Chapter 30: May the Spirit Clan Endure Forever

"May I ask, Daoist Friend, your honorable surname and given name?"

The Demon Slayer instantly became much more courteous, his gaze burning as he looked at Lin Chuan, as if admiring a rare treasure.

Under the reputation of the genius Sword Cultivator, Lin Yangyang's presence seemed to have diminished a few degrees.

"I am Lin Chuan."

"This time, thank you, Daoist Friend Lin Chuan."

The Demon Slayer clasped his fists, "I will faithfully report the merits of this battle, and when the Sovereign bestows a reward, the Demon Slayer Office will personally deliver it to the manor."

"Thank you."

Lin Chuan returned a bow, seeing through yet saying nothing.

From the other's demeanor, it was clear they wanted to recruit him into the court as a civil servant.

Little did they know, Lin Chuan hadn't even figured out how he himself wielded such sword technique, and next time he might not be able to request dream‑entrustment proxy training.

Moreover, he spends most of his time sleeping and does not wish to become a court official, binding his own hands and feet.

That is not the life he wants.

In the void, Mo Sangyu's gaze slowly fell upon the Four Great Demon Kings of Yunmeng Ancient Forest, and the terrifying pressure forced the Four Great Demon Kings to crawl on the ground,

"These demons, what's going on?"

Yunmeng Ancient Forest is the ruler of the Demon Tribe in Qingyun Prefecture.

Without orders from the Four Great Demon Kings, the Demon Tribe forces of Qingyun Prefecture would never dare act recklessly.

"My lord, we are wronged!"

The Demon Kings were about to cry, "We have long issued a prohibition, aligning with the three great imperial dynasties, each occupying its own territory, mutually non‑aggressive."

"This calamity was certainly not ordered by us."

"From my observation, there are Demon Tribe forces from outside the province infiltrating, trying to frame us."

The Demon Tribes of the world are not unified.

Each province is autonomous.

Each race's philosophy also differs greatly.

Some Demon Tribes are born with a love of killing and a hatred of the Human Race; this is a nature buried in their bones, unavoidable.

Mo Sangyu snapped her fingers to calculate, her gaze piercing space, landing on some place beyond Youshui County.

There stood a person, entirely shrouded in a cloak, wearing a strange mask on the face.

The masked figure pressed both hands together at the forehead, solemnly bowed toward the direction of the Half‑demon County Commander's self‑destruction, and softly recited,

"When another golden age arrives, you will be a ray of light illuminating the world."

"May the Spirit Clan endure forever!"

Having spoken, the masked figure seemed to sense something, again clasped fists toward Mo Sangyu's direction, and then vanished into space.

"Spirit Clan?"

"Do you mean Half‑Demon?"

"Is the other side trying to provoke a war between the Demon Tribe of Qingyun Prefecture and the Human Race?"

Mo Sangyu apparently understood the other's intention.

But she did not pay attention.

When she was on the lower world, she was the invincible Demon Lord; all ten thousand races beneath her bowed in submission.

She never interfered in the disputes of the races.

Each race has its own destiny.

Demon Cultivators have always been a group of practitioners separated from the races, unrecognized.

Upon arriving at the Nine-phase World, Mo Sangyu will also not meddle in the affairs of the races.

The premise is that practitioners of each race must not harm her husband.

"Consider it a trial for my husband, then."

Mo Sangyu did not reveal the truth to the Four Great Demon Kings; her husband has already been practicing the Burning Silence Sword Technique, and as his cultivation advances, awakening his memories is inevitable.

When that time comes, she will be able to stay by her husband's side.

That woman across the way makes me furious!

After the county office turmoil.

The Lin siblings returned to Lin Fu; the journey was full of surprises but no danger, and they even obtained some unexpected things.

For example, both siblings broke through the Soaring Sky realm.

Furthermore, there is the 'Entrusted Proxy Training' function.

Lin Chuan feels that the Dream Creation Reincarnation System still has many undeveloped functions, and in the future it may provide more assistance.

"Sister, when did you break through the Soaring Sky realm?"

In the small courtyard at home, the siblings chatted casually, while the back kitchen delivered a huge pile of delicacies made from spirit items, fragrant throughout.

After embarking on the Path of Cultivation, Lin Yangyang's appetite grew considerably.

According to cultivation scriptures, once one enters the Soaring Sky realm, the body fully adapts to spirit energy and need not eat anymore,

Perhaps the siblings' cultivation speed is too fast, still requiring additional spirit items to replenish cultivation consumption.

"Only five or six days, I think."

Lin Yangyang smiled and said, "And you? When did you master such fine swordsmanship? If not for this crisis, you lad might have stayed hidden for a long time."

"Hidden so deep, even your own sister didn't know!"

Saying that, Lin Yangyang tossed a large chicken leg at Lin Chuan, who caught it with his mouth, sucked a bite, and perfectly deboned it.

"Today was an accident; I don't even know how I became so powerful—maybe I had an instant enlightenment."

Lin Chuan explained.

Letting him use that sword technique again would definitely be impossible.

Lin Yangyang rolled her eyes, her face full of disbelief, yet she didn't press the issue, changing the subject and saying:

"Why isn't Mengmeng with you today?"

Lin Chuan was slow to realize.

Right!

Is Mengmeng still sleeping?

Usually, as soon as he wakes up, Mengmeng wakes right after, then turns into a clingy spirit, staying by his side.

"Nothing bad will happen, right?"

Lin Chuan hurriedly set down his bowl and chopsticks, rushed into the house, and carefully investigated.

Feeling Xiao Rumeng's aura steady and her body normal, he finally exhaled a sigh of relief.

This girl is so strange.

He completely couldn't understand many things that happened to Mengmeng.

The ruthless opponent who fought the Qingyu Daoist is most likely Mengmeng's own mother, yet it's unclear why she left the child with him,

and even allowed the child to call her "dad".

He can't just be like the Qingyu Daoist, craving his body, can he?

Every time he thought of this, Lin Chuan got a headache; he lacks the ability to solve the puzzle and can only passively endure reality's torment.

After a hearty meal,

Lin Chuan resumed practicing the Burning Silence Sword Art.

With the sword in hand, he felt as comfortable as a fish in water, still without any sense of unfamiliarity, though his proficiency was far lower than in the 'proxy training' battle.

The proxy training truly brought the CloudHeart Sword and Burning Silence Sword Art to their perfect state.

Otherwise, with his Opening Vessels realm cultivation, he would have already been slapped to death by a Half-Demon in the Transcendent Realm.

…

Night deepened.

Because the previous Reincarnation dream "Forbidden Love" hasn't ended, whenever he falls asleep, Lin Chuan will re-enter that dream.

He cannot transition with a brief dream.

Having fought a Half-Demon in the Transcendent Realm during the day, even with proxy training, Lin Chuan was exhausted, his spirit and vitality feeling drained.

This is the price for exerting power far beyond his own combat strength.

Before sleeping, Lin Chuan went to his sister's small courtyard.

"Sister, I'm going to sleep now; please be extremely careful these days, prioritize safety, and if anyone from the Demon Slaying Division comes, remember to wake me up."

"Got it~"

It seems after experiencing some events, my Chuan'er has grown up, become sensible, and even knows how to care for his sister.

In Lin Yangyang's memory, this was the first time her own brother deliberately said such caring words to her.

Usually she nagged at her brother like an old mother, endlessly reminding and urging him.

After a chat with his sister, Lin Chuan returned to his room.

Lying on the bed, drowsiness struck, and he quickly slipped into the dream.

【On the night of your birthday, you opened a cultivation classic.】

【A brand‑new world unfolds before your eyes.】

【For the first time, you have a clear understanding of the cultivation realm classifications on Tianyuan Continent.】