After the spiritual energy was restored: Goddess girlfriends came knocking.

For a long time to come.

Lin Che was assigned by Lin Lan to handle clan affairs, and he was so busy that he barely had time to rest, so he came to see him much less often.

With her loud and boisterous second brother gone, Lin Chu's life suddenly became peaceful.

He spent most of his time cultivating.

Several sword attendants suppressed their cultivation levels and took turns practicing swordsmanship and sparring with him.

It was supposed to be a friendly exchange, but in reality, it was a one-sided beating.

"Third Young Master, be careful."

As soon as Liu Ying finished speaking, she disappeared from the spot.

Lin Chu's pupils contracted, and she thrust out with her sword in a backhand motion.

The sword light was so fast that even the afterimage was not visible.

But his sword only pierced the air.

The next second, a celestial sword was handed to him from behind, its tip stopping steadily three inches from the back of his neck.

Liu Ying's voice came from behind: "Young Master, you've lost again."

Lin Chu smiled wryly: "At your speed, I can't even catch a glimpse of you."

Lin Chu sighed.

The four sword attendants all suppressed their cultivation to the level of the Fusion Stage, making them equal to him.

But he still couldn't beat them.

No, it couldn't even withstand one move.

The true immortal's vision, swordsmanship, and understanding of the laws are all still there.

Even if their cultivation level is suppressed, the gap is still so large that it leads to despair.

But this only fueled Lin Chu's competitive spirit.

From that day on, he was beaten for even longer periods each day.

Fireflies are swift, moons are cold, frost is wondrous, and whirlwinds are steady.

Lin Chu tried all four distinct sword styles in turn.

In the first month, he couldn't even block a single sword strike.

In the second month, he was able to block one sword strike, but was then sent flying by the second.

By the third month, he was able to withstand ten moves from Liu Ying.

The sword attendants watched with surprise and a sense of awe.

They knew better than anyone how big the gap was, and it was normal for them to dominate Lin Chu.

Lin Chu's progress has exceeded all of their expectations.

Especially Liu Ying, who couldn't help but mutter to Xian Yue several times, "The Third Young Master's talent is too frightening."

Xianyue glanced at her: "Back when you were his age, you were still stealing candy from the junior sister next door."

Liu Ying blushed: "That was so long ago!"

Lin Chu smiled and sheathed his sword.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

The last time was in the Xuan Tian Realm, under Liu Qingyi's sword.

His eyes glazed over for a moment when he thought of Liu Qingyi.

Then everything returned to normal.

Later, Lin Chu immersed herself in the clan's library.

The Taixu Lin Family Library is incredibly large, with nine floors, each with its own separate space.

There are countless secret manuals on swordsmanship.

Lin Chu selected a few of the best books and would spend the entire day in the library after practicing his sword.

Every day, Liu Ying and Xian Yue take turns sparring with him, Qing Shuang is responsible for guiding his sword intent, and Fu Yao is responsible for the rhythm of his attacks.

The four of them have different styles, and Lin Chu's progress can be described as changing every day.

……

Time flies like an arrow.

Lin Chu is ten years old.

I don't plan to have a big celebration for my birthday this year.

Only one family banquet is planned within the clan.

Even so, birthday gifts from outsiders continued to arrive in an endless stream.

Piled up outside the warehouse, it was as high as half a mountain.

Lin Chu didn't even glance at it.

He had become somewhat numb to these things.

On my birthday.

The banquet was held in a small hall within the clan's territory. There were not many people present, all of whom were direct descendants of the Lin family.

Lin Lan sat in the main seat, while Ji Qing sat to the side.

Lin Yuan and Lin Che were also there.

Lin Chu sat in her seat, with Gun Gun lying at her feet, intently munching on a spirit bamboo.

Lin Che asked Lin Chu in a low voice, puzzled, "Why hasn't Mother arrived yet?"

Before he finished speaking, a series of light footsteps came from outside the hall.

Ji Muwan led in a beautifully sculpted little girl.

She wore a light gold fairy dress today, her eyes and brows still gentle, but she was holding the little girl's hand and walking much slower than usual.

Everyone turned to look.

The little girl was about five or six years old, and she was extremely beautiful.

A small, round face with big, bright eyes huddled behind Ji Muwan, only half of its head showing.

He looked timidly at the Lin clan members who filled the room with an astonishing aura.

He looked like a frightened little rabbit.

Ji Muwan walked into the hall, first nodding to Lin Lan, then looking at Lin Chu with a smile in her eyes.

"Chu'er, have you been waiting long?"

"No." Lin Chu stood up and bowed, but her gaze fell on the little girl.

Ji Muwan gently pulled the little girl in front of her and tenderly stroked the top of her head.

"This is a child I found in a secret realm." Her tone was tinged with pity. "At the time, she was hiding alone under a spirit tree, surrounded by the remains of fallen people. She just hugged her knees, neither crying nor making a fuss."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

"I've examined her physical constitution; it's extremely unique. She has a natural affinity for spirit beasts and immortal beasts, and her spiritual sense far surpasses that of ordinary people."

She paused, then looked at Lin Chu: "So, your father and I discussed it and decided to adopt her as our goddaughter. Her name is Ji Ning."

Lin Lan nodded slightly and smiled, "Today is your birthday, and you've gained a new member. It's a good day."

Ji Muwan looked down at the little girl and said softly, "Ning'er, don't be afraid, this will be your home from now on."

Ji Ning nodded timidly.

Her gaze swept across the faces of everyone in the hall.

Finally, her gaze fell on Lin Chu.

I glanced at it several times.

Lin Chu was also looking at her.

The moment their eyes met, the Enlightenment Seed deep within Lin Chu's body, which had been dormant since its fusion, suddenly trembled violently.

With a clear emotion.

fear.

Lin Chu was slightly taken aback.

Is the Enlightened Immortal Seed afraid of this little girl?

Why?

He suppressed his doubts, showing no sign of them on his face.

Now is not the time to explore this.

Lin Chu crouched down, bringing his line of sight to hers.

"Hello." He gave a gentle smile and extended his hand. "You can call me brother from now on."

Ji Ning looked up at him, her big eyes still holding a hint of timidity, but also a touch of cautious curiosity.

She looked at Lin Chu's outstretched hand, then turned to look at Ji Muwan.

Ji Muwan nodded gently at her.

Ji Ning hesitated for a moment, then finally loosened Ji Muwan's clothes and slowly placed her small hand into Lin Chu's palm.

"Brother... Brother, hello." Her voice was soft and gentle, like a little animal tentatively asking.

Lin Chu gently took her hand.

"Little sister Ji Ning."

Lin Che suddenly appeared, squatted down next to Lin Chu, and stared at Ji Ning with a curious expression.

He grinned, revealing two gleaming tiger teeth. "My name is Lin Che, and I'm your second brother!"

Ji Ning was so frightened by his enthusiasm that she shrank back behind Lin Chu.

Lin Yuan also came over.

"I am Lin Yuan, your older brother."

"From now on, you can come to me if you need anything in the clan."

Ji Ning timidly called out, "Big Brother, Second Brother."

Lin Yuan nodded, the coldness in his eyes softening slightly.

Ji Muwan looked at her siblings with eyes full of satisfaction.

At that very moment, the Enlightenment Seed within Lin Chu's body trembled slightly once more.

It's clearer than before.

Lin Chu remained outwardly calm, but her heart was in turmoil.

How could a seven or eight-year-old girl evoke fear in an enlightened immortal?