Chapter 1256: Xiao Qian'er

The Hunyuan Dao Scripture, Sixth Layer Middle, broke through once more—power, cultivation, and all his true Qi and soul surged in an instant.

The Hunyuan Body also advanced in a flash, becoming stronger; the Hunyuan power it contains devours everything, transforms into part of the body, and the stronger the assimilating force, the stronger its form becomes.

Chen Chuyang opened his eyes and couldn't help but smile.

"Not bad, not bad—finally a breakthrough. All these years of accumulation have led to this moment."

"Later breakthroughs get harder; this time I owe it to those trips to Tianwai, where I devoured the world's Qi, and to this Dragon King Pill. Its effect is truly mighty, far beyond any Myriad Medicine Dragon Blood Pill."

"I still have eight Dragon King Pills, enough for three to five years of cultivation. One pill's effect lasting a year is fine, and later my clone will need a Dragon King Pill, and Heishanyang certainly will too."

"I'll give Shang Hongxue one. This girl's Cultivation may need to advance, and the Dragon King Pill might help her awaken—her third awakening could be different. I must boost my strength quickly, or I won't be able to protect her."

As for Shang Hongchen, it's not that I won't give her a pill; her cultivation is too low to use a Dragon King Pill, even a Myriad Medicine Dragon Blood Pill. When she can use one, it'll be far in the future, and then we'll have to refine another.

There are other women, but they're not needed now; Hu Jiuwei might need one, but this woman is currently unavailable.

We'll talk after she exits the sect. It seems no one in this world can use them now. As for the Chen Clan, we're not considering them for the moment; the strongest in the Chen Clan are only the mother and grandmother, then the elder brother. For the others, even a Fifth-Grade Pill exceeds their limits, let alone an Eighth-grade Pill.

Chen Chuyang tucked away the Dragon King Pills; they must not be exposed. The others will receive them later; for now, give them to Shang Hongxue.

After the cultivation breakthrough, Chen Chuyang stood up, stepped out of the room, and met Shang Hongxue waiting at the doorway. Seeing him exit the sect, she rushed over and clung to him—this scene has never changed, even after all these years.

Chen Chuyang held her and, doting, said, "Qingmeng and the others are watching."

"Let them watch; I don't need to fear this little girl." Shang Hongxue didn't care about the rest; she embraced her husband, and whatever others think is their business.

Shang Hongchen walked over, smiling broadly, constantly sizing them up; her gaze was full of mockery.

Shang Hongxue could no longer stand it, stepped down from Chen Chuyang, and turned, saying, "Your turn."

Shang Hongchen shook her head, "No, I don't want that."

So embarrassed.

She's not Shang Hongxue; she can act so naturally.

Shang Hongxue gave her a cold stare and mocked, "What are you pretending? You were crazier than me when you lost it; now you pretend to be demure?"

Shang Hongchen hurried forward, covered her mouth, preventing her from speaking recklessly.

"My daughter is still watching; can you stop saying that?"

So ridiculous.

Shang Hongxue glanced down the mountain; Qingmeng and the others immediately bent down to work, daring not to look this way. Everyone else went about their own business, as if they didn't see.

"There's nothing—none of them are looking here. What are you scared of?"

"Hurry up, or I'll have my husband deal with you."

The latter sentence, Shang Hongxue whispered into Shang Hongchen's ear with a teasing smile.

Shang Hongchen's body shivered, grabbed Shang Hongxue's waist, and pretended to be angry, "Can you stop forcing me? You only know how to bully me."

"I'm your sister."

Shang Hongxue bared her teeth and said, "You're wrong; I'm the sister."

Shang Hongchen: "……"

Helpless, she complied, clinging to Chen Chuyang. Chen Chuyang winked at Shang Hongxue, then carried Shang Hongchen back to the room, leaving Shang Hongchen blushing and shy.

"Husband, wait."

Shang Hongxue urged, "Quickly, stop pretending."

The three of them returned to the room together.

Longshe Shan fell silent.

Below the mountain, Chen Qinglian stared up, then turned to Chen Chuh... and asked, "Uncle Chuh..., what do you think?"

Chen Chuh... patted his head, let out a goofy laugh, and gave no answer.

At this moment, saying anything would be wrong; say nothing, give no answer, just play dumb.

Not getting an answer, she turned and stared at Chen Wangshu, asking, "Auntie Wangshu, where are you going?"

Xiao Wangshu didn't want to answer, and hurried to her mother's side.

Liu Yuer smiled directly, "Little Qinglian, you, don't be curious; just focus on cultivating the spirit medicine."

"Oh." Chen Qinglian sighed, still curious.

Liu Yuer shook her head; the three of them really paid no attention—Qinglian is still young.

Unintentionally, she began to miss Chen Shen, not knowing whether Chen Shen had finished his tasks.

"Ah."

She sighed and looked into the distance.

Three days later.

Shang Hongchen left the room first, followed by Shang Hongxue; both left with the same shy expression, walking apart without looking back. After they returned to the room, Chen Chuyang finally drifted out slowly.

Passing Chen Qinger's younger sister, Chen Chuyang teased, "Sister Qinger, are you jealous?"

Chen Qinger rolled her eyes at Chen Chuyang, irritated, "Who's jealous of you?"

"Look at you—after all these years you're still alone; didn't Uncle Two find you a partner?" Chen Chuyang urged.

Chen Qinger brandished her Five Elements Sword at Chen Chuyang, striking a threatening pose.

"Don't talk nonsense; my sword doesn't miss."

"Oh dear, how scary—my sister Qinger, you're not a child anymore, you should marry; staying on Longshe Shan forever isn't good." Chen Chuyang joked, knowing Uncle Two was anxious; his sister Qinger was of marrying age.

Uncle Two still wants to hold his grandchild; over the years he's often urged her up the mountain.

Chen Qinger rolled her eyes at Chen Chuyang, warning, "I don't want to marry, Brother Chuyang; if you want me gone, just say so."

"No, no, stay as long as you like." Chen Chuyang quickly waved his hand, fearing that if this girl went to her sister‑in‑law, he'd be in trouble.

"Hmph." Chen Qinger snorted coldly, ignoring Chen Chuyang.

Chen Chuyang, sensing the mood, descended to the Pill Refining Hall, having not visited his disciples for a long time; he could not leave them here any longer.

He walked straight in; inside the Pill Refining Hall was a sweltering blaze, scorching flames, ever‑burning ground fire, and the pervasive scent of elixirs.

Various aromas mingled into a rather chaotic smell, and Chen Chuyang detected the essences of many elixirs as well as numerous spiritual medicines.

He then looked at his disciple Zhang Nongqian, who began Pill Refining a third‑grade elixir.

"Huh?"