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

Lin Du and Xia Tian walked side by side for a while.

She suddenly spoke again, "Can you tell what kind of Gu that Gu master is using?"

Xia Tianwu shook his head. "If a Gu Master's natal Gu is known, it's easy to target them. Gu poison is hard to cure. The poison on that person's body is various poisons, not Gu poison. I suspect that it's a Gu that craves Yin and poison."

Lin Du lowered his eyes, tapping the fan handle with his hand holding the fan. "What can a Gu Master use to suppress the backlash from Gu worms?"

Xia Tian walked steadily beside her, "If you cultivate Yin poison, you can use Yang poison to suppress the backlash. This is a common method used by Gu masters to fight poison with poison, but it will also damage your own foundation."

"A virgin?" Lin Du suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Summer paused, then shook her head. "There's no need to eat flesh and blood."

Furthermore, harming people and taking their lives incurs karmic consequences; even a Gu Master will face a calamity.

She glanced at Lin Du again, considering her words carefully, "How about, Junior Uncle, while you're reading storybooks, you also read some basic medical books?"

Aside from the heretical cultivators of Fanqian City, what other good cultivators would think that virgin boys have a great yang energy boost?

Lin Du knew he had made the mistake of clinging to outdated ideas from modern times, so he silently and obediently lowered his head. "You're right, I'll check when I get back."

"However, that Gu Master is indeed a bit strange." Xia Tianwu frowned slightly. "His pulse is as regular as shown in the pulse diagnosis manual. I have never encountered such a standard pulse for poisoning. If I had a disciple, I would definitely ask him to come and feel it for himself."

Lin Du's heart skipped a beat. He stroked the diagonal line on the top panel of the folding fan. "What level of cultivation is that person roughly at?"

Xia Tian paused for a moment, then said, "In this state, Yuan Ye could easily beat me to a pulp."

"What if you're at your peak?"

"A little better than my senior brother."

Lin Du seemed to be deep in thought. Mo Lin was born with spiritual bones, and in terms of speed of absorbing spiritual energy, no one could surpass him. Therefore, he would not spend too much time in meditation and could spend more time on other things. His physical skills were the best among the hundred generations of disciples.

"But they're not quite the same. My senior brother is outstanding in physical skills and spiritual power, while that person's internal power is strange."

Lin Du understood: one was a physical attack, and the other was a magical attack.

The group split up. Lin Du, with his two junior disciples, followed the village chief to the fields that were already covered in snow. "This formation is simple, it just requires a lot of walking."

"But Junior Uncle, what's left in the fields at this time?" Yuan Ye looked at the endless expanse of snow.

"Winter wheat, and some spiritual plants planted in the autumn." Yan Qing blurted out before the village chief could react, "A timely snow promises a good harvest, and if the wheat is covered with three layers of snow in winter, we'll sleep on a pillow of steamed buns next year."

"Young master, you actually know this?" The village chief looked at the boy in blue with surprise. "I thought..."

"Even though you're a scholar, you can't be lazy and ignorant of basic necessities," Yan Qing said, glancing at Yuan Ye. "It's understandable that you royal family members wouldn't know."

"No, that's not it. My second uncle loves farming and wants me to farm with him." Yuan Ye scratched his head. "It's just that I want to learn to sing opera."

Lin Du determined the location of farmland and villages.

"However, young master, this defensive formation is quite expensive. For us farmers, the only losses we'll suffer are some fields and livestock. If you set it up for everyone, it won't be worth it."

"I just examined the tiger demon's soul. There's also a pack of wolf demons, a bear that hasn't hibernated yet, and some petty thieves on this mountain." Lin Du paused. "Moreover, don't you supply our sect with 30% of your spiritual plants? My senior brother said that you must protect your village and spiritual fields."

She smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is our territory, and the Supreme Sect has an obligation to protect it."

Besides, this kind of ordinary low-level formation is so simple that it doesn't even need special calculations and can be set up directly. The materials and materials were given to her beforehand, so it's not a big deal.

Under the village chief's somewhat fearful yet moved gaze, Lin Du took out an iron lion from his storage ring.

The iron lion landed heavily on the thick snow, sinking several inches deep.

The village chief took a step back. "Young master, our village doesn't need an iron lion to suppress demons, does it?"

"Oh no," Lin Du reached out and grabbed the iron lion's flying ears, then slowly and forcefully pried the piece of black gold off.

The village chief's pupils dilated, and then the lion with the missing ear was put back in its place.

Lin Du weighed it in his hand. "That's about right, enough."

As she spoke, she quickly placed the piece of black gold in front of her abdomen and, with force, broke it into small pieces one after another.

The village chief was stunned.

"Please excuse my large size; I made this black gold nugget into the shape of a lion for fun, but it's a bit inconvenient to use."

Yan Qing, standing to the side, hesitated, wondering why Junior Uncle had to use something like Black Gold, which was only used in high-level formations, since He Gui had given them materials for the Beast Taming Formation.

Lin Du had already begun setting up the formation, and Yan Qing and Yuan Ye started running errands according to Lin Du's instructions. They didn't finish setting up the formation until almost dusk.

The village chief thanked him profusely, saying, "We have already prepared a feast, all rustic dishes, and a little wine. We hope the young chefs will not find it offensive."

Yan Qing was about to decline, but then heard Lin Du say, "Then we'll have to trouble the village chief. We cultivators have small appetites, so we'll just eat a little. There's really no need to prepare too much. We'll stay for one night, and once we've confirmed that everything is alright, we'll return to our sect tomorrow."

The group walked back to the village chief's courtyard.

Yan Qing walked to Lin Du's side and used her divine sense to transmit her voice, "Junior Uncle, is the array you set up more than just a beast-driving array?"

Lin Du smiled and glanced at the boy who had already grown quite tall. "Just in case. It's just some array materials, nothing valuable."

Regardless of the market price, anything that comes into Lin Du's hands has only one value.

Only those that can be deployed in formations are considered valuable.

Moreover, those two iron lions would last her forever, and she could even sell dozens of kilograms of them to make a little money.

The three people over there had already returned with their help. Lin Du and Xia Tianwu exchanged glances, and before they could even communicate with each other using their divine senses, they understood that Xia Tianwu had found something strange at the scene.

"There is indeed a faint aura of yin energy. I even saw a trace of poison on the edge of the window frame."

Lin Du's hand trembled slightly as she picked up the chopsticks. Had she just washed her hands? It seemed like she had pressed them on at the crime scene earlier.

Before Xia Tianwu could finish speaking, he saw his junior uncle cast the Cleansing Spell twice with a strange expression, even condensing some ice in his hand and rubbing it, before swallowing a Five Flavors Detoxification Pill.

That was close; I almost got poisoned to death.

Lin Du smiled again and calmly replied to the village chief's question, "It's nothing. I'm just naturally weak, so I need to take medicine before meals."

The group tacitly avoided the topic, except for Shao Fei, who softly asked the seemingly innocent young girl beside her, "Why is your junior uncle so weak from birth? Is she born with an illness? If she is like this, can she still cultivate?"

Ni Jinxuan was a little unhappy, but it wasn't directed at Shao Fei. Lin Du was usually carefree and unrestrained, like winter snow, and she had never seen her look too uncomfortable. Just now, her complexion looked bad, and she wondered if it was because she had used her spiritual power in the fight with the tiger demon.

She replied politely, "Yes, our junior uncle is the most talented. She has the highest cultivation level among the new disciples."

"How can someone as frail as her cultivate those martial arts techniques and physical skills?" Shao Fei added, "I don't mean anything by it, but I think since you all listen to your junior uncle, she must be very powerful."

Ni Jinxuan instinctively felt something was wrong, because her junior uncle had taught her that saying "I didn't mean anything else" and "That's not what I meant" usually meant something else, and it wasn't a nice thing to say.

Just as she was about to say something, a familiar, smiling voice suddenly rang in her mind, "Tell her that apart from my high cultivation level, I can't practice anything else, so I'm only responsible for giving orders. I'm powerless and rely entirely on you to protect me."