. "In that case, what do you plan to do?"

Lin Du planned to follow a certain plot: since they were losing money, shouldn't he talk to Ni Jinxuan about the internal treasury?

If my teaching wasn't in vain, then the next step—first keeping Qianyu in Junding Prefecture, then dealing with the Demon Realm—can be arranged smoothly step by step.

She had already laid out the chessboard in her mind, but showed no sign of it on her face. She spoke the truth, saying, "If we stall a little longer, I'd like to take advantage of his time in the Supreme Sect to do something big."

Seeing that she still wanted to fly a kite with a long string, Wei Zhi didn't say anything and turned to leave.

"Remember to use your spiritual power to force the sword energy out so the wound can heal," Lin Du instructed, watching his retreating figure.

"I know, it's nothing serious." Wei Zhi walked lazily toward the forbidden area, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The next morning, as soon as Qi Zhen woke up, he met three pairs of eyes with different expressions.

"You're awake! Come and drink your medicine." Lin Du glanced at Ni Jinxuan.

Ni Jinxuan turned around and brought over a large iron basin. Qi Zhen's face twisted slightly. It was one thing for the Supreme Sect to use basins for eating, but why did they also use basins for drinking medicine?

"Your practice went wrong, you vomited blood and fainted. You've suffered a great loss. You need to drink your medicine right away, or you won't get better."

Ni Jinxuan's clear and eager eyes revealed no ill intentions to Qi Zhen. Suppressing his suspicions, he laboriously raised his hand to hold the basin, and took a sip, causing Qi Zhen's face to instantly lose all control and become incredibly distorted.

"This medicine?" Qi Zhen felt a little nauseous, but Lin Du stepped forward first. Seeing that her hand was about to reach him, he chose the lesser of two evils and quickly straightened up, picked up the basin, and swallowed it all down.

"That's right, good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease." Lin Du patted his shoulder with satisfaction, signaling Ni Jinxuan to continue pouring the medicine.

"Junior Uncle said that this medicine is a whole pot, and you have to drink it all to get better." Ni Jinxuan brought over another half basin.

Qi Zhen's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He finally couldn't hold back anymore. He spun around and fell onto the bed, trying to pretend to faint. Then, spiritual power pinched his nose and supported his head. Lin Du's voice rang out, "That's enough. Just force it down his throat. Even if he faints, you still have to force-feed him the medicine."

Ni Jinxuan responded crisply.

Just as Qi Zhen was about to speak, a drug with a taste even more bizarre than any demon he had ever encountered in his life was forced down his throat, leaving only a gurgling, helpless sound.