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Chapter 23: Good News, the Child Was Picked Up

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"This—"

Lin Chuan let out a sudden gasp.

The Qingyu Daoist was a master of his generation; going to visit the other party while dragging the whole family along—wasn't that a bit improper?

"Daddy, take Mengmeng with you~"

"Mengmeng doesn't want to leave Daddy~"

Xiao Rumeng clung tightly to Lin Chuan's thigh, like a sloth, with a look that seemed she would never let go.

"Fine then."

Lin Chuan had no choice but to agree.

For more than half a month, Xiao Rumeng stuck to his side like glue, never straying a step; if he didn't take her, the little girl would probably cry herself to death.

Lin Yangyang could do nothing else but silently pray in her heart that the Daoist elder wouldn't mind any of this.

The three of them arrived in front of Qingyu Mansion.

Before anyone could speak, a voice came from inside.

"Everyone, come in."

"Chuan'er, you go in and explain the truth to the Daoist elder; remember to be polite and don't contradict him."

Lin Yangyang urged her younger brother to enter.

She felt too embarrassed to go in again.

Having drunk so much Tribe of the Spirits tea from the Daoist elder yesterday, and now bringing the whole family again today, she feared it would upset the Daoist elder.

In contrast, Lin Chuan was completely unrestrained, cradling Xiao Rumeng in his arms, strolling leisurely into Qingyu Mansion,

"I am Lin Chuan, I have met the Daoist elder."

"This is little girl Lin Rumeng."

Lin Chuan bowed his hands in greeting, made the introduction, his gaze sweeping over the Qingyu Daoist, who wore a veil that hid his features.

Looking closely at her former husband, Yun Zhi Yi drifted into a daze.

"Rumeng."

She recited the little girl's name silently in her heart.

"Indeed! Everything in the past truly feels like a dream."

Unfortunately, A Chuan's dream has awakened, while I have not yet woken.

"Daoist elder? Are you alright? The tea has been poured out."

The dazed Yun Zhi Yi held the teapot, and the tea spilled out of the cup, flowing everywhere.

She only snapped back to herself when Lin Chuan shouted.

"Ah, sorry."

She had clearly prepared everything, warned herself not to slip, yet she still couldn't control herself, and Yun Zhi Yi felt a pang of melancholy.

Lin Chuan's face was full of sympathy.

Her sister said that all the tea here is Tribe of the Spirits tea, which benefits cultivation, strengthens the foundation, and has many indescribable marvelous effects.

But the Qingyu Daoist poured it all out!

What does that mean?

Do they think my talent is inferior to my sister's, implying I'm unworthy of drinking it?

"Lin Chuan, your matter has been told to me by my sister."

Yun Zhi Yi changed the subject.

She couldn't recall how long it had been since she last called him 'Lin Chuan'; since the day they first met, she had always called him A Chuan.

From childhood to adulthood, it never changed.

"Daoist elder, actually I have no problem; my elder sister's worry is needless. Please, after you come over, tell my sister that I am in good health, so she can be at ease."

Lin Chuan said earnestly.

"Whether it's fine or not, we need to check; come over."

Yun Zhi Yi waved her hand.

Lin Chuan rose and stepped forward, coming to the spot near Yun Zhi Yi.

The distance between them was already very close.

Yun Zhi Yi swallowed, and the atmosphere tightened again; her jade hand unconsciously clutched the edge of her skirt, a small motion caught by Lin Chuan's eyes.

Lin Chuan wore a puzzled expression.

Is this truly the Daoist elder whose Daoist arts were said to be profound by my sister?

Why does he seem like a shy, budding maiden?

It can't be that he fell in love at first sight because I'm too handsome, can it?

"Reach... reach out."

Yun Zhi Yi spoke again, her voice sounding a bit unnatural.

Lin Chuan was puzzled but obediently extended his hand forward, placing it on the low table, and then he saw the Qingyu Daoist's trembling hands grasp his.

Then came a bout of caressing.

"Such a familiar feeling."

"What gentle hands, slender and fair, truly beautiful."

That was the first thought that sprang into Lin Chuan's mind, but he quickly forced it down.

Whoa! No!

Is there a Daoist elder who takes pulse like this?

"Ahem."

Lin Chuan gave a light cough and said, "Daoist, are you reading palmistry, or using your unique pulse‑diagnosis method?"

Yun Zhi Yi's face flushed red as she forced herself to suppress the urge to pounce on Lin Chuan.

There's also a child watching nearby.

Must not do that!

Stay calm! Absolutely stay calm!!

Suppressing her rippling emotions, Yun Zhi Yi began to carefully examine Lin Chuan's physical condition.

She then told him the result.

As for A Chuan now, he is very healthy; although his cultivation is only at the Opening Vessels realm, a bit lower, he is still considerably stronger than other cultivators of the same realm.

She has also examined the Feng Shui and qi luck of Lin Fu.

It can be described as excellent Feng Shui, protected by great blessing fate, with no abnormalities.

"Could it be because of this child?"

Yun Zhi Yi's gaze shifted to Xiao Rumeng.

She couldn't see anything strange about the little girl, yet she felt something odd, as if the girl were different from ordinary Human Race infants.

"What are the child's birth eight characters?"

Yun Zhi Yi decided to cast a divination for A Chuan's daughter.

"Uh—"

Lin Chuan's complexion froze, his expression unable to hide embarrassment.

How did the conversation suddenly turn to the little girl?

Yun Zhi Yi frowned, "What's wrong? Is it inconvenient to speak?"

"Daoist, come a little closer; I'll tell you quietly."

Lin Chuan couldn't openly say that Xiao Rumeng was picked up, fearing the girl would become sad and wail, yet he was curious about her origins and wanted Daoist Qingyu to help calculate.

Yun Zhi Yi leaned in a bit, and Lin Chuan whispered into her ear.

A faint fragrance drifted to their noses.

The familiar feeling rose again in his heart, causing Lin Chuan to sniff a little more, wanting to get even closer.

But he restrained himself.

If he leaned any closer, he would probably be seen as a pervert.

Little did she know, after feeling the gentle breath, Yun Zhi Yi's ears reddened, and she unintentionally leaned toward her beloved.

Various memories surged to her mind.

Until Lin Chuan's voice sounded, pushing her stirred emotions to the absolute peak.

Lin Chuan said, "To be honest, Daoist, I picked up this child; not only do I not know her birth eight characters, I don't even know who her birth mother is."

A thunderclap seemed to explode in Yun Zhi Yi's mind.

The child… was picked up?

Doesn't that mean… A Chuan never married or had a child?!

"Great!"

Thinking of this, Yun Zhi Yi shouted happily.

"Huh?" Lin Chuan looked bewildered, "Daoist, what does 'great' mean?"

"Nothing… nothing."

Yun Zhi Yi waved her hands repeatedly, her mind growing more chaotic; since A Chuan hasn't formed a family, could she now reveal her identity?

But doing so would only add more pressure onto A Chuan.

After all, A Chuan lacks that memory, making it hard for him to hold deep past‑life affection for her; he might even think she's a liar.

At least he needs to awaken part of A Chuan's memory.

The strange Daoist made Lin Chuan feel increasingly unreliable, "Daoist, if you have nothing else, I will take my leave."

"Hold on!"

"Daoist, what else is there?" Lin Chuan stammered.

After a brief panic, Yun Zhi Yi flicked her jade hand, producing two pearls, "These are Fuyun Pearls condensed from the blessed fate of my Daoist Blessed Land."

"Wearing them can attract auspiciousness, ward off misfortune, and also aid cultivation."

"I give them to you as a meeting gift."

Yun Zhi Yi handed one pearl to Lin Chuan and placed the other on Xiao Rumeng herself; knowing the child was picked up, she found her increasingly adorable.

"Daoist, you must not."

Lin Chuan could feel the two pearls were extraordinary, unlikely ordinary spirit treasures, and wondered how he could possibly accept them.

What puzzled him more was why Daoist Qingyu treated him so well.

"Is it really love at first sight for me?"

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