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

Qi Zhun never expected that Lin Du, whom Shao Fei had described as having only cultivation and brains but no ability to protect himself, would actually be like this.

She remained calm and composed, even taking the initiative and daring to ask him questions.

But on what basis?

Lin Du suddenly spoke up, "Before I die, may I see what you originally looked like?"

Qi Zhun's eyes trembled, and his body shook even more violently. He thought that his backlash had reached its peak, so he didn't want to delay any longer and reached out to grab Lin Du's neck.

"Still a mute? I don't remember..." Lin Du said, and with a sharp crack, he slapped the man's hand with his folding fan.

Qi Zhun felt even colder; the fan was so cold that he felt his bones had become brittle in an instant.

The pale-faced youth before him raised his eyes and smiled, "Among the cultivators who came out of the Lanju Realm, there is one who is mute."

Qi Zhun's face contorted instantly, his teeth chattered louder and louder from the cold, and his eyes widened.

"Surprised?"

"You can't tell its age, but the power of its spirit is extremely strong."

Lin Du kept one hand behind his back and the other casually used to shield the person whose body was hindering their progress. "This body looks strange too. Promise me, next time you get sick, don't follow the textbook."

Although Lin Du was the only one speaking from beginning to end, and the person opposite her was shaking like an old washing machine in the dehydration stage, she still got the answer she deserved.

"Very good." Lin Du said, and her hand behind her back suddenly moved, and a piece of black gold silently fell to a spot no more than three inches behind her. It was dark at night, and the person opposite her did not notice.

Then, she laughed, raised her foot, and kicked hard at the man's raised arm. "Your body is already at its last gasp. What makes you think you can control me?"

Qi Zhun blocked the kick and finally spoke, his voice trembling, "Then what makes someone as intelligent as you, trapped in such a weak body that can't do anything but cultivate, think you can resist me?"

Lin Du tilted her head, her spiritual energy gradually accumulating in her right hand until it was full. She suddenly exerted her strength and punched her opponent.

Fortunately, I had taken an antidote pill at dinner, and its effects were still present. Even if my spiritual energy couldn't contain it, I wouldn't be poisoned.

Lin Du used the full force of his usual punch, the one he had prepared to smash onto the ice.

The ice in Luoze is extremely thick, and it gets thicker the closer you get to the waterfall. Lin Du's internal organs are now healed, and his innate deficiencies are slowly being filled. With the Ningbi Pill given by the system protecting his heart meridian, he is no longer the weakling who could only smash through the ice with a punch when the water washed him to a place like the still pool with thin ice.

Qi Zhunben had already prepared his strength, mobilizing the last bit of power he could muster, and raised his hand to unleash a sinister attack.

The energy was strange; it was a subtle, almost imperceptible force, like a punch thrown into a swamp.

But it doesn't matter.

Xia Tianwu once said that Qi Zhun in his current state could be defeated by Yuan Ye alone, unless he burned his physical essence to accelerate the backlash, he could not reach Mo Lin's level of ability.

Lin Du instinctively believed her.

Aside from alchemy and soup-making, summer is generally a reliable time of day.

Therefore, this punch, wrapped in fine frost and carrying the icy aura that Qi Zhun loathed, still arrived in front of Qi Zhun with the force of the punch after being weakly blocked by that strange power, and accurately struck his chest.

Qi Zhun's eyes widened in disbelief, and he roared in a trembling voice, "How is this possible?"

A sickly man with poor health and only cultivation level, who could even be seen as having never learned any movement techniques or physical skills, simply broke his strongest move with a punch imbued with his own spiritual power.

Lin Du's fist had already landed solidly on his chest, but the force was still there.

The spiritual energy slammed into his chest cavity, and the fist sank into his chest, producing a dull thud.

Qi Zhun slowly lowered his eyes and saw that his chest had caved in before he fell heavily to the ground.

Lin Du withdrew his fist, stood in front of Qi Zhun, his dark eyes deep, and said with certainty, "You really are not human."

Qi Zhun tried with difficulty to force a smile, but found that his body had little strength, so he finally gave up. "Didn't we say so before? Why are you only confirming it now?"

"I was bluffing you before," Lin Du said calmly, his eyes lowered. "But I'm only now sure."

The fist slammed into his chest, but there was no heartbeat.

Qi Zhun coughed as he laughed, and then a wisp of black mist emerged from his stiff body.

The wind howled like the wailing of ghosts.

The pale blue brocade robe billowed slightly in the wind, but Lin Du seemed oblivious. "I'll give you one last chance to answer all my questions."

"Since you know I come from the Lanju Realm, you should know that my spiritual power is far beyond what a mere child like you can compare to. Why did you dare to provoke me before?"

The voice had become the voice of a pure ghost, carrying a hollow, resentful, and fierce tone, questioning the living with every word as if it were weeping blood.

"I just want to live, as I have for thousands of years, and even more so now."

"If Heaven won't let me live, I'll live anyway!! If you won't let me live, then you die!"

Lin Du unleashed his divine power once more, the spiritual energy within his dantian rapidly flowing into the folding fan in his hand. Then, he suddenly bent down and knelt on one knee, channeling the spiritual energy from the top of the folding fan into the ground, whereupon a burst of light erupted.

She raised her eyes, her lower sclera revealing a hint of mockery. "Let me teach you one last lesson: never leave a formation master ample time to set up their formation in their territory."

The departed spirit, possessing power thousands of years greater than her divine consciousness, wanted to overwhelm her?

The countless vengeful spirits and the thousand years of resentment were all caused by Lin Du. How much more so this ghost that has made her body so messy and broken?

Countless golden rays lit up all around the village, then formed lines from points, constantly crisscrossing the ground, and finally converged into a complex array of patterns, bursting forth with golden light.

Lin Du straightened up, raised her hand, and a chilling golden light shot out from behind her, then shot straight into the night, transforming into array patterns that hung above their location.

The wind stopped for a moment, and the ghosts rushing towards the forest were suppressed by the formation and could not move. They struggled and twisted in terror, constantly changing their shape.

"You're not...you can't..."

"When did you set up the formation? When I came out, there was only the Vajra Wall around the village!"

The Vajra Wall can trap Yin energy, but it does not have the power to oppress or even obliterate Yin spirits.

Lin Du suddenly bent a few fingers, as if beckoning, and the oppressive array pattern above his head pressed heavily on the Yin spirit.

Qi Zhun let out a painful roar.

"So you really are an outsider." Her casual tone rang out in the cold, lonely night. "Then let me reintroduce myself. I am Lin Du, the ninety-ninth generation disciple of the Supreme Sect, and my master is the Immortal Venerable Yan Ye, the leader of the Array Dao."

"It's just an inner formation; it was only set up at the very end."

"In my territory, I am the formation itself; wherever I am, the formation is there."

"Now, answer my question, or for every breath you take, this pressure will decrease by an inch, and your spirit will be compressed by an inch. The feeling of your spirit being compressed is even worse than the backlash your body suffers, isn't it?"

"You deliberately leaked the wrong information to Shao Fei?" Hei Wu cursed angrily.

"My first question is, did you eat that child during the day?"

Lin Du stood calmly, his pale face glowing with a sacred light emanating from the golden light.

Seeing that Qi Zhun did not answer, she bent her fingers again.

The array pattern descended another inch.

Qi Zhun writhed in agony, curling into a dark, unidentified ball. "I'll talk! I'll talk! It's me!!"

"Very good." Lin Du smiled, but his voice gradually turned cold. "As a reward for you, let's go down another foot."