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

Lin Du did not deny it. "I know that the master must know some things. I am just curious about how the master knows those things and how he made the prophecy to the keeper of Fusifang."

Wei Zhi casually clasped his hands together, but did not meet Lin Du's gaze. "I am a disciple of Buddha. Even if I can make prophecies, it's not a big deal."

Lin Du let out a long "Oh," and said, "No wonder you wanted to take me as your apprentice the moment you met me. So you're after my potential to be a game-changer? You want to strike first?"

"Don't try to fool me, I'm not going to clarify." Wei Zhi lifted his foot to leave.

Lin Du's words made Wei Zhi stop in his tracks. "Actually, I'm more curious. The Peacock King Sutra is a true transmission of Tantric Buddhism, so why is the Buddha Mother's spine scattered outside? And how do you know that the spine is here?"

"As far as I know, the Dharma gate of the Vidyaraja Sutra is for protecting the country and eliminating disasters, and even more so for removing the poisons of greed, anger and ignorance."

Lin Du spoke slowly, as if reciting a memorized text, but every word contained a hidden, blunt, and cold probing. She asked, "A disciple of Tantric Buddhism, raised by Tantric Buddhism from childhood, must be practicing the Vidyaraja Sutra, right?"

Wei Zhi stopped, slowly turned around, and looked into Lin Du's eyes.

She didn't seem to like her white hair and gray eyes. Most of the time, she would use her spiritual power to transform her hair into ordinary black hair. At this moment, her eyes were deep and dark. Standing in the desolate island cave, she looked like a wolf lurking in the shadows. She seemed nonchalant, but she could bite off her prey's throat in an instant.

Lin Du is a man who can always deduce the closest thing to the truth from fragmented pieces of information.

For a fleeting moment, Wei Zhi felt as if her gaze pierced through his very soul.

When did Lin Du so easily see through the truth that even Lin Tuan couldn't reach?

"That's why I said I shouldn't have talked to you so much." Wei Zhi smiled helplessly. "Even if I didn't have precognitive abilities, I could still detect your memory and insight."

Wei Zhi knew that he probably couldn't avoid it today.

"Fine," he said resignedly.

Do you remember the first time we met?

"That morning, I cast a divination for myself, but the result came from my future self many years later."

Seeing Lin Du's expression shift slightly, Wei Zhi added, "Of course, such a heaven-defying act will shorten one's lifespan; don't try to imitate it recklessly."

Lin Du nodded; she truly didn't have the lifespan to shorten.

"So what did you tell yourself?"

Wei Zhi paused for a moment, a strange glint in his amorous eyes. "That sentence was very interesting, so interesting that it made me laugh."

"What?"

"Buddha's disciples save all sentient beings; you save me."

Lin Du paused for a moment and looked at Wei Zhi.

"Shall I ferry you across?"

Wei Zhi nodded. "You will save me."

"So what were you divining about that day?"

"If I can save the world from peril, who can save me?" Wei Zhi laughed, as if he were laughing at his past resentment and indignation.

Lin Du's memory flickered vaguely, but he couldn't quite grasp it.

"That was the first time I received a message from my future self, which cost me my lifespan."

"That day, you stood out in the crowd with your disheveled appearance. Your soul and body were in harmony, but your speech and behavior were very strange. I really couldn't figure out if you were the person I was looking for, so I told you that I once swallowed a dragon."

Having come this far, Wei Zhi continued frankly, "So I'm curious, would you also help someone like me?"

Lin Du quickly understood, "So you were testing me back then."

She tilted her head and thought about it seriously, "Buddha doesn't save the poor, and neither do I."

"An equivalent exchange?" Wei Zhi asked.

Lin Du nodded, "Okay."

Wei Zhi laughed again, his sleeves drooping down to conceal his long-standing scars. "Okay."

Lin Du asked again, "So, do you really believe what you say later?"

She knew that the Wei Zhi of the future could potentially send messages to the Wei Zhi of the past, but how could Wei Zhi trust her?

After all, they all advocate not believing in others, not believing in fate, and not believing in destiny.

"I didn't believe it that day," Wei Zhi said honestly, "so I laugh at my overthinking self back then."

"So, do you believe it now?"

"I believe you." Wei Zhi stood at a distance, with a hole forcibly opened behind him by the cultivators of the Supreme Sect.

It was already dark, but the moonlight shone on the sea, coming from behind.

They stand on the line where things have turned, no longer laughing at their future selves.

Because it was a beam of light emitted from the finish line to the starting line, born from immense blood, sweat, and tears.

The day they first met was the day spring warmed and the ice thawed; it was the beginning of all things, and also the time when they joined hands to turn things around—the starting point of everything.

It was also a reunion.

"So the news about Wenfu from Fusifang later was the second message you sent, which cost you your lifespan."

Lin Du suddenly remembered, "When you're sending messages, can't you send a longer message?"

"I need to divine the answer to a question. I have a habit of writing down the results of each divination."

"I suppose I received it all at once, but because of the divination question, I only received it then."

"So what was the question you calculated the second time?" Lin Du asked curiously.

Wei Zhi looked at her and asked, "Consider the dangers facing the world, what caused them, and who will bring about their destruction?"

This time, Lin Du laughed without the slightest hint of mockery. "I truly never imagined that you, a so-called wicked monk in the eyes of the world, could divine the calamities of all people. Divination must also consume your essence and lifespan as a Buddhist disciple."

Wei Zhi laughed along, "There's nothing I can do. Being born with Buddha-like bones isn't what I wanted. This is my mission."

"The answer I received that day was, Fusifang, and you, Lindu."

"But I find that shop owner very strange. He seems to be more interested than I am in knowing who will end all the dangers in this world."

"After finding out it was you, you still said it was impossible."

Lin Du simply said, "In this vast world, there are countless people who want to be saviors, but often it is the person who least wants to be a savior who becomes the savior."

Wei Zhi deeply agreed. Although many of Lin Du's words sounded unreliable, they were all true.

As the two were talking, a shout came from the side.

"Three! Two! One! I push!!!"

Another iron coffin was pushed up, and Lin Du interrupted his conversation with Wei Zhi, only belatedly remembering when the coffin was being dismantled.

Oh no! Wei Zhi has bypassed us again!

Although she deliberately used something that Wei Zhi was even less willing to talk about in exchange for the truth that she originally wanted to know, Wei Zhi did indeed grant her wish.

She basically guessed what would happen to Wei Zhi's life after today, but she couldn't get confirmation from the person involved.

Yue Han looked at Lin Du excitedly, "Hey! Zhen Liu! You're so familiar with that Buddhist disciple from the Tantric sect! My dad even held him when he was little!"

Lin Du: Huh?

"My dad said he was born with Buddha-like bones, destined to... Om oh ah! Om oh ah!"

Yue Han looked around in horror, but still couldn't help speaking in peacock language.

"Speak like a human being." Yuan Ye covered his ears in despair.

Lin Du glanced in the direction where Wei Zhi had disappeared, raised an eyebrow, and said nothing more.

The eldest brother is all alone, yet he's bullying a bird.

The iron coffin was flung open, revealing far more rare and precious treasures than were buried with it. Even Yue Han, who had seen much of the world, exclaimed in astonishment, "This incredible wealth!"

"Hey, Zhen Liu, are your eyes better now? How come they don't hurt anymore?" Yue Han asked.

Lin Du was silent for a moment, then said, "Wealth and fame are dazzling. Back then, my resolve was not firm, so I didn't like to look at them."

"Are you sure now?" Yue Han didn't understand Daoist cultivation, but decided to respect it.

"Okay, I'm determined." Lin Du said, rubbing the red string on his wrist. "Alright, let's divide the spoils. How many are left?"

"There's still one more string!" Ni Jinxuan said excitedly.

"Wow, so much! This is incredible wealth!" Lin Du exclaimed. "I guess for the next few thousand years we won't have to scrimp and save on our own people's annual allowances to send money, grain, and defensive artifacts to those charitable halls and their subordinate border villages."

Just as everyone was retrieving the last iron coffin, Lin Du noticed something was wrong.

"Don't you guys think something's off about this sea?"

"All the undercurrents avoid the vicinity of this stone pillar."

Without undercurrents, there is no fresh inspiration.

"A place devoid of spirits?" Mo Lin frowned. "Why do I feel there's still a fighting spirit there?"

The group paused in dismantling the iron coffin, then looked eagerly at Lin Du, "Junior Uncle, what does the book say?"

Lin Du: ...

She hesitated for a moment, then looked at Yan Qing and said, "Come on, Yan Qing, let me test you."

Yan Qing: ...Huh?

The two stared at each other for a moment in the dark depths of the sea. Lin Du suddenly remembered something. "Why was the Chongxiao Ranking chosen to be located here? Fuyun Mountain is the core area of ​​the entire Spirit Realm. Although it is within the territory of Zhongzhou, it is considered a core thoroughfare."

"The Azure Cloud Ranking is in a prominent position, but the Soaring Cloud Ranking is only seen by people passing by. It is also extremely difficult to guard it. It is all high-level cultivators who go there on their own."

"This address was indeed chosen with great significance. Let me check my notes again. If it doesn't work, we'll come back down." Yan Qing said, starting to go upstream.

Just as they were about to go up, a powerful undercurrent surged down, creating a strange vacuum that swallowed them all up.