Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1505 - 1505 1494 Before Becoming an Immortal One

Chapter 1505: Chapter 1494: Before Becoming an Immortal, One Must Not Harbor False Thoughts, Lest They Destroy Her Path to Immortality_1 Chapter 1505: Chapter 1494: Before Becoming an Immortal, One Must Not Harbor False Thoughts, Lest They Destroy Her Path to Immortality_1 Lin Xiaoyang stepped into the arena and relayed a ssage for Duke of Zhen and the Old Master: “However, we have one more condition, which you must fulfill.”

“Please do tell, elder.”

Mu Fan let go of his sister’s hand, his expression solemn.

“Before your cultivation succeeds and you ascend to immortality, you must not harbor any improper thoughts towards my daughter, ruining her path as an immortal.”

Lin Xiaoyang straightened his back and spoke firmly. Then, his eyes darkened, showing a hint of ferocity: “If you dare to break your promise, I will hunt you down as a resentful ghost even after death.”

“I agree.”

Without any hesitation, Mu Fan cut his finger and squeezed out three drops of essence blood, swearing before the heavens: “I, Mu Fan, swear to protect my sister throughout my life, even if it ans smashing my bones and scattering my ashes, with no regrets or resentnts.”

“Qingluo, it’s your turn.”

Lin Xiaoyang looked at his daughter, leaving no room for rebuttal.

Lin Qingluo’s eyes flickered, feigning compliance as the tip of her finger stained with essence blood wrote down a series of intricate and profound spells.

The oath was established.

The spell wrapped around the essence blood and exploded in midair, turning into a cloud and disappearing without a trace.

Only then did Lin Xiaoyang nod in satisfaction, accepting Mu Fan’s presence.

Lin Qingluo sighed quietly.

Her great grandpa, grandfather, and father truly epitomized the act of breaking apart a couple, performing it to perfection! Could such consummate acting skills also be part of the Lin Clan’s heritage?

*

On New Year’s Eve, Xuanyuan Qing brought her three children back to Duke of Zhen’s Mansion. Little Xiyue, who had learned to walk before her first birthday, undoubtedly beca the center of attention.

“Auntie.”

With two maidservant-style hairpins in her hair, the fair-skinned and pink-cheeked little girl puckered her lips and clearly uttered the word “auntie”, lting Lin Qingluo’s heart. She held the fragrant and soft little body, unable to let go.

“Sister, when are you really going to ascend to the Spirit Realm?”

Lin Jinming and Lin Jinhua, curious about Little Xiyue, gathered around their sister to share intimate words while playing with their niece.

“Probably in about four months.”

Lin Qingluo glanced at the pensive Lin Jinhua and replied with a smile: “I’ll leave after big brother and the others successfully transform their Spirit Roots and co out of seclusion.”

“Sister, are you going to ascend alone this ti?”

Lin Jinming’s face was filled with mixed emotions, looking at his sister with a troubled expression.

He was too embarrassed to directly ask if they could go with her.

“If you want to co along, it’s actually possible.”

Lin Qingluo, incomparably intelligent, saw through his little thoughts at a glance and affectionately rubbed his head.

“Really?”

“That’s great.”

The brothers perked up imdiately, their hearts leaping with joy.

“Sister.”

Lin Jinming, cunning as a ghost, asked the key question: “Are you planning to ascend using the Cross-border Transmission Array?”

“No.”

Lin Qingluo playfully blinked her eyes and teased: “The Cross-border Transmission Array requires 50,000 High-Grade Spirit Stones to activate once, and I don’t have that many Spirit Stones to squander.”

“Ah?”

Lin Jinming’s face instantly fell: “Without the Cross-border Transmission Array, how can we ascend with you, sister?”

“Well, you see.”

Lin Qingluo grinned playfully and deliberately left them hanging: “If you want to go, you can definitely go.”

“Sister, please tell us.”

Lin Jinhua, taking advantage of being the youngest, shook his sister’s arm and acted coquettishly.

Listening to this, Lin Jinming’s goosebumps fell to the ground.

Lin Qingluo smiled wryly, teasing playfully: “You two seem quite clever usually, but you can’t guess?”

“The Primordial Orb?”

Lin Jinming suddenly had a flash of inspiration, his heart racing.

“Mhm, you guessed correctly.”

Lin Qingluo flicked his forehead with her finger as a form of praise.