For the next ten years, life was peaceful.
With no foreign enemies invading, Earth saw an explosive surge in transcendent power after its laws were restored. Guarded by two hundred Nascent Soul Battle Puppets, Huaxia was impregnable.
Chen Lin went all in on being a dad.
Over those ten years, aside from his unwavering daily routine of strengthening his foundations and nourishing his vitality, he devoted every spare moment to his children.
Early morning, on the Back Hill behind the Courtyard Compound.
"Chen Xiaoya, stop pulling Clear Wind's tail!"
"Chen Chuxia! Who said you could use Chu Ran's flying sword to roast sweet potatoes?"
Five streaks of light darted wildly through the air. Born at Foundation Establishment and raised on an endless supply of heavenly treasures, the ten-year-olds had all formed false cores by now. They were mischievous enough to tear the roof off.
Dressed in a loose training outfit and holding a willow switch, Chen Lin chased the five little brats through the woods. To Heavenly Hatred True Lord, this mighty Deity Transformation cultivator had become nothing less than a kindergarten principal.
Yun Sheng had also safely given birth to a boy inside Cangyuan Hall and named him Chen Yun. But the boy took after his mother, wearing an icy expression all day long. At just three years old, he had already begun swinging a little wooden sword without end.
Night fell.
Chen Lin sent the five little ones, exhausted from a day of playing, back to their rooms to sleep.
He walked alone to the White Jade Square and gazed up at the stars filling the sky. The evening breeze swept past, lifting the hem of his clothes.
His expression gradually grew solemn.
Deep within his sea of consciousness, the shattered Black Jade Token gave off a faint,