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

"Junior Uncle, what kind of formation is this? You've been looking at it for half a cup of tea's time."

Yuan Ye scratched his head. "Or, should we just forget about it?"

"Have you tried blowing it up?" Lin Du frowned, holding the detection array disk, finding the child beside him really noisy.

Yuan Ye exclaimed, "No."

Lin Du looked up, put away the array plate, and said, "Then let's blow it up."

Anyway, in the summer, there were at least a dozen or twenty waste pills per batch. I refined at least one batch a day, and I took all the waste pills I had accumulated over two months with me.

Yuan Ye took out a few discarded pills from his pocket and flicked them lightly.

With a loud bang, nothing happened.

Lin Du lifted his eyelids and said, "As expected of the City Lord's Mansion."

"Where is the study?"

"what?"

Lin Du turned and left. "Array masters usually leave a basic array diagram for the host family."

Yuan Ye scratched his head. "Really?"

"I told you to study, but you went to feed the pigs instead." Lin Du raised his hand and tapped the head of the boy, who was about his height. "Did you even go to the study at all?"

Yuan Ye had no intention of going to the study. He felt that at least a thousand years had passed, and all the books would have turned to ashes by now.

He covered his forehead, not feeling any pain, but something felt wrong.

Junior Uncle, isn't she two years younger than me?

But why did he accept the reprimand so naturally? Is this the legendary suppression of seniority?

The two searched and searched, opening doors and looting, then opening more doors and searching again, until they reached a door. Yuan Ye rushed forward and kicked the door open for his junior uncle.

The door couldn't be kicked open.

He sighed helplessly and looked innocently at Lin Du.

"This door."

"A restriction." Lin Du frowned. "This room is probably very important."

The restriction can be considered a type of formation, but it incorporates spatial rules and involves relatively few elements; it only blocks and does not actively attack.

Lin Du glanced at Yuan Ye, "Are you... good at physical combat?"

"what?"

"Never mind." Lin Du sighed. This child is clearly perceptive, but he just hasn't studied enough.

She raised her fist expressionlessly, channeled her spiritual power, and slammed it into the fixed partition door next to the main door.

Smash it with a single punch.

Yuan Ye's pupils dilated. "Is the barrier so easily broken?"

Lin Du withdrew his hand. "No."

"I am setting a bad example."

"But quickly."

Yuan Ye felt that this example of error sounded familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.

"The fastest way to deal with restrictions next time is to suppress them with absolute power."

After Lin Du finished speaking, he pointed to the hole and said, "Go ahead and put some pressure on me."

Yuan Ye nodded, then kicked the four doors, which collapsed with a thud.

With a snap, a cloud of fine dust rose up.

The two held their breath and squinted, then unexpectedly saw a skeleton bound by huge iron chains.

"Did this person break some heavenly law?" Lin Du glanced at the iron chain, which was thicker than her arm and each twisted piece was almost as big as her face.

Yuan Ye coughed twice. "Anyway, he's not a good person. Otherwise, why would he be chained up with such iron chains?"

Lin Du lowered his eyes. "That's not necessarily true."

Yuan Ye was taken aback. He was simple-minded, not stupid.

"Is it related to that previous formation?"

Lin Du nodded. "Perhaps it's just my conjecture. It's alright. The person is dead. Let's look for things first."

This place does indeed resemble a study. The jade slips, bamboo slips, and even paper books on the bookshelves are still intact, seemingly due to dryness and the presence of a forbidden object.

Lin Du glanced at the desk in the center. "This desk has rather intricate carvings. Doesn't it feel uncomfortable when you're writing?"

Yuan Ye glanced at it. "It's just a hidden compartment."

He walked over, fiddled with it for a bit, and smoothly lifted out a box from the carved panel in the middle of the table. Then, he pulled out seven or eight small drawers from that box.

Lin Du witnessed the whole thing: ...6

"You'd probably forget exactly where you hid something, wouldn't you?"

Yuan Ye smiled. "There are more than just these hidden compartments."

He continued opening the drawers with great skill, finding a hidden compartment inside, then the corner of the table, and under the table.

Lin Du rubbed his forehead. "They've managed to carve eight hundred hidden compartments out of a single piece of wood. What kind of person designed this desk? Did they intend to disassemble one hundred and eight strings of Buddhist prayer beads and put one inside each?"

"No, it's a secret compartment, it's confidential. All my uncles do it this way." Yuan Ye casually piled the things he had found in front of Lin Du.

The boy's face still had some baby fat, but his phoenix eyes revealed a noble air about him. He turned his head calmly to touch the hidden compartment on the bookshelf, as if it were a habit.

Only now did Lin Du see in him a royal aura that remained unfazed even when Mount Tai collapsed before him. In the treacherous royal world, even the most innocent child had become accustomed to its intricate complexities.

"Found it, is this the one?"

Yuan Ye handed the blueprint to Lin Du.

Lin Du lowered his eyes and looked at it for a while, then made up his mind. He took out his brush and ink and began to calculate based on the diagram.

While she was calculating, Yuan Ye was searching through the study for useful items. After he had searched through all the cabinets, the bored young man turned his attention to the person chained up with a huge iron chain.

The skeleton was covered with a nearly intact robe, and the white jade pendant and storage bag at the waist were still intact. Only the hands and feet were tied with iron locks. The iron chains used to imprison people were nailed to the ground, which seemed to have been nailed on later. The blue bricks were broken into pieces.

Yuan Ye apologized and bent down to take the storage bag and storage ring from the man's body.

Just then, a residual surge of immense spiritual energy repelled the boy who had just approached.

Yuan Ye was prepared and used his spiritual power to stabilize himself, leaving a clear mark on the floor tiles.

"Hey, wait, can't I just not take it?"

A sigh suddenly echoed from inside the room. "Where do you come from?"

Yuan Ye and Lin Du both looked at the skeletons in the middle.

Those vengeful spirits capable of attaching themselves to their own bones had long been killed by the four of them together, leaving only bone fragments. The other civilians who were sacrificed were not powerful enough and had long since turned into mindless vengeful spirits and were scattered. So, what is the situation with this person?

Yuan Ye subconsciously looked at his junior uncle, and Lin Du gave him a wink.

"I am Yuan Ye, the 100th generation direct disciple of the Supreme Sect. I have come here for training and have no intention of offending you."

That ancient, resonant voice rang out once more, "The Supreme Sect?"

Lin Du put down his pen. "The Realm of Insight."

"That's... the Insightful Aperture, one of the Great Worlds of Heaven?"

Lin Du nodded, "Your Excellency still has aspirations. I am weak, but if there is anything I can do to help, I will certainly do so."

Only a soft sigh escaped from the air.

"May I ask, is there an altar in the city?"

"have."

After Lin Du finished calculating the last item and packed his things, he walked to the skeleton. "But it has now been completely destroyed."

"That's good, that's good."

"I am the city lord of Lance City. After the collapse of the Lanju Realm, two hundred and seventeen high-level cultivators gathered in Lance City under the pretense of discussing how to save the Lanju Realm, but in reality, they attempted to tear open the boundary gate with a sacrificial method to escape. I wanted to inform everyone of this and unite everyone to oppose these so-called elites who had the best chance of escaping. However, after they discovered this, I was locked in the city lord's mansion and could not escape."

A thoughtful look flashed in Yuan Ye's eyes. This city lord was also a high-level cultivator. He was locked up here because he discovered the sacrifice plan.

Why not just kill them directly?

"Have those two hundred and seventeen cultivators succeeded?"

"Enough, enough. You are only second-ranked officials, so you probably don't know."

Lin Du's voice rang out from inside the room, "What if I told you that 197 people have already succeeded?"

"What?"

The sound suddenly intensified, and the energy erupted again. Lin Du and Yuan Ye simultaneously released their spiritual energy to resist the energy.

"I am Lin Du, a direct disciple of the number one sect in Central Plains. Senior, perhaps you have the list of those two hundred and seventeen cultivators?"

Yuan Ye glanced at his junior uncle and suddenly realized that this man looked exactly like his imperial uncle who had demanded the list of traitors.