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

The library of the Supreme Sect remains silent year-round, like a small building standing atop a mountain in a traditional Chinese ink painting.

Most of the other disciples with masters would take the books back to their own mountain caves to read, but Lin Du was always there, even treating this library as a library with no closing time, where he would calculate formations or read miscellaneous books.

The library is guarded by a sect elder whose voice is heard but whose person is never seen. Lin Du thought that he might be one of Yan Ye's senior uncles, or even further back.

After all, cultivators who reach the third stage of the Cloud Ascension Realm have a lifespan of a thousand years, not to mention those high-level cultivators.

Life is so long, and apart from those who are resigned to their fate and waiting to die, everyone should find something to do.

The library doesn't impose many restrictions on direct disciples; they can browse through almost all the books on each floor. However, the sect rules stipulate that disciples are not allowed to copy or pass on their teachings, and they must ask their elders if a cultivation technique is suitable before they can begin practicing it.

The Supreme Sect is extremely lenient with its disciples, which Lin Du finds unreal. Perhaps this is why those wild disciples he picked up by the roadside had room to cause trouble.

She thought, this is a good place, a peaceful place, and it should remain peaceful forever.

After Lin Du finished writing those ten large characters, she went up to the library again, wanting to find as many books as possible about Gu magic and records about Yunnan.

She had roughly figured out where each type of book was located in the entire bookstore, just like when she was very young, during winter and summer vacations, her busy parents would always send her to the Xinhua Bookstore, and she figured out what was on every shelf on every floor of the four-story building. Even many years later, she still remembered it.

"If you're looking for books related to Gu techniques, your fifth senior brother has already come and taken them away."

The voice from the library gave a deep reminder, but Lin Du was not discouraged. "Then I'll look for books and maps from southern Yunnan."

The terrain in southern Yunnan is complex, and she wanted to understand it thoroughly to be prepared.

In some ways, she is very receptive to advice, such as when Feng Chao told her to make thorough preparations.

When Yuan Ye arrived, Lin Du was reading a book while taking notes in a small notebook.

Feng Chao was right. Her ability to control the brush was still limited. So, to make it easier to take notes in small characters, she used a brush that she had broken earlier, sharpened to a point with a rounded tip, dipped it in ink, and wrote in the same way as she would with a fountain pen.

So when Yuan Ye arrived, he saw this strange scene.

"Junior Uncle, what did you call me to the library for this afternoon?"

"Didn't you want tea?" Lin Du pointed to the teapot beside him. "Pour yourself. Do you need me to serve you?"

Yuan Ye didn't mind her usual way of speaking, and happily moved closer. Then, remembering how his junior uncle had left Tianxin Peak with a deathly pale face last night and this morning, he asked, "Junior Uncle, is your soul healed?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Du felt his eardrums buzzing again, and the battle song played by the suona and erhu echoed in his mind. He raised his hand holding the pen slightly.

This simple action startled Yuan Ye, who even forgot to drink the tea he had been longing for. "The way you hold the pen looks so familiar."

Lin Du was holding a pen in a modern way, and her heart skipped a beat. "Have you ever seen anyone hold a pen like that?"

"Not really," Yuan Ye scratched his head. "I once had a study companion who held a pen like this. He said that his tutor would hold the pen like this when he was daydreaming, and he thought of his tutor and just mimicked that gesture."

Lin Du had never known how Prince Yuan Ye had come from the mortal realm to the spirit realm, and upon hearing this, he was momentarily stunned. "Really?"

"Yes, it's a pity he went to the front lines to fight the enemy. I followed the Imperial Advisor to the Spirit Realm, and I wonder how he is now? The Western Xia cavalry is ruthless, and I'm afraid the Xie family..."

Yuan Ye suddenly realized he had said too much. A rare look of worry and bewilderment appeared on his fair and full face, as if he were recalling something. "At that time, the Imperial Preceptor told my father that I had the potential for enlightenment and that if I went with him, I could find a way to save the country after I had learned it. But when I arrived in the Spirit Realm, I was chosen by the Supreme Sect and entered the sect. Only then did I realize that people in the cultivation world could no longer ask about the affairs of the mortal world."

Lin Du never expected that this little dumpling, who looked like he'd been tricked, would have such a patriotic and concerned-for-the-people side. "Don't tell me you're thinking of going back to seize the throne after you've finished your studies?"

"Only a scoundrel would become emperor!" Yuan Ye blurted out, then realized his mistake and muttered in defense, "Anyway, I'm not going to be one. Let whoever wants to be one be one. My father doesn't have the skills to do the job. He's beset by internal and external troubles, a mess everywhere. I'd rather be an actor than be like that old man trying to hold things together!"

Lin Du: ...No wonder one wants to sing opera and the other likes to farm.

She raised her hand and gently pushed the tea in front of him with her breath. "Have some."

"That imperial advisor doesn't seem to have very good spiritual roots. The Supreme Sect selects people first. He told me at the time, 'Everyone has their own destiny. Your Highness, you should go. Our fate has come to an end. He can't save the country, but at least he can save me.'"

Yuan Ye paused, then lowered his eyes. At that time, he had no spiritual power, and even though he searched very hard after going up, he was unable to find the Imperial Preceptor again.

"Actually, I know why the Imperial Advisor only brought me along. It's because I'm the only one who doesn't want to be the emperor and won't point my finger at him and accuse the sorcerer of ruining the country. The Imperial Advisor asked me which play I liked the most, and I said I loved watching 'The Yellow Millet Dream'."

At this point, Yuan Ye suddenly chuckled, "The reason why the Imperial Preceptor brought a prince along was so that my father would give him plenty of money and not worry that he would cheat me out of the money and run away. He brought all the gold and jade items from my father's private treasury, and he was so tired on the way that he refused to let go."

"As a result, the ferry suddenly arrived in the spirit realm. After walking ashore for a long time, we discovered that mortal gold and jade were like bricks and stones here, while spirit stones were the hard currency. In the end, we were forced to stay in the kitchen and wash dishes for several days."

He said he was tired, took a sip of tea, and his eyes lit up. "It really is good stuff. My master got two ounces of your tea leaves and he's been counting the leaves to brew them."

Lin Du laughed along, then turned around and heard Yuan Ye chattering away, talking about how another boar on the back mountain was pregnant, and how today he saw the eldest brother following the second sister around like a timid wife.

As Yuan Ye spoke, he leaned closer to her with a shifty look in his eyes, "Didn't Shao Fei say that she had a way to save Senior Brother and thus gain his forgiveness?"

"Then the eldest brother was sitting and drinking hot water when he suddenly jumped up and said that no matter how helpless she was, she had actually told the evil cultivator that the junior uncle was the candidate. If the junior uncle hadn't been smart and prepared, what would have been the consequences? He would not forgive her and would rather die than be treated by such a person."

"When Senior Brother rushed to save you, and Jin Xuan and I were there, Shao Fei came to inform on you, you had already been captured for almost a quarter of an hour. Shao Fei didn't know your abilities, Junior Uncle. Evil cultivators eat people, and by the time she arrived a quarter of an hour later, you were already dead. She definitely had bad intentions!"

Yuan Ye clicked his tongue and shook his head. "Senior Brother just doesn't know how to judge people well enough. I noticed it from the very beginning. Shao Fei keeps calling him her savior, so she must be after Senior Brother."

Lin Du raised his hand and gave him a perfunctory clapping. He truly lived up to his reputation as a member of the royal family. Although he was not well-educated, he was a master of palace intrigue.

"But Yuan Ye, Yan Qing mentioned at the dinner table yesterday that you asked me why I lied to Shao Fei about her lack of ability."

Yuan Ye chuckled, scratched the back of his head, and looked up at the sky. "Ah, really? I don't remember. It must be that Yan Qing read the book incorrectly and has a bad memory."

Lin Du chuckled, then suddenly sensed a fluctuation in energy. She looked up at the child who was still pretending to be stupid with surprise, "Yuan Ye, you're about to advance."

Yuan Ye exclaimed in surprise, only to realize that spiritual energy was already surging towards him. The barrier between the early and middle stages of the Qin Xin Realm had long since been broken with a crack.