**Dongyuan Prefecture Capital**
Lin Yun traveled day and night at top speed to return to Dongyuan Prefecture.
He landed outside the capital, the massive, endless city appearing perfectly normal.
“The capital’s fine!” Lin Yun let out a tentative sigh of relief.
But he quickened his pace to enter the city. Yu Ying’s message meant something was up!
The city gate was enormous, with countless citizens streaming in and out during its open hours.
Entry and exit required passing through the gate—even Lin Yun, the prefecture lord, was no exception.
“It’s the prefecture lord!”
“Greetings, Prefecture Lord!”
The gate guards, spotting Lin Yun, knelt in unison.
The nearby citizens entering the city turned to look.
“He’s our prefecture lord?”
“Quick, pay respects to the prefecture lord!”
“Greetings, Prefecture Lord!”
The citizens, thrilled, knelt in reverence. Seeing the prefecture lord in person was a rare honor!
“Everyone, rise,” Lin Yun said, waving to the crowd.
A guard centurion shouted to the citizens, “Clear the way for the prefecture lord to pass!”
“No need!” Lin Yun stopped him.
He then beckoned the centurion over.
“Prefecture Lord!” The centurion hurried to Lin Yun, trembling with respect.
“Has everything been peaceful in the capital recently? No incidents?” Lin Yun asked.
“Lord, all is well,” the centurion replied.
Lin Yun’s confusion deepened. Why had Yu Ying messaged him?
Could it be…
A sudden realization hit him.
“Good, rise.”
With that, Lin Yun rushed into the city!
…
Inside, he soared into the air, streaking toward the prefecture lord’s palace.
Flight was banned in the city, but Lin Yun was exempt.
**Prefecture Lord’s Palace Entrance**
Lin Yun landed at the gate.
“The prefecture lord is back!”
The guards at the entrance lit up with excitement.
“Prefecture Lord, the madam instructed us to tell you to hurry to her upon your return,” a guard said urgently.
“Good!”
Lin Yun nodded with a smile and dashed into the palace, heading straight for Yu Ying’s chambers.
Outside the Chambers
The old steward stood waiting.
“Lord, you’re back!”
Seeing Lin Yun, the steward hurried forward: “Congratulations, Lord! You’ve gained a daughter!”
This confirmed Lin Yun’s guess.
“Haha!”
Too excited to respond, Lin Yun laughed and rushed into the chambers.
His heart swirled with complex emotions—nervousness, anticipation…
By Earth standards, at his age, an ordinary person might have a teenager. But here, this was his moment.
**Inside the Chambers**
Yu Ying lay on the bed, attended by several maids.
Lin Yun pushed open the door, rushing in.
“Lord!”
The maids bowed as he entered.
“Yun-gege, you’re back.”
Seeing Lin Yun, Yu Ying beamed, calling him softly and trying to sit up.
“Ying’er, don’t move.”
Lin Yun reached the bed in a few strides.
“Ying’er, you’ve worked so hard. I’m so sorry I wasn’t here for such an important moment,” Lin Yun said, tightly grasping her hand.
“You have your pursuits and responsibilities. I’d never blame you,” Yu Ying said, her face glowing with a radiant smile.
“Wah, wah…”
The baby’s cries rang out.
“Yun-gege, look at our child,” Yu Ying said, smiling.
The baby, swaddled, lay beside her.
“Okay!”
With anticipation and nerves, Lin Yun looked at the child, gently picking her up.
Her chubby red cheeks were like ripe September apples, her big black eyes like grapes, her skin so tender it seemed water might drip from it.
As Lin Yun gazed at her, she opened her eyes, looking at him with innocent curiosity.
“Coo, coo!”
The crying baby, seeing Lin Yun, suddenly smiled.
In that moment, Lin Yun felt a profound connection, as if their hearts were linked—a wondrous feeling.
Perhaps this was the magic of blood ties.
Her innocent smile melted Lin Yun’s heart…
At that moment, he wanted to give her everything he had!
“This… this is my child…”
“Haha, this is Lin Yun’s child! I, Lin Yun, am a father!”
Unable to contain his excitement, Lin Yun laughed skyward!
“Wah…”
His laughter seemed to startle the baby, who cried again.
“Don’t cry, little one. Daddy won’t make a fuss.”
Lin Yun hurriedly comforted her, looking a bit flustered.
Though a mighty ninth-stage tribulation realm cultivator, as a father, Lin Yun was a novice.
“Pfft!”
Yu Ying covered her mouth, giggling at the sight.
Even the maids couldn’t help but snicker. The lofty prefecture lord, usually untouchable, was helpless against a baby’s cries.
“Yun-gege, give her a name,” Yu Ying said, smiling.
Lin Yun thought briefly and said, “How about Lin Kexin? May she live a happy life. What do you think, Ying’er?”
“I’ll follow your lead, Yun-gege,” Yu Ying nodded, smiling.
“Good, then it’s Lin Kexin!”
Looking at the baby again, Lin Yun’s face broke into an uncontrollable smile.
In that moment, nothing else mattered. He only wanted to give her the best!
Lin Yun decided to pause his cultivation for a while to stay with his daughter and watch her grow.
…
News of the birth spread quickly, and Lin Yun’s subordinates and friends—Huo Zhen, Liang Yuan, Wei Qi, Yang Wan, Du Yuanzi, the Wanderer, Old Man Yan—came to congratulate him.
A month passed in the blink of an eye.
Lin Yun spent nearly every day with Yu Ying and Lin Kexin, transforming into a devoted dad, caring for his daughter daily.
Both he and Yu Ying were tribulation realm cultivators, and Yu Ying’s three-year pregnancy meant their child was extraordinary. Still, as a newborn, she needed time to grow.
