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

Lin Du tentatively asked, "Has anyone else been here before us?"

Clearly, the person on the ground could not answer her. She heard the sound of footsteps falling on the snow. Before she could turn around, the consciousness that had been dormant for a long time quickly emerged in her mind.

Although the system generally doesn't speak when no mission characters appear, she always felt that the system was hiding after she had Yan Ye explore his divine palace.

Yan Ye said that her soul was unchanged, and that meant it was truly unchanged. He was a seventh-rank cultivator in the Taiqing Realm, not far from ascension. He had a profound understanding of the rules of the Heavenly Dao and cultivated destiny.

This system is either something that can be withdrawn from at any time, or something so profound that it is at least on par with the Heavenly Dao.

Your objective has been here and is now behind you.

"Too many, which vengeful spirit is it?"

【Shao Fei】

The young man in blue robes, standing before the desolate wooden door, paused slightly, his index finger pointing to the cold folding fan he held in his palm.

"We've got work to do."

Before Lin Du could even turn around, he could already sense the sound getting closer and closer.

The village chief has arrived and is telling Mo Lin what happened.

"A cow died last night, leaving only its skeleton. The footprints outside the cowshed were huge, as big as millstones... I said that one cow probably wouldn't be enough to satisfy that thing's appetite, so I quickly asked the masters of the Supreme Sect for help. Who knew that before you even arrived, that monster came out and ate people in broad daylight."

"Fortunately, this cultivator who was temporarily staying here came and drove away the man-eating monster, otherwise I'm afraid neither the orphan nor the widow would have escaped."

Mo Lin looked at the female cultivator behind the village chief. She was dressed in pure white, almost blending into the snow.

He turned his face away, not wanting to look; Xue Da's eyes were already hurting.

"Fellow Daoist," the female cultivator greeted her with a graceful Daoist bow, "we meet again."

Lin Du suddenly felt a headache.

Mo Lin was taken aback. "Have we... met before?"

Shao Fei's face stiffened, but she smiled slightly. "Of course I've seen you before. I saw you in the forest outside Pudan City. You saved me and encouraged me back then."

"You said that the weak should not overestimate their abilities and try to shield others from disaster."

"Look, I can cultivate now. Tell me, am I still weak?"

The woman's beautiful face stood out against the snow like a pure and elegant plum blossom defying the frost and snow.

Mo Lin scratched his head, trying hard to recall. First, he remembered the title of the book his junior uncle had given him, and then he remembered this person. "Oh, sorry, I didn't recognize you after you got dressed."

Lin Du could no longer hold back and turned around in surprise, along with Yan Qing and Xia Tianwu, all looking at their senior brother.

What clothes?

The woman couldn't help but smile. "Yes, I'll never be so embarrassed again."

Lin Du gave the woman a deep look; she was completely different from how she was a few months ago.

The pitiful little white flower in the forest has transformed into a self-reliant cultivator who defies frost and snow. If one did not know that she harbored ill intentions, every word she uttered from her first appearance until now would be extremely generous and endearing, and anyone who met her for the first time would feel a sense of goodwill towards her.

"My name is Shao Fei, an outer disciple of the Flying Star Sect. May I ask how you should address me, fellow Daoist?"

Lin Du suddenly spoke up, "Lin Du of the Supreme Sect, along with his disciples, has come to protect Heding Village. May I ask, fellow Daoist, what kind of demonic beast did you just drive away? What was its cultivation level?"

Then everyone turned their attention to the doorway.

The young man in the blue robe stood in front of the simple brick house. His hair was tied up with a net and a short silver hairpin, and his mouth was covered with a veil, revealing only half of his face. His eyebrows and eyes showed some laziness and weariness, and his face had no extra expression.

Such glamorousness should be out of place here, but she always seems to have a carefree and easygoing quality that allows her to blend into any place.

The village chief then noticed that there were four people standing in front of her in the courtyard, two on each side, of varying heights, all with their mouths and noses covered by veils, their eyes and brows filled with a cold scrutiny and contemplation.

The five teenagers had an extremely cold aura, even a hint of menacing intent. They didn't look like disciples of a major sect, but rather like some kind of bandit gang that ambushed people in the forest.

The one who was speaking raised her hand and pulled down the gray scarf, letting the overlapping soft gauze pile up on her neck.

As she moved, the other four people also pulled down their nets.

Mo Lin and the others split into two groups. He went to find the village chief, while the other four followed Lin Du, which made him seem somewhat out of place.

The young man silently stamped his foot in regret; the seat next to his junior uncle was clearly his!

He clearly looks more imposing standing up. Even the stone lions at the entrance are chosen to be two fierce ones. Now, the one tall and one short next to him looks so out of place!

The village chief asked in a low voice, "May I ask, Daoist Master, are these people also disciples of the Supreme Sect?"

Mo Lin hummed in agreement, "Yes, the one who asked the question just now was my junior uncle."

Village Chief Lin Duchong nodded slightly, then turned his head slightly to look at Shao Fei.

The other four people also turned to look at Shao Fei.

When Shao Fei met the gazes of the five people, to be fair, none of the disciples of the Supreme Sect were bad-looking. They were all aloof, beautiful, gentle, handsome, elegant, and noble, yet she still felt uneasy.

These disciples of the Supreme Sect... they seem a bit off.

Even controlled puppets wouldn't be this complete.

Lin Du raised an eyebrow slightly and said casually, "Fellow Daoist Shao?"

Shao Fei came to her senses and said, "Forgive my ignorance, but that thing ran away in a hurry. I don't know what kind of monster it was. I only saw a huge black shadow."

Lin Du narrowed his eyes, Yan Qing raised his hand to touch his chin, and Mo Lin also turned his head. The three of them began to search their minds for any possible related descriptions.

Yuan Ye spoke up, "From now on, feed the pigs less and read more books."

His tone was somber and admonishing, just like his junior uncle who used to urge him to study.

A crack finally appeared on Shao Fei's face, which was usually adorned with a gentle yet resolute smile: What is that?

What kind of pig feed?

What kind of good monk would feed pigs?

She forced a smile. "Thank you for your guidance, fellow Daoist."

Yuan Ye nodded, looking at his junior uncle with an air of aptitude, only to find that she had already turned away.

"Excuse me, may I take a look at the scene, please?"

Lin Du lifted his foot to step into the door when he suddenly heard a gentle female voice behind him.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, that mother must be very heartbroken after losing her child. Let's wait for her to calm down."

Lin Du was still waiting for their opinions when he heard this, so he stepped inside immediately.

The word to describe a person's life is "rebellion".

The on-site investigation should be conducted while it's still fresh in people's minds.

Lin Du stopped the people who wanted to follow. "Don't all come in yet. Please trouble the village chief to take good care of this mother. Tianwu, prescribe some calming and soothing medicine for her. Jinxuan, ask about the situation while you're at it. Yanqing, come in with me. Yuanye and Molin, go check on the cowshed."

She gave the orders in one go, and the people who had been exuding an aura of authority instantly became obedient and started to act.

The village chief looked at the slender figure and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. No wonder he was the young master of the Supreme Sect. He was already like an immortal at such a young age.