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

The power of a tiger demon at the seventh level of enlightenment should not be underestimated. Yan Qing was exhausted and could not stand up. She sat in the snow and watched her junior uncle walk over calmly.

He looked at his junior uncle with pleading eyes, hoping that his junior uncle would lend him a hand.

Lin Du simply walked up to him, glanced down, and said, "Wow, the snow is really thick, probably more than ten inches deep. It's all compacted and frozen at the bottom, yet you still managed to sink in. I can even see the mud."

Yan Qing's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. "Huh?"

After Lin Du finished complaining, he went around to Yan Qing's back, grabbed him by the back of his collar, and used some spiritual power to lift him up.

"That's enough, haven't you eaten yet?"

Yan Qing bent her legs and fell onto the snow again.

Lin Du: ...

"never mind."

She sighed, took out a Rejuvenation Pill, squatted down, first stuffed it into Yan Qing's mouth, then lifted him up and turned him over.

Yan Qing swallowed the pill and realized that his dantian was extremely empty. Just as he was about to speak, a spiritual power colder than ice and snow poured into his central meridian and then went directly to his stomach, dissolving the pill for him.

He shivered from the cold, then quickly realized that it was his junior uncle's spiritual power.

Cold, pure, profound and refined, like a spiritual spring, carrying a faint taste of melting ice water.

Soon the medicinal power of the pill dissipated, and the spiritual energy withdrew. The body immediately warmed up, and the previously weak muscles gradually regained their strength.

Just as Yan Qing was about to express her gratitude, she heard her junior uncle sigh with disdain, "Your meridians are a bit narrow. I remember you have a Heavenly Grade Golden Spiritual Root, so I had to hold back my spiritual power to channel it in."

The scholar in blue swallowed his thanks and whispered, "Golden spiritual root is one thing, but Junior Uncle, you not only have a Heavenly Grade Ice Spiritual Root, but I also heard that your birth date and time coincide with the day of the first birth of the Ice attribute, which is the day when your Ice power is at its strongest. Your destiny and talent are perfectly matched. Can a normal person have such a good life?"

It's like someone whose spiritual root isn't particularly good, but whose birth chart shows an excellent destiny, such as the Heavenly Physician Star destiny. Even if their spiritual root is mediocre, they are destined to be an excellent medical cultivator.

After saying that he was lucky, he felt something was off and looked apologetically at his junior uncle, who was pale and, despite eating a lot, had only grown taller but not fatter.

Lin Du, oblivious to everything, chuckled, "Then how come I'm number one on the Azure Cloud Ranking?"

As the two were talking, the tiger trapped in the formation began to violently ram against the spiritual energy barrier, its roars and the scratching of its claws filling the air. This made Lin Du, who was not used to speaking loudly, frown. Then, amidst Yan Qing's terrified expression, he grabbed his folding fan and stepped into the spiritual energy barrier.

Only Lin Du can freely enter and exit Lin Du's formation.

Outsiders could not find the escape route of the formation.

Even her master, Yan Ye, had to spend some time; otherwise, he would have had to forcefully use his cultivation level to suppress his own and break in.

Lin Du likes to use hidden methods, which ordinary array masters would not use, firstly because they are complicated, and secondly because they are difficult to understand.

This was because Yan Ye deliberately increased the amount of calculation for her to make things difficult, but she ended up getting addicted to it.

Mo Lin and his group arrived at that very moment.

Shao Fei followed behind Mo Lin, her voice filled with worry, "That Fellow Daoist Lin looks very unwell; I'm afraid he'll be in grave danger if he encounters a tiger demon."

"Pah, pah, pah!" Yuan Ye said, "Even if our junior uncle is weak, he must still have the ability to protect himself."

"Yes, and I won't overestimate my abilities and interfere with other people's battles," Mo Lin added, his pace quickening as he left the others behind.

When he arrived, he saw Lin Du holding the tiger demon, who was much taller than her, by the scruff of the neck with her bare hands. She had one foot firmly planted on the tiger demon's spine, forcing the beast to lie on the ground. Her pale, thin face had a coaxing smile on it, and she was saying something.

Just like when we inquired about the spirits in the ancient city that day.

This is terrible! Junior Uncle has really been provoked!

Mo Lin stopped outside the formation, trying to find a way out, but couldn't.

People arrived one after another, and Shao Fei saw Yan Qing sitting on the ground with his golden sword, leaning on it. He was covered in snow and looked as if he had used up all his spiritual power. Mo Lin was standing behind him, and all he could see was the array barrier. Lin Du, who had been indifferent but could command everyone to obey her, was not there.

"Fellow Daoist, you must have just gone through a fierce battle. Are you alright? I have some basic pills here, would you like some?"

Yan Qing looked up. "No need, thank you. You're a good person."

Shao Fei straightened up, smiled slightly, and asked, "Where is that young fellow Daoist? She looks weak and frail; I suppose you expended a great deal of energy protecting your fellow disciple?"

Yan Qing decided to take back her words, "You're a good person. What you're saying is wrong. Fellow disciples should support each other; it's a matter of principle."

"However, since you don't seem to have any fellow disciples here, you probably don't understand the meaning behind this."

Shao Fei's smile faded slightly. "Of course there is. He's in the village, but he's injured and is staying there to recover."

She looked up again and asked, "Was this formation set up by Fellow Daoist Mo Lin? It's truly amazing, no wonder you're a cultivator in the Cloud Ascension Realm."

Yan Qing hesitated, then heard a slow, indifferent voice from behind her, "No, it was Yan Qing who was talking to you. What's wrong?"

The disciples of the Supreme Sect all turned to look at the person in the formation who had been blocked by Mo Lin. That person was riding on the back of a tiger, with his chin slightly raised.

The demon-binding rope that He Gui had given each person earlier was now wrapped around the tiger's neck, becoming like a rein, and was being strangled by Lin Du with great intimidation.

The young man in the blue robe tilted his head and smiled kindly, "You agree, right, Yan Qing?"

"I am a scholar," Yan Qing met Lin Du's intimidating gaze, "I am well-versed in the classics, so naturally I would not lie."

"That's right, I set up the formation."

Mo Lin: ...

Yuan Ye, who was a step behind: ...

Yan Qing nodded vigorously.

Lin Du, satisfied, freed one hand and smiled as he touched Hu's forehead, thinking, "This kid is teachable."

Shao Feixin replied, "Fellow Daoist is truly amazing, worthy of being a disciple of the Supreme Sect."

Yuan Ye stood outside the formation. "Junior Uncle, can I ride it? I want one too. I want to ride it and beat up the tiger demon."

"Wait a minute, let me finish asking my questions first." Lin Du said, losing his previous patience to gently guide the tiger demon. He directly entered the tiger demon's soul with his divine sense, trying to find the answer.

She quickly learned the reason for the tiger demon's irritability.

Its child is gone.

Lin Du quickly thought of the faint demonic aura in the house. Indeed, the demonic aura was not strong. He had initially thought it was due to the wind, but now he realized that the demonic aura and the tiger demon were from the same source. It was probably the lost cub.

Because it's gone, I came down the mountain to look for it.

The tiger demon was extremely dissatisfied with the intruding divine sense, but because its demonic power was bound by the demon-binding rope and its spine was frozen by Lin Du's spiritual power, it could not overturn the person by brute force. Moreover, its divine sense was not as strong as the intruding divine sense, so it was forced to open its own sea of ​​consciousness.

After Lin Du finished exploring the most recent memory, the tiger demon smelled the scent of its child and walked to the window, pacing around anxiously, but found no trace of the child, only a meaningless mass of flesh and blood.

It is not its child.

But there was another mother who also lost her child.

The tiger demon sensed the same despair and sorrow, so she left to search for her child elsewhere.

She was eventually drawn here by the child's cries.

Lin Du narrowed his eyes and looked at Shao Fei. "Fellow Daoist Shao, could you please tell me again what you saw? Was it this tiger demon?"

Shao Fei hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

Lin Du chuckled, then lowered his head and patted the tiger demon's head. "Be a good boy and come back to the sect with me. I'll slaughter a pig for you to eat, just give my little junior nephew a beating, okay?"

The tiger demon couldn't say no.

Because Lin Du had already asked Mo Lin to take out the spirit beast bag.

This time we caught one alive.

Fortunately, tiger meat doesn't taste good.