Chapter 1: Extra 1: Urban Cultivation (Free)

Extra 1: Urban Cultivation (Free)

On the streets of the modern city, a group of handsome men and beautiful women with an inconsistent aesthetic style appeared.

Everywhere they went, they drew the side-glances of passersby.

At the very beginning, Chen An didn't think much of being watched by passersby, and he was quite happy to take group photos and the like.

But as time went on and the frequency increased, he became a bit annoyed.

He had no choice but to cast a layer of Illusion Technique on himself and his wife and daughters to lower their attractiveness and change their clothing, so as to avoid being harassed by passersby.

But because there were so many family members, and it was one man with many women, even with the Illusion Technique applied, they were still very eye-catching.

With no other choice, Chen An could only alter the perception of everyone within a hundred-mile radius, making his family appear ordinary and plain in their eyes.

"Daddy, the buildings here are so tall."

Looking at the high-rise buildings around them with dozens or even hundreds of floors, the eldest daughter Chen Yuejian was full of shock, filled with curiosity about her father's hometown.

Chen An smiled, took her warm, soft, and smooth little hand, and said in a gentle voice:

"Let's go, Daddy will take you all to stroll through that large shopping mall ahead, and let you see how the Market here in Daddy's hometown is different from the Markets you know."

"Okay."

Chen Yuejian smiled sweetly with her beautiful eyes curved.

Soon, the family walked into a large shopping mall.

Upon seeing the dazzling array of goods inside, everyone's eyes were filled with novelty.

Along the way, they asked Chen An what everything was, asking until Chen An's head was buzzing.

The one who asked the most was the silly little foodie, the second daughter Chen Yike; no matter what she saw, she would smack her lips and ask if it was edible.

It wasn't until Chen An was annoyed to the point of no return that he bought a pile of snacks and stuffed them into her arms, finally plugging that chattering little mouth of hers.

After all, once a foodie has food, she will be busy eating and have no time to talk.

"Husband, what kind of clothing is that? It looks so alluring."

Song Huaying saw a sexy, mature woman walking past them, her gaze immediately drawn to the silk stockings and high heels on the other woman's lower body, and she asked her native husband curiously from the side.

Chen An didn't know his little wife was asking about the silk stockings, so he followed her gaze to glance at the mature woman, smiled, and said:

"What she is wearing on her upper body is a camisole, on her lower body is a hip-hugging miniskirt, on her legs are silk stockings, and on her feet are high heels."

"Husband, I want to wear silk stockings and high heels for you to see; will you take me to buy some?"

Song Huaying held her husband's arm, her voice soft and sweet, carrying a hint of coquettishness that a man could hardly refuse.

Before Chen An could answer, Wen Zhiyun spoke up from the side:

"What silk stockings and high heels? Such revealing clothing looks quite indecent; why wear such things?"

"Sister Zhiyun, that is where you are wrong. That clothing may look indecent, but as long as we don't wear it for others to see, and only wear it at home for our husband to see, then there will be nothing inappropriate about it."

Jiuji said with a faint smile.

Like Song Huaying, she wanted to wear silk stockings for Chen An to see, feeling that Chen An, who liked to touch legs and feet, should really like his beautiful wives wearing silk stockings for him to touch.

Shen Qingyi and Gu Xinyue also expressed their views, saying that only wearing them at home for their husband was quite good and could add a bit of romantic interest.

Seeing that all the sisters said so, Wen Zhiyun did not say anything more.

It was just that Chen An had a loose tongue and insisted on chuckling and teasing: "My Zhiyun's figure is so lewd, it would be a pity not to wear silk stockings. I'll buy you a pair of every style later and let you wear them every day."

"Who wants to wear them for you to see!" Wen Zhiyun bristled instantly, glared at Chen An, and said: "If you want to wear them, wear them yourself!"

Chen An smiled and said nothing.

They were an old married couple, and he knew the temperament of his tsundere concubine; he had long since become accustomed to it.

This tsundere concubine was only being stubborn now; in less than two days, she would compromise, and by then, she would play even crazier than anyone else.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the clothing section upstairs to see if there are any silk stockings for sale."

After Chen An finished speaking, he led his family toward the escalator, letting them experience modern facilities instead of taking the easy way out by using the Teleportation Technique.

When they stepped onto the escalator, the younger daughters felt it was great fun and stepped up and down with laughter.

Chen An only smiled when he saw this and did not stop them.

Although his daughters were young, they were all genuine immortals; even if they rolled down the escalator, they would not suffer any harm.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if they jumped from the top floor of the mall, they would be perfectly fine.

A moment later.

The family arrived at the clothing section on the third floor.

Chen An took his family around a few times and found a shop that sold silk stockings.

"Daddy, there's yummy food up there, can we go up there?"

Through the open space between the floors, the silly second daughter Chen Yike saw various food shops upstairs, and her little mouth immediately watered, her eyes filled with food.

Wen Zhiyun glared at her and said: "All you know is eating, eating, eating. Don't you see your daddy is buying clothes for your mothers?"

"Oh..." Chen Yike fiddled with her little fingers, feeling a bit dejected.

Chen An couldn't bear to see his daughter wronged, so he said to his family: "I'm going out to exchange some money; I'll be back soon. You all wait for me here for a while."

After these words, his figure disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After about ten minutes, his figure appeared again, with a stack of cash in his hand.

After briefly teaching his family how to use the paper currency of this modern society, he distributed ten thousand yuan to each of his wives and concubines, Jiu Huayu, Chen Meixian, Bai Ying, and Zi Yan, telling them to spend it as they pleased.

"Meixian, since little Yike wants to eat something, I'll trouble you to take her upstairs to eat."

After distributing the money, Chen An said to Chen Meixian, who was transformed from the Sage Tree.

Chen Meixian nodded and said: "I understand, Master."

"Daddy, I want to go eat too!"

"I want to too, I want to too!"

"I, I want to go eat too!"

"..."

Except for the eldest daughter Chen Yuejian, all the other daughters were clamoring to go eat.

A bunch of little foodies... Chen An smiled, then looked at the two maids beside Bai Qingxue and said:

"Bai Ying, Zi Yan, with so many people going, I'm afraid Meixian won't be able to look after everyone alone, so I'll trouble you two to go along as well."

"No problem."

"We obey the Master's command."

Bai Ying and Zi Yan responded one after another.

They were both Bai Qingxue's maids, and since Bai Qingxue was Chen An's concubine, they, as the concubine's maids, followed Chen Meixian in calling Chen An "Master."

Listening to the two pretty maids calling him "Master," Chen An's thoughts drifted elsewhere, fantasizing about the blood-pumping scene of having them call him "Daddy."

"The people have already walked far away, what are you still looking at? Look at your pathetic behavior."

Wen Zhiyun could tell that Chen An was lusting after Bai Ying and Zi Yan, and she said to him with a look of annoyance.

Chen An gave a sheepish smile and pretended not to hear.

At this moment, Bai Qingxue spoke softly: "If my husband wishes, I can have the two of them serve you in bed."

Chen An hurriedly denied it: "That's not the case, don't listen to Zhiyun's nonsense."

"My husband has the heart of a thief but not the guts." Song Huaying, who loved to watch the chaos, fanned the flames from the side: "Anyway, my husband has already married fifteen beautiful wives, so marrying two more is nothing. The more the merrier, right?"

Upon hearing this, Chen An looked at his little wife and said: "You little green tea, wait until tonight to see how I deal with you!"

"Husband, I was wrong, can you spare me tonight?" Song Huaying begged coquettishly, but in her heart, she was looking forward to it immensely; she loved being pressed onto the bed by Chen An to be taught a lesson.

Wen Zhiyun couldn't watch anymore and urged Chen An: "Didn't you say you wanted to buy silk stockings? Why are we still standing here? Let's hurry in and buy them!"

Sister Zhiyun is really too much, every time I act spoiled she looks displeased... Song Huaying muttered to herself.

Soon, Chen An led his wives and concubines as well as his eldest daughter Chen Yuejian into the shop, and packed a pair of silk stockings for everyone in the shop.

This "everyone" did not include Chen Yuejian and Jiu Huayu.

After all, one was a young daughter and the other was a concubine's grandmother; it wasn't quite appropriate to buy silk stockings for them.

However, even if it wasn't appropriate for him, there were plenty of people for whom it was.

While picking out silk stockings, Jiuji said to Jiu Huayu beside her: "Grandmother, our figures are about the same, let's buy the same ones, so we can wear them together as sister flowers in the future."

After hearing this, Jiu Huayu flicked her granddaughter's fair forehead and said with a look of annoyance: "You girl are really lacking in manners, I am your grandmother, how can you be sisters with me?"

Jiuji held her arm and acted spoiled: "But Grandmother, you look very young and beautiful, not old at all, and walking with me, you look just like a sister."

"One thing is one thing, no matter how young I look, the seniority between us cannot be messed up." Jiu Huayu gave her granddaughter a charming, sidelong glance.

She suspected her granddaughter had some ideas, but she wasn't sure, and she dared not ask.

On the other side, the more unrestrained Song Huaying had already pulled Chen An into the fitting room, saying she wanted to put on the silk stockings for him to see.

It was just that it took a bit long, and it was almost ten minutes before they came out.

When they came out, Song Huaying's pretty face was flushed, and she held a pair of tattered silk stockings in her hand.

Seeing several wives and concubines looking over, Chen An smiled awkwardly and said:

"These silk stockings aren't very sturdy. If you want to try them on later, remember to be gentle and don't stretch them until they break."

"Heh."

Wen Zhiyun let out a cold laugh and gave him a look full of disdain.

Song Huaying felt a bit embarrassed and walked silently to the side to pick out silk stockings, looking just like a child who felt guilty after doing something wrong and fearing her mother would find out.

"Daddy, the mothers all have silk stockings to wear, I want to wear them too."

Chen Yuejian walked up to her father with a pair of flesh-colored silk stockings in her hand, and raised her increasingly delicate and beautiful face as she spoke.

Upon hearing this, Chen An decisively refused: "You cannot wear them. Silk stockings are garments that only adults can wear; it is not appropriate for a little girl like you who is only about ten years old."

"But I want to wear them." Chen Yuejian grabbed her father's arm and shook it, acting spoiled.

To this, Chen An remained unmoved: "No means no."

Chen Yuejian stopped acting spoiled and switched to silent grievance, putting on a pitiful look, attempting to make her father's heart soften and concede in this way.

Unfortunately, this didn't work at all; Chen An remained just as unmoved.

There was no other way, Chen Yuejian could only choose to give up.

Just as she was about to put the silk stockings back, the female salesclerk in the shop walked over with a smile on her face, casually picking up a pair of pure white silk stockings on the way, and said to the father and daughter:

"A ten-year-old child definitely shouldn't wear flesh-colored or black stockings, but our shop happens to have white silk stockings suitable for children. They are ventilated and breathable in summer, and warm and comfortable in winter. If you want to learn ballet one day, you can wear them to dance. Buy a few pairs for the little cutie."

Ventilated and breathable?

Warm and comfortable?

How can something be ventilated and warm at the same time?

Aren't these two conflicting attributes?

The mouth of a salesperson is a lying ghost!

Chen An couldn't help but complain in his heart.

However, he couldn't withstand his daughter's constant acting spoiled, and in the end, he bought a few pairs of pure white silk stockings.

After buying the silk stockings, Chen An took his wives and concubines upstairs to meet up with the group of foodie daughters.

About an hour later.

The family was full and satisfied.

Next was the segment of walking around, shopping, and buying, buying, buying.

Whatever they liked, they bought; anyway, there was no shortage of money.

The time spent shopping passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the sky had turned dark.

The youngest, the sixteenth daughter Chen Susu, was already tired from shopping and was sleeping soundly in the arms of her mother, Lin Xiu'e.

Chen An felt they had shopped enough, so he took his family away from the mall, found a remote spot in the suburbs, and opened up a Cave Abode to stay in temporarily.

It didn't take any time; he could open it out of thin air in the blink of an eye.

After all, they were all great cultivators of the Eternal Realm; opening up a residence was a simple matter.

Once he had spent some time helping his wives and daughters get familiar with this modern society, he would get them identities to settle down in the city and properly enjoy this safe, civilized era.

A moment after the residence was set up, the wives and concubines immediately took out the stockings they had just bought to wear, letting Chen An, who was sitting in the main seat, admire and evaluate them.

Chen An carefully observed them several times, feeling that just looking wasn't enough and that he had to touch them; only after he was satisfied did he give his opinion.

He said Song Huaying was suited for black stockings, Gu Xinyue for white stockings, Wen Zhiyun for flesh-colored stockings, Shen Qingyi for fishnet stockings, and Jiuji for purple stockings.

As for the remaining concubines like Ning Xian'er, his opinion was basically the same, just with different colors.

"Daddy, do I look good in these white stockings?"

Chen Yuejian changed into a pair of pure white cotton stockings and walked up to her father, asking with a face full of anticipation.

Chen An glanced at his eldest daughter's slender, straight legs in white stockings, smiled gently, and praised her:

"You look very cute; they suit you very well."

"I think so too."

Chen Yuejian felt wonderful inside, her delicate little face full of smiles.

At this moment, the silly second daughter Chen Yike, having no idea whose black stockings she had grabbed to pull over her head, walked up to her father looking like a bank robber, laughing as she asked:

"Daddy, am I cool or what?"

"You silly child..."

Chen An was left speechless by his silly second daughter and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Of the sixteen daughters he had fathered, fifteen were cute little fairies; it was truly something that only the second daughter was a ditz.

"Husband, the Spirit Qi in this realm is so thin it's almost non-existent. I just tried it and found that it's impossible to cultivate at all."

Xiao Qingyue said, walking over with her willow-leaf brows slightly furrowed.

Right after she finished trying on the stockings, she had thought of the issue of the thin Spirit Qi and immediately sat cross-legged to see if she could cultivate.

The result was as she had expected: it was impossible to cultivate at all.

Hearing her say this, the others' expressions immediately turned sour.

They were not Chen An, whose cultivation realm was as high as the Eternal Realm, truly achieving immortality.

If they could not cultivate, they would die once their lifespan reached its end; it was merely a question of how long they had.

Seeing that everyone was looking worried, Chen An couldn't help but smile and say:

"Don't worry. The moment I discovered that the place I ascended to was my hometown, I had already thought about this problem and come up with a solution."

"How exactly will you solve it?"

Bai Qingxue was the first to ask.

Chen An replied: "It's very simple. I just need to tear a hole in the boundary of the Upper Realm and let the Spirit Power of the Upper Realm flow into our residence."

Ning Xian'er: "That works too?"

"Of course it works."

As he finished speaking, Chen An moved his mind to tear a hole in the boundary of the Upper Realm, connecting it to the Cave Abode and letting the Spirit Qi from within pour in continuously.

In just a brief instant, the Cave Abode was filled with dense Spirit Qi, meeting the conditions required for cultivation.

In this way, everyone in the residence could cultivate immortality in this modern city.

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