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

As night fell, all was quiet except for the howling of the cold wind outside the window, while the room was warm and cozy.

Lin Du glanced at the heated kang bed that the village chief had specially ordered to be lit, remained silent for a moment, then found a chair and sat down on the spot.

Ni Jinxuan found it strange, "Junior Uncle, aren't you going to get on the kang (heated brick bed)?"

Lin Du leaned back lazily in his chair. "Fan Huo fears me. If I go up there for a while, you'll be sleeping on a cold kang."

"It's not like you need to rest anyway. Just stay here and keep warm. Cherish this time when you don't have to use your spiritual power to keep warm."

She possesses the purest ice spiritual root in the world. On the day ice was first born, any ordinary fire could be suppressed or even extinguished simply by using her spiritual power.

This is also why the master and apprentice were unable to engage in alchemy and weapon crafting.

Ni Jinxuan then remembered this detail. No wonder her junior uncle always had to keep adding firewood when he cooked, but her master never needed to add firewood when cooking.

Lin Du crossed his arms, tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and pretended to sleep, but his consciousness remained focused on the outside world.

At this moment, she also experienced the hardships that Yan Ye had gone through when he first entered the Dao. Divine sense is different from eyes. Stretching it for a long time can indeed cause some fatigue. She wondered if this was the reason why Yan Ye didn't like to go out.

Ni Jinxuan obediently sat cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed) and entered a meditative state.

Cultivators at the Phoenix Beginning Realm need a certain amount of sleep every day, but cultivators at the Heart of the Qin Realm need very little sleep. They can go without sleep for several days without any major problems, and their cultivation time is greatly extended.

It was long after nightfall, long enough that Lin Du had withdrawn her divine sense and rested several times before she felt a strange, eerie chill, different from the cold of a winter night.

She recognized the feeling; it was the overwhelming yin energy that surged after the gates of hell opened that day.

No righteous disciple would like that aura, just like someone born with "OR6A2" in their genes would find the taste of coriander unpalatable. Righteousness and evil are inherently irreconcilable.

Lin Du was still feigning sleep, arms crossed and head tilted back, his right hand gripping the Floating Life Fan tightly, his spiritual energy already channeled into his palm.

The howling wind suddenly intensified, slamming heavily against the wooden window. After several thuds, the sound of the wind banging incessantly filled the air, and finally broke through the window.

The little girl, who was sitting cross-legged on the kang, hadn't even sat up yet when the whip in her hand was already lashed out, making a loud whistling sound as it hit the cold wind through the broken window.

Lin Du sighed. He was still young and impatient.

We have to wait for someone to come in.

She opened her eyes and looked out the window.

It was pitch black outside, with no one in sight. Only the gray-black wind howled through the wooden window frame and poured into the room. What was once an ordinary small window in a rural village now seemed like the gate to hell in the desert sands of yesteryear.

Lin Du straightened up, and as he did so, the fan in his hand deftly unfolded, revealing a dazzling light in the dead of night.

There is no physical body, and no people.

Lin Du's body was moving, and his mind was racing.

Today, Mo Lin and his group visited every household to determine if anything else existed in the village. They also set up an array on the edge of the village to ensure that nothing was hidden nearby.

In addition to the beast-driving formation that He Guirang had set up, Lin Du also set up a "Diamond Wall," which was a nickname. Evil spirits could not get in, and those inside could not get out.

Black gold is the main material of the formation, and it is the natural enemy of Yin and evil spirits.

The black wind that suddenly rushed into the window took on a strange appearance. The frost was blown away by the wind into a flurry of snowflakes, as if frozen solid, and only penetrated a few steps into the room.

The copper bell at the end of the long whip made a crisp sound in the wind, and a strange vacuum zone was visibly formed around it.

Everything seemed to freeze at that moment.

But it was only a fleeting moment. The clash and restraint of spiritual energies from the three sides caused the incoming black wind to swirl around, forcibly carrying the snow, which severely restricted movement and carried a chilling aura, towards the solitary young man in the blue robe.

In just a moment, Lin Du was enveloped in black mist.

In the next instant, Lin Du actually withdrew her spiritual power, letting the dark, malevolent mist carry her away.

The long whip, adorned with delicately engraved copper bells, barely grazed Lin Du's waist before the shadowy figure had already swept him away.

A voice, even tinged with a triumphant smile, rang in Ni Jinxuan's consciousness, "In a quarter of an hour, go and call your senior brother, and tell him that I've been captured by a monster."

Lin Du was enveloped by Yin energy. The wind was cold, blowing across her face as if it wanted to penetrate her flesh. The spiritual energy in her dantian was restless, and she felt extremely detached.

She knew that it was indeed a demon's method: first extracting spiritual power, then devouring flesh and blood.

With a strange smile on his face, Lin Du struggled to raise his hand amidst the raging whirlwind. The fan in his hand closed again without him noticing. His divine sense poured out, and the snowflakes in the black mist were suddenly lit up at this moment, then swirled into a small vortex of light, colliding with the black mist whirlwind.

"You dare to leave your body in front of a formation master? You're really asking for trouble."

The black mist around him suddenly stopped, and the spiritual energy flowing through his meridians also stopped.

Lin Du's voice carried a hint of mockery and unrestrained laughter, "So you do know fear?"

While array masters may be difficult to defeat, their spiritual power is always far superior to that of physical and magical cultivators.

The spirits that others cannot grasp can be grasped by array masters; the divine souls that others cannot attack can be attacked by array masters who have cultivated divine sense attacks.

Even array masters who don't specifically cultivate their divine sense will develop a much stronger divine sense than others through day-to-day calculations and array setups.

The cultivation method practiced by Lin Du, "Tianchi Refining Spirit Technique," is said to be created by the vast ocean and its primordial forces, not by human hands, hence the name Tianchi (Heavenly Pool).

A cultivator's spiritual consciousness grows rapidly, like the deep sea, seemingly silent, but when it becomes violent, it can devour mountains and erode the sky.

She smiled as she watched the black mist disappear, and then a strange magpie-green round-necked robe came into view.

It really was Qi Zhun.

The man huddled on the kang (a heated brick bed) during the day, his back hunched over, clearly suffering from the severe cold caused by the backlash of the poison. If he had received Xia Tianwu's elixir, he might have survived.

At this moment, Lin Du could see clearly that this person was actually very tall, strangely tall, as if he had been stretched out, not grown evenly. At this moment, his whole body seemed to be shaking, and she could even hear his teeth grinding.

But she quickly realized that the poison had backfired, and the Black Snow Green Snake's venom was not so easy to cure. The man was not frozen to death, but he was half-frozen.

This poison is useless for external warmth, so this person would rather have his spirit leave his body to capture her than be a burden while still in this physical form.

Lin Du thought of the lingering poison by the window. If it was also a case of a spirit leaving the body, then how could it have left behind such a poisonous substance?

Shao Fei was the first to arrive at the scene. She said she only saw a dark figure break through the window and the scene was a mess.

Her words were clearly full of flaws, as if she was trying her best to hide something, yet every sentence led people to Qi Zhun.

Shadows, poison, and protection of fellow disciples.

Lin Du looked at Qi Zhun with a mixture of pity and amusement. What a bond between fellow disciples!

She asked him, "Before you take action, I have two questions: Did you eat that child? Did you steal the tiger demon's cub?"