Five Daughters? I Have Daughters Stranded Out There?

Lin Qing had only just finished teaching the Cultivation Techniques to his Daughters.

Before he could even catch his breath, a "ding" rang out in his mind again!

This time, the message left him frozen on the spot.

[Ding! Detected that the Host already has five daughters who have successfully embarked on the path of Soul Masters (Soul Power exceeding level ten). Hidden condition fulfilled. The "Junior Super Dad Gift Pack" has been specially awarded. Please claim it!]

"What the hell?"

Lin Qing was completely dumbfounded.

He dug at his ears, wondering if he had misheard.

Five daughters?

He counted on his fingers. Wu'er, Qing Zhu, Rou Rou... one, two, three.

There were clearly only three!

"System, did your PE teacher teach you math? You can't even tell three from five?"

"System, did you bug out?"

Lin Qing grumbled wildly in his heart.

"I only have three Daughters. Where did five come from?"

The system ignored him.

Yet that line remained firmly suspended in his mind, glaringly bright.

Lin Qing furrowed his brow and read the notification again.

"Already has five daughters who have successfully embarked on the path of Soul Masters..."

The system should not make mistakes with such basic information.

Could it be...

A scalp-numbing possibility suddenly sprang into his mind!

He took a deep breath, his expression turning extremely grave.

His gaze swept across his three Daughters one by one as he asked in a low voice, "Wu'er, Qing Zhu, Rou Rou."

"Tell Dad honestly. Other than you three, do you have any other Sisters?"

"I mean girls like you, who came from the future and call me 'Dad'?"

The three little girls were startled by their father's sudden seriousness.

They looked at one another, their small faces all taking on expressions of intense recollection.

Wu'er scratched her head, her adorable little brows knitting together.

"Other Sisters... Wu'er can't remember."

"It feels like there were, but also like there weren't... Whenever I think about it, my head gets all dizzy."

Lin Qingzhu gently shook her head as well, her eyes somewhat lost.

"My memories are very vague. I always feel like there was someone very important, but I just can't remember."

"Rou Rou too!"

Lin Rourou held her little head.

"It feels like there were, but I can't see what they looked like or know where they are."

The three children gave identical answers—they could not remember, but they felt there were.

"..."

Lin Qing's heart sank sharply.

Just as he thought!

It was not that they had no other Sisters.

Rather, some force had sealed away their memories of those Sisters, just like the reason they had traveled through time!

That was why they "couldn't remember."

But that hazy sense of Blood Connection remained.

In other words... somewhere in this world, two more of his Daughters might be stranded!

"Hiss..."

Lin Qing suddenly felt his teeth ache.

Future me, what the hell did you do? How were you so fertile?

Were you trying to start a Lin Family Soccer Team on Douluo Continent?

He rubbed his temples and forced himself to calm down.

Jokes aside, this was a serious problem.

If each of his Daughters was exceptionally gifted, possessed top-tier Martial Souls, and carried Future Information—

If they were stranded outside with no one to teach or protect them... he did not dare imagine the consequences!

Would Bad Guys discover them and exploit them? Or would someone else lead them astray?

At the thought of those possibilities, Lin Qing's heart clenched.

"No! Absolutely not!"

His gaze became incomparably resolute.

"No matter how many there are, they are all Lin Qing's Daughters. I must bring every one of them back. Not one can be missing!"

How could Lin Qing's Daughters be left outside to suffer?

Whoever dared touch even a hair on his Daughters' heads would learn what the "wrath of a Super Dad" meant!

After steadying his chaotic emotions.

Lin Qing decided to inspect the reward first.

Becoming stronger was the foundation for finding and protecting his Daughters.

"Open the 'Junior Super Dad Gift Pack.'"

He silently said it in his heart.

[Ding! Opening the "Junior Super Dad Gift Pack"!]

[Congratulations, Host! You have obtained: Tai Xuan Scripture, Dragon Claw Skill, Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill!]

The phantoms of three Ancient Books flashed through Lin Qing's consciousness, each emanating an unfathomable aura.

"Holy shit!"

Lin Qing could not help cursing in his heart.

This gift pack was ruthless!

They were all Cultivation Techniques!

And they did not look ordinary at all!

Tai Xuan Scripture—the name alone sounded grand. It was probably a top-tier Internal Skill Mind Method.

Dragon Claw Skill and Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill—they sounded perfectly suited to his Golden Dragon Martial Soul.

"The system gave me a whole Cultivation Technique gift pack. Is it encouraging me to develop in every direction?"

Lin Qing quietly grumbled.

"Too bad there's no Movement Technique. Although Soaring Ripple Steps is good, that graceful, agile style doesn't really suit someone like me who plans to follow the path of overwhelming force."

He quickly scanned the brief descriptions of the Cultivation Techniques.

Tai Xuan Scripture: A supreme Internal Skill Mind Method centered on "the mystery beyond mystery, the gateway to all wonders."

The Soul Power cultivated through it was upright and harmonious, endless and unceasing, with extremely strong compatibility. It could serve as the foundation for all Cultivation Techniques.

At profound levels, it could nourish the soul, clarify the mind, and reveal one's true nature.

Dragon Claw Skill: An External Hard Skill that imitated a Divine Dragon extending its claws. Its moves were fierce and forceful, specializing in grappling and tearing.

Once mastered, the five fingers would become like hooks, capable of splitting gold and shattering stone. Combined with Dragon Transformation Ability, its power would double.

Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill: A Buddhist Guardian Divine Skill with thirteen levels in total. Each completed level granted the strength of one dragon and one elephant, making it one of the finest body-tempering techniques.

The cultivation process was exceptionally grueling, but once mastered, it granted an Indestructible Vajra Body and boundless strength.

After reading the descriptions, Lin Qing understood.

"Tai Xuan Scripture can serve as my primary internal cultivation. It is upright, harmonious, and highly compatible, making it the best choice for strengthening myself."

"Dragon Claw Skill is a perfect match for my Golden Dragon Martial Soul and Dragon Transformation Ability. Its destructive power will definitely be terrifying."

"Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill—I have to cultivate this! Strength and a powerful body are my foundation!"

Layer upon layer of dragon-elephant strength would pile up, then be enhanced by Soul Skills. When the time came, a single punch might even collapse a mountain.

"I need to become stronger first. Only with sufficient strength can I find my precious Daughters stranded across this vast Douluo Continent!"

Lin Qing clenched his fists, his gaze incomparably firm.

He sank his consciousness into the System Space and began receiving the inheritances of Tai Xuan Scripture, Dragon Claw Skill, and Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.

A vast torrent of information surged into his mind, accompanied by a deep understanding of the essence of the Cultivation Techniques.

It was as though countless figures of light were demonstrating within his consciousness, every movement and every line of the Mind Method clearly imprinted there.

He "saw" a Dao Robe Old Man standing in midair atop a Cloud-Shrouded Mountaintop.

With a gentle sweep of his sleeve, he stirred Heaven and Earth Origin Energy. Its path was too profound to describe—that was the true essence of Tai Xuan Scripture.

He then "saw" a Giant Dragon soar into the sky in the wilderness, its outstretched claw tearing apart the heavens with one strike. Ripples spread through space wherever the claw wind passed—that was the ultimate killing power of Dragon Claw Skill.

And within an Ancient Temple filled with chanting Buddhist scriptures, a Bare-chested Martial Monk gleamed with golden-bronze radiance. When he threw a punch, dragon-elephant phantoms followed, shaking the earth until it cracked—that was the fierce, tyrannical might of Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill.

Those visions flashed by in an instant, yet they deeply branded the essence of the Cultivation Techniques into him.