BXBX NOVEL Chapter 89 - 89: Huge Harvest
Editor: Atlas Studios
Storage bag: 1
High-grade spirit stone: 1.
Medium-grade spirit stones: 12 pieces.
Low-grade spirit stone: 38 pieces.
Low-level artifacts: 3
Various types of talismans: A few.
Various types of medicinal pills: A few.
Other small valuable items: A few.
“He even has high-grade spirit stones. How much did this dog get from scamming?”
Chen An counted the items in his storage bag. The more he looked at them, the more shocked he became.
But soon, this shock turned into excitement.
One high-grade spirit stone could be exchanged for 100 medium-grade spirit stones.
One medium-grade spirit stone could be exchanged for 100 low-grade spirit stones.
So many spirit stones! I’m rich!
Chen An was only excited for a moment, but he quickly calmed down. He quickly got up and left, rushing to the guest room where his wife and daughter were.
Killing the manager of the Treasure Pavilion was equivalent to offending the Xuanhuang Sect supporting the Treasure Pavilion.
He can’t stay here any longer. He had to leave quickly.
Now that he had so many spirit stones, he could survive anywhere.
Upstairs, in the guest room.
Chen An pushed open the door and said to his three wives,
“Yun’er, Yue’er, Ying’er, let’s go. We can’t stay in the Bamboo Leaf Forest anymore.”
“Husband, what happened?”
Wen Zhiyun couldn’t hold it in anymore and asked worriedly.
Chen An didn’t hide anything and said truthfully,
“I just killed Deacon Li of the Treasure Pavilion. Now, I’ve already offended the Xuanhuang Sect and the Treasure Pavilion. We have to leave this place and escape.”
When his wives heard this, their expressions changed slightly.
Wen Zhiyun calmed down and grabbed Chen An’s hand. She looked into his eyes and said,
“Husband, no matter what you do, 1 will support you.”
As a proud concubine, although she often threw a tantrum with Chen An, she would be very sensible and support her husband unconditionally without asking for the reason or the consequences.
“Husband, Ying’er is the same as Sister Wen!”
“Husband, Yue’er too.”
“Father, I’m the same as Mother!”
Chen Yuejian was still young and could not understand the conversation between her father and mother. She simply followed the crowd.
Seeing that his wife and daughter supported and trusted him without hesitation, Chen An felt very warm.
However, he didn’t say anything else. He only said to his wife and daughter,
“Time is limited. Let’s leave quickly.”
“Okay.”
Soon, the family of five left the guest room.
When he arrived downstairs, Chen An saw that Shopkeeper Liu was writing an envelope to send a pigeon.
There was no need to think about it.
This was definitely to spread what had just happened to the Treasure Pavilion.
Chen An took a big stride forward and rushed in front of Shopkeeper Liu. He stretched out a finger and with a whoosh, a wisp of alchemic fire appeared on his fingertip.
Then, he burned the letter that Shopkeeper Liu was writing.
“Chen… Alchemist Chen.”
Shopkeeper Liu was shocked when he saw Chen An suddenly appear in front of him.
The scene of Deacon Li being beheaded by a sword was still vivid in his mind.
He was afraid that Chen An would fly into a rage out of humiliation and slash him with his sword.
Chen An did not waste his breath on him. He took out 10 mid-grade spirit stones and slapped them on the table. He said expressionlessly,
1’11 take some of the ingredients, medicinal pills, talismans, and various daily necessities with me. These spirit stones should be enough.”
“Enough… enough. Alchemist Chen, feel free to take it. If it’s not enough, 1’11 pay for it out of my own pocket.”
Shopkeeper Liu did not dare to say another word. He was afraid that Chen An would chop him up if he disagreed. He could not wait for him to quickly take his things and leave.
Chen An was very principled and did not take too much.
He only took a total of 10 mid-grade spirit stones according to the cost price.
After that, Chen An suddenly launched an attack and knocked Shopkeeper Liu out with a hand chop.
He quickly used an artifact, the Soul Locking Rope, from the counter to tie him up into a hemp knot and stuffed a cloth into his mouth.
After that, he left the Treasure Hall with his wives and daughter.
He specially chose a remote path to avoid being discovered.
As his wife, Song Huaying, was a mortal, her speed was too slow. Chen An carried her on his back and ran all the way.
Because her daughter, Chen Yuejian, was still young, Wen Zhiyun hugged her and ran all the way.
“We’re still too slow.”
“If only I knew some footwork or mastered Sword Flight.”
Chen An thought to himself as he ran wildly.
Unfortunately, he could only think about it.
After all, in the past thirty years, his life had been poor. He had to worry about the rent every day. How could he have the money to buy cultivation techniques or spells to learn?
As a low-level Qi Refining Cultivator, it was basically enough for him to know the most basic Qi Refining Art.
If one wanted to know all kinds of spells at the Qi Refinement Stage, they had to be a second-generation immortal or sect disciple.
The kind of person who would say, “What’s the difference between you and a martial artist when you see a low-level freelance Cultivator who doesn’t know magic and doesn’t have a magical artifact?”
He could only say that why not eat minced meat?
“When I become rich in the future, I must buy more spells to cultivate and increase my strength.”
Chen An thought to himself.
More than an hour later, the family of five continued to escape.
There was not a moment of pause during this period.
He wanted to leave the Bamboo Leaf Forest as soon as possible to avoid any changes.
“Husband… Husband, 1 can’t run anymore.”
Gu Xinyue felt that her legs were very sore and heavy, as if they were filled with iron. She could barely move.
Although she was a Cultivator, her cultivation was only at the first level of Qi Refining.
To put it bluntly, she was as powerful as a strong mortal, barely enough to be considered a Cultivator.
Once the strength increased, he would feel as tired as a mortal.
Chen An was very sympathetic to his wives. Seeing that his wives were really too tired to run, he stopped and said,
“Everyone, sit down and rest for a while. We’ll continue our journey after we recover our strength.”
With that, he took out a pill that could help him recover his strength from his storage bag and handed it to Gu Xinyue gently.
“Come, Yue’er. Eat this Vitality Pill. It can speed up the recovery of your stamina.”
“Thank you, Husband.”
Gu Xinyue reached out to take the pill and swallowed it with a mouthful of water.
The pills were also very effective for low-level Cultivators.
This was because low-level Cultivators did not have a high use of spiritual energy. Most of the time, they had to rely on their blood qi to move like mortals.
During the break, Chen An took out the three low-level artifacts from his storage bag.
They were all protective artifacts.
Without thinking, he distributed it to Song Huaying, Gu Xinyue, and his daughter like before.
He gave each of them one. He didn’t give it to Wen Zhiyun.
Wen Zhiyun could understand Chen An’s actions. After all, Song Huaying, Gu Xinyue, and Chen Yuejian were all without the ability to protect themselves and needed protective artifacts.
However, even though she knew that it made sense, she still felt a little uncomfortable.
The first time it was divided like this. She accepted it.
However, the second time, when divided like this, even if she didn’t need these artifacts that much, she would still feel uncomfortable.
Fortunately, Chen An was prepared for this.
After distributing the protective artifact to his wife and daughter, he emptied the storage bag he had obtained from Elder Zhao’s corpse. He walked to Wen Zhiyun and handed it to her.
“Yun’er, this storage bag is yours.”
Wen Zhiyun was stunned for a moment before asking in confusion, “Husband, aren’t you going to use it yourself?”
“I already have one in use. Take this.”
“Thank you, Husband!”
Wen Zhiyun took the storage bag with a happy expression and played with it lovingly.
The dissatisfaction and imbalance that had just arisen in his heart instantly dissipated.
Compared to the three low-level artifacts, the value of this storage bag was much higher.
For example, low-level artifacts could be afforded by Cultivators at the late-stage of the Qi Refining realm with a little savings.
As for storage bags, they were high-end goods that only Foundation Establishment experts could afford.
But now, even Wen Zhiyun, whose cultivation was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, could afford it. How could she not be happy?
Seeing that Wen Zhiyun could not bear to part with the storage bag in her hand, Chen An was sincerely happy.
It was said that poor couples suffered a lot, but it was different with money. He could often send gifts to his wives. Every day, there was a small surprise that made his wives’ eyes fill with husbands.
At this moment, Chen An deeply understood this principle. Between husband and wife, there had to be effort in relationship and materialistic things..