Chapter 161: 155, Humble Begging (2/2)

155, Humble Begging (2/2)

Chen An looked at the notification message that popped up before him.

At first, he was slightly stunned.

Then, a burst of wild joy filled his heart.

"Any living creature that swallows my Essence Blood will become my slave for all eternity, unable to harbor any rebellious thoughts against me. Isn't this Ancient Forbidden Technique meant for me to deal with that fox demon?"

Chen An thought to himself, the more he thought, the more excited he became.

However, he calmed down very quickly.

This Ancient Forbidden Technique has a trigger condition; it is only effective on living creatures whose cultivation realm is lower than the user's.

And that fox demon's cultivation is at the Golden Core Mid-stage, the kind of Golden Core Mid-stage that is only one step away from the Golden Core Fifth Layer.

In other words, for the forbidden technique of Essence Blood Enslavement to take effect on that fox demon, my cultivation must at least break through to the Golden Core Fifth Layer.

But my current cultivation is only at the Golden Core First Layer, still five minor realms away from the Golden Core Fifth Layer.

To tell the truth, this is not a goal that can be achieved in the short term.

Unless the second daughter learns to guide Qi into the body.

Plus the eldest daughter successfully performs Gathering Qi and becomes a Qi Refining First Layer cultivator.

Perhaps, at that time, I could rely on the system's rewards to break through to the Golden Core Fifth Layer in one go.

Before long.

Everyone had finished breakfast.

Everyone soon went off to attend to their own business.

Chen An walked into his room to try using the Ancient Forbidden Technique, Essence Blood Enslavement.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, instinctively mobilizing the blood within his body, gathering it onto the index finger of his right hand, and concentrating his spirit to condense a drop of Essence Blood.

This drop of Essence Blood emerged from his fingertip, floating quietly like Pill Fire, filled with the power of Blood Qi and Bloodline, looking somewhat evil.

"My head is a bit dizzy..."

"My limbs are starting to become weak..."

"My complexion is gradually turning pale..."

Chen An muttered as he looked at himself in the mirror.

Essence Blood Enslavement is truly worthy of being an Ancient Forbidden Technique.

Just condensing one drop almost drained me completely.

It seems this forbidden technique is a case of killing a thousand enemies while suffering eight hundred losses oneself.

Thinking of this, Chen An absorbed the drop of Essence Blood floating on his fingertip back into his body to replenish his Blood Qi.

Soon after, his physical state fully recovered.

"I almost forgot to dig rooms for my daughters."

Chen An suddenly remembered this matter, got off the bed, and left the room to go dig new rooms for his two precious daughters.

They must be dug spacious.

They must be dug beautiful.

I must never wrong my daughters.

After spending a little time digging the rooms.

Chen An called his wife and daughters over to have them participate in decorating the rooms.

Before long, a brand-new room was created.

Both daughters looked very satisfied.

In the blink of an eye.

Time had arrived at night.

It was time for the two daughters to sleep.

Tonight was their first night not sleeping with their mother.

Chen An was a man of his word; he walked into his two daughters' room immediately to tell them a bedtime story.

Song Huaying and Wen Zhiyun were both a bit worried and came over to see if their daughters could get used to sleeping alone.

On the bed.

On a very large bed.

The two pairs of mothers and daughters sat together, silently waiting for their husband/father to tell them a bedtime story.

Originally, it was only meant for the two daughters, but since Song Huaying and Wen Zhiyun also wanted to listen, they sat on the bed together.

Although this went against the principle of the two daughters sleeping independently, considering it was the first night, Chen An did not demand too much.

Soon.

Under the expectant gazes of the two pairs of mothers and daughters.

Chen An began to tell the story.

"A long, long time ago, in some unknown small town, there was a very famous private school."

"This was a top scholar's private school, which had produced quite a few imperial examination champions."

"One day, the teacher at the school found his three smartest students and gave each of them one tael of silver, telling them to buy the same thing to fill the entire school."

"The first student, after getting the silver, turned and left the school, went to the outside Market and bought a large pile of cotton to bring back, intending to fill the school with this cotton, but unfortunately, he failed."

"The second student stood still and thought for a while, then his eyes lit up and he went outside to buy many candles, thinking that the candlelight would shine bright and illuminate the entire school, but in the end, he discovered that there were always shadows in the school."

"The third student, after getting the money, gave a crooked-mouth, evil smirk, saying that this was easy, told the teacher to stay in the school and wait for him to return to perform a real technique, and then walked away with an arrogant, swaggering gait, never looking back at the school."

Having said this much, Chen An looked at the two pairs of mothers and daughters before him, smiled, and asked: "So, here is the question: if you were the third student in this story, what would you buy to fill the school?"

Once the question was posed, Wen Zhiyun, Song Huaying, and Chen Yuejian all began to ponder.

As for the remaining silly second daughter, Chen Yike, she was rolling back and forth on the bed at this moment, with no intention of using her brain at all.

Chen An watched and shook his head helplessly; it seemed his second daughter was destined to be a brute.

Wanting her to use her brain seemed a bit difficult.

About half a quarter of an hour later.

Chen An interrupted the three of them and looked at them, saying, "Thinking time is up. Tell me your answers. Who will go first?"

"..."

A good while passed after his words fell, but the room remained silent; no one spoke to answer.

Clearly, none of the three had been able to think of the answer.

Or rather, none of them had been able to think of a reasonably logical answer.

Chen An looked at his clever and adorable young wife and asked her with high expectations: "Ying, did you think of the answer?"

Song Huaying shook her head and said: "Husband, I have disappointed you. I cannot think of the answer."

Her delicate little face was filled with a look of frustration, and for the first time, she doubted her own intelligence.

Seeing this, He Xie could only look at Wen Zhiyun to the side and ask: "Zhiyun, what about you?"

Wen Zhiyun didn't even think before shaking her head: "Husband, if even Ying cannot answer this question, then I am even less capable."

He Xie cast his gaze toward his eldest daughter and asked with a final glimmer of hope: "Xiao Yuejian, what about you?"

"Daddy, this question of yours is so hard. I can't think of the answer."

Chen Yuejian said, knitting her slender little willow eyebrows.

Well, the whole army was wiped out...

Chen An had expected this result, but he was still somewhat disappointed in his heart.

It seemed his wives and daughter were not very good at brain teasers.

It might be related to the environment of this era.

This was a feudal era, and most people's thinking was relatively restricted, making it hard to jump out of fixed patterns of thought.

If this were a netizen from the twenty-first century, they would likely have solved this question of "what the third student would buy" on the spot.

"Husband, what exactly is the answer? Please reveal it quickly, I'm dying of curiosity."

Song Huaying, who had always been extremely curious, couldn't wait to know the answer at this moment, otherwise, she would feel uncomfortable.

Wen Zhiyu was also curious about this and joined in urging: "Husband, please reveal the answer quickly."

Chen Yuejian didn't make a sound, but judging by the way she was staring straight at her father, she was likely just as impatient as her two mothers to know the answer.

"Don't rush, I haven't asked little Chen Yike yet."

Chen An smiled and said.

Adhering to the principle of letting everyone in the room participate, he looked at his second daughter, who was still rolling around boredly on the bed, and asked her:

"Little Chen Yike, did you hear Daddy's question just now?"

"I heard it."

Chen Yike responded while rolling.

Chen An nudged her with his hand to stop her from rolling around, then asked: "Little Chen Yike, if you were that third student, what would you buy to fill the private school?"

Chen Yike lay on the bed, supporting her little round face with her hands, her two short legs behind her kicking incessantly like she had ADHD, and she answered with a giggle:

"If I were that third student, I would take the little money and go to the Market to buy Spirit Cake to eat."

Upon hearing this from the second daughter, the father, mothers, and sister couldn't help but laugh out loud, calling her a little foodie.

But the next moment, the silly-looking Chen Yike said something astonishing that made the jaws of her father, mothers, and sister drop.

She smacked her lips, and her little mouth couldn't help but drool:

"I took the little money the teacher gave me to buy Spirit Cake to eat, but the teacher was still waiting for me to return to the private school. He waited for me all day and didn't see me come back. In the end, he found out I took the money to buy Spirit Cake, and the teacher's disappointment immediately filled the entire private school."

Father: "???"

Mother: "???"

Mother Song: "???"

Sister: "???"

After a moment of reaction.

Wen Zhiyun scooped up her silly daughter, excited beyond measure:

"My precious daughter is not silly!"

"She is a genius!"

"A genius who appears foolish but is actually wise!"

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

On this day.

Chen An had learned to refine all the Third-tier Pill formulas he had bought from the Lu Clan Firm last time.

At the same time, he had also refined quite a few pills to sell and to assist his wives and daughter in their cultivation.

With the help of some Third-tier Pills, apart from Shen Qingyi who was still standing still, the cultivation of the other three wives and concubines had all improved significantly.

Song Huaying's cultivation had broken through from the second layer of Qi Refining to the third layer of Qi Refining.

Gu Xinyue was the same as her.

As for Wen Zhiyun, she had been in seclusion for nearly ten days, and finally, with the help of dozens of Gathering Qi Pills, plus her own years of hard cultivation experience, she successfully broke through to the Foundation Establishment realm.

That day, the family of seven celebrated in the tunnel for the whole day.

The tiny Chen Yike ate until she was so stuffed she nearly threw up at the dining table.

As for Wen Zhiyun, she had been left unable to get out of bed by Chen An, realizing that she, having just broken through to the Foundation Establishment realm, was no match for her husband, whose cultivation had reached the Golden Core stage.

In the blink of an eye.

Several more days had passed.

Chen An thought of Jiuji in the mountain cave.

It had been nearly a month since he last left and went to see her.

Hmm, it was time to go take a look.

Thinking this.

Chen An told his wives and concubines, then performed Sword Flight to head toward where Jiuji was.

In just a moment, he arrived at that desolate mountain and landed slowly in front of the cave entrance.

He walked inside with slow steps.

He saw Jiuji in the deepest part of the cave.

At this moment, because she had been trapped in this dark, sunless cave for a long time, Jiuji's mental state was very concerning.

Her complexion was listless, her eyes were vacant, and she seemed as if she had become depressed.

Her appearance was truly pitiable.

However, Chen An felt no ripples in his heart regarding this and did not find her pitiful.

When it came to being pitiful, those rogue cultivators who accidentally died and vanished while struggling to survive were far more pitiful than this fox demon.

One could not automatically add many filters to this fox demon just because she was as beautiful as a celestial being.

Regarding these things, Chen An remained relatively rational and calm.

He was not easily muddled by beauty.

And the reason he could have such good resistance to beauty was inseparable from the support of the Sage's Art behind the scenes.

"How are you feeling?"

Chen An walked to Jiuji's side and squatted down, reaching out to poke her beautiful face, which was peerless but had become somewhat dirty.

It seemed Jiuji had not noticed Chen An walking up to her and squatting down just now.

At this moment, upon hearing Chen An's voice, her entire expression suddenly became agitated; she hurriedly shifted her body to sit up, looked at Chen An with tears streaming down her face, and pleaded, "Young Master, I beg you, won't you please let me go home?"

"I can swear to the Dao; as long as you are willing to let me go back, I will absolutely consider our grievances settled, and from now on, we shall not interfere with each other!"

"Furthermore, after I return, I will get all kinds of treasures from my grandmother to gift to you!"

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