Chapter 138: Marry Them All Home

Sister, I'm here.

Lin Chuan answered, opened the door and stepped out, and saw Lin Yangyang rush into the courtyard impatiently.

Chuan, you've been dreaming about me lately, right?

Perhaps we're in the same dream.

Lin Yangyang opened the door and got straight to the point, her gaze blazing as she looked at Lin Chuan; last time they had discussed the matter of "dreaming" together.

She always felt her little brother was hiding something from her.

Hmm.

Being stared at like that by his sister made Lin Chuan uneasy; his sister had always been clever, unlike Lü Ya, who was simple‑minded.

She must have guessed that it wasn't a dream.

Lin Yangyang then asked, "Chuan, everything in the dream is real, right?"

Yes.

Lin Chuan nodded, straightforwardly agreeing.

Lin Yangyang squinted, asking with a hint of testing:

"You are Tianmo Chuan? I am Yang Zu?"

Probably…yes.

Lin Chuan smiled.

Lin Yangyang pressed further: "When did you become aware of all this? Since you set out on the Path of Cultivation?"

At that time I wasn't quite sure.

Lin Chuan replied.

Lin Yangyang frowned; memories of Yang Zu flooded her mind, yet the consciousness truly in command was still herself,

who is Lin Chuan's elder sister Lin Yangyang.

"Chuan, the several mysterious women surrounding you lately, including Daoist Master Qingyu, are all connected to the dream?"

That story is a long one.

Lin Chuan explained: "After the life of Tianmo Chuan, I must have gone through many Reincarnations, and each Reincarnation had its own fated relationships."

Lin Yangyang was stunned, "So the current situation is that fated ties from many lives have converged into this one, all falling on you?"

Exactly.

Lin Chuan spread his hands, a helpless expression on his face, "Sister, you know my current predicament, right? The backyard is about to catch fire."

What's the problem?

Lin Yangyang laughed loudly: "Sister will decide for you; if you marry them all and bring them home, our family can support them."

It's not that easy.

Lin Chuan wore a worried face, "These wives are each a Heavenly Pride; under normal circumstances they cannot share a room."

If such a day ever comes, it could only be at my funeral.

The reality is just like that, truly unsolvable.

Lin Yangyang immediately assumed the "eldest sister as mother" role, beginning to think of a way to have her younger brother marry several more wives.

She placed one hand on her forehead, her brows furrowing tighter,

"This truly is a dilemma; even if they were willing to share a room, they'd likely fight over the title of principal wife, bloodied heads and all."

"The best solution, then, is to have no principal wife and marry them all together."

"Secular rules, if they're abolished, they're abolished."

"I think the same," Lin Chuan nodded heavily, "If we marry, we marry them all at once, but…"

"But…"

Lin Yangyang gave a light laugh, taking over, "The bridal chamber is another problem, right?"

"You still understand me, sister."

Lin Chuan was at a loss, both laughing and crying.

Such matters can probably only be discussed with his sister.

With anyone else, he wouldn't know how to bring it up.

Lin Yangyang seemed interested, arms crossed over her chest, gossip‑sparkle in her eyes,

"Tell me first, what's the situation with your wives?"

"Sister, I'm one of them."

At that moment, a soul form floated over, it was the spontaneously manifested Tu Shan Jiao Jiao.

Lin Chuan: "…"

Forgot this part.

Has Tu Shan Jiao Jiao already been eavesdropping for half a day?

"Nine-Tailed Fox?" Lin Yangyang exclaimed in surprise, "What a beautiful Nine-Tailed Fox."

Having walked the Path of Cultivation for so long and awakened the memory of Yang Zu's past life, Lin Yangyang was not overly surprised by Tu Shan Jiao Jiao's Nine-Tailed Fox identity.

She only sighed at the fox's beauty.

"Thank you for the compliment, sister."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao floated, looking demure.

Only before Lin Chuan does she display the Fox Clan's characteristic charm; normally she appears gentle and demure.

"Chuan, your luck is good."

Lin Yangyang gave a thumbs‑up.

Lin Chuan took the word and said softly:

"Jiao Jiao is one of my five wives, and Daoist Qingyu is also one of them; her real name is Yun Zhi Yi."

"There is also one who is Xiao Rumeng's mother, named Mo Sangyu; previously she fought with Daoist Qingyu."

"There is also one you know, Long Nu Ye Xue, the founder of the Spirit Clan who caused a stir a few days ago."

In this life, Yang Zu had crossed paths with Ye Xue.

Lin Chuan and Ye Xue's daughter Lin Qingfan is also Yang Zu's sole direct disciple.

"So that's it," Lin Yangyang realized, "I told you, why do all the strange things keep happening to us."

She smiled, "What about the last one? Who is it?"

"There, over there."

Lin Chuan looked toward the room where Lü Ya was, and Lü Ya, peeking through the door crack like a startled kitten, suddenly shut the door.

"Lü Ya?"

Lin Yangyang was momentarily stunned, then her smile deepened.

"I told you, when the manor was recruiting maids, among all those delicate pretty girls I didn't fancy any, but at first glance I chose the pitiful Lü Ya, feeling she was fated to the Lin family; indeed I wasn't wrong."

As for her status or rank, Lin Yangyang didn't care at all.

Whether she's strong or not, she's certainly not as strong as me.

I'm already Yang Zu?

Who dares to bully my sister‑in‑law?

Having learned the five people's identities, Lin Yangyang began to devise a plan.

Except for Lü Ya, the other four are all heavenly prideful women, each unwilling to yield to another, each more arrogant than the last.

She probably can't persuade the Four Women even if she goes to negotiate.

Thus, the most vulnerable Lü Ya becomes the key to breaking the deadlock.

After a brief contemplation, Lin Yangyang already had a plan in mind.

Lin Chuan, however, could not wait any longer.

Ye Xue and Mo Sangyu's battle has lasted two months, moving across the Three Thousand Prefectures, with no sign of where it's headed.

The top priority is to end this farce.

"Sister, we'll discuss these matters and the dream issue later; Xue'er and Rumeng's mother are fighting, I have to intervene."

"Alright, go."

Lin Yangyang nodded.

As a woman, she knows how troublesome women can be; if this matter isn't settled fairly, Chuan'er will suffer greatly later.

Lin Chuan immediately flew toward the Heavenly Dome.

At the same time, a Reincarnation Reflection Card appeared in his hand.

The card is—Light Earth Demon Card.

This card can grant him power up to the legendary First Realm Dao Extreme Realm, but as soon as he touches the legend, Lin Chuan can draw the power of the Pure World Hong Lian.

The Pure World Hong Lian in the Monkey's hand is enough to briefly let him step into the legendary Third Realm—Sever Self.

That should be enough to dissuade this farce.

Reincarnation Reflection!

Demonic Dao power rushed into Lin Chuan's body in an instant, the long‑absent strength merging with his form; his eyes turned blood‑red, and he felt no discord at all.

He even automatically let out a "Jie jie jie" laugh.

The demonic Dao flavor is very pure.

"Monkey, lend me the Hong Lian's power for a use."

Lin Chuan extended his hand in a move, borrowing the Monkey's Hong Lian; his aura surged again, breaking through two realms at once, directly stepping into the Sever Self Realm.

Immediately, he transformed into a Long Rainbow and vanished into the Horizon.

……

In the Lin Fu courtyard.

Lin Yangyang smiled, walked toward Lü Ya's room, determined to help Chuan'er resolve his lifelong matter.

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Lü Ya·Bright Spring Breeze