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

Wenfu had considered many possibilities and Lin Du's backup plans, but he never expected that Yan Ye and Lin Tuan would both appear here.

Why?

He leaned against the wall, feeling as if his internal organs had been crushed by a heavy weight.

Only he knew how heavy Yan Ye's kick was and how much anger it carried.

For a cultivator who is close to ascension, there should be nothing in this world that can stir his seven emotions, otherwise how could he break through the shackles of this world and be on the verge of ascension?

But... why did Yan Ye come?

And then there's Lin Tuan. Lin Tuan has been stuck in the Taiqing Realm for so many years. Whether it's for his future ascension or the tribulations to come, he won't put himself in such a karmic situation.

But they all actually came.

Was it simply because he was their only apprentice?

Is it that important?

Wenfu's eyes were bloodshot. Clearly, in the demon realm, which only contained demonic energy, spiritual cultivators could not transmit messages to the spirit realm without special means.

Unless Lin Du had told his master before he left.

It's truly enviable. She's clearly already a cultivator at the Radiant Sun Realm, yet she still has a master as her backer.

Yan Ye looked at Lin Du and just sneered. Lin Du ran over, his eyes full of joy, like a happy little dog.

The heartless man was about to reprimand him with a stern face when he saw that the rebellious disciple turn a corner right in front of him, run straight behind him, and grab Lin Tuan's arm.

"Uncle-Master, what brings you here too!" Lin Du's eyes sparkled, and his voice was cheerful.

Hou Cang, who was a step too late: ? Did you get the wrong person, little junior sister?

Lin Tuan looked at the person in front of him and smiled. "Well, your master said that you should save your own disciple, so I came."

Yan Ye coughed loudly, and Lin Du took the opportunity to hide behind Lin Tuan, moving a little further away from Yan Ye.

"Master, are you injured?"

"No, we can come in easily without anyone stopping us." Lin Tuan smiled as he looked at the somewhat disheveled Lin Du, thinking he was like a white-haired dumpling who had wanted to pick some fruit for his family but ended up rolling around in the mud, making a mess of himself but still grinning like an idiot.

They couldn't bear to scold or beat them, and they were even afraid of raising their voices too much if they said just a few words.

Yan Ye coughed loudly again.

"Your apprentice is waiting for you to speak."

As he spoke, he glanced at the traitor who was trying to block his view with the rushing water, "I'll count to three, then you come here yourself."

Lin Du: ...She was the one who was really stupid in the past.

She tugged at Lin Tuan's sleeve.

Before Lin Du could make a move, Hou Cang suddenly moved.

He landed in front of Wen Fu, who was still coughing up blood, sword in hand. "Master, this is Wen Fu. Should we take him away or execute him on the spot? To eliminate the traitor?"

Lin Tuan and Yan Ye both looked at the demon who had been kicked and almost couldn't get up in surprise.

"Who do you think he is?"

"Wenfu, it was he who colluded with us from the inside and outside, pulling a strange mountain of flesh to block me and my senior brother. That mountain of flesh was made up of people who had been fused together, with demonic patterns on it, as if they were trying to create a second generation of the Mother Tree. He also aided and abetted the evildoer, wanting to help the Demon Lord rule the entire Dongming Realm."

Lin Du poked his head out, "He thinks I'm too smart and has figured out his plan, so he wants to lock me up."

Yan Ye kicked him, "That's enough, stop pretending?"

Why is someone complaining while also boasting?

"I think he must have some other schemes. Maybe we should just send him to Junding Prefecture." Lin Du didn't mind being kicked lightly, since Yan Ye's feet probably weren't as dirty as her current clothes.

Lin Tuan nodded, and Chong Hou Cang gestured, "We'll listen to your junior sister."

Hou Cang nodded, and just as he was about to arrest the man, Wen Fu suddenly sprang up from the ground.

The three people standing at the door realized what was happening at the same time.

Lin Tuan raised his hand, trying to suppress Wen Fu, and then Cang reflexively drew his sword, the sword energy bursting forth from it.

"No!" Lin Du shouted, "Don't kill him!"

Wen Fu was definitely not trying to escape; he clearly wanted to die.

He didn't want this body anymore, at least not this one.

Lin Du didn't know what other identities he might have. If this corpse died, the other backup plans he had made would be unpredictable.

In an instant, the spiritual pressure of the Taiqing Realm cultivator easily landed on Wen Fu, while on the other side, raging waves and frost collided with the soaring sword energy. Hou Cang looked at Lin Du's block with incomprehension.

"Junior sister, you..."

Wen Fu looked at Lin Du from afar across the large pit, grinned, and said, "Look, my master and senior brother don't understand me as well as a junior sister who has never lived with me."

Just as Hou Cang was about to say something, Lin Tuan's expression remained unchanged. "Wen Fu!"

"If Feng Chao weren't slower than me, she would definitely be here today too. I took you as my disciple and guided you into the Dao. Cang Li and Feng Chao have taught you diligently. Do you really think the Supreme Sect has treated you unfairly?"

"It's precisely because I haven't been treated unfairly that I want to..." Wen Fu said, turning to look at Hou Cang, "No, there is still some unfairness."

He gave a desolate smile. "I have never been someone favored by this world."

But why should some people be born to be the center of the world?

Such a person enjoys all the benefits, only knows how to take, but never benefits others. How can he be worthy of being remembered in history, or praised by the righteous?

He watched the spiritual energy that had been blocking his way gradually dissipate, the biting cold still lingering.

The depths of winter brought temperatures that the Demon Realm hadn't experienced in a long time.

Wen Fu looked directly at Hou Cang, staring into his eyes, "If you are still a righteous cultivator, you should be thinking about how to end the decline of the Heavenly Dao rules as soon as possible."

Hou Cang frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"

"Don't worry about what he says, tie him up!" Lin Du rushed forward. "Business is important, don't mess it up."

Now that my master has finally arrived, I can't afford to mess this up.

Lin Du swiftly pulled out the Demon-Binding Rope that Cang Li had first developed, and was about to bind Wen Fu when he suddenly met Wen Fu's gaze.

He looked at Lin Du, then a bleak smile appeared on his face. "You'll see, time will tell."

Lin Du frowned. "Want to die? It's not that easy. The truth is not what you think. You should be trapped in the regret of being fooled and misjudging every day."

Wen Fu's pupils constricted slightly, and his attempt to self-destruct was a step too slow. Hou Cang and Lin Du pinned him to the ground and tied him up tightly, leaving only his head exposed.

Lin Du found a dirty scrap of cloth and stuffed it into Wen Fu's mouth. Only after confirming that he couldn't speak did he release his grip, straighten up, and look at Hou Cang with an air of self-righteousness, "Take him away."

Hou Cang: ?

He looked at Lin Du in shock. "Why me?"

"I'm too young to carry it," Lin Du said matter-of-factly. "Really? Senior brother doesn't want me to carry it back, does he?"

Hou Cang: ...

"Then why did you shut them up?"

"Because I was afraid you weren't smart enough to be fooled by him," Lin Du said matter-of-factly.

Hou Cang looked puzzled and pointed to himself, "Me? Weren't you the one who got fooled by him?"

Did he even understand what they were saying? It was just Lin Du's little mouth chattering away.

Lin Du clapped his hands, turned around and glanced around the entire underground palace, casually taking away the eighteen fireflies embedded in the wall. "Master, let's go."

Yan Ye silently looked at the mud-covered monkey covered in filth, with a torn piece of cloth missing from the bottom of his robe. After hesitating for a long time, he said, "...Don't tell anyone you're my disciple when you go out."