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

"That's enough," Du Shao said softly. "I'm going to remove the needles now."

Lin Du responded obediently.

One by one, the golden needles were removed from his body. Lin Du closed his eyes and circulated his spiritual energy for a full cycle to confirm that everything was running smoothly.

Fortunately, the Snow Spirit's innate skill of melting snow does not require too much spiritual power; just a moderate amount is enough to draw upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to bring down heavy snow.

Otherwise, her meridians and dantian would probably be in serious trouble.

The spiritual power has been confirmed; all that's missing is the divine sense.

Du Shao wasn't the first to learn the golden needle technique of Su Mu's lineage, but she was the fastest to master it.

"Alright, you can use your divine sense now to check if there are any problems inside."

As Lin Du listened to Du Shao's soft words of comfort, he moved his divine sense as instructed and confirmed that he was slowly recovering and accumulating again like a gentle stream.

Each time one exhausts their divine consciousness, their essence and soul will merge to some extent.

Suddenly, Lin Du's consciousness recalled the memories of his past life that he had just merged with, and he understood why his spirit could fully understand Du Shao's background and experiences when they first met in this life.

In her previous life, she was abandoned as a child and grew up relying on the kindness of others, doing odd jobs to make a living. When she heard passersby mention the once-every-few-years joint disciple recruitment conference of the Central Plains sects being held at the foot of Qingzhou Mountain, she asked curiously, "Why are we going?"

"In order to become an apprentice and enter the Daoist path."

"Why should one enter the path of Taoism?"

"To make myself stronger."

"If I become stronger, will I be able to eat my fill and stay warm?"

"That's natural. When you become powerful, you can even feed and clothe many people."

Lin Du thought that if she could achieve enlightenment and enable everyone in the world to be well-fed and clothed, and to eliminate the endless suffering and abandonment of the poor, then she would definitely achieve enlightenment.

Who would have thought that after a long and arduous journey to the Central State election, Lin Du fainted at the foot of the mountain after passing the test.

He fainted from hunger.

A pair of childhood sweethearts, cultivators, happened to pass by, and the female cultivator used diluted spiritual water and a few candies to revive her.

Before Lin Du could thank her, the female cultivator was called away by the male cultivator who was with her.

She only managed to hear one sentence: "A-Shao".

He later reunited with Du Shao, but it was when the Supreme Sect was besieged by demons and his Dao heart was shattered.

At that time, without Lin Du's vigilance, Qi Zhen thrived in the sect. After obtaining the spiritual items stolen from the inner treasury token by Ni Jinxuan, he led Ni Jinxuan to defect from the sect, throwing her into the Ten Thousand Demon Cave. Many days later, he led a demon whose strength had greatly increased, taking advantage of the demon tide to launch a surprise attack on the Supreme Sect, burning, killing, and looting along the way, leaving the sect in ruins.

After this battle, seventy percent of the cultivators of the Supreme Sect perished, and the rest were seriously injured. The entire treasury was looted. The only intact parts were a few cultivators who were on missions outside and their own library.

The elders within the library fought desperately but were no match for the Demon Lord, whose power had greatly increased. As they perished, they abandoned reincarnation, and their souls transformed into the spirit of the library, protecting it from the invasion of evil spirits.

After Jin Xuan caused a great disaster, Lin Du's Dao heart was completely shattered, and he was entrusted by Jiang Liang to be taken care of by Elder Su Mu of the Jishi Sect.

Su Mu had received guidance from Jiang Liang before, so naturally he responded without hesitation.

She knew that the Supreme Sect was in decline, and that Lin Du would not only not receive good care there, but would also be more easily reminded of his past and feel increasingly guilty.

Because Lin Du's body was failing and she was suffering from mental illness, he took her on a slow journey to see the world and clear her mind.

They once passed by a very small sect and, while resting, they saw an old woman who did odd jobs. She was emaciated, but when asked about flowers and herbs, she answered fluently and knew the medicinal value of each one perfectly, having figured it out herself.

After asking around, Su Mu was surprised to find that the disciple was extremely talented in medicine and had the destiny of a celestial healer, but could only be a bullied servant disciple in such a chaotic and incompetent little sect.

Lin Du and Du Shao's last meeting was in early spring.

Inside the house, the person wore heavy fox fur cloaks, and beneath the wide, thick garments lay a skeleton; outside, the person was worn down to the appearance of an ordinary person, aged and timid.

Both of them had graying temples, no longer the innocent kindness and single-minded devotion they once had at the foot of the green hills.

Du Shao once wanted to help the world and save people, and Lin Du once wanted to protect all people from suffering, but both were bent over by the turbidity of this world.

As if sensing something, Du Shao glanced back at the person inside the window before heading to the kitchen.

Lin Du met those cloudy, numb eyes.

In late winter and early spring, ice and snow were crushed into the mud, and the peony flowers had not yet bloomed.

Su Mu came in from outside carrying the medicine. She had just finished reprimanding the sect disciples who had bullied the servants, and was still carrying some lingering anger and regret. She also told Lin Du the story of the servant.

"That handyman disciple is truly a pity, reduced to this state because of a fickle, gigolo."

"If I had met him twenty or thirty years earlier, I could have taken him as a disciple. But now his meridians and body are so badly damaged that he can no longer cultivate."

"Look, although she is of lowly status and is bullied and exploited by the people here, she still managed to find medicinal herbs to cure her illness in adversity."

"She wasn't born lowly," Lin Du said hoarsely.

"What?" Su Mu didn't hear clearly.

Lin Du withdrew his gaze, coughed heavily, and pushed the method he had been repeatedly working out in his mind a little further forward, his silver hair trembling.

"This sect's ways won't last long." Seeing Lin Du cough up blood again, Su Mu said no more. "Take your medicine."

It turns out that she and Du Shao had met in their previous life.

Lin Du looked up and saw Du Shao carefully putting away the cleaned gold needles one by one. Her disciple robes from the Jishi Sect were as blue as a lotus flower, clean and inclusive.

"Sister Du Shao".

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Du Shao turned to look at Lin Du.

Lin Du shook his head. "I just feel that your medical skills have improved rapidly, and you are exceptionally talented. You will surely be able to save more people in the future."

Du Shao laughed upon hearing this. Her almond-shaped eyes were bright, her black hair was thick, and her hairpin shone with brilliance. It was the perfect time for her to establish herself and achieve enlightenment.

Lin Du withdrew his gaze and heard a weak greeting from outside the door, "Is Junior Uncle here?"

She quickly got up, changed into a new outer robe as fast as she could, thanked Du Shao, and no longer delayed their Jishizong's treatment of the sick and saved lives. As she went out, she ran into the two brothers, Yuan Ye and Yan Qing, who were beaming with joy.

"Oh my, Junior Uncle! I knew you were here, you scared me to death." Yuan Ye had also changed his clothes, and his arm was in a sling, as if he had some minor bone injury.

"Jinxuan misses you, but her foot was bitten by a demon, so it's not good for her to hop over. We'll come and see Junior Uncle first."

His gaze shifted to Du Shao, who was about to leave, and he subconsciously reached out to stop her. His hand was wrapped up like a white sandbag, looking somewhat clumsy. "Hey, fellow Daoist, wait a moment."

Du Shao spoke up at the same time, "Fellow Daoist, your hand is bandaged incorrectly. Shall I re-bandage it for you?"

Yan Qing awkwardly withdrew his hand, feeling ashamed and disrespectful.

"Everyone was injured. I figured my injuries weren't serious, so I asked my junior brother to bandage me up."

He quickly got back to the point, looking down at Du Shao, "Fellow Daoist, I apologize for the intrusion. Didn't I give you a few magic tools? Are they still in good condition? That spray magic tool, we can clean it up and still use it for farming."