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

Ni Jinxuan didn't know why her junior uncle wanted her to say that, but she was always obedient, so she tilted her head and smiled, saying, "Our junior uncle only needs brains and cultivation; we'll take care of carrying out the plan and protecting her!"

Shao Fei smiled upon hearing this, "Your sects have such a good relationship, I really envy you."

"Of course, fellow disciples share a deep bond, which I'm sure you understand as well," Yuan Ye suddenly interjected, then calmly began praising the delicious food on the table.

"I never realized Yuan Ye was such a talkative kid," Mo Lin said, speechless.

"A skillful dancer with long sleeves." Yan Qing succinctly stated.

Lin Du seemed to be thinking, "Is this the royal family's passive skill of palace intrigue at the dinner table?"

During the meal, the village chief and several village elders were praised by Yuan Ye to the skies, and everyone enjoyed themselves immensely.

Lin Du stopped eating after finishing a small bowl of rice. The others followed suit and also only ate one bowl of rice, but they kept praising him.

Mo Lin glanced at Lin Du again. Junior Martial Aunt wasn't a picky eater. In the past, when some elders were inexperienced in cooking, they would put in too much salt, burn the rice, or cook it undercooked, but she would eat it without any problem. Today's meal was also quite good, so why was Junior Martial Aunt eating so little?

After the meal, the group left the house, and Ni Jinxuan asked, "Junior Uncle, were you injured today? You didn't seem to have much of an appetite."

It was already night, and some people who went to bed early had already turned off their lights. The lights outside were dim. Lin Du stood in the courtyard, casually leaning against a withered tree, crossed his arms and chuckled, "That's their winter surplus. We won't be hungry if we skip a meal, but what about them? Not eating it would be disrespectful to them. We'll just politely eat a bowl."

The heavy snow in winter blocked the mountain, and the villagers' cultivation levels were low. Many of them had not even entered the Dao. Even those who had entered the Dao were mostly only at the first level of the Phoenix Realm. Only the village chief was at the second level of the Qin Heart Realm. Unlike them, they did not have excellent cultivation techniques and physical skills to learn. Their skills were all minor, and it would be extremely costly for them to go to the city to purchase supplies.

Mo Lin then realized what his junior uncle, who used to eat as much as him in one meal, was thinking, and was momentarily stunned.

Junior Martial Aunt often seems like someone who observes the crowd with a detached eye, but the things she does are always within the realm of worldly affairs.

Ni Jinxuan quietly pulled a roasted sweet potato from her bosom. "I was just helping some people put on talismans with my senior brothers and sisters. They gave it to me. They said it was really sweet. I thought Junior Uncle likes sweets, so I saved it for you. But you guys came back from setting up the formation just in time for lunch, so I didn't have time to give it to you yet."

Lin Du stood there lazily, not reaching out, "You eat, Junior Uncle isn't hungry."

She glanced at Mo Lin, "Let's set up a barrier."

Mo Lin raised his hand and set up a spiritual energy barrier to isolate sound. "Junior Uncle, please speak."

Xia Tianwu spoke first, "That Gu Master is problematic; he's the one who suffered a backlash."

"Qi Zhun," Lin Du said, "that's what the guy Mo Lin saved called him."

Her tone was teasing, with a hint of banter typical of close friends. Mo Lin's eyes widened. "Junior Uncle, I really didn't save her. She just clung to me."

"Do you think she's after my golden elixir?"

Lin Du couldn't help but chuckle, "Junior Uncle may not know, but it's always a good thing to be vigilant."

"But that girl seems to like you quite a bit."

Yuan Ye added, "More than that, seven out of ten sentences are about our senior brother, and the remaining three sentences are roundabout ways of understanding him."

He was young, but he had seen a lot and was extremely experienced. "That's how the concubines in the harem always looked at my father during the palace banquet. Even when they were talking to others, their eyes were always fixed on my father."

"At that table today, she glanced at Junior Uncle a few more times, but at other times she was looking at you."

Ni Jinxuan suddenly went off-topic, "Junior Uncle is so handsome, who wouldn't love to look at him? Today, Auntie even told me that among our group, Junior Uncle is as handsome as an immortal who came from the snow."

"She's not attracted to me because I'm good-looking."

As Lin Du spoke, he glanced at Mo Lin and noticed that this fine young man was actually blushing.

This has gone too far.

Lin Du cleared his throat and began to try to salvage the situation, "Kid, you know that girl doesn't really like you, right?"

"She just thinks she likes you. Ever heard of the suspension bridge effect?"

The group shook their heads in unison, and Mo Lin looked straight at his junior uncle, humbly accepting his teachings.

"The so-called suspension bridge effect is that when we are in a dangerous situation, such as walking on a swaying suspension bridge with only one rope and no support, our heart rate will increase. If we happen to meet someone at this time, we will mistakenly think that our heart rate is increased because of that person, that is, we are attracted to them."

After Lin Du finished speaking, he looked at the group of bewildered children in front of him, one with an icy expression and the other with a pensive look, and he had a bad feeling.

As expected, Yuan Ye asked, "But we can fly directly there, why do we need to cross the suspension bridge?"

Lin Du smiled. "What do you mean, Junior Uncle? If a seventh-level Enlightenment stage tiger demon were chasing you right now, wouldn't you panic?"

Yuan Ye suddenly felt a slight pain in his buttocks. "Hmm."

"If a fairy suddenly appeared and chased away the tiger demon for you, you might easily mistake the pounding heart from your intense running for attraction to her, and then..."

Lin Du straightened up, walked up to Yuan Ye, and slapped him hard, startling the child. "And then you thought you'd fallen in love?"

Before Yuan Ye could speak, Lin Du turned to Mo Lin and said, "Nephew, you've always been clever; you should understand what I mean, right?"

Mo Lin pondered for a moment, then nodded vigorously. "Shao Fei doesn't really like me. Even if a wolf demon saved her, she would still like the wolf demon. There's a misunderstanding between us, a huge misunderstanding."

Lin Du pondered for a moment, and realized that this idea wasn't wrong.

[But host, Shao Fei didn't like Mo Lin at all in the early stages; she was just using him.]

Lin Du tapped the fan handle. "Liking Mo Lin's spiritual bone means you like our eldest nephew, don't you?"

Once Mo Lin realizes that Shao Fei doesn't truly love him, many things will be much easier to handle.

"There are many loopholes in Shao Fei's wording," Lin Du said, then turned to the main point. "The one who eats people isn't a tiger demon, and the one she drove away wasn't a tiger demon either. She doesn't want us to pay more attention to her fellow disciples. I can't say for sure about the Flying Star Sect, but at least the outer disciples have some problems."

She paused, then continued, "From the very beginning today, Shao Fei has been testing the cultivation and abilities of the six of us."

Ni Jinxuan suddenly realized, then her eyes widened, "So, Junior Uncle, you want me to say that?"

Lin Du smiled and pinched her hair bun. "Fishing, huh?"

She beckoned a group of people closer, saying, "I've been thinking, don't you think that person's face looks strange?"

Xia Tian's eyes flashed, "Disguise, I felt the muscle structure was off today."

The six of them exchanged glances, and they could all see the eagerness in each other's eyes.

Which righteous disciple doesn't dream of slaying evil spirits?

"But if we made such a scene today, wouldn't we have alerted them?" Yan Qing stroked his chin.

A slight smile appeared on Lin Du's pale face. "Why do you think I used black gold to set up the formation?"

"Tonight, no one will be able to escape my ranks."

Legal fishing, but trapping the prey.