Chapter 52: Wen Zhiyun is Pregnant
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The voice outside the house was very familiar. It was the Bamboo Leaf Gang deacon who had co twice in a row.
Chen An and Wen Zhiyun looked at each other and did not say anything. They got up at the sa ti to check on the situation.
Song Iluaying and Gu Xinyue were very sensible. They knew what to do and what not to do.
The two of them continued to eat breakfast silently and did not follow him out.
When Chen An arrived outside the courtyard, he saw that both sides of the alley were filled with people.
In the middle of the alley were still the sa people from the Bamboo Leaf Gang.
The leader was Elder Zhao from the Law Enforcent Hall.
Accompanying them were the deacon and a few ordinary mbers of the late-stage Qi Refining realm.
The only difference was that there were five people kneeling in front of them.
It wasn’t anyone else.
It was Han Sanfan and the others who wanted to move out of the Bamboo Leaf
Forest last night.
At this mont, the five of them were covered in wounds. Their bodies were tied up and their mouths were stuffed with wet cloth. They lay on the ground like dead dogs with ashen faces.
Most of the residents had co out.
The leader, Elder Zhao, imdiately said,
“These five people are spies from the Black Iron Manor. Last night, they left in the night to pass on information, but fortunately, I caught them.”
“Today, I’ll execute these five people on the spot in front of everyone to show how serious we are, and to give everyone an explanation.”
With that, Elder Zhao swung his sword and beheaded the person closest to him.
A late-stage Qi Refining expert had died just like that.
Seeing this scene, everyone’s expressions changed slightly.
“Wu… WU…W11!”
When the remaining four people saw one of their companions being beheaded by a sword, they were imdiately so frightened that they struggled with all their might.
Among them, Han Sanfan saw Chen An during the struggle, and his eyes were instantly filled with viciousness.
He wished he could cut him into a thousand pieces!
Break his bones before skinning him alive!
When Chen An saw the viciousness in Han Sanfan’s eyes, he knew that the other party had misunderstood him. He must have thought that Chen An told on him to the Bamboo Leaf Gang, causing the five of them to be arrested.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Four consecutive swings of the sword sounded.
The four people who were struggling on the ground just now.
In an instant, he followed in the footsteps of his first companion.
All of them were decapitated and died unnaturally.
“If you discover any spies from the Black Iron Manor in the future, you can report to at any ti.”
“All whistle-blowers will be rewarded.”
After saying that, Elder Zhao swung his hand forcefully and shook the blood off the sword.
Then, without even dealing with the corpse, he left with the group of people behind him.
“Is this giving us an explanation? This is clearly making an example out of the five of them, warning us not to think of moving out of the Bamboo Leaf Forest!”
“Fellow Cultivator Han died too unjustly. Previously, I tead up with him to kill enemies on the battlefield. At that ti, he killed a Cultivator from the Black Iron Manor with a sword. He specialized in killing early-stage and middle-stage Qi Refining Cultivators. He was even rewarded by the Black Iron Manor. How could he be a spy from the Black Iron Manor?”
“Sigh, there’s no need to say much about these things. Everyone understands. Let’s help bury these five Fellow Cultivators.”
As sighs sounded, a few male Cultivators quickly took the initiative to clean up the five headless corpses.
Many residents who had originally planned to move out of the Bamboo Leaf Forest had no choice but to temporarily dispel this thought after seeing everything that unfold today.
They all planned to force themselves to take a look first.
When he really couldn’t take it anymore and didn’t have the money to pay the rent, he would make other plans.
He wanted to see if he should go to the battlefield to earn rent-free certificates or find an opportunity to move out of the Bamboo Leaf Forest.
“Sigh, this is really a world where the strong prey on the weak.”
Chen An looked at the five headless corpses that were dragged away on the ground and could not help but feel a little sad.
In this cultivation world where huge beasts were as common as dogs and demons were everywhere, if independent Cultivators wanted to live peacefully, they had to rely on the backing of sects to survive.
And living under soone else’s roof was usually difficult.
It was fine if nothing happened usually.
Once sothing happened, these loose Cultivators would be ruthlessly squeezed dry by their sects and clans, beaten to the bone and sucked dry.
Back in the house.
After breakfast.
Chen An and Wen Zhiyun returned to their room to catch up on their sleep.
The two of them did not sleep for the entire night.
They were both extrely sleepy.
However, after lying on the bed, Chen An realized that he could not sleep at all.
At the thought of Han Sanfan and the others who had just been beheaded outside, he felt very uneasy.
The Bamboo Leaf Gang would rather lose the hearts of the people and destroy the reputation of the Bamboo Leaf Forest to make an example of them in front of all the residents.
This indirectly explained how difficult the Bamboo Leaf Gang’s situation was.
At this rate, the Bamboo Leaf Gang might do anything to resist the Black Iron Manor in the future.
Thinking of this, Chen An was filled with a sense of urgency.
Noway!
He had to beco a second-grade Alchemist as soon as possible!
He had to join the Treasure Pavilion!
Rid himself from the Bamboo Leaf Gang’s control!
After having an idea,
In the following days, other than completing the necessary alchemy every day, Chen An spent the rest of his ti having fun with his wife.
He worked hard to increase his alchemy experience.
In the blink of an eye.
More than half a month passed.
On this day.
Chen An had just finished having sex with his wife. He sat by the bed and opened the interface.
[Na: Chen An]
[Cultivation: Qi Refinent Level 7]
[Wealth: 599 low-grade spirit stones]
[Alchemy Technique: Advanced Level 1 (1566/2500)]
[Consciousness: Advanced Level 1 (1,198/2,500)]
[Goldfinger: Master (1322/2500)]
[Sleepy Ti Spell: Proficient (266/500)]
[Spouses: Song Iluaying, Gu Xinyue, Wen Zhiyun]
[Progeny: Chen Yuejian]
Chen An did not take a closer look. His gaze imdiately landed on the Alchemy Technique column.
He had already accumulated 1,566 experience points. He was still more than 900 experience points away from breaking through.
In half a month, he had gained nearly 500 experience points.
On average, he gained 33 experience points a day.
At this rate, he would probably only need a month to break through to Level 2 in Alchemy.
“As expected, desperate situations force one’s potential.”
Chen An was slightly excited. He patted his wife beside him, wanting to continue improving his alchemy experience.
Song Huaying could not help but tremble when he patted her. Again?
She was a little afraid and could only say pitifully with her beautiful watery eyes,
“Husband, you’ve been running to Ying’er’s side recently. Isn’t it a little bad? I feel that you have neglected Sister Wen and Sister Gu…”
When Chen An heard this, he could not help but fall silent. He knew that his wife was a little overwheld by him.
Soon, he touched his wife’s face gently and smiled.
“Ying’er is so sensible. She even knows to think for her two sisters. I didn’t consider this matter.”
As he spoke, he gently covered Song Huaying with a thin blanket and kissed her little face.
“Ying’er, it’s been hard on you during this period of ti. Rest well. I’ll go and see your Sister Wen and Sister Gu now.”
“Husband, Ying’er is useless…”
Song Huaying pursed her thin lips and said with a disappointed expression.
During this period of ti, her husband had been infatuated with her and wanted to give her more love, but she could not bear it.
After all, there was a difference between immortals and mortals.
At the thought of this, Song Iluaying could not help but feel a little depressed.
He recalled sothing he had seen when he lived in the cheap district. A mortal woman had been abandoned by a celestial husband and hung at her door.
She wondered if her husband would be dissatisfied with her as the days went by if she could no longer satisfy his needs. Would he grow tired of her and even abandon her?
Chen An could tell that his wife was anxious. He reached out and pulled her into his arms to comfort her.
“Ying’er, don’t let your imagination run wild. You didn’t rest much last night. Sleep well now.”
“Husband…”
Song Huaying was a little touched.
Chen An did not say anything. He just hugged her silently.
Under his warm hug, Song Huaying quickly fell asleep.
Seeing that she had fallen asleep peacefully,
Chen An gently put her down from his arms, put on his clothes, got out of bed, and left the room.
He went to the other room to visit Gu Xinyue.
After entering Gu Xinyue’s room a mont later,
Chen An was a little surprised to find that his ice-cold concubine was also depressed.
He thought that he had neglected Gu Xinyue too much in the past half a month, causing her to be depressed.
In the end, after asking, he found out that Gu Xinyue was depressed after thinking about her deceased father.
Chen An felt very upset when he heard that, but he could not do anything. He could only try to comfort her and let her call out to her father in a sobbing voice for the entire morning to see if he could fill the gap in her heart.
[Divine Consciousness Strength 3] X28
After lunch and a short rest.
Chen An knocked on Wen Zhiyun’s door.
Wen Zhiyun stood in the room and said sarcastically like a resentful woman,
H
Yo, isn’t this Alchemist Chen?”
“What?”
“You finally rember that you have a concubine in the Cold Palace?”
“Yun’er, it’s my fault.” Chen An walked into the room and hugged Wen Zhiyun.
“Don’t touch !”
Wen Zhiyun threw a tantrum and snorted as she shook off Chen An’s arm.
However, she could not resist the fact that Chen An had been shalessly hugging her and not letting go. He kept coaxing her with sweet words. In the end, she reluctantly forgave Chen An.
However, even though her body had forgiven her, she was still angry.
In order to completely appease the resentnt that had accumulated in Wen Zhiyun’s heart for the past half a month, Chen An ca to her frequently in the next few days.
In the past few days, his Fire-type Spiritual Root, which had less than half of its original progress, almost leveled up.
[Fire-type Spiritual Root: Low-grade (98/100)]
“I’m still 2 experience points short.”
Chen An could not hide his excitent. He reached out and shook Wen Zhiyun awake, wanting to continue being intimate with her.
Wen Zhiyun wasn’t angry. She just rolled her eyes at him unhappily and let him do as he pleased.
After about an incense stick of ti.
[Fire-type Spiritual Root aptitude 1]
[Fire-type Spiritual Root: Low-grade (99/100)]
“One more point to go!”
Chen An was slightly excited.
Just as he was about to continue, a notification suddenly popped up in front of him.
[You have successfully impregnated your wife, Wen Zhiyun. You have taken the second step of spreading your roots. You are rewarded with a Marrow Cleansing Pill.]
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