Chapter 94: The Sole Ender of the Asura Field

Wife and kids on a warm kang.

Lin Chuan hadn't even had a moment to enjoy the warmth before the atmosphere turned tense again.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao and Yun Zhi Yi stared at him, dumbfounded.

Lin Chuan was about to explain something when he sensed something wrong; Mo Sangyu in his arms mumbled in her sleep, softly calling 'husband' and tightly hugging his arm.

Their daughter Rumeng was like an octopus, wrapping her hands and feet around him.

Lin Chuan's heart tightened.

He seriously suspected Mo Sangyu had fainted on purpose just for this moment, wanting to spite Tu Shan Jiao Jiao and Yun Zhi Yi.

How did we even start palace intrigue?

"A family of three, so harmonious and warm." Tu Shan Jiao Jiao pouted, "Looks like Jiao Jiao came at a bad time."

"No!"

Lin Chuan's head heated up, "You came at just the right time."

"???"

Several question marks appeared above Tu Shan Jiao Jiao's soul.

Yun Zhi Yi gave an even more bewildered look, "Is this still the A Chuan I know? What is he saying?!"

"You've misunderstood."

Lin Chuan sensed something off and immediately explained, "Mengmeng's mother fainted; I was just about to check on her when you walked in."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao and Yun Zhi Yi wore looks of contempt.

Do you believe me?

Men's mouths! Lying devils!

Talk about checking up—if we'd come any later, you'd probably already be pregnant with a second child.

"Damn witch! She actually pulled a dirty trick!"

Yun Zhi Yi secretly clenched her fists.

I thought the witch was proud and would never resort to such low tactics, yet she secretly climbed into A Chuan's bed!

A witch is a witch after all! Not to be trusted!

Despicable! So despicable!!

If I'd known, I'd have gone all out too—being even more despicable than the witch would have been fine.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao was more straightforward, drifting over softly, "Looks like you've overexerted yourself, sis—I'll check you over."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Lin Chuan just wanted to pull away quickly.

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao's eyes flashed with a mischievous smile, "Don't worry, husband—with Jiao Jiao here, I guarantee your wife will be fine."

Saying that, she pretended to examine her, furrowing her brows.

"Hmm… it's a bit serious."

"Qingyu sis, could you come help?"

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao waved at Yun Zhi Yi.

Yun Zhi Yi was puzzled, "What act is this now?"

As the saying goes, you can never cure someone who's faking illness! The witch is clearly just being shameless—how is the fox spirit even trying to compete?!

But she still walked over,

"What should I do?"

"Lie in my husband's arms." Tu Shan Jiao Jiao said, astonishingly.

"Ah?"

Yun Zhi Yi was dazed, "Can… can I?"

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao said helplessly, "Saving lives is urgent—there's nothing wrong with it. You need to lie on top to stir his qi and blood, boosting the effect."

Lin Chuan lay there, like a puppet.

By now he couldn't fail to know what Jiaojiao Niangzi was thinking—the treatment was a pretense, the venting was real; clearly she just wanted to spite Mo Sangyu.

These wives really are trying to outdo each other.

Feigning faint, feigning cluelessness, feigning helplessness.

You all like to pretend, huh?

Then I'll play dumb too—no loss either way.

"Witch, you drop the shameless act first—I'll drop mine too."

Yun Zhi Yi gritted her teeth, threw herself into Lin Chuan's arms, and took the spot.

The scorching breath made her face flush red; she lowered her head and stayed silent.

The effect was also obvious—she clearly felt A Chuan's furious surge of qi and blood force.

"Husband, a kiss."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao floated upside‑down, puffing her little lips.

Feigning sleep, Mo Sangyu silently clenched her pink fist, cursing in her heart:

"Fox spirit! Wicked woman! Again meddling in this venerable one's good affairs!!"

Seeing this farce with no idea how to end it, sudden footsteps sounded outside the door.

In the next instant, a dramatic scene unfolded.

The three wives who had been clinging, floating, and embracing him vanished instantly, leaving only their daughter Xiao Rumeng still sound asleep.

Lin Chuan's gaze turned toward the doorway.

The lovely lady outside the door, isn't she my own sister?

As it turns out, my sister is my savior!

It seems the three ladies still care about saving face; even though they vie for affection and are jealous, refusing to yield, they still know to restrain themselves before their elders.

The only one who can end the Shura battlefield—the elder sister, who is like a mother.

"Chuan'er, come out and talk; I have something to say to you."

Lin Yangyang said hello.

"Okay, sis."

Lin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, gently laid Xiao Rumeng down, covered her with a blanket, and went to the small courtyard outside.

After not seeing each other for a while, sister Lin Yangyang also broke through to the Divine Soul realm, not lagging behind his good-for-nothing self.

"Sis, what's the matter?"

Facing his own sister, Lin Chuan relaxed considerably and spoke freely.

Lin Yangyang went straight to the point, asking: "Chuan'er, have you been dreaming lately?"

"I do."

Lin Chuan remained composed, having already guessed his sister's purpose, and asked: "Sis, why did you suddenly ask about this?"

Lin Yangyang rubbed her temples, saying: "I don't know what's happening; lately I've been dreaming just like you, and even when I meditate and cultivate, I get distracted."

"Upon reflection, our symptoms are quite similar."

"Chuan'er, do you think there might be something wrong with our family's ancestral grave?"

Both siblings having strange dreams led Lin Yangyang to suspect the family's feng shui again, especially after embarking on the path of cultivation, she now puts more faith in the theory of luck and fortune.

"It probably isn't a feng shui problem."

Lin Chuan laughed: "Daoist Priest Qingyu is an expert in this; if she says there's no problem, then there definitely isn't."

"That's also possible." Lin Yangyang mused: "Maybe I've had a deviation in my recent cultivation."

"By the way, sis, what kind of dream did you have?"

Lin Chuan asked tentatively.

"【Heavenly Demon Chaos】 The dream cycle reincarnation has made some progress, yet Lin Chuan still hasn't seen his sister Lin Yangyang in the dream cycle reincarnation."

But his sister has already begun to possess memories of the dream cycle reincarnation.

Combining Lü Ya's experience, it is clear that participants in the dream cycle linkage each have their own primary perspective, and just like his former self, they can influence the dream cycle reincarnation body with their subconscious.

"The dream's content is strange yet very real; it feels to me like I visited another world."

Lin Yangyang struggled to recall the dream's content; some parts were blurry, others very clear.

"Anyway, in the dream I am also a cultivator, quite formidable, even better than my current talent."

"The place in the dream seems to be called the Zi Wei Xing Domain."

"In the dream, I am quite aloof, always acting arrogant, constantly shouting that I want to become the master of the Zi Wei Xing."

"..."

"Zi Wei Xing Domain? Blood-Painted Star Domain?"

"Surely it's related to reality?"

Lin Chuan pondered; in the "【Fo Zi Jing Shi】" reincarnation, when Yang Zu appears, he is likely already at the level of the so-called "Zi Wei Xing Master".

Thus it can be seen that the timeline of the "【Heavenly Demon Chaos】" dream cycle reincarnation is still far earlier than the real world.

"Chuan'er, do you think such a strange dream might contain some profound mystery?"

Lin Yangyang is not stupid either; this dream she had is different from before, and at its worst it even makes her unable to distinguish dream from reality.

It is highly likely that something strange exists.

"For now, it doesn't seem like a bad thing." Lin Chuan comforted: "I've also had similar dreams, and occasionally I gain something from them."

Seeing this, Lin Yangyang no longer dwelled on it, and smiled faintly.

"If we siblings were to meet in the dream, that would certainly be interesting."