Chapter 444: Extra 1: Urban Cultivation (Free)

Extra 1: Urban Cultivation (Free)

On the streets of the modern city, a group of handsome men and beautiful women with an inconsistent aesthetic style appeared.

Wherever they went, they drew the side-glances of passersby.

At the beginning, Chen An felt that being watched by passersby was nothing, and he was quite happy to take group photos and the like.

But as time went on and the frequency increased, he became a bit annoyed.

He had to cast a layer of Illusion Technique on himself and his wife and daughters to lower their attractiveness and change their clothing, so as to avoid being harassed by passersby.

But because there were so many family members, and it was one man with many women, even with the Illusion Technique applied, they were still very eye-catching.

With no other choice, Chen An could only alter the perception of everyone within a hundred-mile radius, making his family appear ordinary and plain in their eyes.

"Father, the buildings here are so tall."

Looking at the high-rise buildings around them with dozens or even hundreds of floors, the eldest daughter Chen Yuejian was full of shock, and she was full of curiosity about her father's hometown.

Chen An smiled, took her warm, soft, and smooth little hand, and said in a gentle voice:

"Let's go, Father will take you all to stroll through that large shopping mall in front, and let you see how the Market here in Father's hometown is different from the Markets you know."

"Okay."

Chen Yuejian smiled sweetly with her beautiful eyes curved.

Soon, the family walked into a large shopping mall.

Once they saw the dazzling array of goods inside, everyone's eyes were filled with novelty.

Along the way, they asked Chen An what everything was whenever they saw something, making Chen An's head buzz.

Among them, the one who asked the most was the silly foodie second daughter Chen Yike; no matter what she saw, she would smack her lips and ask if it was edible.

It wasn't until Chen An was so annoyed that he bought a pile of snacks and stuffed them into her arms that her chattering little mouth was finally blocked.

After all, once a foodie has something to eat, she will be busy eating and have no time to talk.

"Husband, what kind of clothing is that? It looks so alluring."

Song Huaying saw a sexy mature woman walking past them, and her gaze was immediately drawn to the silk stockings and high heels on the other person's lower body; she asked her native husband curiously.

Chen An did not know that his little wife was asking about the silk stockings; he followed her gaze to glance at the mature woman, smiled, and said:

"What she is wearing on her upper body is a camisole, what she is wearing on her lower body is a butt-skimming miniskirt, what she is wearing on her legs are silk stockings, and what she is wearing on her feet are high heels."

"Husband, I want to wear silk stockings and high heels for you to see; will you take me to buy some?"

Song Huaying held her husband's arm, her voice soft and sweet, carrying a hint of coquetry that a man could hardly refuse.

Before Chen An could answer, Wen Zhiyun on the side spoke up:

"What silk stockings and high heels? Such revealing clothing looks quite indecent; why would you want to wear such things?"

"Sister Wen, that is where you are wrong. That clothing does look indecent, but as long as we don't wear it for others to see, and only wear it at home for Husband to see, then there will be nothing inappropriate about it."

Jiuji said with a faint smile.

Like Song Huaying, she wanted to wear silk stockings for Chen An to see, feeling that Chen An, who liked to touch legs and feet, should really like his beautiful wives wearing silk stockings for him to touch.

Shen Qingyi and Gu Xinyue also expressed their opinions, saying that only wearing them at home for Husband to see was quite good and could add a bit of spice.

Seeing that all the sisters said so, Wen Zhiyun did not say anything more.

It was just that Chen An had a loose tongue and insisted on chuckling and teasing: "My Zhiyun's figure is so lewd, it would be a pity not to wear silk stockings. I'll buy you a pair of every style later and let you wear them every day."

"Who wants to wear them for you to see!" Wen Zhiyun bristled instantly, glared at Chen An, and said: "If you want to wear them, wear them yourself!"

Chen An smiled and said nothing.

They were an old married couple, and he knew the temperament of his tsundere concubine; he had long since become accustomed to it.

This tsundere concubine was only being stubborn now; in less than two days, she would compromise, and by then she would play crazier than anyone else.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the clothing section upstairs to see if there are any silk stockings for sale."

After Chen An finished speaking, he led his family toward the escalator, letting them experience modern facilities instead of taking the easy way out and using the Teleportation Technique.

When they stepped onto the escalator, the younger daughters felt it was very fun and stepped up and down with laughter.

Chen An only smiled when he saw this and did not stop them.

Although his daughters were young, they were all genuine immortals; even if they rolled down the escalator, they would not suffer any harm.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if they jumped from the top floor of the mall, they would be perfectly fine.

A moment later.

The family arrived at the clothing section on the third floor.

Chen An led his family around a few times and found a shop that sold silk stockings.

"Daddy, there's yummy food up there, can we go up there?"

Through the open space between floors, the silly second daughter Chen Yike saw various food shops upstairs, and her little mouth immediately watered, her eyes filled with food.

Wen Zhiyun glared at her and said: "All you know is eating, eating, eating. Don't you see your father is buying clothes for your mothers?"

"Oh..." Chen Yike fiddled with her little fingers, feeling a bit dejected.

Chen An could not bear to see his daughter wronged, so he said to his family: "I'm going out to exchange some money; I'll be back soon. You all wait for me here for a moment."

As his words fell, his figure instantly vanished without a trace.

After about ten minutes, his figure appeared again, with a stack of cash in his hand.

After briefly teaching his family how to use the paper currency of this modern society, he distributed ten thousand yuan to each wife and concubine, Jiu Huayu, Chen Meixian, Bai Ying, and Zi Yan, letting them spend it as they pleased.

"Meixian, since little Yike wants to eat something, I'll trouble you to take her upstairs to eat."

After distributing the money, Chen An said to Chen Meixian, who had transformed from the Sage Tree.

Chen Meixian nodded and said: "I understand, Master."

"Daddy, I want to go eat too!"

"I want to too, I want to too!"

"I, I want to go eat too!"

"..."

Except for the eldest daughter Chen Yuejian, all the other daughters were clamoring to go eat.

A bunch of little foodies... Chen An smiled, then looked at the two maids beside Bai Qingxue and said:

"Bai Ying, Zi Yan, with so many people going, I'm afraid Meixian won't be able to look after everyone alone, so I'll trouble you two to go along as well."

"No problem."

"We obey the Master's command."

Bai Ying and Zi Yan responded one after another.

They were both Bai Qingxue's maids, and since Bai Qingxue was Chen An's concubine, they, as the concubine's maids, followed Chen Meixian in calling Chen An "Master."

Listening to the two pretty maids calling him "Master," Chen An's thoughts drifted elsewhere, fantasizing about the blood-pumping scene of having them call him "Daddy."

"The people have already walked far away, what are you still looking at? Look at your behavior."

Wen Zhiyun could tell that Chen An was lusting after Bai Ying and Zi Yan, and said to him with a look of annoyance.

Chen An gave a sheepish smile and pretended not to hear.

At this moment, Bai Qingxue spoke softly: "If my husband wishes, I can have them both serve you in bed."

Chen An hurriedly denied it: "That's not the case, don't listen to Zhiyun's nonsense."

"Husband has the heart of a thief but not the guts," Song Huaying said, fanning the flames from the side, enjoying the spectacle: "Anyway, Husband has already married fifteen beautiful wives, it wouldn't matter if you married two more; the more the merrier."

Upon hearing this, Chen An looked at his little wife and said: "You little green tea, wait until tonight to see how I deal with you!"

"Husband, I was wrong, can you spare me tonight?" Song Huaying begged coquettishly, but she was actually looking forward to it immensely in her heart; she loved being pressed onto the bed by Chen An to be disciplined.

Wen Zhiyun couldn't watch anymore and urged Chen An: "Didn't you say you wanted to buy silk stockings? Why are we still standing here? Let's hurry in and buy them!"

Sister Zhiyun is really excessive, every time I act spoiled she looks at me with displeasure... Song Huaying muttered to herself.

Soon, Chen An led his wives and concubines, as well as his eldest daughter Chen Yuejian, into the shop and packed a pair of silk stockings for everyone.

This "everyone" did not include Chen Yuejian and Jiu Huayu.

After all, one was a young daughter and the other was a concubine's grandmother; it wouldn't be appropriate to buy silk stockings for them.

However, even if it wasn't appropriate for him, there were others for whom it was.

While picking out silk stockings, Jiuji said to Jiu Huayu beside her: "Grandma, our figures are about the same, let's buy the same ones; we can wear them together as sister flowers in the future."

After hearing this, Jiu Huayu flicked her granddaughter's fair forehead and said with a look of annoyance: "You little girl really has no sense of propriety; I am your grandmother, how can you be sisters with me?"

Jiuji held her arm and acted spoiled: "But Grandma, you look very young and beautiful, not old at all; walking with me, you look just like a sister."

"One thing is one thing, no matter how young I look, the seniority between us cannot be messed up," Jiu Huayu gave her granddaughter a charming, sidelong glance.

She suspected her granddaughter had some ideas, but she wasn't sure, and she dared not ask.

On the other side, the more unrestrained Song Huaying had already pulled Chen An into the fitting room, saying she wanted to put on the silk stockings for him to see.

It was just that it took a bit long; it took nearly ten minutes before they came out.

When she came out, Song Huaying's pretty face was flushed, and she was holding a pair of tattered silk stockings in her hand.

Seeing several wives and concubines looking over, Chen An smiled awkwardly and said:

"These silk stockings aren't very sturdy; if you want to try them on later, remember to be gentle and don't stretch them until they break."

"Heh."

Wen Zhiyun let out a cold laugh and gave him a look full of disdain.

Song Huaying felt a bit embarrassed and walked to the side to pick out silk stockings, looking exactly like a child who felt guilty after doing something wrong and was afraid of being discovered by her mother.

"Daddy, the mothers all have silk stockings to wear, I want to wear them too."

Chen Yuejian walked up to her father with a pair of flesh-colored silk stockings in her hand, lifting her increasingly radiant and beautiful face as she spoke.

When Chen An heard this, he decisively refused: "You cannot wear them; silk stockings are clothing that only adults can wear. It is not appropriate for a little girl like you who is only about ten years old."

"But I want to wear them," Chen Yuejian grabbed her father's arm and shook it, acting spoiled.

To this, Chen An remained unmoved: "No means no."

Chen Yuejian stopped acting spoiled and switched to silent grievance, putting on a pitiful look, attempting to use this method to make her father's heart soften and give in.

Unfortunately, this didn't work at all; Chen An remained just as unmoved.

With no other choice, Chen Yuejian could only choose to give up.

Just as she was about to put the silk stockings back, the female salesclerk in the shop walked over with a smile on her face, picking up a pair of pure white silk stockings on the way and saying to the father and daughter:

"A child of only ten definitely shouldn't wear flesh-colored or black stockings, but our shop happens to have white silk stockings suitable for children. They are ventilated and breathable in the summer, and warm and comfortable in the winter. If you want to learn ballet one day, you can wear them to dance. Buy a few pairs for the little cutie."

Ventilated and breathable?

Warm and comfortable?

How can something be ventilated and warm at the same time?

Aren't these two conflicting attributes?

The mouth of a salesperson is the ghost that deceives!

Chen An couldn't help but complain in his heart.

However, he couldn't withstand his daughter's constant acting spoiled, and in the end, he bought a few pairs of pure white silk stockings.

After buying the silk stockings, Chen An took his wives and concubines upstairs to meet up with the group of foodie daughters.

About an hour later.

The whole family had eaten and drunk their fill.

Next was the segment of walking around, browsing, and buying, buying, buying.

Whatever they liked, they bought; money was not an issue anyway.

The time spent shopping passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the sky had turned dark.

The youngest, the sixteenth daughter Chen Susu, was already tired from shopping and was sleeping soundly in the arms of her mother, Lin Xiu'e.

Chen An felt they had shopped enough, so he took his family away from the mall, found a remote spot in the suburbs, and opened up a Cave Abode to stay in temporarily.

It didn't take any time at all; he could open it out of thin air in the blink of an eye.

After all, they were all great cultivators of the Eternal Realm; opening up a residence was a simple matter.

Once he had spent some time helping his wives and daughters get familiar with this modern society, he would get them identities to settle down in the city and properly enjoy this safe, civilized era.

A moment after setting up the residence, the wives and concubines immediately took out the stockings they had just bought to wear, letting Chen An, who was sitting in the main seat, admire and evaluate them.

Chen An observed them carefully several times, feeling that just looking wasn't enough and that he had to touch them as well; only after he was satisfied did he give his opinion.

He said Song Huaying was suited for black stockings, Gu Xinyue for white stockings, Wen Zhiyun for flesh-colored stockings, Shen Qingyi for fishnet stockings, and Jiuji for purple stockings.

As for the remaining concubines like Ning Xian'er, his opinion was basically the same, just with different colors.

"Daddy, do I look good wearing these white stockings?"

Chen Yuejian changed into a pair of pure white cotton stockings and walked up to her father, asking with a face full of anticipation.

Chen An swept a glance at his eldest daughter's slender, straight legs in white stockings, smiled gently, and praised her:

"You look very cute; they suit you very well."

"I think so too."

Chen Yuejian felt wonderful inside, her delicate little face full of smiles.

At this moment, the silly second daughter Chen Yike, having no idea whose black stockings she had grabbed to pull over her head, walked up to her father looking like a bank robber, laughing as she asked:

"Daddy, am I cool or what?"

"You silly child..."

Chen An was left speechless by his silly second daughter, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Of the sixteen daughters he had fathered, fifteen were cute little fairies; that only the second daughter was a blockhead was truly something else.

"Husband, the Spirit Qi of this world is so thin it's almost non-existent. I just tried, and I found it's impossible to cultivate at all."

Xiao Qingyue said as she walked over, her willow-leaf brows slightly furrowed.

Right after she finished trying on the stockings, she had thought of the issue of thin Spirit Qi and immediately sat cross-legged to see if she could cultivate.

The result was just as she had thought: it was impossible to cultivate.

When the others heard her say this, their expressions all turned sour.

They were not Chen An, whose cultivation realm was as high as the Eternal Realm, truly achieving immortality.

If they could not cultivate, they would die once their lifespans were exhausted; it was merely a question of how long they had left.

Seeing everyone looking worried, Chen An couldn't help but smile and say:

"Don't worry. The moment I discovered that the place I ascended to was my hometown, I had already considered this problem and thought of a solution."

"How exactly will you solve it?"

Bai Qingxue was the first to ask.

Chen An replied: "It's very simple. I just need to tear an opening in the boundary of the Upper Realm and let the Spirit Power of the Upper Realm flow into our residence."

Ning Xian'er: "That works too?"

"Of course it works."

As he finished speaking, Chen An moved his mind to tear an opening in the boundary of the Upper Realm, connecting it to the Cave Abode and letting the Spirit Qi from within pour in continuously.

In just a fleeting moment, the Cave Abode was filled with dense Spirit Qi, satisfying the conditions required for cultivation.

In this way, everyone in the residence could cultivate immortality in this modern city.

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