Chapter 3
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Chapter 3: Full of Motivation
In the courtyard, a path paved with bluestone led towards exquisite pavilions. Verdant bamboo groves and rockeries decorated the surroundings, creating an exceptionally elegant atmosphere.
The most conspicuous was the building at the very center.
Tall and imposing, it stood grandly, guarded by two stone lions at its entrance. Exquisite patterns were carved all around its vicinity, giving it an immediately extraordinary and majestic presence.
Zhou Luo could clearly sense that this building was likely enveloped by some kind of formation.
Thus, even with its great door wide open, nothing inside could be seen unless one entered.
Stepping inside, he saw Lin Qing Han, wearing a white long dress, seated properly in the front left section of the great hall. She was as dazzling, charming, and attention-grabbing as ever.
Besides her, a middle-aged couple sat at the very front center.
Both were dressed in splendid, ornate robes, radiating wealth and noble refinement.
\"Are you Zhou Luo?\"
The moment he entered the great hall, an authoritative voice boomed like thunder right beside Zhou Luo\’s ear.
His body trembled. Was this Qing Han\’s father? He wondered urgently.
He quickly performed a respectful bow. \"Greetings, Father-in-law.\"
\"Hmph! A Ninth Grade spiritual roots becoming Qing Han\’s husband? Does the main family despise us this much?\" The man bellowed angrily.
Being part of a long-life families, the Lin Family had numerous collateral branches besides its main lineage.
Lin De\’s branch was just one among the many Lin collateral branches.
But their branch hadn\’t produced any truly powerful cultivators, leading to a steep decline in their status within the family. Now, even their only daughter was being reduced to a mere family sacrifice, a childbearing tool.
That alone would be bad enough.
Yet seeing that Zhou Luo possessed the lowest, Ninth Grade spiritual roots, Lin De erupted in fury.
He clearly understood this was deliberate suppression from the main family against his branch.
With such inferior spiritual roots, what kind of cultivation potential could children born from his daughter even possess?
Below, Zhou Luo\’s heart quivered.
He\’d thought it was just good fortune, unaware of the intricate schemes behind it.
He couldn\’t help but sigh inwardly – truly, in great families, scheming and wrestling were everywhere.
\"Enough.\"
Lin De suddenly sighed. He cast a look of deep affection towards his precious daughter, then abruptly turned his harsh glare onto Zhou Luo.
\"From now on, you must constantly remember the Lin Family house rules. Your sole duty is to produce and nurture descendants. Any sign of negligence, and you will face the house rules immediately.\" Lin De stated coldly.
He deliberately emphasized the words \"house rules,\" lending them an air of lethal menace.
Originally, he had intended to speak properly with this son-in-law.
But upon seeing the Ninth Grade spiritual roots, all interest vanished.
Thus, after finishing his words, he simply flicked his sleeve and left.
Only after Lin De had departed did the dignified, stately woman in resplendent robes beside him finally speak. \"Sit.\"
After Zhou Luo took his seat, the woman spoke slowly, \"Since you two are now husband and wife, you must support each other henceforth. Strive to bear children of high potential to strengthen the Lin Family\’s lineage.\"
\"Mother, I know,\" Lin Qing Han nodded.
This was her destiny.
Then the woman turned to Zhou Luo, her gaze gentle. \"Good child, you must treat my daughter well. Otherwise, don’t mention her father—even I won’t let you off.\"
Generally, the higher one\’s cultivation, the lower the chance of conceiving offspring.
Thus, Lin Qing Han was the sole descendant of Lin De’s branch.
No wonder he had been furious upon seeing his daughter marry a son-in-law with Ninth Grade spiritual roots.
After brief pleasantries, Zhou Luo and Lin Qing Han left the hall.
Before departing, Lin Qing Han’s mother gave Zhou Luo some cultivation resources, hoping he would settle peacefully in the Lin Family.
Outside the hall, Lin Qing Han said softly, \"Father does what’s best for me. Don’t hold any grievance.\"
\"I understand,\" Zhou Luo nodded.
He fully grasped Lin De’s perspective.
Even if it were himself, forced by family pressure to sacrifice a beloved daughter—especially to marry a Ninth Grade spiritual root holder—he too would resent the match.
\"That’s good. The family has many rules—for instance, collateral branches may not enter the core area. Later, I’ll have Xiao Lan inform you of all regulations.\"
\"And whenever you meet main family members, show utmost respect. Obey whatever they say.\"
\"Additionally, should you encounter difficulties in cultivation, you may always seek my guidance.\"
Along the path, Lin Qing Han repeatedly emphasized crucial matters, fearing Zhou Luo might ignorantly break family rules.
Zhou Luo committed every word to heart.
This conversation deepened his understanding of Lin Qing Han: a woman cool in exterior but warm at heart.
Her gentle tone now seemed to soothe him after her father’s earlier harshness.
Soon, they arrived before an estate.
This was the Lin Family’s cultivation inheritance ground.
From the gate, Zhou Luo spotted familiar faces from yesterday.
Though tricked into becoming the Lin Family’s sons-in-law, the family kept its promise: cultivation techniques granted without fail.
Within the gardens, the steward-like man from yesterday appeared again.
His name was Lin Fu, tasked with training this cohort of husbands.
After delivering Zhou Luo here, Lin Qing Han departed.
The tense, solemn atmosphere kept Zhou Luo and the others standing rigidly in the courtyard.
Lin Fu summoned attendants to bind these men with indentured agreements—preventing any escape attempts.
Though resentful, all obediently signed the contracts after witnessing Lin Fu’s iron discipline yesterday. They received identification tokens and a cultivation manual each.
Taking the cultivation manual, Zhou Luo’s body trembled with barely contained excitement.
Though possessing the longevity system, its rewards only extended life without granting defensive powers.
After all, Changsheng meant longevity, not invincibility. To grow stronger in this world, proper cultivation manuals remained essential.
Yet apart from this cultivation technique, the Lin Family provided no additional resources.
\"Steward Lin, wasn’t it promised yesterday that we could practice in the spiritual vein?\" one man dared to ask.
For successful cultivation, four elements were indispensable: methods, partners, resources, and locations.
The first two secured, the latter two mattered deeply.
\"Access to the spiritual vein is granted… based on your efforts,\" Lin Fu answered coldly, scanning the group.
For these husbands, \"efforts\" meant producing children.
As Lin Fu explained: pregnancy confirmation earned one month’s access to the spiritual vein, plus other cultivation rewards.
More sowing meant greater rewards.
Chaos erupted among the men.
Those hopeful about cultivation now seemed crestfallen and despairing.
To improve cultivation? They must bear many children.
Yet frequent childbirth without dual cultivation techniques damaged cultivation foundations.
Thus, advancement in cultivation seemed forever out of reach.
Zhou Luo, however, was exceptional.
With his system, diligent procreation offered draw chances and permanent longevity increases.
As for cultivation damage? With rock-bottom spiritual roots, cultivation was already hopeless.
Across his endless future, mastery would surely come!
This realization filled Zhou Luo with motivation.
