Durin's Diary

Chapter 971 Traveling Through a Hundred Rivers

The old man was invited and naturally gladly accepted.

Du Lin turned to look for Mr. Yan, and finally found the old man lying on the ground in a corner of a bookstore, drinking wine and eating fried broad beans.

"Ah, if I had known, I wouldn't have even eaten lunch." When Mr. Yan heard that Old Pang was treating, he quickly sealed the wine, put the broad beans into a bag and put it back into the small box he used as a pillow, then put a bookmark on the book he was reading and put it back on the bookcase. He greeted the old man behind the counter and followed Du Lin out.

"Where is your home?" Dulin asked curiously.

“It’s been almost seven hundred years. The Yan family is no longer the Yan family I know. Besides, my mother was a concubine back then, so I didn’t have a place in the Yan family, right?” At this point, Mr. Yan turned to look at Du Lin: “By the way, how did you in the Western Continent handle this matter?”

"Same here, eldest son inherits. Go all in, good or bad. If you're unlucky and the eldest son dies, you can only see if the younger sons live up to your expectations." To be honest, inheritance is like a lottery. If you're lucky, you'll draw a good heir, which can at least ensure the family's survival for a hundred years. But if you're unlucky, raising as many heirs as you want won't help.

“That’s true. Take your grandfather Yi Xu, for example. In our local parlance, that old man was incredibly lucky to have his ancestors’ graves emitting auspicious smoke. He was able to run into a descendant of a little old man, and his daughter gave him such a wonderful grandson like you. Who would have thought?” Mr. Yan put his hands in his pockets and said, “Speaking of which, what are you planning to do in the future? With so much land in the family, how are you going to divide it up?”

"That is indeed a problem, I need to think about it carefully." Considering that he might receive bad news and ascend to the outside of the ecosystem any day in a few years, this is something that Dulin shouldn't be thinking about at his age, but he still needs to think about it carefully.

However, Dulin wasn't too worried—Among his girls, Anta, Melinda, and Tanya had become legends and transcended mortals, so they would definitely remember him. As for the remaining three girls, the little tiger, the little dragon, and Elaine, they wouldn't have any problems either. Dulin would give them a push if he felt things really got too difficult.

Especially Elaine, this girl has already stepped into the legendary rank in the mage realm. After the Red Feather people awakened in her, they became more and more pure. Now her long hair is as pure as flames, and even the Red Feather legends on Changtang's side are amazed when they see it.

If she weren't a daughter of the Du Lin family, that old woman would have wanted to introduce her to her own grandson.

As for Alyssa, Dulin hadn't been optimistic about her talent before, but after following Director Sun through history this time, her talent has visibly increased, and achieving legendary status shouldn't be a problem.

The remaining ones are a bit more difficult to handle. For example, Lan En is growing very fast, but Dulin doesn't dare to guarantee her final outcome. The one most likely to become a legend is Lide, after all, she is an Alpha Psionicist.

As for Xiang Shu, this girl has been very proactive lately. Du Lin knows that she has a mission to fulfill and doesn't want to disappoint her. However, this girl's talent for the Candle Dragon is limited, but her talent for spiritual energy is quite good. But it's impossible to prevent the people of Changtang from following the Candle Dragon path.

Ultimately, we still need to give her a push.

Let's take it one step at a time. Right now, Dulin is still able to suppress his cultivation level. It would be good to find a way to help the girls purify their bloodlines.

As Du Lin pondered this, he led Mr. Yan back to the Pang family home.

Old Pang was in much better spirits at this moment and was playing chess with his son. When he saw Mr. Yan arrive in his pajamas, Old Pang immediately laughed and said, "No, did you leave your clothes at the laundromat again?"

“Washing one piece is the same as washing ten pieces, so of course I can just wash them all at once. Anyway, no one cares if I’m showing my legs in this outfit.” Mr. Yan said as he sat down next to the old man. “You’ve been washing sand in Yumen Pass for so many days, how come you’re so clean?”

"Nonsense, I went to the bathhouse before I came. But you, you're always staying at the bookstore. Didn't the Yan family reserve a room for you? What are you pretending for?"

“When my father kicked me out of the house, I stopped considering it home. Now that I’ve become a sword saint, I still remember my surname is Yan, right? If my mother hadn’t forbidden me from changing my surname, I would have changed it long ago.” Mr. Yan said, then beckoned to Du Lin: “Young man, do you have any wine? Give me and your old man some.”

"Why are you drinking in the middle of the day? You'll get plenty of drinks when dinner's served tonight. You two brats, I've seen you sneaking drinks since you were kids!" Old Pang glared at him. Mr. Yan nodded: "Alright, alright, I'll do as you say today since I'm eating your food."

"That's right." Old Pang chuckled, then looked at Du Lin: "You rascal, didn't you say your daughters are all in Beijing? Have them come over for a casual meal."

"Men shouldn't invite women when they drink."

"My grandmother needs a few younger relatives to chat with, so I've invited them all over."

"Ok."

Since the master had spoken, Dulin summoned Himer and asked her to go find Anta.

Half an hour later, Anta arrived with the girls from the Dulin family.

Old Pang was sitting next to Du Lin watching this terrible chess player play. He was stunned when he saw the number of players, and after a long while, he looked at Du Lin again and said, "No, kid, you're pretty good."

“How can a man say he can’t do it?” Du Lin joked, gesturing to the old lady of the Pang family who was sitting in the garden not far away.

Speaking of the old lady, Grand Tutor Pang had several wives in his life, and this was the third generation.

The first matriarch died peacefully in her old age, the second matriarch died on the battlefield, and the third matriarch was a second wife, but despite her extraordinary abilities, her foundation was too weak, and now she is even older than Grand Tutor Pang.

Fortunately, Dulin, as the world tree fruit thief, had everything but fruit. He gave the old lady one—this fruit was more effective the lower the cultivation level. After the old lady ate one, she can now walk on her own without a wheelchair.

She was naturally pleased, so Dulin put Anta in charge, with Lan'en and Xiangshu as assistants, and let the old lady see a Western-style spectacle.

"You silly child, you're taking out such a precious thing as the World Tree like it's a box of plums. Aren't you afraid that one day the World Tree will get angry and hang you up and beat you?" Old Pang said with a smile.

"The fruit fell to the ground, and I just thought nobody wanted it," Du Lin joked.

He was also checkmated by the old man.

"Damn! If you're so capable, let's play mahjong!" Du Lin had lost seven games in a row and was now in a red-hot state.

"How dare you say that! When you were playing the game with your in-laws, don't you know who that fat guy and half-human girl sitting next to you were?!" The old man was furious.

They're just the God of Wealth and the Goddess of Fortune! If you're so capable, why don't you let them sit next to you, you old geezer!

Grandpa Pang rolled his eyes and used a large clothespin to hang Du Lin and the old man on a tree nearby.

(End of this chapter)