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

Chapter 445 Guan Yu's Breakthrough and Mei Niang's Reappearance

The next day.

Lin Chen lay leisurely in the courtyard basking in the sun, the matter of the extraterrestrial passage having no effect on him whatsoever.

For him, every day he lives is a day he earns; if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up.

Although he may be the tall one, who says that only tall people can hold the fort? He can squat down.

Anyway, he's not the kind of person who would sacrifice himself for others; he's not that noble.

Lin Chen has always been very self-aware of his own position.

Just then, a presence came from the direction of the capital city, a hundred miles away.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, the ripples instantly spread throughout the entire Eastern Region.

Lin Chen's divine sense instantly traversed a hundred miles, landing in the backyard of the Prince's Mansion in the capital.

In the bamboo grove courtyard, the door that had been tightly closed for more than three months was now trembling violently.

Guan Yu sat cross-legged on the futon, looking like a volcano about to erupt.

Lin Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and the next second, his figure disappeared from the recliner.

The capital city, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion.

Lin Chen's figure appeared out of thin air at the entrance of the bamboo grove courtyard.

Before the hem of the robe had even settled, a violent aura exploded from inside the door.

At the same time, a streak of cyan light shot into the sky from inside the house, tearing through the clouds and illuminating the entire sky.

The bamboo grove was blown about, its leaves flying everywhere like a green snow.

Several maids were so frightened that they squatted on the ground, covering their heads and screaming.

Lin Chen stood in the wind, his robes fluttering, squinting at the blade's edge, a slow smile creeping onto his lips.

……

Songshan Castle.

Bai Mei was drinking tea in the courtyard when his hand suddenly froze as he brought the teacup to his lips.

A vast aura swept over the capital, overwhelming and undisguised.

He suddenly stood up, the teacup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, spilling tea all over his shoes, but he didn't even notice.

Bai Mei looked up at the azure blade of light that tore through the sky above the capital, his face so solemn it could wring water out of it.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

Monk Liaochen came out of the house, his prayer beads stopped moving.

He stared at the blade's edge, remained silent for a long time, and then silently murmured a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha."

There was no calmness in his voice, only shock.

Jian Wusheng appeared on the rooftop, holding his sword, his robes fluttering in the wind.

He squinted at the flash of the blade, his fingers tapping lightly on the scabbard.

Once, twice, three times.

His eyes were complex—there was shock, solemnity, and something else indescribable, as if something had been ignited within them.

Zhou Lie rushed out of the house, stared at the flash of the blade, and after a long pause, managed to utter a single sentence:

"W-w-w... he's already broken through?"

Yun Yao followed him out, her expression much calmer.

Zhou Lie swallowed hard, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets:

"When did it become so easy for celestial beings to break through to higher realms?"

Yun Yao didn't reply; her gaze was fixed on the end of the blade's light, as if she were thinking about something else.

Inside the restaurant, Chen Cang stood by the window, his gourd of wine dangling in mid-air, not putting it to his mouth for a long time.

He watched the gradually dissipating blue blade of light in the north, a glint of light flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

"The younger generation is truly formidable," he murmured, his tone filled with admiration, appreciation, and a hint of unspoken apprehension.

"To break through to the Celestial Immortal realm in a place like this... Lin Chen, just how many trump cards do you have up your sleeve?"

He took a swig of wine, shook his head with a wry smile.

A small courtyard in a bamboo grove.

As the glint of the sword faded, the wind blew, swirling the bamboo leaves on the ground into a ball before scattering them again.

Guan Yu walked out of the house, dressed in a green robe, his face as usual, no different from before he went into seclusion.

He walked up to Lin Chen, stroked his beard, and said calmly, "My lord."

Lin Chen nodded slightly and laughed loudly, "Let's go, let's go for a drink."

……

At the same time, a flash of light appeared on the teleportation array in Songshan City.

A woman in a purple dress emerged from the light, swaying with every step, her waist like a willow branch in the wind, each movement perfectly graceful.

Everyone around the teleportation array was dizzy from her swaying. Several young cultivators stared blankly, their mouths slightly agape, unaware that they had dropped what they were holding.

Behind the woman in purple were two identical little girls, wearing pink skirts and with their hair styled in double buns.

One held a sword, the other a zither, quiet and still, like figures from a traditional Chinese New Year painting.

Before the people around the teleportation array could recover from their dizziness, they were thrown into a new wave of commotion.

"Twins?" "They're so beautiful..."

The foreign affairs officer stepped forward to register.

A young clerk sat at the table, pen in hand. He glanced up at Mei Jiu Niang, then quickly lowered his head and swallowed.

"Name."

"Mei Jiu Niang".

The young clerk paused, looked up at Mei Jiu Niang, then looked down at the register in his hand, confirming it twice, his lips trembling slightly.

Mei Jiu Niang looked at the young man with a smile, "What's wrong?"

The young clerk took a deep breath and steadied his hand.

He lowered his head and continued writing: "Cultivation level?"

"Half-step Celestial Immortal".

The pen tip drew a long ink mark on the paper.

The young clerk looked down at the ink stain, remained silent for two seconds, and then quietly replaced it with a new sheet of paper.

Mei Jiu Niang received the token and was about to leave when a commotion suddenly arose behind her.

"Did you see that flash of light?"

"I saw it! Just now, it came from that direction."

Someone pointed in a direction and said, "Isn't that the direction of the capital?"

"I heard it's the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion!"

"One of the Prince of Zhenbei's men?"

"A celestial being? There's such a person in the Eastern Region?"

Mei Jiu Niang paused, turning her head to glance in the direction of the capital.

The sun was shining brightly, the sky was cloudless, and you couldn't see anything.

But she squinted at it for a while, and then the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Then she looked away and led the twins into the city, while the murmurs behind her continued, growing louder and louder.

"The Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect? What's she doing here?"

"I heard she has a connection with Lin Chen, before..."

"Shh—keep your voice down, are you out of your mind?"

The murmurs gradually subsided, but several strange gazes remained fixed on Mei Jiu Niang's back.

Mei Jiu Niang walked on the streets of Songshan City, looking around and finding everything new and interesting.

"Shishi, Shishi, look, this shop sells quite a wide variety of things."

Mei Jiu Niang pointed to a medicinal herb shop by the roadside.

The twins turned their heads at the same time, their movements perfectly synchronized, as if they were looking in a mirror.

Shishi withdrew her gaze expressionlessly, while Shishi glanced at it a couple more times before looking away again.

Mei Jiu Niang strolled around for a while and found it uninteresting.

She stood in the middle of the street for a moment, then hired a carriage, lowered the curtain, and leaned lazily against the cushions.

"To Dongshan," she said to the driver.

The coachman paused for a moment. Dongshan, that's where the Prince of Zhenbei lives.

Although Lin Chen has been granted the title of "One-Word King with Parallel Titles," many people still habitually refer to him as the King of Zhenbei.

The coachman glanced at Mei Jiu Niang, then at the twins following behind, and wisely refrained from asking any further questions. He cracked his whip, and the carriage began to move.

Mei Jiuniang leaned against the carriage window, watching Songshan City recede into the distance, and tapped her fingers lightly twice on her round fan.

Shishi and Shishi sat opposite each other, motionless, like two exquisite porcelain dolls.

"Shishi, Shishi," Mei Jiu Niang suddenly spoke.

"Yes," the two replied in unison.

"Remember this: once you meet Lin Chen, you will be his people, and he will be your master."

The two nodded in unison: "Yes!"

Mei Jiu Niang smiled and said nothing more, the scene of her parting with Lin Chen last time flashing through her mind...