Chapter 50 - Chapter 50: The Situation Is Getting Graver
Chapter 50: The Situation Is Getting Graver
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[Divine Consciousness Strength +3] X15
[Alchemy Experience +3] x5
[Fire-type Spiritual Root Aptitude +1] X13
As dusk approached, Chen An sat on the bed and looked at the notification in front of him. He could not help but feel a little smug when he heard the tired and rapid breathing coming from beside him.
Heh, a group of small fries. They still wanted to bully others with numbers.
In the end, he didn’t even use Goldfinger and all of them surrendered.
This level was really too weak.
At this moment, Chen An’s confidence reached an unprecedented height.
It was so tall that it was almost shoulder to shoulder with the sun.
“Mother?”
“Mother!
“Waaa… waaa… waaa!”
Just as Chen An was feeling smug, his daughter’s loud cry suddenly came from the room next door.
Without thinking too much, he immediately put on his clothes and got out of bed. He hurriedly ran to the room next door to comfort his daughter.
Soon, his wife rushed over.
She took her daughter from her husband’s arms and skillfully stroked her head. “Little Yuejian, don’t cry. Mother is here. Don’t cry.”
This move was very effective. Her daughter stopped crying very quickly.
At this moment.
Gu Xinyue walked in and asked, “Husband, do you have any dishes you want to eat tonight?”
Chen An was not in a hurry to answer. Instead, he asked his daughter in his wife’s arms, “Little Yuejian, your Mother Gu is going to cook. Is there anything you want to eat?”
“Chicken! Chicken! Chicken!”
Chen Yuejian cried out three times in a row.
When she usually ate, she often saw her mother eating chicken happily. She had always wanted to eat it.
Now that her teeth had grown a lot, she wanted to eat chicken too.
Gu Xinyue stopped in front of her and said with a smile,
“Call me Mother Gu. Call me Mother Gu and I’ll cook chicken for you.”
“Mother Gu!”
Chen Yuejian shouted without any pressure, but her pronunciation was still a little off.
Gu Xinyue pinched Chen Yuejian’s round face and said lovingly,
“Little Yuejian, you’re so obedient. I’ll make chicken for you now.”
With that, she turned around and left the room to make dinner in the kitchen.
Looking at Gu Xinyue’s back view as she left, Chen An realized belatedly that although his icy concubine usually appeared cold, she always had a smile on her face in front of Chen Yuejian, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.
It was obvious that Gu Xinyue liked children very much.
He teased his daughter for a while and made her call him ‘Father’ a few times.
Chen An did not stay in the room for long.
He walked out of the house.
He came to the backyard.
He went to the chicken coop to see the spirit chicks.
“Yun’er?”
“Why are you here?”
Chen An saw Wen Zhiyun standing outside the fence of the chicken coop and looking at the spirit chicken. He couldn’t help but ask curiously.
Wen Zhiyun glanced at him and quickly returned her gaze to the chicken coop.
“I’m looking at chicks.”
“What’s so good about chicks?”
“Don’t you think chicks are cute?”
“I think chicks are delicious.”
“I can’t be bothered to talk to you.”
Wen Zhiyun rolled her eyes at Chen An and ignored him.
Chen An leaned over and hugged her from behind to look at the chicks.
After a while, Wen Zhiyun suddenly asked,
“Speaking of which, what’s with your cultivation? How did you break through so quickly?”
“Guess?”
“I’m not guessing!”
“Then I won’t tell you.”
“Heh, who cares!”
Wen Zhiyun was as arrogant as ever. She was completely different from her gentle appearance in bed just now. It was a huge contrast.
Chen An liked the contrast. He could always obtain the satisfaction of conquest from it and felt that he could not stop himself.
Seeing how arrogant Wen Zhiyun was, he couldn’t help but pick her up. Then, he gently jumped over the fence and into the chicken coop.
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing much. 1 just want to bring you in to see the chicks up close.”
“Cut it out!
“Heh, I like your stubborn and soft body.”
“You… you’re shameless.”
At this point, Wen Zhiyun’s voice had softened a lot, and even her body had softened.
As time passed, the rising sun in the east had already begun to fall into the West Mountain.
The sky slowly darkened, and the temperature gradually dropped.
However, Chen An, who was wearing fewer and fewer clothes, felt that he was getting hotter and hotter.
As a few drops of hot sweat fell, a notification popped up in front of him.
[Fire-type Spiritual Root aptitude+1]
After coming out of the chicken coop, Wen Zhiyun changed her previous opinion of chicks.
In the past, she thought that little chicks were very cute and pleasing to the eye.
However, now, she felt that cute chicks were useless. They were far inferior to big chickens that could be eaten.
Chen An tidied Wen Zhiyun’s hair and helped her tidy her clothes.
“Yun’er, what do you want to eat tomorrow? 1’11 get Yue’er to make it for you.”
“I want to eat braised chicken, white-cut chicken, stewed chicken with mushrooms, and… guess?”
As Wen Zhiyun spoke, she licked her sexy red lips and said charmingly and playfully.
He wanted to give him a taste of his own medicine?
Sister, you’re still too green.
Chen An thought about it and smiled. “You guess if I want to make a guess?”
“Guess your head!”
Seeing that her plan had failed, Wen Zhiyun was a little exasperated.
At this moment, Han Sanfan’s shout suddenly sounded from outside the door.
“Alchemist Chen!”
“Fellow Cultivator Wen!”
“Are you guys home?”
Creak
Chen An brought Wen Zhiyun to open the door and saw Han Sanfan with a sword at his waist.
Seeing the two of them come out of the house, Han Sanfan immediately said, “Alchemist Chen, Fellow Cultivator Wen, I have something important to tell you.”
Chen An: “What’s the matter?”
Han Sanfan said mysteriously, “It’s not convenient to talk about this here. Let’s go in and talk.”
“No, let’s talk here.”
Chen An refused to let Han Sanfan into the house.
In this cultivation world where cannibalism often happened, one had to always be wary of others.
Outsiders could not be let into an extremely private place like the house.
Especially outsiders whose cultivation had reached the late-stage of the Qi Refinement realm.
Seeing that Chen An did not allow him to enter, Han Sanfan did not force him.
He turned his head and looked around.
Seeing that there was no one around, he approached the two of them and lowered his voice.
“I’ve already made an appointment with Fellow Cultivator Zhang, Fellow Cultivator Liu, Fellow Cultivator He from the West Alley, and Fellow Cultivator Tan from the North Alley to move out of the Bamboo Leaf Forest at midnight tonight.”
“I want to ask if you want to leave with us?”
“There’s only one chance tonight. If you miss it, there won’t be anymore.”
When Chen An heard this, he said without hesitation, “No, thank you for your kindness, Fellow Cultivator Han. We don’t have any intention of leaving at the moment.”
Han Sanfan didn’t give up. He looked at Wen Zhiyun, who he really wanted to take away, and asked, “Fellow Cultivator Wen, what about you?”
“I’ll listen to my husband.”
As Wen Zhiyun spoke, she raised her slender hand and held Chen An’s arm, indicating her current relationship with Chen An.
Seeing this scene, Han Sanfan’s expression did not change, but he was already cursing in his heart.
F*cking Chen An!
Pig Arched Cabbage!
Fellow Cultivator Wen must be blind to fall for a coward like you!
Han Sanfan was still unwilling to give up. He tried his best to create a sense of danger and advised, “The situation in the Bamboo Leaf Forest is getting worse by the day. I’m afraid it won’t be long before the Black Iron Manor attacks. If we don’t leave now, we won’t be able to leave then.”
H
No need, Fellow Cultivator Han. Please go back. We really don’t have such plans at the moment.”
Chen An rejected again.
Han Sanfan gave up and said helplessly,
“The two of you are really too stubborn. When the Black Iron Manor attacks, you will know how short-sighted it is to reject my good intentions today.”
With that, Han Sanfan turned around and left.
However, after taking a few steps, he returned and looked at Chen An worriedly.
“Alchemist Chen, I only told you this plan because I treat you as my brother. I hope you can keep this secret for me.”
“Don’t worry, Fellow Cultivator Han. I didn’t hear anything just now.”
“If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first.”
After saying this, Han Sanfan quickly left.
Watching him walk away, Wen Zhiyun thought for a moment and said to Chen
An,
“Actually, Han Sanfan is right. The situation in the Bamboo Leaf Forest is getting worse by the day. It’s not a place to stay for long. Do you have any plans for this?”
“Yun’er, although the current situation in the Bamboo Leaf Forest is very unclear, it’s much safer than going outside.”
Chen An continued, “Don’t worry. I’m confident that I can break through to become a second-grade Alchemist in half a year. At that time, I’ll try to join the Treasure Pavilion and become a professional Alchemist to obtain protection.”
Second-grade Alchemist, Treasure Hall…
Hearing these two pieces of information, Wen Zhiyun’s worried heart relaxed.
She was full of confidence in her husband.
Chen An lowered his head and looked at Wen Zhiyun’s full half-circle curves. Then, he looked at her plump jade legs hidden in her wide Daoist robe. He couldn’t help but reach out and pull her into his arms. His voice carried a hint of heat and urgency.
“Let’s go, Yun’er. Tonight is the day we get married. We’ll have dinner early later and we can start preparing.”
“Ok.”
Wen Zhiyun leaned into Chen An’s arms like a little woman. Her face was slightly red as she replied to him. She was prepared to suffer the ravages of a Level 8 typhoon tonight.