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

As you travel from north to south, the weather gradually warms up.

Lin Du felt unusually warm, but it wasn't because of the warm spring weather in the south; it was because Jiang Liang forced her to drink three bowls of bitter medicine.

The effects of that medicine can last for at least ten days to half a month.

This was a rare experience for her, because she had an ice spiritual root. After entering the Dao, apart from the brief warming after taking medicine and eating, most of the time, when her spiritual energy circulated, she was like a walking ice machine.

After a night of intense mental work, Lin Du casually lay back and slept on the spirit boat.

There was clearly a canopy on the spirit boat for shelter from the sun and rain, and for drinking tea and resting, but she didn't go in. Instead, she lay down on the wide deck, covered her face with a book, and closed her eyes to take a nap.

Xia Tianwu stood guard at the bow of the boat, with hot tea bubbling on the stove beside him. Mo Lin huddled inside the boat awning. He no longer had any spiritual energy protecting him, only Xia Tianwu's spiritual power shielding him. To avoid any accidents, it was best for him to stay hidden.

Two members of the Flying Star Sect were huddled at the stern. Although Tao Xian hadn't done anything wrong, two of the three were victims, and the other looked cold and unapproachable. Tao Xian didn't have the face to go over and exchange pleasantries with him.

What if they ask for more money while we're talking?

Even without speaking, the disciples of the Supreme Sect possess a formidable presence through their appearance and aura.

Lin Du actually fell into a deep sleep. The spirit boat was not as stable as the spirit ship, but it was more agile. It floated up and down in the sea of ​​clouds. It wasn't a good place to sleep, but it was enough to recharge his energy.

The journey from the northeast to the southwest of Zhongzhou was quite long, taking nearly two and a half hours, yet the boat remained completely silent.

When Lin Du woke up groggily, he pulled the book off his face, slowly sat up, and glanced at the human world beneath the sea of ​​clouds.

Today's journey was unusually smooth, without any wind or rain. The sky was sometimes overcast and sometimes clear, and when Lin Du opened his eyes, it was a fine day.

She suddenly felt a little dazed, wondering if there was a Jiangnan region in this Central Plains.

Lin Du heard a faint clapping sound. At first, she didn't recognize it, only that it sounded familiar. But she quickly remembered that when she confronted Qi Zhun that day, his teeth were chattering and trembling from the effects of his Gu poison. She turned around and asked, "Are you cold?"

Mo Lin was holding the sword staff, sitting upright with his back straight. He was holding his arms with his hands clasped around his chest. If it weren't for the high-pitched sound of the end of the sword staff hitting the base, no one would have noticed anything unusual.

He opened his mouth and said, "It's alright."

For the people of the Supreme Sect, saying "it's alright" roughly means that they are not dead.

Lin Du stood up. "Tianwu."

She gripped the spine of the book and replaced Xia Tianwu's position.

Mo Lin looked helplessly at his junior uncle's back. When he saw his second junior sister coming over, her eyes full of disapproval, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Why didn't you tell me you were cold?"

"Fortunately, we can hold on."

They didn't directly say that the poison had taken effect, since there were outsiders on the ship, and it was best not to let them know the details of Mo Lin's physical condition.

Xia Tian Wuwei frowned slightly, seeing that every muscle in his body was probably trembling with fear. He sighed and sat down opposite him. "I'd like to trouble Junior Uncle to keep an eye on the ship for me."

"No problem."

Lin Du casually left a divine sense on the control panel at the bow of the boat, turned around and activated a small barrier array plate. As he passed the awning, he casually tossed it inside, nonchalantly not giving the two people inside a single glance.

Restrictions and barriers require some understanding of spatial rules. Mo Lin knows a little, but Xia Tian doesn't. Mo Lin is currently unable to cast spells, so Lin Du has to do it.

Without even pausing, she walked around to the back of the boat awning with her book in her arms. Meeting the two men's somewhat bewildered gazes, she put down the stool she was carrying, then sat down there with an air of nonchalance, facing them directly, and gave them a kind smile.

For some reason, Tao Xian felt an instinctive urge to clutch his storage bag tightly when faced with that smile.

He gave an IOU for the 500,000 high-grade spirit stones, so he naturally didn't have that many spirit stones. He had never seen 50,000 high-grade spirit stones in his life, let alone 500,000.

I don't know why the elder made unconditional concessions, giving away whatever amount was given. This must have emptied out a small spirit stone mine, right?

"Master Lin... Master Lin, what's wrong?"

Lin Du nodded slightly. "I'm awake. I have a few questions I'd like to ask you."

Tao Xian glanced at the book she was holding; the cover read "Records of Folk Customs in Southern Yunnan." He straightened his back and said, "Please ask."

"Are there no mushrooms to eat in southern Yunnan at this time of year?"

Tao Xian: ?

I thought it was something important, and you ask me this?

He answered honestly, "It's almost time for Lingcong mushrooms, so they're still available. At this time of year, you can still find them in the mountain villages of western Yunnan."

Lin Du then steered the conversation to the crafts of weapon crafting and flower making in southern Yunnan, which differed somewhat from other places. His words were full of the curiosity of a child who had never been to southern Yunnan.

Tao Xian spoke with a hint of a smile, no longer so cautious.

"Actually, there are distinctions in southern Yunnan. The special weapon-forging methods in those villages are not passed down to outsiders. Some are only passed down to women, and some are only passed down to men..."

As Lin Du listened, he glanced at Shao Fei out of the corner of his eye. She seemed a little dazed, her gaze fixed on the bamboo curtain of the boat awning behind her.

Because of the barrier of that array, no matter what you do, you can't see what the people inside are doing.

Portable array plates are mostly used for surveying and sensing, and some can be used for gathering spirits and creating barriers, but their range of effect is relatively small. Large-scale arrays related to spatial rules still need to be set up based on the terrain. The barrier that Lin Du threw in only covered a small area, which happened to fall inside the boat awning.

"Speaking of which, what are Daoist Molin and that other person doing?" Tao Xian couldn't help but ask.

The onset of the Gu poison progresses over time. Despite the bright sunshine, Mo Lin felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. It was a chill that emanated from his very bones, not only cold but also accompanied by a hollow pain as if his marrow had been ripped out.

At first, Xia Tianwu's spiritual power only needed to circulate once to have a suppressive effect, but now it can't, and he has to circulate it several times.

Upon hearing this question, Lin Du did not answer directly, "Does Fellow Daoist Tao have a Daoist partner?"

Tao Xian shook his head.

"Then single people shouldn't ask about adult matters." Lin Du replied with a smile, but his gaze was fixed on Shao Fei, who looked exactly like a naughty child who was protecting the food of his elders.

Tao Xian: ...What kind of term is "single dog"? I suddenly felt a pang in my heart.

The spirit boat began to slow down slowly, passing through the clouds. The terrain in southern Yunnan is high, and along the way, one could see continuous green mountains, which were much more humid than the north.

"Young Daoist, did Daoist Mo Lin say whether we should go to the sect to get the spirit stones first, or head to the city where the famous Gu doctor lives?"

Tao Xian looked at Lin Du.

Lin Du glanced at Shao Fei, and she had a strange feeling that it was better to keep this person under her watchful eye.

According to what she learned from Feng Chao, after that meeting, the three sects, six factions, and ten schools only found out that thirty-nine people were ghosts possessing demon bodies. Of the two people from the Supreme Sect who entered back then, one was still in seclusion, and the other had died many years ago.

The Flying Star Sect failed to find any demons, yet Qi Zhun, an outer disciple of the Flying Star Sect, successfully accepted the mission and is now willing to spend 550,000 to bring back Shao Fei, an outer disciple. There must be something fishy going on.

"Let's go to Phoenix City," Lin Du replied.

In Phoenix City in southern Yunnan, there lived a highly respected Gu doctor. No one knew when she arrived or how long she had existed. Ordinary Gu practitioners lived in groups, maintaining their families for generations and not intermarrying with outsiders. However, she moved to the city and lived apart from her group, treating only outsiders suffering from Gu poison. Moreover, she was extremely strict about her conditions, refusing to treat anyone who did not meet them.

The records say that this witch doctor was called Granny Ma, and that some people knelt for a hundred days without receiving her treatment.

Their best option now is to find Granny Ma; their worst option is to go directly to the Gu village where Qi Zhun came from.