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[Sword Technique+1, Metal-type Spiritual Root Aptitude+1] xi8

[Sword Technique: Beginner (18/100)]

[Metal-type Spiritual Root: Low-grade (18/100)]

The next day, at dawn, Chen An did not sleep for long. He only slept for less than an hour before he sat up from the bed.

When he woke up, there was no one by the bed.

Shen Qingyi had disappeared, together with the blanket.

Chen An did not care too much about this. His gaze was focused on the notification in front of him.

“Sword technique?”

“Metal-type Spiritual Root?”

“Two new attributes at the same time?”

Chen An was a little excited, but he was more puzzled.

What’s the difference between Shen Qingyi and my three wives?

How could she add two attributes to me?

Could it be that Sword Technique and Metal-type Spiritual Root were her two greatest advantages?

That should be the case.

Chen An roughly figured it out and did not dwell on it too much.

“Husband, it’s time for breakfast.”

Gu Xinyue’s voice sounded outside the door.

When Chen An heard the voice, he did not even put on his clothes. He got out of bed and opened the door, pulling the icy concubine into the room.

Last night, because Shen Qingyi was still an ignorant rookie, he could not enjoy himself to the fullest.

About an hour later, only then did the couple walk out of the room lovingly.

[Divine Consciousness Strength +4] x3

He came to the hall outside.

Song Huaying, Wen Zhiyun, and Chen Yuejian were all there.

However, Shen Qingyi was nowhere to be seen.

Chen An did not ask. He spread his divine consciousness and broke through the layers of door walls. Finally, he found Shen Qingyi in a room.

At this moment, Shen Qingyi was curled up on the bed with a blanket wrapped around her. Her hair was a little messy. She wasn’t asleep, just laid there.

“Husband, how did you feel last night in Sister Shen’s room?”

Song Huaying was as curious as ever. She leaned close to Chen An’s ear intimately and asked in a soft voice.

Chen An did not know how to answer. He smiled and whispered in her ear, “Nothing much, just like you at that time.”

“Husband, you’re annoying!”

Song Huaying rebuked.

Wen Zhiyun, who was at the side, felt a little uncomfortable when she heard their conversation, but she didn’t say anything.

She stroked her high belly and thought that everything would be fine in half a month.

After breakfast, Chen An scooped a bowl of porridge and stopped in front of Shen Qingyi’s room. He knocked on the door and said,

“Fellow Cultivator Shen, I’ve scooped a bowl of spirit chicken porridge for you.”

“Alchemist Chen, I’m not hungry yet.”

Shen Qingyi’s clear voice came from the room.

Seeing that she had no intention of getting out of bed to open the door, Chen An did not continue to disturb her. He said, “Fellow Cultivator Shen, if you’re hungry, you can ask Yue’er to make you something to eat.” Then, he left with the porridge.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

During this period, Shen Qingyi had been hiding in her room and had not come out.

Chen An did not know what she was thinking and did not disturb her.

Perhaps she was embarrassed?

She looked very happy on the surface, but she was actually extremely shy inside?

As for the exact answer, he could only wait for Shen Qingyi to come out and say it herself.

On this day, as usual, Chen An brought his daughter to fly on a sword in the courtyard.

They flew in the morning, noon, and night.

He was flying so fast that he felt like vomiting.

However, her daughter was always very excited.

Chen An was also confused. He could not understand why this little girl was so addicted.

She was exactly the same as her mother. It was all inherited.

More than a quarter of an hour later, Chen An slowly landed the sword.

His daughter gently jumped down from the sword and turned around with a smile. “Father, I still want to fly tomorrow!”

“Alright, We’ll fly tomorrow.”

Chen An smiled gently.

At that moment, Song Huaying came out of the house and said to Chen Yuejian, “Little Yuejian, it’s very late. Come wash up and get ready for bed.”

“Ok!”

Chen Yuejian responded crisply. Then, she ran towards Song Huaying with her slender legs.

In the past period of time, Chen An had educated and guided his daughter a lot. She had to listen to her mother. Now, it seemed that the effect was still there. The mother and daughter looked much closer than before.

“Husband.”

Just as Chen An watched the mother and daughter in front of him go to the bathroom to wash up before bed, Wen Zhiyun walked out of the house and walked up to him.

Chen An looked at the concubine in front of him and grabbed her slender hand to knead it. He said gently, “Yun’er, what’s wrong?”

“Husband, I’m already eight months pregnant.”

Wen Zhiyun caressed her big belly. Her voice sounded gentle and full of hints.

Chen An understood everything. He picked her up, princess style, and walked into the house. As he walked, he said, “Let’s go to my room. I’ll massage you.”

“Husband, I haven’t showered yet. Let’s go to the bathroom first.”

It’s fine. Two Cleaning Talismans will solve it.

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“What a waste of money…”

“Every inch of time is worth its weight in gold. Every inch of gold can’t buy every inch of time. This spending is worth it.”

As Chen An spoke, he pushed open the door in front of him with a thought. He carried Wen Zhiyun to the bamboo bed and gently placed her on the bed with her back against the headboard.

Then, he took out two Cleaning Talismans and used them on himself and Wen Zhiyun.

For some reason, Wen Zhiyun became especially proactive tonight. As soon as her body was cleaned up, she immediately raised her fair and smooth arms and hooked them around Chen An’s neck. She exhaled and said, “Husband, stay here for the night.”

“Alright, then I’ll tell Ying’er.”

Chen An took out the voice transmission talisman and informed Song Huaying.

Then, she turned around and gently blew out the candle on the table. She and Wen Zhiyun fell onto the bamboo bed with cotton cushions.

“Wait a minute, I have a question for you.”

Wen Zhiyun suddenly pressed Chen An’s restless hands down, not letting him continue to push his luck.

Chen An was a little puzzled. “What’s wrong?”

“Go and relight the candle. Then look at me, into my eyes.”

“Yes, it’s done.”

Chen An lit the candle and returned to the bed. He did as Wen Zhiyun said and looked at her.

Wen Zhiyun looked into Chen An’s eyes and asked, “Between Fellow Cultivator Shen and I, who do you think looks better?”

Chen An said without thinking, “You look better.”

“You’re not lying to me?”

“I’m not lying to you.”

Chen An continued with a sincere expression, “Not only are you prettier than Fellow Cultivator Shen, but your figure is also more seductive than hers. You’re the most charming fairy I’ve ever seen.”

Wen Zhiyun was happy to hear that, but she still said pretentiously, “You’re glib-tongued. You must be lying again. You must have said the same thing to Ying’er, Yue’er, and Fellow Cultivator Shen.”

No, I’ve only said that to you, Yun’er.

H

Chen An was not lying. He was telling the truth.

Wen Zhiyun raised her willowy eyebrows. She was already overjoyed, but she still continued to ask,

“Really?”

“Really.”

Chen An was still sincere, but he was thinking that he would say the same to Song Huaying, Gu Xinyue, and Shen Qingyi when he went to their rooms in the future.

Wen Zhiyun was sure that Chen An was not lying. She said to him with a loving look, “Hmph, at least you know what’s good for you. I’ll let you off easy tonight. You can do everything I didn’t allow you to do in the past tonight.”

“Yun’er, not only are you prettier than Fellow Cultivator Shen, but you’re also more charming than her.”

Cut it out. It’s too fake to try and flatter me. Hurry up and blow out the candle before 1 go back on my word.”

Wen Zhiyun did not pinch Chen An hard to make him move faster and stop dilly-dallying.

Chen An did not say anything else. He was already teased enough by this tsundere concubine. It was time to get down to business. He turned around and blew out the candle again, increasing the Relationship between husband and wife with an affectionate expression.

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.

Chen An sat up from the bed. With a thought, he recalled the gains he had worked hard for the past few days.

[Fire-type Spiritual Root Aptitude +3] X38

[Fire-type Spiritual Root: High-grade (502/2500)]

H

It’s finally a high-grade Fire-type Spiritual Root. Now, the alchemic fire I’ve produced should be able to refine spirit stones efficiently to cultivate.”

Thinking of this, Chen An was slightly excited.

Then, he did not waste any more time. He quickly put on his clothes and got off the bed to go to the alchemy room to try to refine spirit stones to cultivate.

In the alchemy room, Chen An closed the doors and windows tightly.

He casually found a place to sit down and took out a high-grade spirit stone. With a thought, he produced a dark purple pill fire and began to refine and absorb the spirit stone in his hand.

A day later, the high-grade spirit stones had been completely refined.

It turned into wisps of spiritual qi and surged into his body without losing anything.

“Phew-”

Chen An took a deep breath. After feeling the abundant spiritual power in his body, a gratified smile appeared on his face.

It worked. He could refine a high-grade spirit stone a day.

As long as there were enough spirit stones.

In the future, his cultivation speed would greatly increase.

In the next half a month, other than being intimate with his wives, Chen An spent almost the entire day in the alchemy room refining spirit stones and cultivating.

He had finished refining the high-grade spirit stones.

He began to refine medium-grade spirit stones.

In just ten days, he had almost squandered all the spirit stones he had earned from the evil people of the Bamboo Leaf Gang. His savings were instantly depleted.

However, Chen An’s heart did not ache at all.

He even wanted to sell everything to continue burning money to cultivate.

Because this cultivation speed was too fast. It was so fast that it was addictive.

In less than a month, his cultivation broke through from the perfected second level of Foundation Establishment to the third level.

[Name: Chen An]

[Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Level 3]

[Alchemy Technique: Beginner Level 2 (7,756/12,500)]

[Consciousness: Beginner Level 2 (6,987/12,500)]

[All kinds of techniques: omitted…]

[Fire-type Spiritual Root: High-grade (633/2500)]

[Spouses: Song Huaying (4 stars), Gu Xinyue (4 stars), Wen Zhiyun (3 stars), Shen Qingyi (not married yet)]

[Progeny: Chen Yuejian (2 stars), Unnamed (8 and a half months)]

“Not bad. Improvement is as fast as ever.”

Chen An looked at the interface carefully and was motivated by the various progress bars that had increased by one round.

Soon, his gaze landed on Shen Qingyi’s spouse attribute pane.

He suddenly remembered that she had yet to look at Shen Qingyi’s interface.

With a thought, he checked Shen Qingyi’s attribute panel.

[Name: Shen Qingyi]

[Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Level 4]

[Attribute: Heroic and righteous, Abhorring evil]

[Relationship: 0 stars (Unranked)]

Chen An’s gaze landed on the relationship level at the bottom. He could not help but feel puzzled when he saw the words “Unranked” behind the brackets.

What is all this? Unranked?

Did he mean that he had obtained her body but not her heart?

Thinking of this, Chen An felt an inexplicable sense of defeat.

He was so handsome and good-looking. Didn’t Shen Qingyi feel anything?

Could it be that he was really not interested in romantic relationships?

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No way!”

“I have to capture her heart!”

Chen An’s competitiveness caused him to be unable to accept the fact that he had failed to attract Shen Qingyi..