Chapter 139: A Difficult Path

Thump thump thump!

Lin Yangyang knocked on the door, "Lü Ya, open the door; I have something to tell you."

With a creak, the door opened.

Lü Ya lowered her head, stepped out timidly, and bowed, "Pleased to meet you, miss."

"No need for formalities."

Lin Yangyang smiled, entered the room, casually set a seal, pointed to the spot beside her, "Come sit."

"Yes."

Lü Ya answered anxiously but dared not sit.

Lin Yangyang asked with a smile, "Tell me, how do you feel about Lin Chuan?"

"Like…like him."

Lü Ya's voice grew lower, her head sank further, and even her back hunched.

Lin Yangyang smiled faintly, "Just like him?"

"Most…most like him."

Lü Ya added another qualifier.

Lin Yangyang's mouth curved slightly, "If I were to let you marry Lin Chuan, would you be willing?"

"Willing! Very willing!"

Lü Ya instantly became unambiguous, "I dream of marrying the young master, bearing his children, and staying by his side forever."

"But I…"

"I…I am unworthy of the young master."

Lü Ya spoke, her excitement turning to despondency in an instant.

Especially when she thought of the young master's several wives, she felt even more ashamed.

"Why do you think you're unworthy? Do not belittle yourself."

Lin Yangyang took Lü Ya's hand, had her sit beside her, and looked straight into her eyes,

"As long as you are willing, I will decide for you."

"R-really, miss?"

Lü Ya inexplicably felt a surge of confidence.

In her view, the true master of Lin Fu was still Lin Yangyang, who led the Lin Family from decline to glory.

"Of course."

Lin Yangyang nodded, "When I first brought you back to the Lin Family, I felt you were fated to be linked with us; it is a destiny ordained by Heaven."

Lü Ya's eyes instantly reddened, brimming with tears.

To her, these words outweighed countless comforts.

Her tone now trembled, "As long as I can stay with the young master forever, even as a concubine, even without a title, I am willing."

"Fool."

Lin Yangyang gently soothed, "We've already been together all this time; how could there be no title?"

"Miss…thank you."

Lü Ya choked repeatedly.

"Thank what? From now on you're family."

Lin Yangyang laughed, "From now on, just like Lin Chuan, call me sister."

"But…"

Lü Ya hesitated, "Would this make it difficult for you?"

The young master's several wives are not easy to deal with; even he is swamped with trouble.

"It's not me who finds it hard, but Lin Chuan."

Lin Yangyang said seriously, "Lü Ya, if Lin Chuan needs you to share his burdens, would you help him?"

Lü Ya replied without hesitation, "Alleviating the young master's worries is my duty as a servant."

Lin Yangyang sighed lightly, "Besides you, Lin Chuan's Four Women are all powerful cultivators with exceptional talent."

"You've seen their temperaments; none will yield to another."

"If this continues, trouble will inevitably arise."

Because of Lin Chuan's feelings, Mo Sangyu, Yun Zhi Yi, Tu Shan Jiao Jiao, and Ye Xue—the Four Women—did not make a scene.

But human passions and desires are not so easily restrained.

One day, a moment of impulse will cause irreparable consequences.

To prevent this, one must act preemptively, cutting off the sprouts before trouble erupts, allowing the Four Women to coexist peacefully.

To this end, Lin Yangyang summarized three points.

First, as the central figure of the Shura Battlefield, Lin Chuan must be strong enough to speak with authority.

Second, a person is needed to bear pressure so the Four Women feel fairness in a certain matter.

Third, something must happen to ease the Four Women's relations, creating bonds among them.

Regarding the first two, Lin Yangyang had already planned.

Lin Chuan's current cultivation is modest, but in his Past Life he was an unsurpassed great power who ascended to the realm of gazing at Immortals; after awakening his memory, he will quickly break the realm,

surpassing the Four Women in realm will not be too difficult.

Even if he cannot surpass them soon, at least he won't be as passive, stuck in the middle, helpless.

The second point requires Lü Ya.

All four women vie for the lead, swords drawn and bows tense, and even the bridal chamber cannot be avoided.

Lü Ya, who is on the periphery, has the smallest presence and has not attracted much hostility from the four women; as a mere mortal, her status is likely too insignificant for them to bother with.

"As long as I can ease the young master's worries, I am willing to do anything," she says.

Lü Ya doesn't know what she should do, but she knows that obeying the miss is never wrong.

"It's simple: just serve as an Attendant Maid once."

The matter sounds absurd, yet it must be taken seriously; Lin Yangyang's solution is to let Lü Ya share the burden.

Even if it's called pressure, those few cannot truly do anything to Lü Ya.

"Ah?"

Lü Ya stands dumbfounded in place.

This... this is just... too exciting, isn't it?

"If you feel the pressure is great, I won't force you; feeling fear is also normal," Lin Yangyang says.

"No! I'm not afraid!"

Lü Ya becomes anxious, fearing that Lin Yangyang might change her mind.

Having such a good fortune fall to oneself is enough to wake up laughing even in a dream.

Being able to spend a spring night with the young master, and in reality at that, what a wonderful thing, even making me a bit impatient.

As for fear?

"If the young master dies in his chambers, even as a ghost I'd be happy!"

Cultivators retain eternal looks and timeless abilities, yet her youthful years, her beautiful prime, are only that brief.

Perhaps in the cultivators' eyes, one's life is nothing but a fleeting bloom, a firework that vanishes in an instant.

Then…

Why not give the best of everything to the one you love most?

"Miss, Lü Ya's whole life belongs to the young master; being able to let the young master remember my finest moments makes me very happy."

"No matter what happens in the future, I will have no regrets or remorse."

Lü Ya's eyes are clear as she voices the truest thoughts of her heart.

"Fine."

Lin Yangyang smiles and nods, "I will arrange this matter."

She only spoke to Lü Ya first; whether Chuan'er is willing, or if there will be another solution, she does not know.

Coming here to say these is also to probe Lü Ya's intentions.

This conversation made her genuinely like Lü Ya.

As for the third point in the plan, which is also the most crucial, how to create emotional bonds and entanglements among the four women?

That will have to rely on Chuan'er himself.

As an older sister, she is also helpless.

……

Above the Heavenly Dome, clouds and mist churn.

A blood‑colored Long Rainbow continuously darts through space; it is the Transformation Demon Lin Chuan.

Tracking the resonance of Sangyu and Ye Xue, Lin Chuan slips through the Three Thousand Prefectures, drawing ever nearer to the source of the battle.

At the far end of his sight, red and black lights intertwine and clash with unparalleled intensity.

"Dragon Girl! Kill me! Come! Kill me!!"

Demon Venerable Mo Sangyu has gone completely mad, her emotions dominated by Red Lotus power, her bloodlust soaring to the extreme.

Ye Xue remains relatively calm, but her attacks are fierce, and she too is ignited with true fire.

Only when Lin Chuan flies in do the two women pause briefly in battle, but a more ferocious aura then surges.