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

The flames had died down, and the group of six successfully leaped over the cliff of fire. This time, they saw the same inherited formation with a similar structure. The crimson trees were ablaze with flames, but there was not a trace of smoke or any burning sound.

It was undoubtedly a magnificent sight: tall trees with clearly defined branches, their trunks ablaze with countless flames, the golden flames at the edges resembling phoenix tail feathers or the ribbons of a goddess, swaying and fluttering with divine brilliance.

"Junior Uncle, shall we go? Next?" Ni Jinxuan noticed that Lin Du had stopped and seemed to be thinking about something.

Lin Du snapped out of his daze. "Yeah, let's go. I have a few clues now, but I'm still missing something."

Xia Tianwu asked, "Is Junior Uncle pondering the inheritance of these nine pillars?"

Lin Du nodded. "I originally thought this Heavenly Dao Secret Realm was a legacy based on the Five Elements, but that's both right and wrong."

Xia Tianwu said, "Just now, when I was absorbing the spiritual fire here, I had an idea. This spiritual fire can burn everything. The level we are passing is like the fiery hell in the Nine Netherworld."

Lin Du's brow twitched. "The first pillar is heavenly lightning, the second pillar is life, and the third pillar is death."

It does indeed resemble the division of different sources governed by the rules of Heaven.

The group quickly entered the fourth pillar again. The invisible pressure caught them off guard, making them feel as if they were weighed down by a thousand pounds, and making it difficult to take a step.

Before them lay an ordinary piece of land, with an incredibly heavy stone mill in the center. The group had only taken a few steps when they felt the burden on their bodies growing heavier and heavier.

"Hey no, I think I'm going blind..." Yuan Ye shouted.

Lin Du frowned, enduring the sudden increase in negative pressure on his internal organs, "It's gray vision, a loss of peripheral vision due to changes in environmental gravity."

Not only did they experience blurred vision, but they also felt dizzy and lightheaded. Their bodies felt like a burden, and their bones cracked, forcing them to bend over. After trying to resist to no avail, they could only lie on the ground.

Fortunately, the physical strength of cultivators is far superior to that of ordinary mortals. Ni Jinxuan, who focuses on physical strength and whose bones have not been damaged in recent years, is the most relaxed among them.

Lin Du endured the dizziness from the loss of blood to his brain, saying, "It's the gravitational influence of the Heavenly Dao rules."

It was indeed the rule of Heaven, a division of their original power.

"Junior Uncle, what should we do? Should we retreat?" Yan Qing was also feeling unwell. He crawled forward a few steps on his knees, then suddenly collapsed to the ground. "No."

"I think we can take it too!" Lin Du gritted his teeth.

After a while, Ni Jinxuan said, "Leave this to me, Junior Uncle. I have a strong body, my bones are not damaged, and I can still move."

She looked up at the strange stone mill in the distance. "Is that it?"

"That should be correct."

Ni Jinxuan took the lead and climbed towards the stone mill. After only a few dozen steps, it was already extremely difficult, and she was covered in sweat.

The further you go, the stronger the pressure becomes, making every step difficult, and your bones creak all over.

Lin Du watched Ni Jinxuan's retreating figure, his brows furrowing slightly. "No need to be stubborn, come back!"

"I think I can do it! I can hold on a little longer!" Ni Jinxuan's voice faintly came from the front.

She didn't know how much time had passed, but Lin Du's heart was finding it increasingly difficult to supply blood. She opened her mouth but couldn't speak. Time seemed to be flattened and stretched out, and her ears were ringing.

The apricot-colored dress rubbed against the ground, scattering the warp and weft threads in a mess. Ni Jinxuan struggled to lift her head and looked at the millstone that was now almost within reach. She struggled for a moment, feeling that all her strength had been drained.

Under heavy pressure, the heart struggles to supply blood, and the head and above suffer even more. When there is extreme ischemia, the brain becomes drowsy.

Ni Jinxuan had no other thoughts left, only one last thought remained—to crawl over.

She tried with difficulty to raise her hand, but found that she couldn't lift it at all. She could only continue crawling on her knees. Under the heavy pressure, every step she took was extremely difficult.

Finally, when her fingertips touched the solid stone, Ni Jinxuan raised her head in a daze.

What was she going to do again?

Yes, a millstone, but this millstone has no markings or runes on it. Why would it be here?

"Junior Martial Aunt!" she called out with difficulty using her divine sense, "What should we do now?"

Lin Du was already in a daze. She wasn't a body cultivator and had a heart condition, so she couldn't see the images Ni Jinxuan was sending her at all.

Ni Jinxuan didn't receive a reply from Lin Du. She looked at the stone mill. Her junior uncle had said that there might be many coincidences in the world, but in a man-made environment, the probability of coincidences is extremely low. The stone mill that appeared here could not possibly be useless.

But she didn't know any formations, nor did she have the extensive knowledge to cover both ancient and modern times.

The stone mill in front of me was bare, dusty, and incredibly simple.

Without Lin Du's guidance or the help of her senior brothers and sisters, Ni Jinxuan frowned. She had never had a strong talent for solving problems.

But... she's all alone now.

Ni Jinxuan took a deep breath, feeling as if her whole body was being crushed. She continued crawling forward a few steps and suddenly felt a slight relief in her hands.

She turned around abruptly and looked at the stone mill.

Yes, the negative pressure gets heavier and heavier as you go, and it gradually decreases as you move away from the millstone.

The root cause must lie in the stone mill, which is the center of negative pressure.

Ni Jinxuan turned around, exerted her spiritual power, and slammed it heavily onto the stone mill. The spiritual power shattered into pieces, but the stone mill remained unharmed.

"I'll just do what I'm best at," Ni Jinxuan encouraged herself. Maybe the secret was hidden under the millstone.

She struggled to squat down, gripped the edge of the millstone with both hands, then focused her energy into her dantian, tensing the muscles in her waist, abdomen, and arms. With a continuous flow of spiritual power, she tried to lift the millstone upwards despite the immense pressure.

If you don't succeed the first time, gather your strength and try again.

Ni Jinxuan's forehead veins bulged and her face turned red. Her master said that she was born with superhuman strength and was a natural-born physical cultivator. Her junior uncle also said that even with only strength, she could overcome all difficulties.

She can do it!

This time, it's her turn to save everyone.

Ni Jinxuan strained her legs upwards, used her arms to exert force, and with a roar, the millstone was lifted forcefully from the side.

As the millstone was lifted, the negative pressure on everyone slowly disappeared, blood flow to their brains gradually returned, and their intelligence regained its dominance.

Lin Du let out a long breath, straightened up like a carp, and prepared to praise Jin Xuan for doing a good job.

Seeing this, Ni Jinxuan felt relieved and smiled broadly. She didn't stop using her strength and pushed the millstone over.

Before anyone could react, the two people who had jumped up were already floating in the air, and didn't come down for a long time.

Lin Du: ...

Mo Lin: ...

"See? This is the price of being unsteady. One should be more refined." Yan Qing and Yuan Ye looked up at their senior brother and junior uncle and grinned foolishly.

Ni Jinxuan was flustered. "Junior Uncle, wait for me a moment, I'll move it back."

Lin Du was even more flustered than her. Han Yueling had just squeezed out, but because she wanted to jump onto her shoulder, she was now forced to float in the air, helplessly flapping her furry sides, like a ghost of a cloth.

Ni Jinxuan thought for a moment and figured that the negative pressure on the front of the millstone was greater than that on the back, so it could only be placed vertically. She simply lifted the millstone up and put it into her storage ring.

Han Yue Ling fell down with a thud, and Lin Du quickly used his spiritual power to catch it and landed steadily on the ground.

The two most senior members of the family lost face and looked grief-stricken.

While Ni Jinxuan excitedly waved to them from the middle, they had to immediately put on a smile and try their best to praise her.

"Jinxuan did a great job!"

"As expected of our Jinxuan!"