I established the Eternal Immortal Clan by taming beasts.

"Heh heh, just you wait! This time I guarantee I'll be able to fly!"

As soon as Lin Che stepped out of the secluded cultivation room from the secret realm, he caught a familiar, clear, eager child's voice coming from the front yard—it was none other than the third son, Lin Xuanfeng.

Lin Che paused slightly, realizing that this kid must be messing with his "flying dream" again.

He shook his head and smiled helplessly, but there was no criticism in his eyes, only a hint of indulgence.

It's not a bad thing for children to have the courage to explore and try new things, as long as they are safe.

His divine sense spread out toward the front courtyard.

Lin Xuanfeng stood facing the wind beside the eaves of the roof covered with bluish-gray spirit tiles in the front hall.

He wore a specially made, tight-fitting protective suit made of supple deerskin and some kind of thin spider silk fabric, which outlined the child's still tender yet energetic figure.

The most striking feature was the peculiar device above his head.

A simple "glider" with a frame made of thin, resilient bamboo and covered with an unknown, light animal hide, is shaped like a large bird spreading its wings. Although the workmanship is a bit rough, it is quite presentable.

Lin Xuanfeng's face, which inherited his mother's beautiful features, was flushed with excitement.

Her large, clear eyes shone with an incredibly bright light, and her small hands, gripping the control stick tightly, trembled slightly with excitement.

He took a deep breath, puffed out his chest, and adopted a determined posture.

The roof was two or three zhang high off the ground, which was as easy as walking on flat ground for a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

But for a child who is only a few years old and has no cultivation, if he were to fall, the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, Lin Che did not immediately appear to stop it, but simply "watched" quietly.

The reason is simple—a pale blue figure stands quietly on the bluestone slabs of the courtyard below.

That was a Azure Wave Spirit Ape, or more precisely, a Tide Spirit Ape that Lin Che had found and upgraded.

It stands about five feet tall at the shoulder, with a well-proportioned and athletic build. Its entire body is covered in pale blue fur that ripples like water, shimmering softly in the sunlight.

A pair of round, amber eyes were fixed intently on their little master on the roof, their gaze focused and steady.

It slightly bent its knees, leaned its body forward, and its broad palms hung naturally at its sides, yet a faint blue aura of water swirled around it.

Near Chuyang City, there aren't many options for finding a smart, gentle spirit beast that's also suitable for accompanying and caring for young children.

Lin Che spent some effort bringing back another Azure Wave Spirit Ape.

After the system upgrade, it not only becomes more intelligent, but also has a more refined control over water elemental energy. It is especially good at using gentle force to neutralize impacts, making it an excellent choice for caring for children.

Normally, when Wang Lingsu, Su Wanwan, and others need to leave the island to handle family affairs...

The heavy responsibility of looking after these energetic and curious "little rascals" mostly fell on his shoulders.

Lin Che went to great lengths to ensure that it could truly perform its function.

It took a whole year of my time to personally teach it how to interact with toddlers.

Teach him to understand children's behavior and emotions, learn basic caregiving skills and safety boundaries, and even some simple children's games.

Finally, Lin Che also formed a spirit beast contract with it, which allowed him to see the children's condition and emotional fluctuations at any time through the contract, ensuring that nothing went wrong.

When the Tide Spirit Ape first took over, it did experience a period of being overwhelmed and confused when faced with its several little masters who had different personalities and came up with all sorts of whimsical ideas.

However, it has an extremely strong learning ability and is very patient, and quickly figured out the temperament of each child.

Knowing when to indulge their whimsical ideas and when to gently but firmly stop dangerous behavior.

Today, it has become a trusted playmate and reliable protector for children, and has not caused any further problems.

……

At that moment, in the pavilion in the front yard, several other children were each occupying a corner.

Lin Xuanjing, dressed in light blue casual clothes, lay listlessly on the cold stone table.

Her little hand propped up her chin, her clear black and white eyes fixed on the conspicuous figure on the rooftop: "Big brother, do you think Xuanfeng will succeed this time?"

The eldest son, Lin Xuanqi, sat opposite him, dressed in royal blue brocade, and did not even raise his head when he heard this.

She was intently putting a piece of glistening, translucent purple cloud bean cake, sprinkled with osmanthus honey, into her mouth.

He squinted contentedly, his cheeks slightly puffed out, and mumbled, "I think... it's unlikely. Instead of wasting time thinking about flying, you'd be better off eating a couple more freshly baked pastries!"

"Second brother, are you really not going to have some? This purple cloud bean cake melts in your mouth, sweet but not greasy." As he spoke, he picked up another piece and pretended to hand it to him.

Lin Xuanjing glanced at the nearly empty celadon plate in front of his older brother and pouted, "Forget it, just watching you eat makes me feel stuffed."

He sighed, his bright eyes darting around as he looked towards the other side of the pavilion.

There, the fourth brother, Lin Xuanyu, was sitting alone on a small stone bench.

He was dressed in a simple, moon-white robe, exuding a cool and aloof air.

At this moment, he was looking down at a chess manual in his hand, his fingertips occasionally tapping lightly in the air, as if he were making a deduction.

"Brother, what do you think?" Lin Xuanjing asked, unwilling to give up.

Lin Xuanyu didn't even lift her eyelids, but simply stretched out her slender white fingers and slowly turned the page of the chess score.

His voice was calm and expressionless, revealing no emotion whatsoever: "If you're really bored out of your mind, why don't you go back to your room and catch up on some sleep?"

His small face, which bore a five or six-point resemblance to his second brother Lin Xuanjing, was now covered as if by a thin layer of ice, showing no expression.

This is Lin Che's fourth son, Lin Xuanyu.

Although he is still young, his features are already handsome, and what is even more remarkable is his composure that far exceeds his age.

He inherited his mother's superior ice spirit root (originally a mid-grade root, which was upgraded by Lin Che).

A faint, lingering coolness always surrounded him.

The name "Yu" was chosen after much thought by Lin Che.

"Jing" refers to the brilliance of jade, its luster being outwardly apparent;

"Jade" refers to the essence of jade, which is warm and lustrous.

The two brothers, one outgoing and the other introverted, complemented each other perfectly.

The other children were already used to this scene, each immersed in their own world, not disturbing each other.

Beside the west railing of the pavilion, the second daughter, Lin Xuanjing, was sitting on the ground with a soft cushion beneath her.

She wore a light yellow cotton blouse and matching trousers for easy movement, and her jet-black hair was tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, with a few strands brushing against her focused profile.

She was born to Su Wanwan and was born with both mid-grade water and wood spiritual roots.

Among them, the Wood Spirit Root has been upgraded to the superior grade by Lin Che, which may have given her a more acute perception and affinity for the creations of nature.

At this moment, she was completely focused on the work at hand.

A small, sharp carving knife twirled deftly in her fingertips, meticulously carving a piece of finely textured agarwood.

Her eyes were focused, her breathing was gentle, as if the whole world consisted only of her and the wooden blank that was gradually taking shape in her hands.

The debris fell softly, piling up in a small heap at her feet, but she was completely unaware.

Sitting right next to her on the ground was her twin brother, Lin Xuandong.

The boy was wearing a dark brown short-sleeved shirt that allowed for easy movement, and his hair was sticking up in a slightly frizzy manner.

He was resting his chin on one hand and unconsciously scratching his scalp with the other, looking at a math problem lying on his knees with a worried expression.

He possesses a mid-grade fire and earth spiritual root, with his fire spiritual root having reached the high-grade level after being enhanced by Lin Che.

Her personality, like her spiritual root attribute, is lively and active, forming a stark contrast to her older sister's calmness.

Lin Che personally delivered them when they were born.

First came a girl, her cries barely audible; then, a boy's loud cry echoed throughout the delivery room.

This contrast of stillness and movement left a deep impression on Lin Che, who then used it as a basis to name the brother and sister "Jing" (stillness) and "Dong" (movement).

At that moment, he was scratching his head in frustration.

The pen twirled between his fingers a few times, but hesitant to put it down.

He turned his head several times, wanting to ask his sister, who was so close by, for help, but when he saw Lin Xuanjing's profile, completely absorbed and seemingly isolated from the world, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Forget it, asking is probably pointless.

He simply picked up his homework and ran to the stone table in the center of the pavilion.

The eldest sister, Lin Xuanqing, was bent over her desk calculating.

Lin Xuandong took a closer look and saw that the white Xuan paper was covered with dense symbols, graphics and numbers, with a complex structure and interlocking deduction steps.

His lips twitched involuntarily.

He recognized each character individually, but when put together, it was like a cryptic script. Was he drawing talismans?

Sensing someone approaching, Lin Xuanqing stopped writing.

She looked up, revealing a face that at first glance appeared quite ordinary.

Upon seeing that the visitor was her foolish fifth brother, Lin Xuandong, she immediately understood the situation.

He glanced at the question he handed him, and a clear and concise solution immediately came to mind.

"Let A be the unknown here, and B be the unknown here. The relationship between the two is as shown in this equation..." Her voice was steady, and her pace was moderate. Using the way Lin Xuan could understand, she quickly pointed out the key point in just a few words.

"Oh! So that's how it works! I get it!" Lin Xuandong suddenly realized, picked up his pen and quickly wrote down the answer.

A big smile immediately spread across his face. "Thank you, elder sister!" He happily returned to his seat, completely satisfied.

After finishing his homework, he mysteriously pulled out a rather thick booklet with slightly curled edges from his pocket.

The cover features a few large characters he wrote in crooked handwriting with a brush: "The Record of Mysterious Movements".

Turning the pages reveals a rich tapestry of illustrations and text. There are simple portraits drawn with charcoal, anecdotal notes, and even strange leaves or petals pasted on, recording his daily experiences and discoveries.

He chewed on his pen, lost in thought: "Today... first I'll remember the 'Flying General' on the roof, then my older sister helping me solve the problem, and also..."

On the other side, Lin Xuanqing watched her younger brother skip away, then lowered her head again to continue working on her incredibly complex problem.

These mathematical problems, set by Lin Che himself or extracted from ancient books, are fundamentally different in depth and breadth from the everyday mathematical problems that his younger siblings learn.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly at times and relaxed at others. The pen tip glided across the paper, making a soft rustling sound. She was completely immersed in the wonderful world constructed of logic and numbers.

This eldest daughter was the most special among all of Lin Che's children.

[Character: Lin Xuanqing]

Gender: Female

Lifespan: 4/...

Cultivation Level: None

[Spiritual Root: Mid-grade Earth Spiritual Root]

[Physique: Azure Emperor's Longevity Physique (Unawakened)]

She had the worst spiritual root aptitude, possessing only a low-grade earth spiritual root, and her appearance was also the most ordinary.

Yet he possesses a sacred body!

What is this? This is clearly the treatment of the main character.

That's what makes her so special.

He actually possesses the legendary "Azure Emperor's Longevity Body," which boasts an almost limitless lifespan.

This means that as long as she doesn't perish along the way, she has almost endless time to accumulate experience and break through, and the path to the Great Dao is within reach.

For this reason, Lin Che named her "Qing," which subtly reflects the meaning of the "Green" Emperor, and since she was a girl, he chose the character "Qing."

These seven children represent the continuation of Lin Che's bloodline and his hopes for the future.

The number "seven" is the ultimate number in the cycle of heaven and earth, which corresponds to the seven major cultivation realms in this world: Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, Void Refining, and Dao Integration.

Lin Che's decision to stop at the Seven Sons also implicitly conveys the idea of ​​following the natural way and achieving perfection.

Lin Che never slacked off in educating his children.

From the age of three, he was gradually instilled with knowledge of the cultivation world, including common sense, basic cultivation techniques, identification of spiritual objects, and illustrations of ferocious beasts.

At the same time, he did not neglect his studies in poetry, mathematics, etiquette, and other subjects, as he did not want his descendants to become illiterate cultivators who only knew how to cultivate but were ignorant of literature.

Similarly, he respects and encourages each child to develop their own interests.

The path to immortality is long and arduous; without one or two things you truly love to keep things interesting, wouldn't the journey be too dull?

Now it seems that, apart from the second child, Lin Xuanjing, who is a chatterbox, all the other children have their own hobbies.