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Chapter 68: That

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Yandu Demon-Slaying Office.

Imperial Director Zhu Zhengzhi looked at Lin Chuan, who came to report a month late with a lazy expression, and was incensed.

"You kid, two months count as one day? If all demon‑slaying officers were like you, the world order would have been in chaos long ago!"

"It's not a special circumstance, is it?"

Lin Chuan laughed, "Special circumstances merit special treatment; I'm sure the Imperial Director can understand a junior."

"It's fine if I don't understand you; after all, the Yan Emperor understands you."

Zhu Zhengzhi teased, "The items you want have already been gathered, and part of them were personally handed to me by the Yan Emperor."

Lin Chuan smiled, clasped his hands, "Thank you, Imperial Director, for your effort; I will certainly cultivate diligently to repay your kindness."

"Stop!"

Zhu Zhengzhi waved his hand, "I don't want to hear your pleasantries; I just want to know one thing: what exactly is your relationship with the Yan Emperor?"

"Um—"

Lin Chuan paused, "That's a long story."

Zhu Zhengzhi said, "I know what kind of person the Yan Emperor is; he has always been reclusive, and the stability of Yan Dynasty relies on his strength, not his governance ability."

"There are few things that catch the Yan Emperor's attention; a few days ago, the Spirit Clan's saint Saint Yawujie stormed the capital, and the Yan Emperor did not intervene,"

"He, however, was especially concerned about your matter."

If the Yan Emperor and this kid Lin Chuan didn't have any friendly ties, he would never believe it, even if beaten to death.

Lin Chuan took a deep breath, "If I must say, the Yan Emperor's ancestors and I share a tiny connection."

Strictly speaking, I could be considered an ancient ancestor of the Yan Emperor.

He kept the following sentence locked inside his heart.

Zhu Zhengzhi frowned, "You have a connection with the Yan Emperor's ancestors? Could it be that your forebears and his forebears once had a deep friendship?"

"Probably, yes."

Lin Chuan nodded in acknowledgment.

【Forbidden Love】 In that lifetime's reincarnation, I tormented the Yan Emperor's ancestor Yan Beicheng all his life; how could that not count as a kind of friendship?

"I see."

Zhu Zhengzhi realized, "So you, kid, are the blessing accumulated by your ancestors."

Having obtained the 'answer,' Zhu Zhengzhi was satisfied, took out a Space Ring and handed it to Lin Chuan.

"Everything you want is inside; this Space Ring also contains some cultivation resources the Yan Emperor prepared for you, so take them all."

"Junior thanks the Imperial Director."

Calling himself a junior before Zhu Zhengzhi, Lin Chuan's face remained unflushed and his heart unhurried; although dream‑reincarnation is linked to reality, it cannot affect his conscious mind in the real world.

Each can argue their own, and that's that.

His spiritual perception entered the ring, and what he saw gave Lin Chuan a start.

Besides the required materials, the ring also held countless treasures: pills, talismans, magical artifacts, and more.

Lin Chuan even suspected that the Yan Emperor had moved the entire state treasury into the Space Ring.

Given Yan Beicheng's single‑minded nature, it's not impossible for his descendant, the Yan Emperor, to act likewise.

Only he knows how deeply Yan Beicheng is obsessed with defeating him.

Since that's the case, Lin Chuan gladly accepted those resources.

As a return, when his cultivation realm later catches up with Yan Beicheng's, he'll try not to torment that old kid too severely.

One can't blame Lin Chuan for being overconfident; in the previous life, without any cheat he couldn't defeat the opponent, and now with such a massive cheat, how can Yan Beicheng still play?

"There's one more thing I need to tell you."

Zhu Zhengzhi spoke again, "Do you still remember that Demon Cultivator who specialized in stealing infants that you captured?"

"Remembered, what about it?"

Lin Chuan nodded, "Does that Demon Cultivator have a major background? Or is it linked to some significant events?"

If it were a minor matter, the Imperial Director certainly wouldn't bring it up deliberately.

Zhu Zhengzhi said, "There is definitely a background, but it hasn't been uncovered yet; that Demon Cultivator seems to have captured the infant to sacrifice to some great demon lord."

"I've known that for a long time."

Lin Chuan felt no significant stir; this is a common pattern among Demon Cultivators—layered sacrifices, layered harvests.

"The Demon‑Slaying Office will naturally root out the demon lord behind it; I tell you this to make you cautious."

Zhu Zhengzhi said gravely, "More than a dozen demon‑slaying officers responsible for investigating these Demon Cultivator incidents have been killed; you must be extremely careful."

"Thanks for the warning, Imperial Director." Lin Chuan clasped his fists.

It seems this calamity is serious; Demon Cultivators even dare to hunt the Demon‑Slaying Office.

Hopefully the other side won't imprudently target him.

Otherwise, the Supreme Madam guarding in the shadows would let those Demon Cultivators know what the power of love is.

Having taken the items and bid farewell to the Imperial Director, Lin Chuan returned home satisfied.

Before reaching the Lin Fu gate, he already saw a figure in blue robes waiting from afar.

Whoa!

My little Xiao Qingmei Madam, why are you here again?

You're not going to trouble me again, are you?!

Would another fierce explosive Madam allow Xiao Qingmei to do this?

Lin Chuan's heart pounded, not knowing what thrilling interaction awaited him.

Surely it won't be like Mo Sangyu, who would grab his hand and press it to her chest, then ask, 'Do you feel my heart?'

Your heart is so big, how could you not feel it?

Anxious yet hopeful, Lin Chuan walked home unhurriedly, and when he drew near, he only then showed a look of surprise.

"Eh! You… you are Daoist Qingyu?"

"Indeed."

Yun Zhi Yi still did not reveal their true identity; like Mo Sangyu, she does not want to deal with the "stranger Lin Chuan" in her original identity.

Lin Chuan naturally wouldn't expose it, and said offhandedly:

"Long time no see, Daoist elder, that day you turned into a rainbow and left—what happened?"

"Just a trivial matter," Yun Zhi Yi smiled faintly.

"Then that's good."

Family trivialities are indeed small matters, Lin Chuan said, deeply agreeing, "Daoist elder, waiting before the manor—do you have something to ask of me?"

Yun Zhi Yi nodded, "I observe that Lin Fu's fortune is not shallow; blessed by the heavens' Qi and destiny, it is a great auspicious sign. I have a method that can make the Lin Family even more prosperous."

Lin Chuan's mind stirred.

Indeed!

Isn't what Yun Zhi Yi cultivates precisely the Way of Fortune and Destiny?

Perhaps only this Xiao Qingmei Niangzi can truly bring out the function of the Pure World White Lotus.

Welcoming the lady into his home, Lin Chuan was naturally pleased; even if they could not yet explore the mysteries of life's origin together, just looking is quite a feast for the eyes.

The only thing that frightened him was…

Where is the other lady, Mo Sangyu? Could she spark another epochal war?

Without waiting for Lin Chuan to think further, Yun Zhi Yi directly expressed their intention,

"My method requires laying a Mysterious Array within Lin Fu, and may necessitate residing in Lin Fu for a period of time; I wonder if that would be convenient?"

"Convenient—far too convenient."

Lin Chuan subconsciously agreed; if the other lady were to come knocking for another bout, that would be unavoidable.

That Lin Fu can welcome the Daoist elder to reside is truly a flourishing of splendor.

"Please, Daoist elder."

Lin Chuan made a 'please' gesture, anxiously ushered Yun Zhi Yi into the manor, and gave a brief introduction,

"Daoist elder, there are few of us in Lin Fu, and many detached courtyards are vacant; you may freely choose a separate residence."

"How about there?"

Yun Zhi Yi extended a slender jade finger, pointing toward a courtyard on the east side.

Lin Chuan: "???"

Lady, stop messing around— that's my bedroom! What are you trying to do?!

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