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

Chapter 569 Cultivation Knows No Time

The Palace of Time and Space.

Lin Chen sat cross-legged in the center of the hall, his eyes closed; he hadn't moved for a long time.

Breathing was barely perceptible, heartbeat was as slow as if catching a fish, and body temperature was as cold as a stone.

The Yin Dao and the Yang Dao struggle and intertwine within the body.

Just like water and fire huddling together, ice and snow sticking together, yin and yang, each containing the other.

Occasionally, two great paths intertwine and merge, creating something entirely new.

Lin Chen calls it semi-chaos.

Although it's still far from perfect, it's at least getting the hang of it.

There are ten levels of comprehension of the Great Dao.

The first level is the initial glimpse into the basics; the second level is a slight achievement; the third level is a thorough understanding; the fourth level is consummate skill; the fifth level is mastery; and the sixth level is divine artistry.

He was stuck on the sixth floor, completely blocked.

Above that are seven more levels of transcendence and sainthood, eight more levels of returning to simplicity and truth, nine more levels of unifying the Great Dao, and ten more levels of perfect perfection.

Before, I could break through like a rocket, soaring upwards in no time.

Now—it's like a snail climbing Mount Everest.

Lin Chen cursed inwardly and continued exploring and comprehending.

Time has no meaning in the Temple of Time and Space.

Lin Chen didn't know how long he had been there, but when he woke up for the first time, three months had passed in the outside world.

After relieving some pressure in the Hehuan Hall, Lin Chen returned to the Dongshan Villa.

As soon as they landed after tearing through space, a small whirlwind rushed over from the courtyard.

"Daddy!!!!"

Lin Nian'er, with two little pigtails and wearing a little red jacket, buried her head in his arms, her forehead resting on his stomach.

"Father! You're finally back!" Lin Nian'er looked up, her eyes sparkling. "I missed you so much!"

"How much do you want to?" Lin Chen asked with a smile as he picked up Lin Nian'er.

Lin Nian'er blinked and pouted, saying, "I missed you so much that I dreamt about you last night!"

"What did you dream about me about?"

I dreamt that you bought me candied hawthorns, two skewers!

Lin Chen knew that this clever little guy was using this opportunity to tease him, and laughed heartily: "Okay, Daddy will buy it for you later."

Lin Nian'er happily hugged Lin Chen's neck and kissed him on the cheek.

"Daddy, your beard is prickly!"

"Where's the beard?"

"Yes! It's prickly!"

"That's because you're too timid."

"You're the one with a soft skin!"

Just then, a group of little radish heads rushed over from all directions.

"Father!"

"father!"

"Father!"

"Father!"

The various nicknames used to address Lin Chen were giving him a headache.

"One at a time—don't push, don't push—"

Lin Nianjun ran ahead and bumped into Lin Chen's leg, hugging him tightly and refusing to let go.

"Daddy! I can recite poems now!"

"Recite one for me."

Lin Nianjun cleared his throat and began to recite, swaying his head:

"Moonlight shines before my bed—I wonder if it's frost on the ground—I raise my head to gaze at the bright moon—I lower my head and ponder—ponder—"

Lin Nianjun's face turned bright red, and he couldn't remember for a long time.

Lin Chen suppressed a laugh: "Thinking about what?"

"I miss my hometown!"

"Oh, right."

Lin Nianjun tilted his head back, his eyes sparkling, full of a desire for praise.

Lin Chen squatted down and kissed him on the cheek: "That was great."

Lin Nianjun grinned, revealing his gums with a missing front tooth; his smile was particularly handsome.

In the courtyard, the old lady sat on the veranda, stringing prayer beads. Watching this scene, she smiled so much that her eyes narrowed.

Su Wanqing stood to the side and wiped her eyes with her sleeve.

Lin Chen stayed at the Dongshan Villa for half a month before starting his seclusion again.

When he woke up for the second time, a year had passed in the outside world.

Lin Nian'er has grown taller again, and she's almost up to his waist now.

Lin Nianjun could recite dozens of poems. After reciting them, he looked up at Lin Chen with his small chest puffed out.

Lin Chen bent down, picked him up, and kissed him on the cheek.

Lin Nianjun laughed so hard his eyes disappeared.

Lin Chen stayed for a week this time.

Besides spending time with family, I also went to the Southern Wilderness Monster Empire.

Fox girls, cat girls, and rabbit girls surrounded him, chattering away, their tails wagging like little fans.

"Young Master Lin, you've finally arrived!"

We've all missed you so much!

"You said you'd take me to see the sea!"

"You said you'd cultivate with me!"

Lin Chen patted each of their heads, and they quieted down.

When it was time to leave, we saw it off at the mouth of the valley, and it was so reluctant to part that its tail drooped down.

When he woke up for the third time, three years had passed in the outside world.

Lin Nianjun was already a young man, wearing a blue shirt, and his height was almost up to his chest.

His face still had a childish look, but his eyes were no longer as innocent as when he was a child; they had begun to show some maturity.

He hurried forward, bowed, and said, "Father."

His voice still carried a hint of childishness, but he was very well-behaved, completely different from the little kid who used to hug his leg and shout "ride the horse!"

Lin Chen reached out and patted his shoulder: "You've grown taller."

Lin Nianjun grinned, revealing a row of neat teeth; his front teeth had already grown in.

"Father!"

Lin Nian'er looked up from the flower bushes, dropped the wildflowers in her hand, and rushed over.

She has grown up, with a high ponytail and a pale yellow dress. The wind blows the hem of her dress, making her look like a person in a painting.

But when she spoke, she was still as fiery as ever, grabbing Lin Chen's arm in one go:

"Daddy! You're finally back! I missed you so much!"

"How old are you to still be so loud and boisterous?"

"Ten years old! What's wrong? Can't a ten-year-old think about their father?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

More than twenty little ones ran out from all corners. Some looked like little adults, some had snot running down their noses, and some were holding half a pastry in their hands.

"Father!"

"Father!"

"Father!"

They all swarmed around him in a flash, some grabbing his legs, others pulling his arms, and Lin Chen was completely surrounded, unable to move an inch.

But he was happy inside.

He patted each of them on the head, hugged each of them, and kissed each of them, working up a sweat.

When he woke up for the fourth time, five years had passed in the outside world.

Lin Nianjun was already a teenager, and he had grown taller very quickly. When he stood in front of Lin Chen, he was almost up to his eyebrows.

He was dressed in a blue robe, holding a book in his hand, standing in the courtyard, looking very refined.

Seeing Lin Chen come out, he quickly stepped forward, bowed, and greeted him: "Father."

His voice had become much calmer, but when he looked up, his eyes lit up for a moment, and for that instant he was still the little kid who used to chase after him.

"You've grown taller again."

"My father too."

Lin Chen laughed: "Can I still grow?"

"My father will always grow in my heart."

"Glib-tongued."

Lin Nianjun grinned.

Lin Nian'er is fifteen years old, with long hair reaching her waist. Wearing a pale yellow dress, she stands among the flowers and is more beautiful than the flowers themselves.

She's not as wild as she was when she was little, but she hasn't become a pampered young lady either, spending her days playing wildly with a bunch of younger siblings.

Chasing butterflies, playing hide-and-seek, climbing trees, raiding bird nests—they did whatever they wanted.

Upon seeing Lin Chen, her eyes lit up. She dropped the wildflowers she was holding, rushed over, and grabbed Lin Chen's arm.

"Father! Why did it take you so long to come back this time?"

Her voice carried a hint of coquetry, as well as a touch of inexplicable longing.

Lin Chen reached out and ruffled her hair; it was soft and smooth, like a piece of silk.

"Father is cultivating."

Lin Nian'er squinted and rubbed against Lin Chen's palm, like a cat being stroked.

"Could you spend more time with us this time?"

"it is good."

"Father, I miss you."

Lin Chen smiled, his eyes reddening slightly.

"Father misses you too."

Lin Chen stayed for a month this time.

While having tea with the old lady, she seemed to grow even younger and more kind.

He accompanied Su Wanqing in embroidery, Liu Ruyan in a walk, and Qin Shuyan in a game of chess.

Accompanying Xiao Yulou in practicing swordsmanship, Xiao Yulou's skill became increasingly profound, and every move he made was clean and beautiful.

Accompanying Chu Yueyao to gather herbs, Chu Yueyao muttered to herself as she gathered:

"This is angelica, and that is astragalus. Got it?"

Lin Chen nodded: "I've got it."

In fact, Lin Chen knew everything.

While helping Wen Ruoxi with the accounts, Wen Ruoxi flipped through the ledger and said, "Our family is spending more and more money these days."

"Then spend it all, throw away every penny you spend."

"spendthrift!"

He kept Ye Qingying company as they read. The two snuggled together, each engrossed in their own book, occasionally glancing at each other with tender affection.

He played chess with Murong Xue and Su Xiaoxiao, and the two were still playing chess, their game never ending.

While accompanying Zhao Mingyue to admire flowers and helping Zhao Lingyang with her work, Zhao Lingyang had already begun to groom Zhao Kun.

I accompanied Lan Fenghuang back to the Holy Temple and the Gu God Temple, chatted with Liu Shengxue and her two daughters, and played Yao Yao's favorite games.

He accompanied Lingbo in her cultivation, and watched the stars with Yan Ruyu and Mei Jiu Niang in the sea of ​​flowers.

He accompanied all the women with whom he had a connection, one after another, in groups, visiting each and every one of them.

A month later, Lin Chen returned to the Time-Space Palace, the world where he was all alone.

Lin Chen knew that if he couldn't break through to the Great Emperor realm as soon as possible, everything he had now would be for naught.

Therefore, he has to work hard, he has to work twice as hard!