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

Before Lin Du returned to the stone pillar forest, he suddenly realized something. "Wait a minute, there should be some other things inside that cave. Did you take them?"

Wei Zhi nodded, "I took some of everything."

They didn't take the painting, but they took some odds and ends, including but not limited to strange magical artifacts and stones, animal furs, tortoise shells and jade slips with inscriptions. They took anything that looked useful, since everyone was busy fighting for the central spiritual treasure and didn't pay any attention to what was in the other stone chamber.

Chu Guanmeng said that it was very familiar with this matter. After Lin Du went in and saw the painting, it stayed outside, obviously directing another person to take care of everything.

"I let him take it! A ton! And lots of feathers and furs from rare and exotic animals! We can make clothes!"

Lin Du's eyelids twitched. "Well... that's not really necessary."

Chu Guanmeng said, "They can be sold for money; those immortals love them."

Lin Du glanced at it. "So you think you know a lot?"

"Yin Huaitian said so. She said the clothes I made using moonlight would be very popular." Chu Guanmeng said, rubbing her face. "Anyway, now that I have money, I don't have to worry about clothes."

This way, Lin Du won't have to wear tattered clothes anymore.

Lin Du sincerely expressed his gratitude, saying that he still preferred his simple and unpretentious self, believing that only by keeping a low profile could he make a fortune.

The three of them silently devised a somewhat flawed but useful plan. Lin Du was mainly responsible for using his brains to grab the major inheritances and treasures, attracting most of the attention, while the others were responsible for taking all the inconspicuous little things.

Beneath the large net lies a finer net, and no one can escape it.

After the three entered the next stone pillar, they found that there was treasure light everywhere. Many treasures had already been taken away. She was not greedy and turned to look at the inheritance stone wall that Shun had carved on the stone wall.

The seven stars were arranged in a constellation, the Purple Star was aligned, the Rhinoceros gazed at the moon, and the Qilin brought good fortune. Many immortals were meditating and observing beneath them, each gaining their own insights, in an exceptionally tranquil atmosphere.

Lin Du glanced around and saw the golden dragon playing in the water at the very end of the stone wall and the emerald green dragon head on the red cliff. She raised her chin and glanced at Wei Zhi.

Wei Zhi was taken aback for a moment. "Me?"

"This was welded on after being burned to death. You expect me to go up there and understand how a dragon was burned to death?"

He widened his eyes, a rare occurrence for him. "You're putting me in a difficult position."

Lin Du said "Oh," and then added, "I mean, the burned bone beads..."

When Wei Zhi turned around, he noticed the bone beads scattered along the edge of the winding Yin River.

Ordinary people would just think it was a pebble and not pay much attention to it. Moreover, there were too many treasures here, and the aura was concealed, so no one noticed that the pebble was a dragon bone bead.

Only someone as knowledgeable in historical research as Lin Du would immediately think of what treasures might be hidden here upon seeing this scene.

"It might be useful to you." Lin Du glanced at the immortals who were still in meditation and communicated with them through divine sense. "Although your body has undergone the tribulation of ascension, it was still grown with the help of rare and precious materials. It is not as good as the bones of a true dragon. These are ancient dragon bones that have been forged and washed by river water for millions of years."

As she spoke, she noticed Wei Zhi staring intently at her face, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

Wei Zhi snapped out of his daze and laughed, "It's nothing."

"I'm just not used to it."

It was only at this moment that he realized Lin Du truly considered him one of his own.

He bent down and used his strength to pick up the glistening pebbles.

Lin Du turned around and looked at a pottery piece depicting the Five Bright Fans. He took out the Floating Life Fan and was instantly pulled into a space.

The Floating Life Fan shone brightly in her hand, and Lin Du immediately focused his mind and entered the inheritance process.

From the outside, Lin Du stood upright, holding a fan, looking no different from those meditating immortals. But inside... Lin Du was immediately surrounded by three people, who stared intently at her.

"Did she take the Floating Life Fan?" Someone leaned over to take a closer look.

"Then let's not waste any more words. Can anyone enter this inheritance without the Floating Life Fan?" Another person came up and scanned everyone, then gestured for Lin Du to open the Floating Life Fan. He paused when he saw the frost-covered landscape and verdant bamboo displayed on the fan, and his expression softened slightly. "He is indeed a promising talent. Snow-covered bamboo shows his independent spirit and ability to bring blessings to all living beings. He deserves to be rewarded."

Another person asked, "You obtained this Floating Life Fan, but without receiving any inheritance, how did you use it?"

Lin Du answered cautiously, "It's like this first, then this... and then that..."

The three fell silent for a moment, then a furious shout rang out, "A perfectly good spiritual treasure that can record all living beings, examine their good and evil, supervise the immortals above and observe all living beings below, judge merits and demerits, and bestow blessings and punishments! And you've used it for self-defense and as a storage for spiritual energy!!!"

Lin Du was thoroughly scolded, and obediently listened to the reprimand with his head down. He even tried to defend himself, saying, "My divine sense in the lower realm is insufficient, let alone judging good and evil, or examining gods and sentient beings. Am I, a mere immortal, qualified?"

"You have to practice! With enough practice, you'll be suited! With your aptitude and your Daoist will, how could you not be suited! You're more than suited!"

"You are worthy to be enshrined at the shrine!"

Lin Du leaned back and spoke cautiously, "Then forget it. The current sculpting and painting techniques can't capture even a fraction of a person's appearance. I would be heartbroken."

Three priests: ...?

Previously, Lin Du had only figured out the surface functions of the Floating Life Fan. As if to condemn Lin Du's waste of resources, the primordial energy within the inheritance space was extremely violent, continuously surging into Lin Du's body and urging him to keep learning.

Lin Du felt like he was being chased by wild dogs, forced to learn by the three priests. He progressed rapidly, and the combination of the Floating Life Fan and the Dream Pen to record people's lives, to create illusions for judgment, and to bestow blessings and sins all consumed a great deal of Lin Du's energy.

Outside, within the ruins, many immortals finished their meditation and left one after another, but Lin Du remained.

Many immortals passing by couldn't help but take a look at this Lingwei Zhenjun.

"It seems it's not enlightenment, but a direct inheritance from an ancient god." Someone with a discerning eye noticed the clue.

Comprehension depends on one's own understanding; once one truly cannot comprehend it, that's the end of the process.

The fact that Lin Du was not facing those viewing stone walls suggests that the ancient gods were feeding people directly.

"It'll be quite a while, don't let her get out before the ruins are closed."

"I wonder what kind of inheritance it is."

Those who can receive the orthodox inheritance of the ancient gods are essentially given a skill that allows them to work in the Heavenly Palace. Given time, they will surely have a bright future.

The immortals silently added more weight to the name of Lingwei Zhenjun in their hearts.

That's why they say comparing yourself to others will only make you miserable.

Lingwei Zhenjun ascended from the lower realm without ever experiencing the twenty-eight heavens, yet he became the thirteenth disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, a meteoric rise to power.

Before she could even complete her studies and enter the Heavenly Palace to await selection, she encountered the once-in-ten-thousand-years ancient ruins, which actually granted her the inheritance of an ancient god. Now, even her future official position is probably already decided.

Aside from envy, no one else had anything to say.

After the discovery of the ancient ruins, it was rumored among the immortals that there were a few extraordinary individuals who, upon entering the ruins, did not attempt to influence the innate spiritual treasures of the ancient times. Instead, they would stroll around like they were in a garden, picking up things that were not so important, and some would even squat on the ground picking up pebbles.

But the place they went to, the stone pillars where each ancient god resided, were transformed by those extraordinary people from a dazzling array of treasures and precious stones into a clean and tidy place containing only the central inheritance and innate spiritual treasures.

So clean that not a single hair was left.

This ancient site has been open for about a century.

Those who received the ancient gods' legacy gradually spread out and returned to be summoned by the Heavenly Emperor.

The biggest change was to Yan Ye, the Star Lord of the Mansion of Fate. After receiving the inheritance, he returned to the Heavenly Palace, was promoted one rank, and took over the management of the Book of Life and Death of the Southern Dipper in the Heavenly Palace, becoming known as Zhenye Zhenjun.

Although he is not yet the leader of the Bureau of Fate, he is in fact in power.

This True Lord has only been in the Heavenly Realm for a few hundred years, yet he has already wielded real power, which has shocked the Heavenly Realm. There are even jokes that the one who holds the Book of Fate is blind, which shows how unpredictable fate is.

On the other hand, Lin Du did not come out for a long time.

Yan Ye still had a wisp of divine sense remaining on Lin Du. After confirming that his traitorous disciple was unharmed, he reported back to the Heavenly Emperor, "My disciple Lin Du is still receiving the inheritance of the ancient god and cannot leave yet."

The Heavenly Emperor remained noncommittal, but before Yan Ye left, he asked, "Since Lin Du is your disciple from the mortal realm, what is his character like?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Ye stamped his foot, raised his head, and replied, "This is the most spectacular sight I have ever seen in my life."

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Emperor's expression softened slightly. "She sounds like a person of high moral character. No wonder the ancient gods favored her in their lineage. You are her master, so I imagine your disciple is also a humble person."

Yan Ye left with a smile. Only after leaving Yuqing Palace did his smile fade, and he cursed inwardly, "You brat, you're just causing me trouble."

He came up as the thirteenth direct disciple of the Dao Ancestor, and even the Heavenly Emperor had to treat him with respect. Now he has also obtained some incredible ancient god inheritance, and he has stayed the longest among the Five Emperors' Stone Pillars. If he is still a troublemaker, who knows if there will be another immortal skeleton in the Ruins of Return a thousand years later.

His own disciple knew that although he was a bit mischievous, disobedient, and rebellious, could he really become a traitor that even the Heavenly Palace couldn't subdue? No way!

The Heavenly Emperor was so nervous that he had to use the best art of speaking he had ever used.