Chapter 188: 182. Stubborn Little Wen (1/1)

182. Stubborn Little Wen (1/1)

Unknowingly, the sky had darkened.

The two daughters had played outside the Cave Abode with other children for most of the afternoon, having a wonderful time.

"Daddy, I want to go out and play again tomorrow!"

"Dad, I want to play too!"

Both daughters were very excited, their faces showing they hadn't had enough.

Chen An smiled gently and said, "From now on, as long as you finish your daily cultivation tasks, you may go outside and play."

"Daddy is the best!"

"Dad is the best!"

Both daughters were overjoyed, and the bond between father and daughters continued to grow.

At this moment, his sharp-eyed little young wife discovered the enclosure and bird's nest inside and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Husband, what is that over there?"

Chen An explained, "On my way back earlier, I passed by the Market and bought a Spirit Plant seed and a spirit beast egg, thinking I would plant the seed and hatch the egg there."

"Husband, can I go over and take a look?"

Song Ying asked.

Chen An felt she was asking a redundant question, smiled, and said, "You are my wife; what is there that you cannot look at? Never mind a bird egg—even if you wanted to see the bird, I would catch one for you right away."

After receiving his permission, his wife and daughters walked over curiously, examining the enclosure where the seed was buried and the egg in the bird's nest.

Everyone was looking with curiosity, except for the silly second daughter, who was drooling wildly at the sight of the bird egg, her eyes filled with the desire to eat it.

Wen Zhiyun noticed the silly daughter's ill intentions toward the bird egg and instinctively wanted to scold her, but remembering what her husband had said earlier that day, she softened her tone:

"Little Yike, this egg cannot be eaten. If you really want to eat one, I will have your father buy you a different egg at the Market."

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Hearing this uncharacteristically gentle tone from her tigress mother, Chen Yike felt a wave of surprise, followed by a sense of hair-raising unease; she was not used to it at all and felt as if something big was about to happen.

Seeing her restless, cowardly appearance, Chen An found it both amusing and heart-wrenching.

Nighttime.

In the room of his little young wife, Song Ying.

"Husband, I spent a long time weaving this outfit. Do I look good in it? Is it as seductive as those female cultivators in the Joyous Pavilion?"

Song Ying was wearing a camisole that only covered her private parts, imitating the flirtatious poses of the female cultivators she had seen at the Joyous Pavilion that day, striking various alluring poses to seduce Chen An.

Chen An sighed with emotion: "Ying, when you first married into the family, you would blush if someone even touched your foot. Now you have completely changed into a different person—from a green, ignorant young girl into a charming young woman who knows everything."

"Then, Husband, do you like it or not?"

Song Ying pouted her rosy little lips in feigned dissatisfaction.

"I like it, I like it immensely."

As Chen An spoke, he wrapped his arms around his little young wife's slender waist, giving her the greatest respect for wearing this revealing outfit to seduce her husband.

After one night.

【Alchemy Experience +5, Wood Spirit Root aptitude +5】 x88

Chen An got dressed and climbed out of bed, looking refreshed, while Song Ying lay soft as water on the bed, unwilling to move.

"Can you get out of bed?"

Chen An looked at his little young wife, who was lying flat on the bed and panting slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "If you can't get up, I will bring your breakfast in for you."

The little young wife turned her head to look at him, acting spoiled with a soft, sweet voice: "I want Husband to bring it in and feed it to me, otherwise I will surely hold a grudge."

Chen An smiled, kissed her on her soft, pink cherry lips, and then left the room to bring her breakfast in.

After feeding his little young wife, he walked into the room of his tsundere concubine to find her and go to the Alchemy Hall to register her status as an apprentice.

Seeing this, Gu Xinyue asked, "Husband, can I go register too? I also want to be your apprentice."

"That won't work; one must have a Fire Spirit Root to join the Alchemy Hall and then become an apprentice."

Chen An said helplessly.

Gu Xinyue felt a bit disappointed after hearing this.

Chen An comforted her, saying, "It's alright, it's just not possible right now. When my cultivation realm is higher in the future, I will find a way to help you all manifest your hidden Spirit Roots. When that time comes, you can join the Alchemy Hall if you wish."

"Mm, thank you, Husband."

Gu Xinyue smiled faintly, her eyes filled with tenderness as she looked at Chen An.

At this moment, the silly second daughter came running over, saying, "Dad, I want to eat the bird egg. Will you buy me one when you come back?"

"Alright, Dad will buy you dozens of bird eggs so you can eat your fill."

"Dad, you are the best!"

Chen Yike beamed with a wide, happy smile.

Chen An dotingly patted his silly daughter's dull head.

Seeing that the time was right, he didn't chat any further with his wife and daughters; with a thought, he took out the Youlong Sword, rose into the air on his sword, and flew toward the Alchemy Hall with Wen Zhiyun.

In less than half a quarter of an hour.

The couple arrived at the Alchemy Hall.

Under Chen An's lead, the two went straight to the Alchemy Hall's Logistics Department.

As soon as they entered the Logistics Department.

A disciple responsible for registering information immediately stood up respectfully and greeted them:

"Deacon Chen."

He had registered Chen An's information and knew that Chen An was a new Deacon with a promising future.

At only two hundred-some years of age, yet with an Alchemy Dao realm as high as Third-tier Advanced, she has the bearing of an Elder.

"Hello, I've brought my wife here to register as my apprentice; may I ask how the process works?"

Chen An smiled, his tone very approachable, without the slightest air of superiority.

The disciple at the Logistics Department was respectful as always: "The process is very simple. Deacon Chen only needs to hand over your wife's Fire Spirit Root test certificate to me, and I will handle the rest."

It's that simple?

Is this the privilege of holding a high and powerful position?

Being a Deacon is truly great!

Chen An thought this to himself, and with a flick of his mind, he took out the pre-prepared Fire Spirit Root test certificate and handed it to the Logistics Department disciple before him.

The Logistics Department disciple took the test certificate and began processing the registration for Wen Zhiyun.

In just a moment, the paperwork was finished.

The Logistics Department disciple said respectfully: "Deacon Chen, I have finished the registration for you here. It will be fine once Deacon Huo returns to confirm and stamp it."

"Mm, thank you for your hard work."

After saying this, Chen An took Wen Zhiyun and left the Logistics Department, walking toward the interior of the Alchemy Hall.

He was thinking of taking her to tour the Alchemy Hall.

Along the way, Wen Zhiyun appeared very reserved.

Before stepping onto the path of cultivation, she was just a country bumpkin from a small mountain village, spending most of her time doing farm work in the fields, and occasionally following her mother to help deliver babies for the village women.

And after stepping onto the path of cultivation, she was merely a wandering rogue cultivator at the bottom of the hierarchy, worrying about survival all day long.

Now, walking into the Alchemy Hall of a great sect, she felt like a village girl entering a big city, appearing very reserved and feeling an indescribable nervousness.

Her gait was awkward as she walked; she looked like someone who had never seen the world, naturally feeling a sense of inferiority.

As for the sense of superiority she once had in the Bamboo Leaf Forest, it had now vanished completely.

Chen An noticed her strangeness, so he took her warm, jade-like hand and let her walk while holding his arm, giving her some confidence.

"Deacon Chen."

"Greetings, Deacon Chen."

"Greetings, Madam Chen."

"..."

As they ventured deeper into the Alchemy Hall, they encountered more and more Alchemists. Many Alchemists who recognized Chen An as the new Deacon would respectfully greet him as they passed.

Wen Zhiyun had been somewhat reserved, but she soon became lost in the repeated calls of "Madam Chen," feeling her status within the Alchemy Hall.

That's right, she was no longer a rogue cultivator at the bottom of the hierarchy, but the wife of a Deacon in the Heaven and Earth Sect.

From now on, she must walk with her head held high and not bring shame to her husband.

Wen Zhiyun thought silently to herself, feeling increasingly fortunate that she had married Chen An back then.

Otherwise, she would likely still be a rogue cultivator at the bottom of the hierarchy now.

Or perhaps, she would have already perished in the war between the Bamboo Leaf Gang and the Black Iron Villa, with grass already growing two meters high on her grave.

"Husband, a few female Alchemists just gave you flirtatious looks, trying to seduce you. They are really no good."

Wen Zhiyun leaned into Chen An's ear and whispered her condemnation.

Chen An teased: "What, seeing your husband so popular, are you feeling a sense of crisis?"

"Heh, what kind of crisis could I have?" Wen Zhiyun said with a look of disdain: "In terms of looks and figure, those female Alchemists just now are far inferior to me. I didn't take them seriously at all."

Chen An joked: "That's not necessarily true. Maybe one day I'll get tired of looking at the home-cooked meal and want to appreciate some wild game."

Wen Zhiyun had been trying her best to be gentle, but upon hearing him say this, she immediately pinched his waist hard, her willow eyebrows standing up as she warned him coldly:

"Chen, if you fall in love with someone and bring them home as a concubine, I won't say anything, but if you dare to mess around outside, I will absolutely turn against you!"

"Rest assured, your husband isn't that desperate. Having you five sisters at home is already enough for me to handle; why would I be idle enough to mess around elsewhere?"

"You had better be."

"Let's go, Zhiyun, I'll take you to the public alchemy room to look around and let you feel the intense alchemy atmosphere there."

"..."

Soon, the couple walked into the public alchemy room.

As soon as she entered, Wen Zhiyun was immediately attracted by the intense alchemy atmosphere inside.

In all her life, this was the first time she had seen so many Alchemists gathered together to refine pills.

This scene looked truly shocking.

"There is an empty alchemy furnace over there. Let's go over there to refine pills. I will teach you how to refine the Beauty Pill so you can be self-reliant and avoid constantly pestering me to refine them for you sisters to eat."

As Chen An spoke, he led Wen Zhiyun to a corner in the front and sat down.

Wen Zhiyun asked in confusion: "Husband, the Beauty Pill is a Third-tier Pill, and I am only a First-tier Alchemist who just started. How can I refine this?"

"It's fine. The Beauty Pill I'm going to teach you to refine in a moment is a 'bankrupt version' of the Beauty Pill that I simplified myself. Its effect is only one-tenth of a normal Beauty Pill, but it has the advantage of a low threshold for refinement."

Chen An explained.

Wen Zhiyun was shocked as she listened. Her husband actually simplified the refinement of the Beauty Pill?

How did he manage to do that?

She was stunned by Chen An's talent for alchemy.

In the next few hours.

The couple stayed in that corner by the alchemy furnace, refining pills.

Under Chen An's patient guidance, Wen Zhiyun, whose talent for alchemy was not bad to begin with, quickly mastered the method for refining the bankrupt version of the Beauty Pill.

Although the success rate was still a bit low and the quality of the pills refined was not high, she was ultimately able to refine the pills by her own efforts, showing quite good comprehension.

"Husband, am I a genius?"

Wen Zhiyun held the freshly refined Beauty Pill in her hand, looking at Chen An with a smug face as she asked for praise.

Chen An smiled and said, "Impressive, but compared to me, it's still a little lacking."

"Is that so? I don't think so." Wen Zhiyun gave him a charming side-eye and said, "Just wait a few more years, and you'll see my Alchemy Dao surpass yours in one fell swoop, making you become my apprentice instead and forcing you to call me Master."

"Look at how full of yourself you are; you learned to refine a budget version of the Beauty Pill and now you're floating, aren't you? It's clearly because I taught you well."

"I don't care, it's just that my aptitude is high."

Wen Zhiyun hummed.

Chen An couldn't be bothered to argue with her; he looked up at his surroundings and discovered that, at some point, only he and his tsundere concubine were left in the entire public alchemy room.

Looking out the window, it turned out that the sky was already getting dark; at least four or five hours had passed since they entered the public alchemy room.

"Husband, Ying sent us a sound transmission."

After saying this, Wen Zhiyun took the Sound Transmission Talisman out of her Storage Bag and, with a thought, projected the sound outward.

The next instant, Song Ying's soft and sweet voice rang out from the Sound Transmission Talisman: "Sister Wen, I can't reach Husband. When are you two coming back? Xiao Yuejian and Chen Yike are saying they're hungry."

Wen Zhiyun replied, "Soon, we are coming back now."

Chen An also replied, "If Xiao Yuejian and Chen Yike are hungry, just make them something to eat first; there's no need to wait for us to return."

"..."

After speaking a few more simple words with Song Ying, Wen Zhiyun put the Sound Transmission Talisman back into her Storage Bag and asked Chen An to take her back to the Cave Abode to eat.

However, looking at the empty public alchemy room, Chen An suddenly had a bold idea and was in no rush to return.

He reached out to wrap his arm around Wen Zhiyun's slender waist, leaned against her sensitive earlobe, and said:

"Zhiyun, we've been sitting here refining pills for so long that we've worked up a sweat; let's take off our clothes and rest here for a while."

"You surnamed Chen, don't think I don't know what kind of bad ideas you're having again. I won't accompany you in doing such shameful things; you can give up on that thought."

Wen Zhiyun said with a look of "I'd rather die than submit."

She had lived with Chen An for several years and knew what kind of personality he had; every day he just thought about taking his wives and concubines to do some shameful acts, his belly filled with nothing but dirty thoughts.

Unfortunately, Chen An was not asking for her consent just now, but informing her that this was what he was going to do next, and he quickly began to undress the soaked Daoist robe on her body.

"You, you stop right now."

Seeing her husband start undressing her without a word, Wen Zhiyun panicked a little.

This wasn't home, but the public alchemy room in the Alchemy Hall, where someone could walk in at any moment.

How could he just take them off like that?!

However, Chen An was already at the point of no return and wouldn't care about her sense of shame; in a few quick movements, he removed the loose Daoist robe from her body to let her get some air, lest she be stifled.

"You surnamed Chen, why do you always do this to me against my will? Do you enjoy humiliating me that much?"

Wen Zhiyun pursed her thin lips, her voice trembling slightly, sounding full of grievance.

Chen An stroked her face, which was like a ripe beauty, and said with eyes full of lust: "I don't know if I like humiliating you, but I can feel that you must like being treated by me this way, don't you?"

"I don't."

Wen Zhiyun was stubborn, but felt very ashamed inside.

Chen An said no more and lowered his head to kiss her.

Wen Zhiyun only resisted symbolically a few times.

After a long while, Chen An finally released the tsundere concubine in his arms and looked into her beautiful eyes as he said:

"Call me Master."

"I won't."

"Mmph!"

"Are you going to call me that or not?"

"No, I won't..."

"Mmph—!"

"Are you going to call me that or not?"

"Mas, Master..."

Wen Zhiyun endured the shame in her heart and satisfied Chen An's shameful request in a voice as thin as a mosquito's.

Upon hearing this, Chen An was greatly pleased and rewarded his tsundere concubine with billions in gold and silver on the spot.

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

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