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

Lin Du was in a lot of pain. The feeling of heart pain was not unfamiliar to her, but this time, when she forcibly mobilized her spiritual power in an instant, the surging spiritual power rushed through her meridians, and her heart meridian was impacted to the point of being in danger. It looked like her heart was about to be torn apart.

The medicinal power of Ningbi Pill continuously filled the cracks, attempting to repair and make up for the mess caused by the heart's owner's forced riot.

Lin Du then realized that this body was indeed from the cultivation world, even its heart was different from that of ordinary people. She had seen the hearts of mice, rabbits and humans, but they were all just bloody, fleshy lumps.

But when she looked inward at her body, her heart shone with a faint, glassy light, and she couldn't see any flesh or blood in it.

So that's what Jiang Liang meant when he said something different from ordinary people.

Lin Du felt a metallic taste in his throat, and then spat out a mouthful of blood.

The moment Xia Tianwu arrived, she witnessed this scene. Her usually cold and indifferent voice instantly rose in pitch, calling her by her full name, "Lin Du!"

Lin Du was still standing, one hand unconsciously pressed against her heart. It should have been a fragile scene of Xi Shi clutching her heart, but her pale face revealed an unmistakable ferocity. She was still standing, her back straight, looking at the woman who was already bleeding from all seven orifices and had a weak breath.

She asked, "Didn't you want to use us to betray your master? Then don't hold me back."

Actually, she knew that this matter should not be blamed on Shao Fei. At most, she could only blame Mo Lin for being reckless in putting away his stick. It was a rural area, and it was nighttime. Shao Fei did not know that her energy would touch her last living array stone. The inner array was inherently extremely risky. One wrong step could lead to drastic consequences. At most, she could only blame fate.

But she truly hated this damned fate.

This person was just a few breaths away from dying, but then Mo Lin and Shao Fei arrived.

A simple phrase like "fate plays tricks on people" can cover up countless misfortunes and disappointments in the world.

Lin Du frowned, no longer looking at the person who was slumped on the ground, still rapidly drawing a strange Gu array with his own blood. He slowly looked up at the hazy moon in the sky. "Ah, Second Nephew, what brings you here? The moonlight is lovely tonight."

Xia Tian didn't look at the person on the ground, missing the hand that reached out to grab her robe. "Didn't I tell you not to recklessly use your spiritual power?"

She stood in front of Lin Du, her usually aloof face now showing a hint of anger. "If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have seen your glorious moment of vomiting blood. Hold out your hand."

Lin Du slowly lowered his gaze from the sky and met those eyes, which were both extremely cold and extremely beautiful. He originally wanted to say something irrelevant, but the chill in those eyes froze him so much that he dared not speak.

She obediently lowered her head and extended her hand.

Xia Tian grabbed her wrist, poured his spiritual energy into it, and then laughed in anger.

"I was wondering why Junior Uncle sent me to watch over that mother today, and wouldn't let me stay in the same guest room as you. Was he trying to get rid of me? What, as a medical cultivator, even if I didn't see Junior Uncle recklessly using his spiritual power, could I not even take his pulse?"

Xia Tian rarely smiled. Even when a bunch of rascals were laughing and joking, her rosy lips would only curve into a slight smile. But now, she was so angry at Lin Du that she laughed out loud, and what she said left no room for anyone to explain.

Mo Lin looked at the sky, the ground, and the corpses, but dared not look at his junior uncle and second junior sister.

The second junior sister appears calm and aloof, but when she truly erupts, she is even more terrifying than the strange fire within her.

Lin Du, of course, dared not speak. The man who had just been holding a fan and trying to turn the tide, thinking himself incredibly cool and invincible, was now behaving himself, even keeping his legs together and keeping his tail between his legs.

Xia Tian frowned as he finished taking Xia Tian's pulse. "Do you know what will happen if your heart isn't protected by the medicine, and your spiritual energy explodes again? Your heart meridian will shatter, and there will be no way to save you. Neither my master nor I can save you. Why won't you listen?"

Lin Du felt he could hold on a little longer, since the system's products were of guaranteed quality.

She thought for a moment, "What's the point of restraining myself all day? Can't I just be reckless this once..."

"I was wrong."

She met Xia Tianwu's sharp gaze, admitted her mistake readily and decisively, and swallowed two rather large pills that were forcibly stuffed into her mouth.

After swallowing for a long time, Lin Du was unable to catch his breath and didn't dare to say a word.

Like a cat caught doing something wrong, it stiffens its neck, tucks its tail between its legs, and remains silent.

Summer is truly a time of anger and frustration. Doctors often feel both angry and anxious when faced with patients who don't follow medical advice.

But this was a patient, and the only junior uncle who affirmed the value of her discarded pills, that sharp-tongued but soft-hearted child.

She clearly knew the consequences, yet she did it anyway, knowing it was impossible, simply to eliminate the evil spirits.

Xia Tian, ​​fuming with nowhere to vent her anger, turned to Mo Lin and said, "You didn't come to save Junior Uncle? Is this how you save people? Junior Uncle saved you, didn't he?"

Mo Lin dared not speak, and hesitated for a while. He was worried about his junior uncle's injuries, and wanted to ask but was too ashamed to. Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he pointed to the people on the ground, "It's all her and her fellow disciple's fault! If it weren't for their interference, our junior uncle wouldn't have been captured, and wouldn't have put himself in danger. Let's take them back and interrogate them properly!"

Summer then noticed that there were two "corpses" on the ground.

Lin Du almost wanted to applaud Mo Lin, because as he shouted that, the system finally appeared.

[Current quest progress: 30%, Drop reward: One bottle of Azure Elixir]

Lin Du was quite satisfied with that bottle. "You're sensible."

Just as the system was about to express its gratitude, it heard the host retort, "Why only 30%? In this situation, is Mo Lin supposed to wait until I'm dead to fall in love with him?"

【…】

Current task progress: 50%

Lin Du raised an eyebrow, but before he could speak, the system quickly added a sentence.

[No more kisses, please. Based on calculations, the unhealthy trend hasn't been completely severed. The current target completion rate is 50%, but this may fluctuate and be adjusted at any time, please.]

"It could be adjusted at any time, even you can't predict that, right? So how do we determine if the story is complete?"

After severing all unfavorable relationships, one will naturally encounter their true love.

"Is there anyone destined to be without a Daoist partner?"

Yes, but Mo Lin isn't that kind of person.

"So, who is Mo Lin's destined partner?"

The system doesn't know either.

Lin Du took a deep breath. "I'll settle the score with you later."

She was now powerless to do anything. The two pills, one for nourishment and one for pain relief, were not enough for her crippled body. The pain was tearing at her mind, leaving her unable to think too much.

Lin Du suddenly understood why the evil cultivator's mind was clouded when he craved flesh and blood—it was because it hurt too much.

The pain was so intense that I couldn't think rationally and was driven by instinct.

Qi Zhun forgot that he was once a righteous sword cultivator of the fourth level of the Huiyang Realm, and forgot that he attended the meeting with the idea of ​​saving the world. He only remembered that he had waited for a thousand years, and his only obsession with survival had nurtured a thousand years of resentment. After seeing the hope of getting out, they tore each other apart again. He waited for a full five hundred years before he finally managed to snatch an identity to get out.

Given the circumstances, we have no choice but to live; we must live.

Lin Du suddenly realized that she had been affected by that resentment.

Xia Tianwu was looking at the person on the ground. Shao Fei was still alive, or rather, she had miraculously survived when her life was hanging by a thread, and her life had actually returned. She bent down to look at her.

Mo Lin frowned, his arms instinctively loosening as he tried to stop her. "Second Junior Sister, that's a Gu Master. Don't touch her. Be careful, it might be a trap."

Lin Du suddenly raised his head in surprise, his gaze falling on Mo Lin's profile.

The young man's eyes held a sense of righteous responsibility and concern, but when his gaze fell upon the woman in the blood array, a clear scrutiny and distance became apparent.

Lin Du didn't understand how this could possibly work.

She instinctively felt something was wrong. Although Mo Lin was honest and straightforward, it was precisely because of this honesty that he possessed the sense of responsibility and justice that all the senior disciples of the righteous path had. From the very beginning, he had disliked Shao Fei, the Gu Master.

She asked the system through her consciousness.

"Is your plot not based on an omniscient perspective at all? Perhaps the plot is incomplete, and there are other things that you and I are unaware of?"

The system remained silent for a long time, so long that Lin Du thought it was gone.

Isn't the story of a novel inherently based on a single, one-sided perspective?

Some things look strange, but it's just that you see them differently depending on your angle.

Lin Du certainly understood this principle; that was her thought, which is why she asked the system, wanting to confirm it.

But for the first time, she sensed something strange, because the system, when put seriously, sounded somewhat familiar.

It's like she and the system are in a car. She's the driver and the system is the passenger. They're looking at different roads and receiving different information, but they're on the same road.