Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married - Chapter 123
Chapter 123: Wen Zhiyun Is About to Give Birth
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
[Sword Technique+1, Metal-type Spiritual Root Aptitude+1] x66
[Sword Technique: Mastery (2089/2500)]
[Metal-type Spiritual Root: High-grade (2023/2500)]
Late at night, at 1 in the morning.
Chen An lay flat on the slightly wet and cold bamboo bed. One of his hands was behind his head, and the other was hugging Shen Qingyi, whose hair was slightly messy and her face was slightly red. His gaze landed on the notification in front of him.
When he saw the level of the Sword Technique and the level of the Metal-type Spiritual Root, he could not help but sigh that time passed really quickly.
In the blink of an eye, several months had passed since the day he had slept with Shen Qingyi.
He was already proficient in the Sword Technique and was only a little more than 400 experience points away from reaching the master level.
The Metal-type Spiritual Root was already high-grade. He was also only a little more than 400 experience points away from reaching the top-grade.
His aptitude was getting better and better day by day.
From the time he cultivated bitterly for nearly 30 years, he was only at the third level of Qi Refining. Now, he could break through to the top-grade in less than half a year.
Thinking back, it felt very unbelievable.
He didn’t even dare to do this in his dreams.
However, it has all become a reality now.
He even brought himself a house, and it’s full of beautiful and almost-perfect wives.
It was too dreamy. His days were so sweet that he was about to faint.
As he thought about this, Chen An’s gaze landed on Shen Qingyi, who was in his arms. He reached out to tidy her messy hair and comforted her gently.
“Fellow Cultivator Shen, I know that forcing you not to punish evil will make you feel very uncomfortable.”
“But it was a last resort.”
“We’re all too weak. Most of the time, we have to accept the harsh reality and endure as much as possible.”
“But don’t worry. With my aptitude, I’ll soon reach the Golden Core Realm and won’t be afraid of the Crimson Fire Gang.”
“At that time, I will be your backing. I will let you punish evil as much as you want in Hundred Herbs Alley and even in Redwood Forest. I will let you carry out the justice to your heart’s content.”
When he said the last sentence, Chen An was more or less bragging.
With his current personality, forget about reaching the Golden Core realm, even if he reached the Nascent Soul realm, he would not help out when witnessing injustice.
Unless the other party offended him. Otherwise, he would not have attacked if he could.
However, in order to appease Shen Qingyi, he had to talk big. Moreover, he had to talk up and as big as he possibly could.
Compared to that, Shen Qingyi didn’t resist.
She would listen to whatever Chen An said.
Now that she heard Chen An’s flowery words, she chose to believe him.
She leaned into Chen An’s arms and said elegantly, “Yes, I believe in Alchemist Chen.”
Chen An smiled and did not say anything. He only kissed her gently on the cheek and hugged her even tighter.
Not long after, dawn arrived.
The rays of the morning sun shone on the ground, bringing with them a hint of warmth.
At this moment Chen An woke up. But Shen Qingyi had yet to.
Chen An covered Shen Qingyi with a blanket and quickly got up and left the room.
He casually went to the kitchen to find something to eat. Not long after, he entered the alchemy room and began to make money for a new day of refining.
Time passed quickly. Unknowingly, the morning passed.
Chen An extinguished the pill fire and opened his interface to check his data.
[Name: Chen An]
[Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Level 3]
[Alchemy Technique: Intermediate Level 2 (13,865/62,500)]
[Consciousness: Intermediate Level 2 (19,995/62,500)]
[Fire-type Spiritual Root: High-grade (1,808/2,500)]
[Metal-type Spiritual Root: High-grade (2023/2500)]
[All kinds of techniques: Goldfinger (Grandmaster), Sleepy Time Spell
(Master), Shadow Kill (Master), Omitted…]
[Spirit Stones: 18 mid-grade, 88 low-grade]
[Spouses: Song Huaying (4 stars), Gu Xinyue (4 stars), Wen Zhiyun (4 stars), Shen Qingyi (not married yet)]
[Progeny: Chen Yuejian (2 stars), Unnamed (11.5 months)]
Chen An glanced at the interface and his gaze landed on the attributes panel of the spirit stone.
One word: poor!
Ever since he learned to use the Pill Fire to refine spirit stones to cultivate,
No matter how many spirit stones there were, it was never enough.
However, the good news was that his cultivation level increased much faster.
The pros outweigh the cons.
“Looks like I have to work harder to refine pills and earn spirit stones in the future.”
Chen An muttered.
Then, with a thought, he clicked on his daughter Chen Yuejian’s attributes.
[Name: Chen Yuejian]
[Cultivation: None]
[Attribute: Smart and intelligent, with outstanding comprehension]
[Relationship: 2 stars (458/500)]
“I’m still 42 experience points short.”
“I should be able to level up in a month.”
“I wonder what reward I can obtain.”
Chen An looked at the Relationship panel and muttered.
Then, he fell into deep thought.
He thought about which places he could obtain the system reward in the near future.
Firstly, their Father-Daughter Relationship had broken through.
Secondly, the birth of the child in Wen Zhiyun’s womb.
After thinking about it, there seemed to be only these two milestones.
“Father! Father! Father, where are you?”
As he was thinking, his daughter, Chen Yuejian, suddenly shouted outside the door.
Her voice sounded a little anxious and excited.
Chen An put away the interface and opened the door of the alchemy room with a thought. He shouted softly at his daughter outside the door, “Father is here.”
“Father!”
Chen Yuejian shouted.
Then, she jogged into the alchemy room and came to Chen An with a smile.
“Father, I just learned a tune from Mother. I’ll play it for you!”
“Alright, Daddy will listen.”
Chen An smiled expectantly.
Soon, Chen Yuejian picked up the bamboo flute in her hand and played it seriously.
The sound of the flute was melodious, like the sound of flowing water..
