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

Chapter 275 True Monarch?

Meanwhile, in a small courtyard in the north of Beijing.

Bai Mei, Yun Zhongge, Jian Wusheng, Zhou Lie, Yun Yao, and Liao Chen sat in a circle.

Bai Mei stroked his beard, his gaze sweeping over the group, and slowly spoke:

"Speak up, what are you all standing there for?"

Yun Zhongge shook his head with a wry smile:

"What did you say? That our five top powers were intimidated by an eighteen-year-old brat?"

If word gets out, what will our comrades in Zhongzhou think of us?

He paused, then added:

"The key point is that they really managed to intimidate us, and that's what's truly frustrating."

Jian Wusheng snorted coldly, holding his sword without replying.

But the sound of his fingers tapping on the scabbard clearly indicated his displeasure.

Zhou Lie held back for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back any longer:

"Senior White Eyebrows, I just don't understand, why did you stop me just now?"

"That Lin Chen is only at the peak of the Celestial Realm. Even if he has eighteen mid-stage Land Immortals and one half-step Celestial Immortal under his command."

"With the six of us joining forces, plus the sect's trump cards, we might not necessarily lose!"

Bai Mei didn't rush to reply, but picked up her teacup, took a sip, and looked up at him:

"Zhou Lie, how old are you this year?"

Zhou Lie was taken aback: "Two hundred and seventy years old?"

Bai Mei nodded: "Two hundred and seventy years old, an elder of the inner sect of Kunlun Domain, a peak early stage of a terrestrial immortal, this talent is indeed impressive."

He put down his teacup and asked with a smile, "Then let me ask you, how old is that Lin Chen?"

Zhou Lie opened his mouth, but the words got stuck in his throat.

Bai Mei answered for him: "Eighteen. He's eighteen years old, at the peak of the Celestial Realm."

And you? At 270, you're a level above him.

After saying that, he leaned back and said leisurely:

"Think about it carefully, think about it really carefully."

Zhou Lie's face turned bright red; he wanted to retort but didn't know where to begin.

Yun Yao whispered from the side, "Does Senior White Eyebrow mean that there might be someone behind Lin Chen?"

White Eyebrow stroked his beard, said nothing, and simply nodded slightly.

Monk Liaochen put his hands together in prayer and chanted a Buddhist mantra:

"Amitabha Buddha, what Benefactor Yun said makes sense."

Even if an eighteen-year-old started cultivating from the womb, they couldn't possibly reach this level.

He paused, his tone becoming more serious:

"Unless—there is some sleeping being standing behind him."

Upon hearing this, the expressions on everyone's faces changed instantly.

Jian Wusheng frowned deeply: "Does Master Liaochen mean that he is the spokesperson for those beings?"

Liao Chen shook his head: "It's hard to say, but I sensed something in him that I can't quite put my finger on."

As if enveloped by some force, they looked at me like I was a sparrow in their own backyard.

He gave a wry smile: "This old monk is not very talented, but I have already touched the threshold of a Bodhisattva (celestial being)."

Yun Zhongge gasped, "Holy crap, could it be that a True Lord is standing behind him?"

Bai Mei waved his hand: "Impossible. A True Lord is not tolerated by the world. This world cannot contain such an existence."

He stood up, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, and looked at the pale sky in the distance:

"I have lived for over five hundred years and have seen at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, land-based immortals."

He turned around and looked at the group:

"But this is the first time I've ever seen someone who can make a half-step Celestial willingly call me 'My Lord'."

He paused, then added, "And the way he called me 'half-step celestial immortal' was so natural; it was clearly not the first time he'd called me that."

Zhou Lie was silent for a moment, then cupped his hands in thanks, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Bai Mei."

Bai Mei waved his hand: "It's not so much about giving guidance, it's just that I've lived a long time and seen a lot of silly boys."

He suddenly laughed: "But then again, the conditions Lin Chen proposed weren't too unreasonable."

Although registration and centralized management are a bit troublesome, they will benefit us in the long run.

Yun Zhongge nodded: "Indeed, rather than letting those foolish disciples cause trouble everywhere, it's better to keep them under control."

If something goes wrong, there's always an explanation—"This guy belongs to our sect; you can do whatever you want with him." How convenient!

Jian Wusheng snorted coldly: "What about the city's construction? Are we just going to listen to him like this?"

Bai Mei looked at him and suddenly asked:

"Jian Wusheng, have you ever wondered why he assigned Songshan to us?"

Jian Wusheng frowned: "Why?"

Bai Mei smiled and said, "Because Songshan is a hundred miles from the capital, not too far and not too close. If something really happens, he will have enough time to react."

He paused, his tone carrying a deeper meaning:

"In other words, while he's giving us territory, he's also setting up a cage for us."

Jian Wusheng's expression changed.

Bai Mei waved his hand: "Don't be nervous, this is a good thing. The fact that he is willing to draw the cage means that he intends to stay with us for a long time."

If he really doesn't want to deal with us, he can just kick us out. With the strength of his men, is it difficult for them to drive us out of the Eastern Region?

Yun Yao said softly, "Senior Bai Mei is right."

Lin Chen, though young, is very methodical in his work. Cooperating with him is much better than dealing with those unreasonable old monsters.

She paused, then added, "At least he's quite good-looking."

Zhou Lie glanced at her, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but didn't.

Bai Mei chuckled: "Yun Yao, what's your focus...?"

Yun Yao blushed slightly and turned her head away.

After Bai Mei finished laughing, he said seriously:

"Let's get down to business. Although this trip to the Eastern Region didn't achieve its original purpose, it wasn't a wasted trip either."

He looked into the distance, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

"Outposts have been established in the Southern Wilderness and Northern Desert. In the Western Regions, although there have been some setbacks, the problem is not serious."

"With the addition of Songshan City in the Eastern Region, we now have strongholds in all four regions."

"After returning, report back to your respective sect leaders. As for the Eastern Region, let's follow Lin Chen's rules for now and observe the situation before making any decisions."

Several people nodded.

Bai Mei looked at Jian Wusheng one last time:

"Jian Wusheng, put aside your idea of ​​fighting that half-step Celestial Immortal for now. Wait until you've figured out Lin Chen's background before making a decision."

Jian Wusheng was silent for a moment, then nodded:

"OK."

He paused, then suddenly asked, "What if we figure it out?"

Bai Mei laughed: "If you figure it out, you can fight if you want, and I'll applaud you."

He patted Jian Wusheng on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"But let me give you a piece of advice: sometimes, the more you figure out, the less you dare to fight."

Jian Wusheng was taken aback.

Bai Mei didn't say anything more and looked out the window.

It was already daylight.

……

Zhenbei Palace.

Lin Chen didn't wake up until noon.

When Zhao Mingyue opened her eyes, the room was empty. She didn't know when she had gotten up.

There was still a note on the bedside table:

"I'm going to Grandma's. There's some porridge keeping warm in the kitchen, remember to drink it—Moon."

Lin Chen smiled, holding the note, and muttered something.

"They always left notes, like they were meeting with underground party members."

He crumpled the note into a ball and tossed it casually, and it landed right in the wastebasket in the corner.

I sat up and stretched, my bones cracking like firecrackers.

I slept soundly, without even a dream.

After washing up, Lin Chen changed into a black robe and strolled towards the dining room.

Halfway there, we ran into Lan Fenghuang.

When Lan Fenghuang saw Lin Chen, her eyes lit up, and she jogged over:

"Husband, are you awake? Are you hungry? There's still some porridge warming up in the kitchen. Shall I have them bring it up?"

Lin Chen nodded: "I'm hungry. Let's go eat together."

The two walked side by side toward the dining room.

After taking a few steps, Lan Fenghuang secretly glanced at Lin Chen and whispered:

"My lord, those people from last night... are they really alright?"

Lin Chen looked down at her and smiled, "What? Worried about me?"

Lan Fenghuang blushed slightly, but still nodded:

"Um."

Lin Chen reached out and ruffled Lan Fenghuang's head, making her long black hair a mess:

"It's alright, don't worry, your husband is very capable."

Blue Phoenix squinted as her eyes were rubbed, and the corners of her mouth curved up, like a cat being stroked.

But she still muttered, "My hair is all messed up..."

Lin Chen smiled and said, "It looks good even when it's messy."