"Alright, Dad~

Oh, by the way, Dad, although you’ll find out soon, let me remind you of something.

Never let yourself get trapped in a sealed environment here, or else... that Ice Coffin Ghost will come over and press you into the Ice Coffin.

So, you see, my palanquin doesn’t even have a top, hahaha."

With that, Tang Nian crossed his legs, swaying while drinking, and shouted childishly, "Come on, Ah Da, Ah Er, move! Hahahahaha!"

The two Sixth Grade Puppets immediately lifted the palanquin, while the puppet Tang Chou followed alongside like a guard.

Li Yuan checked the data beside the four "people".

Tang Nian was "400~425".

The puppet Tang Chou had changed from "600~601" last time to "915~920".

The puppets called Ah Da and Ah Er by Tang Nian were "605~610" and "615~625" respectively, with not much difference.

Clearly, after avenging and inheriting the Tang Family’s heritage, Tang Nian’s puppetry had improved a lot.

However, seeing that his adopted daughter’s data was still healthy, Li Yuan felt temporarily at ease.

He looked down at the Black Market Ghost Realm emerging from the mountain fold, and his figure flickered as he swiftly climbed down, sliding on a slope to swoop into the Black Market Ghost Realm.

He had just entered the Ghost Realm when, around the corner, a pale-faced cyan-robed beautiful woman and a cute white-robed girl walked out from the side.

"Sister Yan, Xiaozhao!"

Li Yuan took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and quickly went to embrace the two.

"Where’s the crybaby?" asked Xiaozhao.

Li Yuan said, "It’s a long story; Dad will tell you slowly."

He looked at the girl before him.

The girl leaned on a crutch, with crows perched all over her shoulder.

"Xiaozhao, it’s so good to see you, Dad’s truly happy."

"Me too, Dad. I’m the person who misses you the most in the world." The girl obediently raised her head, smiling with two rows of cute teeth showing.

Li Yuan was taken aback for a moment, but there was no fault in what she said, for Lady Yan was not human...

"Dad, look at my paintings." The girl tugged Li Yuan’s hand to run inside, wanting to show her works to her father because very few could appreciate her paintings.

Li Yuan followed his daughter, yet didn’t forget to hold Yan Yu’s hand.

The cyan-robed beautiful woman floated after Li Yuan, ethereally, as they went to view the paintings she had seen countless times.

To Li Yuan’s surprise, these paintings were not childish sketches but "portraits".

Some of the people in these portraits were those Li Yuan knew, such as "Yaojue", "Cui Huayin", as well as "Aunt Wang", Aunt Wang’s son and daughter, even Xue Ning, Li Ping’an, and Li Yuan himself...

If this were their own Ghost Realm, just this scene would be enough to be creepy.

These paintings were stored in a large room in the Black Market, hanging on a large white wall like an exhibition wall.

"I said I was lonely, and Mom said I could paint.

As long as I paint the people I like and hang them on the wall, I can see them every day. This way... I won’t be lonely anymore."

The cute girl said solemnly.

Li Yuan asked, "Do you want to join the Tang Sect? And be with your Sister Niannian?"

Xiaozhao lowered her head and looked at her toes, "I don’t like it... too many people, Xiaozhao doesn’t like it."

Li Yuan started to have a headache.

These are just his three children.

Li Ping’an is like a main character in a chuunibyou phase, Tang Nian has the vibe of a demoness, and Xiaozhao actually has social anxiety...

Beside him, a faint smile appeared on Yan Yu’s pale face, "Children have their own blessings, husband, don’t overthink it."

Li Yuan sighed, pulled her hand, and sat to the side, saying, "You don’t know Ping’an... Let me tell you about it."

He then began recounting the events he experienced at the Divine Wood Hall and described Li Ping’an’s performance and character.

While Xiaozhao listened, she suddenly burst into a cheerful laugh that was completely out of sync with the surrounding atmosphere and, after laughing, continued to listen to Li Yuan speak.

When Li Yuan told about the time Li Ping’an, in a fit of anger, actually called himself "Uncle Li", she laughed so hard she couldn’t straighten her waist.

Then she said in an adorable voice, "I also want to bully my little brother."

This inexplicable conclusion left Li Yuan speechless for a while, "Your brother is very strong, okay? He has become adept, his postnatal traces all vanished, everything reverting to Innate Shadow Blood, and he can create clones with just instinct."

"So what if he can clone?" Xiaozhao puffed out a cheeky "humph", tapping her crutch randomly, and soon, the outside of the entire room was covered with black crows, the remaining light disappearing, each crow having "99~100" floating by its side.

Li Yuan commented, "You have quantity, but it’s not enough..."

Xiaozhao said worriedly, "I can’t beat him... What should I do? I also want to bully my little brother."

Just then, Li Yuan suddenly felt Yan Yu tugging his hand, seemingly wanting to talk away from their daughter, or maybe she didn’t want him to delve into this matter further.

Li Yuan said, "No more about the little brother. Let me tell you about your Aunt Yao, alright? Aunt Yao is no longer a maid now..."

Much later...

Midnight.

The couple leaned on each other, relishing each other’s completely different auras.

Li Yuan felt as though he was embracing an ice sculpture, each movement of the ice sculpture’s hand giving his skin a sensation like being glazed by cold ice.

He leaned close to the cyan-robed beautiful woman’s ear and whispered, "Sister Yan, I want to~~"

"Okay~"

"Naughty." Lady Yan’s voice unexpectedly carried a hint of warmth. She remembered this was what they had said the first time they made love, and the fact that Li Yuan brought it up now was a pleasing joke.

The blend of fiery heat and icy smoothness intertwined like the merging of Yin Yang Qi, twining into a tail and head like leisurely Black and White Fish, from which all life was birthed and swam forth...