Chapter 114: 112. Shen Qingyi's Attributes (1/2)

112. Shen Qingyi's Attributes (1/2)

【Sword Technique +1, Gold Spirit Root aptitude +1】 x18

【Sword Technique: Entry (18/100)】

【Gold Spirit Root: Lower Grade (18/100)】

The next day, the sky was just beginning to brighten.

Chen An had not slept for long; he had slept for less than half an hour before sitting up from the bed.

When he woke up, the bedside was already empty.

Shen Qingyi was gone.

Along with her, the mattress had also disappeared.

Chen An did not pay too much attention to this, his gaze falling entirely on the notification information before him.

"Sword Technique?"

"Gold Spirit Root?"

"Added two attributes at the same time?"

Chen An felt a bit excited inside, but more than that, he was puzzled.

What is different about Shen Qingyi compared to my three wives and concubines?

How is she able to add two attributes for me?

Could it be that Sword Technique and Gold Spirit Root are her two strongest points?

That must be it.

Chen An explained it to himself roughly this way and did not dwell on it too much.

"Husband, it's time for breakfast."

Gu Xinyue's voice rang out from outside the door.

Upon hearing the voice, Chen An didn't even put on his clothes; he went straight out of bed to open the door and pulled the icy little concubine from outside into the room.

Last night, because Shen Qingyi was still a clueless novice, he could not fully enjoy himself.

About half an hour later.

The husband and wife walked out of the room looking deeply affectionate.

【Divine Sense strength +4】 x3

They arrived at the outer hall.

Song Huaying, Wen Zhiyun, and Chen Yuejian were all there.

Only Shen Qingyi was nowhere to be seen.

Chen An did not ask either; he directly spread his Divine Sense, breaking through layers of doors and walls, and finally found Shen Qingyi's figure in a room.

At this moment, Shen Qingyi was curled up on the bed wrapped in a quilt, her hair somewhat messy; she was not sleeping, just lying there like that.

"Husband, how did it feel to spend the night in Sister Shen's room last night?"

Song Huaying was as curious as ever, leaning affectionately into Chen An's ear and asking in a soft, sweet voice.

Chen An did not know how to answer, so he smiled and whispered into her ear: "It was nothing, just the same as it was with you back then."

"Husband, you're annoying!"

Song Huaying said with a look of feigned reproach.

Wen Zhiyun, who was to the side, felt a bit uncomfortable listening to their conversation, but she did not say anything more.

She stroked her own heavily protruding lower abdomen, thinking to herself that it would be over in half a month.

After breakfast.

Chen An specially ladled a bowl of porridge and stopped in front of Shen Qingyi's door, knocking and saying: "Fellow Daoist Shen, I have ladled a bowl of Spirit Chicken Porridge for you."

"Alchemist Chen, I am not hungry yet."

Shen Qingyi's faint voice came from inside the room.

Seeing that she had no intention of getting out of bed to open the door, Chen An did not continue to disturb her, leaving behind the words "If you are hungry, Fellow Daoist Shen, you can have Yue make you something to eat," and then he walked away carrying the porridge.

In the blink of an eye.

Half a month passed.

During this period, Shen Qingyi had been hiding in her room and had not come out once.

Chen An did not know what she was thinking, and he did not go to disturb her.

Perhaps, she felt embarrassed?

Looking cool on the surface, but actually shy to the core inside?

As for what the specific answer was, he would have to wait for Shen Qingyi to come out and say it herself.

This day.

Chen An was, as usual, taking his daughter out for Sword Flight in the courtyard.

They had to fly morning, noon, and night.

He was flying so much he felt a little nauseous.

However, his daughter was excited every single time.

Chen An was also baffled, unable to understand where this little girl got such a big addiction.

She was exactly the same as her mother.

It was all genetics.

A quarter of an hour later.

Chen An slowly descended while piloting the Flying Boat Sword.

The daughter jumped down from the sword lightly, turned her head, and said with a face full of smiles, "Daddy, I want to fly again tomorrow!"

"Alright, I'll continue to take you flying tomorrow."

Chen An smiled with a gentle expression.

At this moment, Song Huaying came out from the room and said to Chen Yuejian, "Xiao Yuejian, it's very late, come wash your face and go to sleep."

"Okay!"

Chen Yuejian replied crisply, then trotted toward Song Huaying with her slender little legs.

Over this past period of time, Chen An had not spared effort in educating and guiding his daughter to listen to her mother; now it seemed there were results, as the mother and daughter looked much closer than before.

"Husband."

Just as Chen An was watching the mother and daughter ahead go to the bathroom to wash up before bed, Wen Zhiyun walked out of the room, walked up to him, and called out softly.

Chen An looked at the tsundere concubine before him, grabbed her delicate jade hands and began to knead them, his voice gentle as he said, "Zhiyun, what is it?"

"Husband, I am already eight months pregnant."

Wen Zhiyun gently stroked her large belly, her voice sounding as gentle as water, full of hints.

Chen An understood everything, picked her up in a bridal carry, walked toward the room, and said while walking, "Let's go, to my room, I will give you a massage to nourish the fetus."

"Husband, I haven't bathed yet, let's go to the bathroom first."

"It's fine, two Cleaning Talismans can solve that."

"That's too much of a waste of money..."

"An inch of time is an inch of gold, but an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time; this money is worth wasting."

As Chen An spoke, he moved his thoughts to push open the door in front of him, carried Wen Zhiyun toward the bamboo bed, and gently placed her on the bed to sit leaning against the headboard.

Afterward, he took out two Cleaning Talismans and used them on himself and Wen Zhiyun respectively.

For some reason, Wen Zhiyun became exceptionally proactive tonight; as soon as her body was cleaned, she immediately raised those fair and smooth jade arms to hook around Chen An's neck, and exhaled like an orchid, "Husband, stay here and spend the night tonight."

"Alright, then I will tell Ying over there."

Chen An took out a Sound Transmission Talisman and told Song Huaying over there.

Immediately, he turned his head to gently blow out the candle on the table, and he and Wen Zhiyun both fell onto the bamboo bed covered with cotton pads.

"Wait first, I have a question to ask you."

Wen Zhiyun suddenly pressed down on Chen An's restless hands, not letting him continue to push his luck.

Chen An was somewhat puzzled: "What is it?"

"Go light the candle again, and then look at me with your eyes."

"Mm, alright."

Chen An lit the candle, returned to the bed, did as Wen Zhiyun said, and looked at her with his eyes.

Wen Zhiyun looked into Chen An's eyes, parted her red lips, and asked, "Between me and Fellow Daoist Shen, who do you think is better looking?"

Chen An said without hesitation, "You are better looking."

"You're not lying to me?"

"I'm not lying to you."

Chen An had a sincere expression and continued, "Not only is your appearance better looking than Fellow Daoist Shen's, but your figure is also more slender and alluring than hers; you are the most charming fairy I have ever seen."

Wen Zhiyun felt happy hearing this inside, but her mouth was as pretentious as ever, saying, "Sweet-talker, you must be lying again; you must be saying the same thing to Ying, Yue, and Fellow Daoist Shen."

"No, I have only ever said this to you, Zhiyun."

Chen An was not lying; everything he said was the truth.

Wen Zhiyun arched her willow eyebrows; she was already filled with joy inside, but still had to continue asking:

"Really?"

"Really."

Chen An remained sincere, though in his heart he was thinking about how he would say the same thing to them when he went to the rooms of Song Huaying, Gu Xinyue, and Shen Qingyi in the future.

Wen Zhiyun was convinced Chen An was not lying, and with affection in her eyes, she said to him, "Hmph, you're sensible; I'll let you off easy tonight. Anything I didn't allow you to do before, you can do once tonight."

"Zhiyun, not only is your appearance better looking than Fellow Daoist Shen's, not only is your figure more slender than hers, but even your personality is more charming than hers."

"Enough, that flattery is too fake; before I change my mind, hurry up and blow out the candle."

Wen Zhiyun pinched Chen An without much force, telling him to be quick and not to dawdle.

Chen An stopped talking nonsense; this tsundere concubine had been coaxed enough, and it was time to get down to business. He turned his head again to blow out the candle, and with a face full of affection, he deepened their marital bond.

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.

Chen An sat up from the bed and moved his thoughts to pull up the harvest from his hard work over these days.

【Fire Spirit Root aptitude +3】x38

【Fire Spirit Root: High-grade (502/2500)】

"Finally, it's a High-grade Fire Spirit Root. Now, the Pill Fire I catalyze should be able to efficiently refine Spirit Stones for cultivation."

Thinking of this, Chen An felt slightly excited.

Immediately, he stopped wasting time, quickly put on his clothes, got out of bed, and headed toward the Alchemy Room to try refining Spirit Stones for cultivation.

Alchemy Room.

Chen An closed the doors and windows tightly.

He sat down in a random spot, took out a High-grade Spirit Stone, moved his thoughts to catalyze a cluster of deep purple Pill Fire, and began to refine the Spirit Stone in his hand to absorb it.

One day later.

The High-grade Spirit Stone had been completely refined.

It turned into wisps of Spirit Qi, which poured into his body without losing a single bit.

"Hoo~"

Chen An took a deep breath, and upon feeling the abundant Spirit Power within his body, a gratified smile could not help but appear on his face.

He had succeeded.

He could refine one High-grade Spirit Stone in a single day.

As long as there were enough Spirit Stones.

His future cultivation speed would be greatly increased.

Over the next half a month or so.

Aside from spending intimate time with his wives and concubines, Chen An spent almost the entire day holed up in the Alchemy Room refining Spirit Stones to cultivate.

Once the High-grade Spirit Stones were refined.

He began refining Middle-grade Spirit Stones.

In just a short ten days or so, he had almost squandered all the Spirit Stones he had earned from that group of villains in the Bamboo Leaf Gang, and his savings hit rock bottom in an instant.

However, Chen An did not feel the slightest bit of heartache.

He even wanted to sell everything he owned to continue burning money for cultivation.

Because the speed of cultivation this way was too fast.

So fast that it was addictive.

In less than a month, his cultivation had broken through directly from the Great Perfection of the second level of Foundation Establishment to the third level of Foundation Establishment.

【Name: Chen An】

【Cultivation: Third level of Foundation Establishment】

【Alchemy: Second-tier Primary (7756/12500)】

【Divine Sense: Second-tier Primary (6987/12500)】

【Various Dharma Spells: Omitted...】

【Fire Spirit Root: High-Grade (633/2500)】

【Spouses: Song Huaying (4 stars), Gu Xinyue (4 stars), Wen Zhiyun (3 stars), Shen Qingyi (not yet married into the household)】

【Offspring: Chen Yuejian (2 stars), Unnamed (8 and a half months)】

"Not bad, the progress is as lightning-fast as always."

Chen An carefully looked over the panel, encouraged by the progress bars that had all surged once.

Soon, his gaze fell upon Shen Qingyi in the spouse attribute column.

He suddenly remembered that he hadn't checked Shen Qingyi's panel yet.

So, with a thought, he brought up Shen Qingyi's attribute panel to view it.

【Name: Shen Qingyi】

【Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Sicheng】

【Attributes: Gallant and righteous, hates evil as if it were a personal enemy】

【Affection: 0 stars (Unranked)】

Chen An's gaze fell to the affection level at the very bottom, and seeing the words "Unranked" in parentheses, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

What did that mean?

Unranked?

Did it mean he had obtained her body, but not her heart?

Thinking of this, a sense of inexplicable frustration arose in Chen An's heart.

He was so handsome and such a good person, yet this Shen Qingyi didn't have any feelings at all?

Could it be that she really had no interest in romantic feelings?

"No way!"

"I must capture her heart!"

Chen An's competitive spirit was at work; he could not accept the fact that he had failed to attract Shen Qingyi.

PS: Setting out my bowl, begging for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!