Chapter 31
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Chapter 31: The Sixth Descendant
Five days later, steward Lin Fu visited Zhou Luo to tell him the manor was ready. They could move in at any time, and Lin Fu even asked what name he wanted to give the estate.
Without hesitation, Zhou Luo said, "Just call it Zhou Garden."
Zhou Garden, Zhou Luo’s manor.
Simple and straightforward.
After Lin Fu left, Zhou Luo began preparing for the move.
Although he only had five women, the household had added quite a number of helpers since the children were born.
So actually moving everything would still require considerable effort.
He was just worrying about this when,
Unexpectedly, Xu Changsheng arrived with a group of people, offering their help.
Through Xu Changsheng, he learned these men were all part of the same group who had entered the Lin Family as live-in sons-in-law.
But due to the previous conflict, more than half had been lost; only about a dozen remained.
Gathered under Xu Changsheng’s lead, these dozen or so men came to help Zhou Luo move.
Their intent was obvious—
they hoped Zhou Luo would look out for them in the future.
Short of hands, Zhou Luo didn’t refuse but still stated that afterwards, he would give each of them three Vitality Pills as payment.
"Brother Zhou, you really didn’t need to do this," Xu Changsheng said, standing beside Zhou Luo and watching the bustling crowd, sighing.
"I just don’t want to owe anyone a favor, that’s all," Zhou Luo replied calmly.
Xu Changsheng understood his meaning, but persisted, "Brother Zhou, must you make such a clear distinction?"
"Brother Xu, that’s just how the world works. Both you and I are merely small figures," Zhou Luo said, looking at him.
Xu Changsheng remained silent.
Zhou Luo gently patted his shoulder. "Brother Xu, we can consider each other friends. After parting this way, we may never interact again. Take care."
"Take care," Xu Changsheng said despondently.
…
Zhou Garden stood separated from the Lin Family’s core area by only a single wall.
Inside the estate, lush trees cast deep shade, the fragrance of flowers filled the air, and scattered artificial rockeries rose amidst it all, forming an exceedingly beautiful landscape.
The central main building stood impressively tall, towering over three stories high. Its walls were carved with exquisite, lifelike patterns.
Rows of rooms flanked either side. Apart from common areas like the kitchen, each room was isolated by a formation, preventing outsiders from spying.
Because it was close to a spiritual vein, the spiritual energy here was much denser. For a cultivator, it was no less than a blessed land of cultivation.
It seemed the family truly held him in high regard this time.
Lin Fu, watching Zhou Luo settled in, reiterated some important points.
After all, Zhou Garden was adjacent to the core area of the main family. And surrounded by important figures of the family, none of whom he could afford to offend.
Even though he was Lin Zhi Shou’s disciple, he ultimately didn’t have the Lin surname, lacking the family bloodline.
Zhou Luo took note of each and every one in his heart.
Once Lin Fu left, he began surveying the surroundings of Zhou Garden.
The main building had three floors; the first floor was for receiving guests and daily activities, while the second floor was where the wives and concubines resided.
As for the third floor, there were mainly three rooms: the training room, the alchemy room, and the study room.
Especially the training room, which had been enhanced by the family with a special formation that could accelerate the absorption of spiritual energy.
Zhou Luo specifically tested it.
Though the speed didn’t compare to the spiritual vein, it was far greater than ordinary.
The new home had just been moved into.
Lin Lan was finally about to give birth.
Luckily, Zhou Luo didn’t have to handle everything personally this time.
He simply stood quietly in front of the door, waiting for the sixth child to be born.
Waa—
Congratulations to the host on the birth of the sixth descendant, obtaining a ten-year lifespan bonus!
Accompanied by the infant’s cry, the system finally emitted a notification sound.
As expected, this time they did not produce a descendant with spiritual roots.
Lin Lan gave birth to a daughter for him. According to the previously established rule, he named this small infant: Zhou Shiya.
On the very night of the daughter’s birth, he impregnated his partner.
Congratulations to the host. Through persistent efforts, he successfully impregnated his partner, obtaining one lottery chance.
That very night, he decisively used this lottery opportunity without hesitation.
On the white spinning wheel, a golden sphere of light began spinning rapidly.
Finally, it landed once more on the "skill" area.
Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Second Level poison crafting skill!
The reward has been automatically delivered to the host’s backpack. Please note to check it.
Poison making again?
Zhou Luo felt instantly speechless.
This was cultivating him into a poison king, wasn’t it?
Second Level poison crafting skill: After using it, you can directly comprehend the Second Level full mastery poison crafting skill and the corresponding poison encyclopedia.
After all, it was a Second Level skill; it could poison a Foundation Establishment cultivator, so not learning it would be a waste.
He decisively chose to use it.
As the backpack icon vanished, a massive flood of memories integrated into his mind.
Zhou Luo instantly acquired a large amount of Second Level poison making information.
"Could he truly be poisoning the Lin Family’s Foundation Establishment ancestor?"
This troubling thought incessantly churned within his mind.
Of course, it was merely fantasy.
Forget even finding out where that ancestor resided; given his current status and position, such drastic action was entirely unnecessary.
Bringing down the Lin Family would ultimately bring him no benefit.
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Luo had already resided in Zhou Garden for over two months.
On this day, Lin Qing Han, who had been cultivating in her spiritual vein sanctuary, finally returned.
Simultaneously, she brought auspicious news.
"A family celebration banquet?" Inside the main hall, Zhou Luo looked at the ever-poised Lin Qing Han, a surprised expression on his face.
Lin Qing Han nodded. "Yes. Uncle Fu mentioned that the Lu Family, for reasons unknown, has ceased its attempts to seize the spiritual mine. That spiritual mine is now officially Lin Family property."
"To commemorate this victory, the family has decided to host a festive banquet. It’s meant to reward the family’s members and to mourn those who have passed away."
After hearing this, Zhou Luo fell into thoughtful silence.
Could his mere act of poisoning have truly prompted the Lu Family to abandon their struggle for the spiritual mine?
It seemed unlikely. They had fought over it for so many years; why would they relinquish it so readily?
Unable to discern an answer, Zhou Luo stopped dwelling on it.
Besides informing him about the family banquet, Lin Qing Han also mentioned that they were invited to attend this gathering.
Being invited to the family banquet didn’t particularly surprise Zhou Luo.
For this banquet, the family stipulated that one could bring their main wife. Concubines like Lin Yi Yi and the others were not afforded this privilege.
Ever since Lin Qing Han returned, the usually unrestrained Lin Yi Yi had become significantly more reserved, no longer daring to sneak into the room at night.
Despite Lin Qing Han’s typically cool and composed exterior and her reserved nature, she proved remarkably adept at managing Zhou Luo’s other women in her role as the main wife.
Zhou Luo deeply appreciated having this capable wife to manage his household affairs.
That night, the two lay together in bed.
Lin Qing Han nestled against Zhou Luo’s chest, silently listening as he recounted events from the Spiritual Pill Conference.
Hearing about her husband’s outstanding performance, a faint smile finally touched Lin Qing Han’s lips.
Recalling how she had initially resented the family’s decision to arrange this marriage, it now seemed fate had indeed arranged it perfectly.
"Something’s off. You’re holding something back." Just as Zhou Luo finished speaking, Lin Qing Han suddenly looked up, her gaze scrutinizing him.
"Huh?" Zhou Luo was momentarily confused.
He had omitted something, but how could she possibly know?
"When you talked about the second day’s martial trials, your heartbeat quickened," Lin Qing Han stated earnestly, her eyes fixed on him.
"You can tell that from my heartbeat?"
Zhou Luo stared down at the woman resting on his chest, startled, meeting her beautiful eyes that seemed to see right through him.
"Fine, I did omit something," Zhou Luo conceded.
He then recounted encountering Wang Yu Wei, though he twisted the truth, merely saying she admired him and they exchanged a few words.
Lin Qing Han regarded him suspiciously. "Then why didn’t you mention it?"
"I was afraid you might get the wrong idea," Zhou Luo said, pulling her into a hug.
"I’m not such a petty person," Lin Qing Han replied quietly.
Zhou Luo chuckled softly without replying.
Petty? When the three sisters, Lin Yi Yi included, arrived, you damn near turned into a walking vinegar jar.
"Alright, sleep time," Zhou Luo murmured, leaning down to kiss her.
