Chapter 1362: Ghost Dao Secrets, Mysteriously Strange

After completing the refinement of this batch of pills, Chen Chuyang left the sect.

Accompanying his two children, daughter Qingning and son Qingfeng, the two grew a little each time; after each departure, Chen Chuyang felt the two youngsters had advanced a stage, growing very quickly.

Like they grew in the blink of an eye, just as Qinglian and Haoyang did before, each time they surprised him; before he could even accompany the children, they had already grown, and when Chen Chuyang finally wanted to properly spend time with them, the children no longer needed him.

Grown children truly do not need parental companionship; when they can be independent, they seem eager to leave immediately. Chen Chuyang lifted the two children he had gathered to play, the son on the left and the daughter on the right, yet he could not bear to release them.

Holding the two children, Chen Chuyang gently asked, "Qingning, Qingfeng, do you miss your father?"

Both children nodded, their eyes full of affection.

"Father."

"Father."

The children's delicate voices carried a faint milky scent; their soft, sweet tones were truly endearing. Chen Chuyang, holding his two children, kissed the left one, then the right one, alternating kisses, and the children also kissed their father's cheeks.

This scene fell into the eyes of Shang Hongxue and Shang Hongchen; the two women's mouths curved with smiles, eager to witness it. Their own children being adored by their husband—nothing made them happier.

The husband's fondness for the children made them happier than his affection for the two of them; the two exchanged a glance and hurried over.

"Husband."

"Husband."

The two women walked beside Chen Chuyang and said to the two children, "You both must spend quality time playing with your father; he rarely has such free time."

"Hahaha." Hearing this, Chen Chuyang burst into laughter; he dared not utter any other words, for he could hear the subtext in the women's remarks—were they not complaining that he didn't spend more time with them?

Chen Chuyang hurriedly set the children down, then reached out to embrace the two wives, murmuring two lines close to their ears. The two women each gave Chen Chuyang a dismissive glance and simultaneously said, "Husband, step away."

The two women simultaneously pushed him away, not wanting to stand beside him. Seeing this, Chen Chuyang laughed heartily: "Hahaha, madam, don't be angry; this was specially prepared by your husband for you. Both of you miss your husband; as for the husband, spoiling one of you will inevitably cause the other to have objections. As for the husband, it can only be to indulge both together."

"Just leave the two children to Sister Chen Qinger; after all, whether she watches one or three, she'll watch. Sister Chen Qinger will surely be happy to help us look after the children."

From afar, Chen Qinger's movements became stiff, and she lost interest in sword practice. She glared at Chen Chuyang and said, "Brother Chuyang, can you stop using me as a scapegoat? Every time you just know how to make me the victim; you're happy, and I have to suffer, hum."

She's that easy?

They both have become nannies; she and Liu Yuer have turned into Chen Chuyang's full‑time nannies. Apart from taking care of the children, that's all they do. She is somewhat better off; Aunt Liu Yuer is truly busy and truly miserable.

However, Aunt Liu Yuer likes children, which is why she thinks of helping with them; she has no complaints about it. She, on the other hand, is still a maiden of the Yellow Flower Hall; now that she's raising children, she has gained experience, and is more professional than Shang Hongxue and Shang Hongchen.

Most of the children are left to her to look after; the one who bears the hardship is her, not the two sisters‑in‑law.

If this continues, she won't even have time for cultivation.

"Sister Chen Qinger, you're my dear sister; it's hard on you." Chen Chuyang showed no courtesy, directly dumping the two children onto her. Chen Qinger stared blankly at the two children in her left and right hands, stunned.

Chen Chuyang then carried the two wives back to the room; he could not let them off the hook.

Chen Qinger looked up, her pupils widening in shock.

"Damn cousin, how could he treat me like this?"

"Ah…"

She stamped her foot, angry, but she had no way out; she could only hold the two children and accompany them in play. As for cultivation, forget it— with these two youngsters nearby, she could not possibly practice swordsmanship.

Chen Qinger could only take the children down the mountain to find Aunt Liu Yuer, where Qingmeng was, so they could help watch the little ones together.

Aunt Liu Yuer chuckled, "Chen Qinger, you shouldn't complain about Chuyang; he's under a lot of pressure."

"Aunt Liu Yuer, even if Brother Chuyang is under pressure, he can't treat me like this; I'm under pressure too," Chen Qinger retorted. "Every time it's the same, you never let me rest for a moment, sigh."

"Hehe." Liu Yuer covered her mouth with a giggle, reached out, and helped watch the children.

Liu Yuer was already accustomed to Chen Chuyang's behavior and didn't think much of it.

Beyond the heavens, Cangzhou's Longshe Mountain.

Qinglong Daoren stood with his arms crossed, looking outward; Elder Xinran appeared beside him.

Elder Xinran, somewhat concerned, asked, "Are you worried about Haoyang and Qinglian?"

Qinglong Daoren shook his head, "No, I'm merely curious what you actually said to Tianlian Zhenren. Was it, like when I previously set you up, a trap for her as well?"

Hearing this, Elder Xinran was startled, lifted his head, his eyes flickering, a bit flustered.

"No, no, no, that's not the case; you mustn't speak recklessly. I have no such intention."

Qinglong Daoren turned his head, staring at Elder Xinran, and said, "Although I don't know what you discussed, Tianlian Zhenren's gaze toward me has been off lately, as if she were afraid of me. It seems you've gained a lot."

Elder Xinran hurriedly shook his head, "That's not true; don't jump to conclusions."

"You, what are you worried about? Though I am a split‑self, I am still myself; the original self is the original. Anything I know, unless I tell the original, the original won't know." Qinglong Daoren explained.

Elder Xinran gave him a dismissive glance, not believing his nonsense; she was well aware of the relationship between a split‑self and the original.

If Chen Chuyang wanted to know, it would be easy; he could not be hidden from.

"In any case, you'll naturally know when the time comes," Elder Xinran said, leaving it vague without stating directly.

Qinglong Daoren, hearing this, ceased further questioning; if Elder Xinran remained silent, he would not press for answers.

Three days later.

Bai Family.

Many corpses were brought back; the conflict between the Huang Family and the Bai Family escalated step by step, with deaths occurring daily.

The number of the dead continued to rise, as did their strength.

Those corpses were moved into the Bai Family's corpse‑holding hall, a place dedicated to storing bodies, to be buried after a couple of days.

In recent days, dozens of corpses have been gradually brought back, each having been reassembled before being sent.

Bai Lenyue naturally knew, yet did not look, nor dealt with them.

Everything was handed over to the Grand Elder and the Second Elder to handle; how they dealt with it was their business.

Inside the corpse‑holding hall.

The Grand Elder and the Second Elder ceased the secret technique; ghostly qi swelled within them, their cultivation loosened, and the corpses underwent transformation—the dead energy was devoured, and the lingering soul consciousnesses were also swallowed by the two.