After several pushes, Lin Chuan couldn't resist, and the precious pearl still ended up in his pocket.
“Alas, thank you, Daoren.”
Lin Chuan couldn't figure out Qingyu Daoren's intentions, so he simply stopped thinking about it. At least for now, it wasn't a bad thing.
If Qingyu Daoren truly coveted his body, he might consider it.
After all, he was still a pure, innocent young man.
Sometimes, taking Mengmeng out to play every day was tiring, so it would be good to find a mother for the child.
After giving the Meeting gift , Yun Zhiyi escorted Lin Chuan and little Ru Meng all the way to the door, hesitating to speak.
She wished she could stay a little longer, to learn more about A Chuan.
“Daoren, please come to our residence often as a guest. Come to my house for a meal.”
Before parting, Lin Chuan said a polite remark.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyu Daoren vanished from the front of the residence. Lin Chuan sensed something and turned his gaze to his side.
Qingyu Daoren nodded, “I happen to be free tonight.”
“...”
Lin Chuan stood awkwardly in place.
Daoren, why don't you play by the rules?
Since the words were already out, he couldn't take them back. Lin Chuan chuckled twice, “Please.”
The three walked side by side, Lin Chuan on the left, little Ru Meng in the middle, and Yun Zhiyi on the right, like a family of three.
What a harmonious and warm scene.
But the harmony only lasted for a few steps.
Yun Zhiyi suddenly stopped in place, sharply raising her head to look into the distance.
“There’s Demonic Qi!”
In her perception, there were four Saint Realm Demon Kings hidden in the Void Realm.
Not only that, but behind the four Saint Realm Demon Kings, there was an extremely powerful energy, probably even stronger than hers.
“What’s going on?”
“It's one thing for the Four Great Demon Kings to gather in a small place like Qingyun Prefecture, but why is even a demonic Cultivator who is almost at the legendary realm here?!”
“Such strong killing intent, is it directed at me?”
Yun Zhiyi frowned deeply.
Fortunately, the opponent had not truly stepped into the legendary realm, so she could still contend with her.
“Daoren, what’s wrong?”
Lin Chuan no longer knew how to complain about the eccentric female Daoren in front of him.
She changed her mind every few steps; no one else was like that.
Following the Daoren's gaze, the sky was clear and cloudless. There was nothing special to see.
Why was the Daoren looking so intently?
Yun Zhiyi's voice gradually became serious, “Lin Gongzi, please take your beloved back first. I still have some matters to handle.”
“Okay.”
Lin Chuan realized something was wrong, but he didn't ask any further questions. He only wanted to ensure the safety of his daughter and himself, so as not to get caught in the vortex.
In Yun Zhiyi's line of sight, behind the Four Great Demon Kings, a woman slowly emerged.
The woman was originally wearing a blue flowing immortal dress, but then a raging fire seemed to consume her, causing the dress to gradually transform into red.
At the same time, her originally gentle demeanor also transformed into monstrous demonic power.
“Who are you?”
Yun Zhiyi questioned across the air.
“That's what this Supreme should be asking you! Who are you?!”
Mo Sangyu, in her red-clothed demonic Supreme state, was completely unreasonable, only wanting to clear away all obstacles.
Anyone who coveted her husband must die!
Swish!
In an instant, the red-clothed Mo Sangyu broke through space and appeared before Yun Zhiyi. The two transformed into two long streaks of green and red, soaring straight into the sky.
The terrifying commotion immediately attracted the attention of all Cultivators in Qingyun Prefecture.
Especially the residents of You Shui County, who were at the very center, their eyes widened, as if they were witnessing a miracle descend.
“What’s happening?”
Lin Chuan was completely bewildered.
Who was Qingyu Daoren fighting with?
Such terrifying aura, and it inexplicably felt familiar.
“Am I dreaming too much, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams, causing everything to seem familiar?”
Each Reincarnation in a dream was an experience in a great world.
Especially the Xuanhuan dreams of 【Perfect Demonic Lady】 and 【the wanderer's journey】, which left a deep impression on him, as the elements contained within the dreams were very diverse.
It should just be a feeling, right?
Lin Chuan couldn't understand the profound battle happening so high in the sky.
He could only summarize it in six words: “Holy cow! That’s truly amazing!”
Both sides were fighting so fiercely, yet the Cultivators of the Great Yan Dynasty were indifferent?
Not a single one went up to mediate?
While sighing, Lin Chuan couldn't help but ponder. Qingyu Daoren was so powerful, daring to disregard the Great Yan Dynasty, she must at least be a Saint Realm Cultivator.
Why would a dignified Saint Realm mighty figure befriend me?
The eight cultivation realms are Qi Cultivation Realm, Meridian Opening Realm, Ascension Realm, Mortal Shedding Realm, Divine Soul Realm, Sky Harmony Realm, Saint Realm, and Supreme Realm.
As the seventh of the eight realms, the Saint Realm was already very strong.
After all, not every prefecture could produce a Supreme.
Qingyu Daoren's opponent seemed even stronger, and extremely fierce.
“Things are getting more and more chaotic lately.”
Lin Chuan sighed, looking down, and saw little Ru Meng staring intently with wide eyes. Other children had long been crying in fright, and even adults were bowing and trembling.
This girl wasn't scared at all?
“Daddy, look! Look quickly!”
“Don’t look anymore, child, let’s go inside.”
Lin Chuan picked up the child and was about to run, but little Ru Meng's next words made him stumble, almost falling.
“Daddy, that person looks like Mommy!”
Little Ru Meng pointed at the crimson rainbow in the sky and shouted.
“My little ancestor, you can mistakenly acknowledge a daddy, but you absolutely cannot mistakenly acknowledge a mommy again!”
It was rumored that a mighty figure could monitor thousands of miles of wind and clouds with a single thought. If she heard that, he would probably die a miserable death.
Lin Chuan hoisted little Ru Meng onto his shoulder and sprinted home.
Little Ru Meng struggled on his shoulder, her gaze still striving towards the sky, her finger still pointing upwards despite being jostled around.
“Daddy, that really is Mommy!”
“Daddy, let’s go find Mommy. Mommy isn’t mad at you anymore.”
Lin Chuan ignored little Ru Meng’s words.
From such a high distance, he couldn't see clearly at all. How could Mengmeng recognize her mother? It was impossible; she must be talking nonsense!
As he ran, Lin Chuan felt something was off again, his heart sinking, and his steps gradually slowed. He put the child down from his shoulder.
He crouched down, holding the little girl's arms with both hands, looking at her seriously,
“Mengmeng, you can’t lie. Tell Daddy, is that person flying around in the sky really your mommy?”
“Yes, really.”
In little Ru Meng's innocent eyes, there was only sincerity, no trace of lies or panic.
“Mengmeng would never mistake Daddy and Mommy.”
“...”
Lin Chuan was speechless.
Considering all of little Ru Meng's peculiarities, some things had to be viewed in an extraordinary light.
Perhaps the person flying around in the sky was truly Mengmeng's biological mother.
He even doubted himself for a moment.
Did he really have a one-night stand with some girl and have this daughter, and she had been searching for years and finally found him?
He had seen many absurd stories, such as an Empress who was poisoned with aphrodisiac and needed someone to cure her, and he became a lucky recipient of such a fate.
Or perhaps he himself had amnesia and had forgotten a heartbreaking love.
Anything was possible.
Lin Chuan took a deep breath, inevitably feeling a chill in his heart. Looking at the other party's fiery temper, if he really married such a wife, he would probably often have to kneel on a washboard in the future.
In comparison, Qingyu Daoren felt better to him.
“Bah! What am I thinking?”
The more he thought, the more he deviated, Lin Chuan quickly stopped his thoughts, giving himself an urgent warning.
Why are you getting picky, kid?
Let’s just focus on staying alive first.
...
In the sky, the battle intensified.
The red-clothed Mo Sangyu cursed as she fought, growing angrier the more she thought about it.
She had only been in secluded cultivation for a period, and her home was almost stolen?
How could she tolerate this?!
Yun Zhiyi was even more enraged. What did the other party mean by calling him ‘husband’?
This is clearly my husband!