Chapter 41: 40. No One Loses Out

40. No One Loses Out

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

The war between the Bamboo Leaf Gang and the Black Iron Villa was still ongoing.

But the scale was no longer expanding.

In the Core Area, which had not been much affected, life had returned to peace.

Except for not being able to leave the Core Area, everything else remained as it was.

As for the problem of earning money to pay rent, the people of the Bamboo Leaf Gang gave them a way to offset it.

That was—

Representing the Bamboo Leaf Gang to join the battlefield and kill the enemy, then having the corresponding rent waived based on performance on the battlefield.

Those who performed well could even receive various extra rewards.

Such as Cultivation Methods, medicinal pills, Dharma Artifacts, and so on.

Quite a few Qi Refining Late Stage cultivators with some strength were tempted and chose to become mercenaries for the Bamboo Leaf Gang, heading to the front lines to kill the enemy.

The remaining cultivators who lacked strength and had no special skills to make a living went to do odd jobs in logistics.

And as an Alchemist, Chen An's life was relatively much more comfortable.

He did not have to pay rent.

It had changed to how many medicinal pills he had to provide to the Bamboo Leaf Gang each month.

The amount of medicine provided each month, calculated at market price, reached as high as 150 Low-grade Spirit Stones.

But Chen An could still accept it.

Because providing pills directly to the Bamboo Leaf Gang could save the time spent setting up a stall in the Market, which in turn freed up time to spend with his wives and concubines, as well as to accompany his daughter's growth.

However, only the residents in the Core Area could enjoy this peace.

Like the bottom-tier cultivators in the Cheap Area, they were all suffering from the torture of war.

Located at the center of the battlefield, they had no choice but to pick up Wuji to resist the invasion of the Black Iron Villa cultivators.

Unfortunately, their cultivation was too low, and most of them became cannon fodder.

Those who were lucky enough to survive all became prisoners of war of the Black Iron Villa.

The men were captured to be forced laborers, and the women were captured to be used for unspeakable things.

Their days were full of despair.

Because there was no hope in the Cheap Area, many bottom-tier cultivators there fled to the entrance of the Core Area, kneeling and begging the residents of the Core Area to take them in.

However, for every hundred people who came, at most only one or two female cultivators with outstanding looks could be taken in.

As for the rest, they were all taken by the Bamboo Leaf Gang cultivators to work in logistics day and night.

During this wartime, only the cultivators in the Core Area were treated as human beings by the Bamboo Leaf Gang.

As for the bottom-tier cultivators in the Cheap Area, they were nothing more than beasts of burden to be discarded after use.

On the path of cultivation where the weak are prey to the strong, it was just this cruel.

This morning.

Chen An was going out to deliver the medicinal pills he had refined yesterday to the Bamboo Leaf Gang.

Just as he walked out of the courtyard gate, he ran into Han Sanfan passing by on the road.

Seeing him come out, Han Sanfan stepped forward and said with a smile:

"Alchemist Chen, many female cultivators from the Cheap Area have come to the entrance begging to be taken in. Do you want to go over and take a look with me? If you're lucky, you might be able to bring back a beauty to warm your bed."

"I'll pass. I still have two wives and concubines at home to take care of, and I don't have the extra energy to find more."

"Heh, that's true. Alchemist Chen already has three beauties at home."

"Fellow Daoist Han, I have things to do, so I'll be going first."

After Chen An finished speaking, he walked toward the Bamboo Leaf Gang and did not chat much with Han Sanfan.

He had already gone to see those female cultivators at the entrance during the first few days.

It was true that one could see some with outstanding appearances.

He had also been tempted.

But temptation was one thing; he did not go to take those female cultivators in.

Even if he took in one more, it would only be a matter of adding an extra pair of chopsticks at home.

It was not that he did not want to.

It was that he was currently in a tug-of-war with Wen Zhiyun.

If he were to suddenly take in a concubine, Wen Zhiyun would definitely explode.

It was even possible she would leave home on the spot and no longer be willing to share the rental with him.

He had to win over Wen Zhiyun first before considering anything else.

Arriving at the Bamboo Leaf Gang.

Chen An sent in the refined medicinal pills.

After the inspection was completed, he turned to leave.

At this moment, a Bamboo Leaf Gang cultivator in charge of logistics called out to him and said:

"Alchemist Chen, starting from tomorrow, the supply of these pills needs to increase by twenty percent."

"Alright, I understand."

Chen An said nonchalantly, without a trace of emotional fluctuation on his face.

He just glanced at the busy logistics area and soon turned and left.

On the way back.

Chen An frowned slightly.

Suddenly increasing the supply of medicinal pills, what does this mean?

Is the war between the two gangs about to intensify?

This is not a good sign.

……

Time flew by.

Without realizing it, several more days had passed.

At this time.

Chen Yuejian, who was originally only tiny, had become chubby without anyone noticing.

Although she was only three months old, she could already crawl around on the bed.

One can only say that having a Spirit Root is different.

If it were an ordinary child, it would take at least six months to learn to crawl.

"Husband, Xiao Yuejian is crawling so fast. I wonder if she will learn to walk in another two or three months."

Song Huaying looked at her daughter with a face full of smiles and said.

Chen An smiled and said:

"She definitely will. After all, Xiao Yuejian inherited her mother's cleverness and her father's Spirit Root; she might even be able to run in two months."

"I really hope time could pass faster, let Xiao Yuejian grow up quickly; I want to hear her call me Mother."

Song Huaying said with a face full of anticipation.

Chen An smiled without speaking, stepped forward to pick up his daughter, pinched her round little cheeks, and said:

"Xiao Yuejian, Daddy will take you to the courtyard outside for a walk and to breathe some fresh air."

"Husband, I'm going to the kitchen to make dinner."

After Song Huaying finished speaking, she planted a kiss on her daughter, and then went to the kitchen to make breakfast with a look of complete satisfaction.

Chen Yuejian was still small at this time and did not have much dependence on her mother yet.

She did not cry or make a fuss just because her mother left.

She just lay silently on her father's shoulder, opening her toothless little mouth to bite his shoulder.

Chen An didn't mind her and let her bite.

He guessed that his daughter was about to teethe, her gums were itchy, and she needed to bite something.

Arriving outside the courtyard.

His daughter struggled, wanting to get down.

She didn't want to be held; she wanted to crawl around on the ground.

The ground was too dirty, so Chen An wouldn't let her crawl.

Seeing that her father refused to put her down, she struggled a few times and soon quieted down.

She didn't cry or fuss; she was very quiet.

Wen Zhiyun, who had just finished cultivating and came out to the courtyard for a walk, saw the father and daughter walking in front and couldn't help but walk up with a smile, saying to Chen Yuejian in Chen An's arms:

"Come, Xiao Yuejian, let your godmother hold you."

"Mmm, mmm..."

Chen Yuejian ignored her godmother and made vague sounds while staring at a butterfly flying leisurely by.

Wen Zhiyun didn't care about that and reached out to take her.

Seeing this, Chen An was unhappy and said: "I haven't held her enough yet, go away, go away!"

"I am her godmother, what's wrong with letting me hold her for a bit?"

"If you like holding children so much, why don't you have one yourself?"

"Fine, I won't hold her then. When I have my own child in the future, don't even think about holding her!"

"I say, Fellow Daoist Wen, you don't even have a man yet, and you're already thinking about having children; you sure know how to dream."

"Talking to you is truly exhausting!"

Wen Zhiyun rolled her eyes at him, turned around, and returned to her room to continue cultivating.

Watching Wen Zhiyun's retreating back, Chen An knew he was about to win.

Soon he would be able to handle this tsundere beauty.

After walking for a while holding his daughter.

Chen An felt it was about time, so he brought his daughter back to the room and used a Sleep Aid Technique on her to let her take a nap.

Afterward, he walked into Gu Xinyue's room next door to deepen his relationship with this icy concubine.

Two sticks of incense later.

【You had an in-depth exchange with your wife Gu Xinyue, Divine Sense strength +2.】

【You used the Dharma Spell ultimate technique Golden Finger on your wife Gu Xinyue, Golden Finger proficiency +2.】

After leaving Gu Xinyue's room.

Chen An touched his somewhat damp pants and decided to go to the bathroom to take a bath.

He first went to his room to get a set of clean clothes.

Then he arrived in front of the bathroom door and stopped.

Seeing the door was half-ajar, Chen An didn't think much of it and pushed the door open to walk in.

As a result, with this push, something happened.

He saw Wen Zhiyun standing beside a wooden tub, in the middle of untying her Daoist robe.

The Daoist robe slid off her shoulders.

Revealing a patch of snow-white skin.

Seeing Chen An, who had suddenly pushed the door open and walked in, Wen Zhiyun was stunned for a moment.

Upon realizing what happened, she immediately pulled up her Daoist robe, her face full of shame and anger, and opened her mouth to scream.

Seeing this, Chen An immediately moved forward with quick eyes and swift hands to cover her small mouth, while simultaneously lifting his own clothes in front of her to reveal his eight solid abdominal muscles and said:

"Come, Fellow Daoist Wen, let me show you my eight-pack abs; neither of us will be at a loss."

"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!"

Wen Zhiyun could not take it anymore; she was so ashamed that her head felt like it was smoking, and she immediately steeled her heart and bit down hard on the large hand covering her small mouth.

This bite almost shattered her teeth.

"Ah, you... why are you so hard!"

Nonsense!

This is a Golden Finger that has reached the Proficient realm; how could it be possible for you to bite through it?

Thinking this, Chen An quickly pulled back his hand and, before Wen Zhiyun could react and get angry, immediately turned and left the bathroom.

Taking a little advantage is enough; one should not be too hasty.

Otherwise, more haste, less speed.

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