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

Chapter 579 Family Banquet

Lin Chen scrutinized Lin Nianjun.

Lin Nianjun met Lin Chen's gaze with a steady, unhurried, and unwavering look.

"What are you going to the Tower of Babel for?"

"Let's challenge the tower," Lin Nianjun said. "It's a hundred-level trial; I want to see how far I can go."

Lin Chen looked at Lin Nianjun.

The eldest son, at the age of twenty-two, had already reached the level of a half-step Celestial Immortal.

At this age and with this level of cultivation, although he can't compare to the prodigies of the Origin Realm, he is still among the top in the Great Thousand Worlds.

Moreover, his gaze held neither smugness nor impatience, but rather a deep, steady, and eager anticipation.

"Okay," Lin Chen said. "Go ahead! Come back and tell me which level was the hardest."

He had also offered suggestions regarding the hundred-level trials of the Tower of Babel, which were effective in training even celestial immortals and true lords.

Lin Nianjun's lips curved slightly.

That bend was light and quick, but the light in his eyes could not be hidden.

"Thank you, Father. Your son will not let you down!"

With his daughters' destinations all arranged, Lin Chen leaned back in his chair, picked up his wine glass, and took another sip.

Then his gaze swept over his sons one by one.

The relaxed smile that was just moments ago gradually faded away.

Lin Chen put down his wine glass, sat up straight, and cleared his throat.

The noisy chatter in the main hall gradually subsided after Lin Chen's actions.

The sons, whose gazes had been swept over by Lin Chen, looked at each other, their hearts skipping a beat at the same time.

Lin Chen's gaze swept across their faces one by one.

The eldest son, Lin Nianjun, is twenty-two years old, and the youngest is ten years old. They were born ten years ago before Lin Chen left seclusion.

The twenty-odd children who have already come of age are all still virgins, not even inheriting a bit of his dashing and carefree spirit.

Lin Chen tapped his fingers on the table, drawing everyone's attention.

"You brats, I'm going to have a serious talk with you today."

Lin Nianjun tightened his grip on the wine glass.

Lin Nianbei looked down and pretended to look at the food in her bowl.

Lin Nianze picked up his wine glass and took a sip, the glass obscuring half his face.

Lin Nianzhao nudged Lin Nianyu, who was sitting next to him, with his toe under the table. Lin Nianyu glared at him.

"Nianjun," Lin Chen called out, "You're twenty-two."

Lin Nianjun forced himself to look up: "...Hmm."

"Nianbei is twenty-two."

Lin Nianbei lowered her head even further: "...Mm."

"Nianze, Nianzhao, Niansu, Nianruo..."

Lin Chen counted them one by one, pausing his gaze on each person's face after each count.

Nianxuan, eighteen.

Lin Chen tapped the table again with his fingers:

"Tell yourselves, you're all so old, and you don't even have a wife, and you're still virgins, is that acceptable?"

Lin Nianjun took a deep breath: "Father, I have been cultivating..."

"Cultivation?" Lin Chen interrupted him, "When I was your age, you were already old enough to run errands."

"You guys are all so good at dragging your feet! Look at me, then look at you—is this any way to behave?"

Lin Nianbei muttered softly, "Father, that's a special case..."

"What special circumstances do I have?" Lin Chen raised an eyebrow.

"Back then I was fourteen years old—never mind me."

Take you all for example, aren't you all good-looking? And your cultivation levels aren't low either, right? Not to mention your family backgrounds.

"Girls who want to marry into the Lin family could line up from Dongshan Villa all the way to Tianyuan City, but you haven't managed to bring back a single one."

Lin Chen got more and more excited as he spoke, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the table:

"Tell me, is it because you're not good enough? Are your standards too high? Are you too picky? What kind of person are you looking for? A fairy descended from heaven?"

Lin Nianze put down his teacup and finally managed to utter a sentence:

"Father, all the women on the continent idolize you. Who knows if they're attracted to us or to you?"

Lin Chen paused for a moment, then raised his hand, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, and gave Lin Nianze a headbutt from a distance.

"Bullshit! If you're incompetent, don't blame me."

Lao Tzu has been in seclusion for twenty years, and those who were once infatuated with him have long since married.

I refuse to believe their daughters would even consider an old man like me.

Lin Nianze covered his head, muttering to himself, "You're just an old geezer; you look younger and more handsome than me!"

Lin Nianying was laughing so hard she was practically lying on the table, her shoulders shaking.

After finally calming down, I wiped away the tears of laughter and added fuel to the fire by saying:

"Brother, Father is right. You really need to hurry. If you can't handle the older one, can't you handle the younger one?"

Lin Nianjun glared at her: "You're so outspoken and disrespectful. Besides, why don't you hurry up and do something?"

Lin Nianying puffed out her chest confidently:

"I am a girl, and my father said that I would rather have none than something bad."

"You are sons, you must bring people home to carry on the Lin family line, otherwise you will be unfilial."

"Father, do you think I'm right?"

After saying that, she raised her chin at Lin Chen, with an expression that said, "Daddy, praise me!"

Lin Chen smiled slightly, "Nian Ying is right. Family inheritance should be the top priority. The Lin family cannot rely on me alone. You all need to contribute as well."

Lin Nianjun took a deep breath and looked at the group of brothers who were bowing their heads and not saying a word, and the sisters who were trying not to laugh.

He glanced at Lin Chen's stern face again, and finally could only helplessly clasp his hands in a fist salute:

"My child...do your best."

"It's not 'as much as possible,' it's 'absolutely necessary,'" Lin Chen corrected him, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

"Bring me back at least three within a year!"

"Three?!" Lin Nianjun nearly choked on his own saliva. "Father, what do you take me for...?"

"Who are you? You are the eldest grandson of the Lin family." Lin Chen picked up his wine glass, took a sip, his tone softened but the amount of wine remained the same.

"This is not negotiable. If you can't bring them back, don't blame me for personally finding you a hundred or two hundred to be your breeding robots."

Lin Nianjun turned pale with fright upon hearing this. He completely believed that Lin Chen was capable of such a thing, and quickly said:

"Father, I promise you, don't worry about it!"

Lin Chen nodded in satisfaction: "That's more like my son."

Lin Nianbei raised her hand from the side: "Dad, what about me?"

Lin Chen glanced at him: "You're just like your brother, three a year, or the consequences will be the same."

Lin Nianbei: "..."

"And you're all the same, you're all of age and haven't even touched a woman. It's an embarrassment to me if word gets out."

The group of sons, who had already come of age, looked at each other, their faces as if they had eaten bitter melon.

Lin Nianying, who was standing next to her, was laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight. She nudged Lin Nianruo next to her with her elbow.

"Look at the look on our brother's face."

Lin Nianruo suppressed a laugh, her shoulders trembling slightly.