Chapter 100: 98. There is Demon Qi here (1/3)

98. There is Demon Qi here (1/3)

As the distance closed, Shen Qingyi's condition was visibly poor.

When she was less than ten meters from the ground, Shen Qingyi separated from her sword and crashed into a patch of grass several meters in front of Chen An.

Seeing this, Chen An did not hesitate; he took a step forward in a flash, rushed to the patch of grass, leaped high into the air, and caught Shen Qingyi as she was falling.

"Alchemist... Alchemist Chen... *cough cough! *"

Shen Qingyi was severely injured; before she could finish her sentence, she was choked by the blood in her mouth and began to cough, her face twisted in pain.

Seeing this, Chen An had a thought and took a Small Restoration Pill from his Storage Bag, stuffing it into her mouth.

This Small Restoration Pill belonged to her fiancé who had died and passed on; it was only reasonable to use it to save her.

It felt like: "I'll look after your wealth, and I'll take care of your wives and concubines for you," which gave him an inexplicable sense of excitement.

The Small Restoration Pill melted the moment it entered her mouth.

It turned into wisps of warm current that surged into her body.

Soon, Shen Qingyi's complexion began to improve at a visible rate, gradually turning from pale to rosy.

"Husband, what happened to Fellow Daoist Shen?"

Wen Zhiyun walked up, and upon seeing the severely injured Shen Qingyi in Chen An's arms, she couldn't help but look puzzled.

Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue followed behind, their faces equally confused.

While checking Shen Qingyi's injuries, Chen An replied, "I am not sure either."

After saying this, he said to Shen Qingyi, "Fellow Daoist Shen, the Changjian stuck in your chest has not hit any vital points and can be pulled out directly. If you don't mind, I will pull it out for you now."

"I will have to trouble Alchemist Chen..."

"Then I am pulling it out."

Chen An gave a warning, allowing Shen Qingyi a few seconds to prepare herself mentally, then gripped the hilt of the Changjian in her chest and gently pulled the blade from her body.

"Mmm~"

Shen Qingyi let out a muffled groan from the pain.

Chen An glanced at the blood on the sword, then tossed it aside and said to Shen Qingyi, "Fellow Daoist Shen, this sword wound on your chest still has Sword Intent lingering inside, constantly damaging your flesh and making it hard to heal. If you don't mind, I will loosen your collar a little to help you treat it briefly."

"I will have to trouble Alchemist Chen..."

Unless it was someone she truly loathed, Shen Qingyi did not care too much about the boundaries between men and women.

Hearing her say this, Chen An did not pretend to be a gentleman.

He directly loosened her collar.

Revealing the sword wound on her chest.

And a hint of her curves.

Afterward, with a thought, he took the appropriate medicinal pills from his Storage Bag and began to carefully treat Shen Qingyi's wound.

Seeing this scene, Wen Zhiyun, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but think of herself a year ago.

At that time, she had suffered a severe chest injury and was treated by Chen An in this very same way; he had seen places he shouldn't have, and then, half-reluctantly, she had yielded to Chen An.

Now, seeing Shen Qingyi facing the same situation, she had already mentally prepared herself for Shen Qingyi to be taken as a concubine by Chen An in the future.

This was a woman's intuition.

Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue, who were behind her, were thinking the same thing at this moment.

After all, if it weren't for affection, what woman would be willing to let a man loosen her collar?

Especially when there were three other women nearby.

Without even needing to think, Shen Qingyi must have designs on Chen An.

However, Shen Qingyi's true inner thoughts were different from what the three of them imagined.

At this moment, she didn't have designs on Chen An.

She simply admired Chen An.

She felt that he was a person worth befriending.

The kind of friendship between good brothers, not romantic feelings.

As for Chen An, his thoughts were simpler.

If he could take a concubine, he would.

If he couldn't, he wouldn't force it.

After all, he was as strong as he was today entirely because of taking wives, concubines, and having children.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, the wound is treated."

Chen An considerately closed Shen Qingyi's collar for her.

Shen Qingyi touched her chest and could clearly feel that the injury had eased significantly. She looked at Chen An with gratitude and said, "Alchemist Chen, having been saved by you twice in a row, I don't know how to repay you."

*Just offer yourself to me... * Chen An smiled, his thoughts not matching his words: "It was just a small effort, Fellow Daoist Shen need not mind."

After saying this, he asked, "By the way, Fellow Daoist Shen, what happened to you? How did you end up running here so severely injured?"

"That is a long story."

Shen Qingyi's eyes dimmed; she didn't really want to bring it up.

But seeing that Chen An wanted to know, she eventually told him.

The matter was like this.

Since leaving the Bamboo Leaf Forest that day, Shen Qingyi had immediately returned to the Xuanhuang Sect to secretly investigate whether the secret mentioned by Gang Leader Zhu that day was true.

Were her parents truly harmed by her master?

She investigated for half a month straight.

The truth was hard to accept.

It was truly just as Gang Leader Zhu had said; her own parents had been harmed by her own master.

After learning the truth, Shen Qingyi was somewhat devastated and wanted to go question her master.

But soon, she calmed down.

She decided to continue acknowledging the thief as her father, waiting for the right opportunity to avenge her parents.

Unfortunately, before she could wait for the right opportunity, she waited for the matter to be exposed.

Then, she was hunted down by her own master.

She was nearly stabbed to death by a sword.

If it weren't for an Elder within the sect who was on bad terms with her master stepping in to help, intentionally trying to disgust her master, she would likely have already perished by now.

Afterward, in order to survive.

Now homeless, Shen Qingyi had no choice but to flee toward the Mountain Sea Domain.

Then came the scene from just a moment ago; because her body was severely injured and she had overused her Spirit Power, she fell from high in the air, separated from her sword, before she could even finish her Sword Flight to the Mountain Sea Domain.

After hearing this account from Shen Qingyi, Chen An and his wives and concubines all felt she was quite miserable.

To have acknowledged a thief as a father for so many years, and in the end, to have nearly died at the hands of that thief-father—this was truly too stifling.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, since we are all fleeing to the Mountain Sea Domain for refuge, why don't we travel together? That way, we can look out for one another."

Chen An proposed.

Shen Qingyi nodded: "That is exactly my intention."

In the time that followed.

The group of six traveled together toward the Mountain Sea Domain.

They ate and slept together.

Chen An had frequent needs; sometimes when the feeling struck, he would pull his wives and concubines aside into a small grove, or find a tree to resolve things behind.

He was very low-key, keeping the noise as minimal as possible.

However, Shen Qingyi was a Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage expert, and her sensory perception was exceptionally keen.

She heard everything she should and shouldn't have.

But she did not feel awkward, understanding this as a common human emotion.

She was just a bit puzzled: how was it that Chen An spent more time seeking pleasure with his wives and concubines than he did sitting in meditation to cultivate?

How did he manage to cultivate his current level of cultivation?

In the blink of an eye.

Two and a half days passed.

The six of them finally arrived at the border of the Mountain Sea Domain.

After entering the Mountain Sea Domain.

Chen An could clearly feel that the concentration of Spirit Qi in the air was much higher.

At the same time, there was an extra trace of an aura that was both familiar and strange—Demon Qi.

He was not surprised by this.

Because unlike the Great Thousand Domain where the Bamboo Leaf Forest was previously located, the Mountain Sea Domain was full of Demons, which was why the air was permeated with Demon Qi.

Many Demons meant that the Mountain Sea Domain was more dangerous than the Great Thousand Domain.

But relatively speaking, there were also more opportunities.

With Demon Plants and Demon Beasts available to hunt everywhere, the ceiling for cultivators to earn money was much higher.

Taking a cultivator at the first level of Foundation Establishment as an example.

Suppose that in the Great Thousand Domain, one would need to spend at least ten years of bitter cultivation to break through a small realm.

In contrast, in the Mountain Sea Domain, it wouldn't even take five years.

The prerequisite was having a certain amount of strength.

Otherwise, it was very likely that while others in the Great Thousand Domain took ten years to break through a small realm, you would have grass ten meters high growing on your grave in the Mountain Sea Domain after five years.

"Careful!"

"A Demon is approaching!"

Suddenly, Shen Qingyi raised her sword and warned.

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