Oh no! My grandmother made me shoulder the responsibility for eight households!

Chapter 499 The Joyful Union Sect

Lin Chen and his companions stayed at the restaurant until midnight before leaving, drinking several jugs of wine.

With several women around him, he felt quite at ease.

Yan Ruyu poured wine, Lan Fenghuang picked up food, Lingbo sat expressionlessly beside her like a statue, and Chi Meng sat in the corner staring blankly at the moon.

This configuration is probably only possessed by Lin Chen in the entire Tianyuan Continent.

To be honest, Lin Chen has lost interest in those girls in brothels.

But he had already developed a habit; he felt uncomfortable if he didn't come to listen to music every now and then.

Besides, as long as the music is catchy and the girls are flirtatious, it doesn't matter what the girls look like!

It's like how you like to eat eggs, regardless of what the chicken looks like.

As soon as the group stepped through the moon gate of the villa, Lingbo grabbed Lin Chen's wrist with ridiculously strong force.

Lin Chen was taken aback. "What—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was dragged into the house.

Yan Ruyu stood there, smiling.

But beneath that smile, there was a hint of disappointment, like "the duck that was about to be eaten has flown away," which couldn't be hidden.

Lan Fenghuang pouted slightly, her eyes filled with resentment, like a cat whose dried fish had been stolen, looking aggrieved.

Chi Meng remained expressionless, as if nothing had happened, but her gaze followed Lin Chen until the door slammed shut.

Yan Ruyu looked at the door and sighed softly.

Lan Fenghuang also sighed.

The two exchanged a glance and smiled helplessly.

Chi Meng stood in the courtyard, stared at the door for a few moments, then turned and left.

The hem of the black robe dragged on the ground with a rustling sound, and the footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

……

There were no lights on inside.

Lingbo pressed Lin Chen down onto the bed.

One hand was pressed against Lin Chen's chest, the other hand was placed beside his ear, and she looked down at him.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating her face, making it appear as white as jade.

Her hair was down, a few strands falling down and brushing against Lin Chen's face, tickling him.

Lin Chen, unable to move under Ling Bo's pressure, raised an eyebrow and smiled:

What are you doing?

Lingbo remained expressionless, her voice indifferent:

What do you think?

Then he blew out the light.

The night was long.

Lin Chen didn't know what was wrong with Ling Bo.

She wasn't usually like this—cold, reserved, never showing affection to him in public, and rarely even holding hands.

But tonight is different.

She was more proactive and forceful than usual, as if she wanted to squeeze something out of Lin Chen's body.

It's not jealousy.

Lingbo wasn't jealous; she disdained it.

It is a declaration of sovereignty.

You can't forget me.

It's not about words, it's about actions.

Lin Chen understood, but said nothing.

He reached out and put his arm around Lingbo, gently patting her back in the darkness.

Lingbo's breathing gradually calmed down, but her hands were still wrapped around Lin Chen's neck, and she didn't let go.

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The next day, the sun was high in the sky.

Sunlight streamed in through the window and fell on the bed, making it feel warm and cozy.

Lin Chen opened his eyes, and there was no one beside him.

The blankets were folded neatly, and the pillows were placed upright, as if no one had ever slept in them.

Lin Chen sat up and stretched his back.

It's alright, not sore or painful.

This is much better than dealing with Chi Meng; that was truly deadly.

He got dressed, pushed open the door, and went out.

Yan Ruyu was already waiting in the courtyard.

Dressed in white, with her white hair tied in a bun, she leaned against a pillar, holding a cup of tea, and smiled.

When she saw Lin Chen come out, she looked him up and down, her gaze lingering on his waist for a fraction of a second.

"woke up?"

Her voice was tinged with laughter, like that of a gossipy, middle-aged neighbor.

Lin Chen nodded: "Mm."

"Did you sleep well?"

Lin Chen glanced at her: "Not bad."

"Not bad?" Yan Ruyu smiled, a smile that held a deeper meaning. "Just not bad?"

Lin Chen ignored her.

Lingbo walked over from the other side.

Dressed in flowing white, with a blank expression, he acted as if nothing had happened.

She walked past Lin Chen with her teacup in hand, without pausing, leaving behind a single sentence:

"Shall we go to Hehuan Valley today?"

"Hmm!" Lin Chen nodded and raised his hand to summon the flying boat.

A silver-white flying boat emerged from the storage space and hovered in mid-air. The runes on its hull shimmered in the morning light, as if they were studded with diamonds.

Lin Chen jumped up, Ling Bo followed, Lan Fenghuang followed, Yan Ruyu followed, and Chi Meng was the last one.

Dugu Qiubai stood up from under the old locust tree, dusted off his robes, slowly jumped onto the flying boat, sat down in a corner, took out a teacup, and performed a series of smooth and fluid movements.

The airship flew north at full speed.

The speed was more than doubled, and mountains and rivers rushed past beneath our feet.

Yan Ruyu stood at the bow of the boat, her white hair flying in the wind, her white dress clinging to her body, outlining her curves.

This scene, if captured in a photograph, could be used as wallpaper.

In less than two hours, the flying boat arrived at Hehuan Valley.

Hehuan Valley is located between two large mountains. The entrance to the valley is narrow and shrouded in thick fog, making it almost invisible from the outside.

Yan Ruyu stood at the bow of the boat and waved her hand.

The thick fog seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand, parting to reveal a wide passage.

The passage is flanked by steep stone walls, which are covered with densely packed array patterns.

This place is not easily accessible to the average person without an insider to guide them.

The airship passed through the passage, and suddenly the view opened up before us.

Lin Chen stood on the deck, his eyes slowly narrowing.

Hehuan Valley was much larger and more beautiful than he had imagined.

The valley was filled with flowers, like a colorful carpet, a riot of color and a delightful fragrance.

Pavilions and terraces are scattered among the flowers in a well-organized manner, with upturned eaves and carved beams and painted rafters, each one as exquisite as if it were carved out of a painting.

A small river flows through the middle of the valley, its water so clear that you can see the stones and fish swimming at the bottom.

There are several small bridges over the river, with weeping willows planted beside them, their branches drooping down to the water's surface.

A breeze blows, and it sways gently, creating ripples on the water's surface.

Lin Chen stared at it for two seconds and gave a one-word evaluation: "Absolutely amazing!"

The valley was filled with women.

Some practiced their skills among the flowers, their dresses fluttering, their figures graceful.

Some people were washing clothes by the river, their sleeves rolled up, revealing their snow-white forearms, the water droplets sparkling in the sunlight.

Some were playing chess in the pavilion, resting their chins on their hands, their brows slightly furrowed.

Some people play the zither in pavilions, the melodious music echoing through the valleys, making one's bones melt.

They wore dresses of various colors, but they had one thing in common: they didn't have much fabric.

Thin and translucent.

You can see everything, yet you can't see anything at all.

This tantalizing, ambiguous feeling is even more alluring than being completely naked.

Lin Chen stood on the flying boat watching all this, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

Yan Ruyu stood beside him, smiling:

"How is it? Not bad, right?"

Lin Chen stroked his chin: "Not bad, quite good."

"The Hehuan Sect has 36,000 disciples, 90% of whom are female, while there are less than 4,000 male disciples."

Those who can live in Hehuan Valley are all inner disciples; outer disciples live outside.

Yan Ruyu pointed to various parts of the valley and slowly said:

"That's the outer disciples' area, that's the inner disciples' area, that's the elders' area, and at the very back is the main hall and my residence."

Looking at the scantily clad girls in the valley, Lin Chen suddenly remembered something:

"With so few male disciples, how do they cultivate?"

Yan Ruyu glanced at him and smiled.

His smile was meaningful, like that of a madam.

"You want to know?"

Lin Chen thought for a moment and said, "Never mind, forget I asked."

I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to handle asking.