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Chapter 66: 64. Eliminating Future Troubles Once and for All (Bonus Chapter)

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64. Eliminating Future Troubles Once and for All (Bonus Chapter)

It is that Mo Lifang's voice!

This vicious-hearted woman has brought her lecherous husband over again!

Twice in two days!

Chen An's brows are tightly furrowed; he has already developed the intent to kill, wanting to silence them directly to eliminate future troubles once and for all.

"Husband..."

Song Huaying's face is full of worry.

Gu Xinyue purses her lips, her exquisite, pretty face also full of worry, but she very gently takes one of Song Huaying's jade hands into her own, providing her with a little sense of security.

Wen Zhiyun's willow-leaf brows are tightly locked; she looks at Chen An and suggests to him, "Husband, let's just ignore them. Let those two be turned away a few more times, and perhaps they won't come again in the future."

Chen An does not speak, weighing the pros and cons.

After some consideration, he says to the three wives and concubines beside him:

"I will go open the door and let those two in. With me here, you don't need to worry."

"Husband, wait a moment, let us go back to the room and hide before you open the door."

"No need to hide. You just continue sitting here eating. I want to see exactly what those two want to do, and whether that Deacon Tang really has designs on you."

"Husband, wouldn't that be too risky?"

"It's fine, don't worry."

After Chen An finishes speaking, he ignores his wives' and concubines' dissuasion and walks straight toward the door.

On the way, he touches an inner pocket inside his clothes, confirms that the Soft Bone Powder is inside, and immediately quickens his pace to the front of the courtyard gate.

"Creak—"

He opens the courtyard gate and greets them with a harmless smile.

"Fellow Daoist Mo."

"Deacon Tang."

"Alchemist Chen, I'm truly sorry to disturb you so late, but my husband insisted he had an important matter to discuss with you and was in a hurry to come."

Mo Lifang says with an apologetic face.

Chen An looks at Deacon Tang beside Mo Lifang, smiles kindly, and asks:

"I wonder what important matter Deacon Tang has to discuss?"

"Alchemist Chen, is it convenient to go inside the house to talk?"

"Of course, please come in, both of you."

Chen An's smile remains, but his heart has gone completely cold.

Just now, he smelled the scent of Charm Drug on Deacon Tang.

And it is a highly addictive Charm Drug.

Carrying Charm Drug while paying a visit—Deacon Tang's intentions are self-evident.

A moment later, after entering the house.

As soon as Deacon Tang sees Chen An's three beautiful wives and concubines, his eyes go straight.

Fortunately, he has some self-control and does not show it too much.

It is just that his eyes uncontrollably scan Chen An's three wives and concubines, becoming more obsessed the more he looks.

"Alchemist Chen is truly blessed to have three such fairy-like wives and concubines hidden at home; it really makes others envious."

Deacon Tang jokes with an envious face.

Chen An smiles and says, "Fellow Daoist Mo is also fairy-like; Deacon Tang doesn't need to envy me."

"That's true, that's true."

Deacon Tang nods, his gaze never leaving Chen An's three wives and concubines.

Seeing this, Chen An is certain that this Deacon Tang has taken a fancy to his wives and concubines, so he says to the three of them:

"All three of you go back to your rooms; I have important matters to discuss with Deacon Tang."

"Eh, no need, no need. They are all your wives and concubines, not outsiders. Alchemist Chen doesn't need to have them all go back to their rooms."

Deacon Tang hurriedly tries to dissuade him.

He hasn't seen enough of these three beauties yet; how could he let them go back to their rooms and hide?

"Deacon Tang doesn't know, but my three wives and concubines have always been loose-lipped and like to talk about everything outside. Anything important cannot be told to them."

As Chen An speaks, he looks at his three wives and concubines and urges them:

"What are you still standing there for? Why don't you hurry back to your rooms?"

"Mom, I still want to eat... eat the chicken leg!"

Chen Yuejian is scooped up by Song Huaying; looking at the chicken leg on the plate getting further and further away, she is so anxious she can't even speak clearly.

Song Huaying ignores her and carries her toward the room.

Soon.

The wives, concubines, and daughter have all returned to their rooms, and the entire hall is suddenly much emptier.

Deacon Tang looks longingly in the direction the three beauties left, looking unsatisfied.

Seeing him like this, Chen An cannot help but be a little curious: this person doesn't know how to hide his desires at all, so how has he survived until now?

Is he a second-generation immortal?

Has he had his immortal father and mother protecting him since childhood?

Thinking this, Chen An doesn't waste words and looks straight at Deacon Tang, asking:

"Deacon Tang, I wonder what this important matter you mentioned is?"

"Oh, oh... I see."

Deacon Tang recovered from his lecherous state and began to speak of serious matters: "Alchemist Chen, I have recently been at odds with an Alchemist in the gang and want to secretly eliminate him with poison, so I came to ask if you have any untraceable poisons for sale."

What does he mean?

A new scheme?

Chen An frowned slightly, not expecting that the lecher before him was actually here to buy poison from him to kill someone.

Seeing that Chen An did not respond, Deacon Tang said again:

"Alchemist Chen, rest assured, you know this, I know this, and Fang'er knows this; besides us, absolutely no fourth person will know."

"Deacon Tang, I am afraid I will disappoint you. I only know how to refine some basic Healing Pill, and I have not delved deep into the field of poisons; I basically do not know how to refine them."

Chen An pushed the matter away with a look of helplessness.

Deacon Tang did not believe him at all.

As an Alchemist, it is impossible not to study poisons.

Because poison is the greatest reliance for an Alchemist's survival, allowing an Alchemist to kill cultivators with higher cultivation levels than their own.

Every glamorous Alchemist must be a Grandmaster of poison at a higher level in secret.

"Alchemist Chen, I know you must have some trump-card poisons hidden away."

"Although this matter carries high risk, the relative rewards are also high."

"As long as you can help me kill that ignorant Alchemist, I will definitely do my best to recommend you to join the Bamboo Leaf Gang later and support you in taking over his former position."

Deacon Tang was painting a big picture for Chen An as much as possible, fearing that he would not agree.

Mo Lifang, who was on the side, also urged:

"That's right, Alchemist Chen, look at the residents in the Core Area now, how many of them are living well?"

"Think about your wife and daughter again; for their sake, you must not give up this opportunity to join the Bamboo Leaf Gang."

"As long as you join the Bamboo Leaf Gang and become an Alchemist within the gang, you won't have to worry about safety issues in the future."

At this very moment, this couple with ill intentions was doing their best to persuade Chen An.

Chen An did not speak, his face showing a bit of hesitation.

However, he was not hesitating over whether or not to assist Deacon Tang in poisoning that Bamboo Leaf Gang Alchemist.

Rather, he was hesitating over whether to kill Deacon Tang and Mo Lifang to end it once and for all.

What Chen An could confirm right now was that this Deacon Tang had indeed taken a fancy to his three wives and concubines and had been trying every possible way to set him up in order to occupy them.

However, it was limited to setting him up.

As of now, he had not yet done anything that could directly threaten his life.

So, should he kill them or not?

Chen An was weighing in his heart whether the risk of keeping these two alive was greater, or the risk of killing them was greater.

"Alchemist Chen, I wonder what your intention is?"

Deacon Tang had persuaded him for quite a while and asked Chen An again if he would do this.

Chen An shook his head and said: "Deacon Tang, I appreciate your kindness, but unfortunately, I am truly timid by nature and lack the courage to seek wealth through danger. Deacon Tang, you had better look for someone else."

After saying this, he stood up to see his guests out.

Seeing this, Deacon Tang became anxious and instantly lost all patience.

He had no time to waste with Chen An; he wanted to occupy those three beauties tonight!

Putting away the smile on his face, his eyes turned cold.

Looking at Chen An, Deacon Tang laid his cards on the table with a cold expression:

"Alchemist Chen, I have seen your registration information."

"Alchemy Dao, First-tier Intermediate."

"Cultivation, Qi Refining Fourth Layer."

"Oh, perhaps your Alchemy Dao has already broken through to First-tier Advanced now. After all, you provide so many pills to the Logistics Department every month, and you are still able to handle it; it is impossible for you to still be a First-tier Intermediate Alchemist."

After speaking, Deacon Tang added: "Alchemist Chen, I will be blunt with you: I have taken a fancy to your three wives and concubines."

"In a word, let me take care of them for you for a month or two. As a reward, I can let you join the Bamboo Leaf Gang, support you in taking the same position as the Alchemist I am already at odds with, and help you break through to the Qi Refining Seventh Layer within ten years to become a Qi Refining Late Stage powerhouse."

"What do you think?"

As he said this, Deacon Tang released his Qi Refining Ninth Layer cultivation without any concealment, already resorting to both threats and inducements.

Facing the spiritual pressure released by Deacon Tang, Chen An's expression remained calm as he flatly refused:

"I don't think much of it."

As he said this, the Soft Bone Powder hidden under his clothes had already turned into dust, permeating the air and being inhaled by Deacon Tang and Mo Lifang at his side.

This was his specially crafted Soft Bone Powder.

It was colorless and odorless.

Even a Foundation Establishment expert would fall for it.

The only difference was that the medicinal effect might not have much effect on a Foundation Establishment expert.

At this moment, Deacon Tang was completely unaware that he had been poisoned by the Soft Bone Powder.

Seeing that Chen An actually refused, he immediately stood up from his chair, looked down at Chen An from a high position, and sneered:

"Alchemist Chen, since you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, I can only do this the hard way."

"Tonight, not only will I occupy your three beautiful wives and concubines, I will also occupy them in front of you and your daughter, leaving you with an indelible..."

"... Swish!"

While Deacon Tang was still speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of air friction.

The next second, a bloodstain appeared on his neck.

He felt the stinging pain coming from his neck and looked at Chen An with a face full of terror, saying in utter disbelief:

"You... how did you..."

"... Thud!"

Before he could finish his words, he was already decapitated, his entire head slamming heavily onto the ground, his eyes wide open in death.

Until the very last moment before he died.

He still could not understand how he had ended up dying at the hands of Chen An, who only had the cultivation of the Qi Refining Fourth Layer.

"Plop!"

"Alchemist Chen, I was forced!"

"This matter has nothing to do with me!"

"I beg you, don't kill me, I still have value to you!"

Whether it was more due to fear or the effects of the Soft Bone Powder, Mo Lifang fell straight to her knees with a thud, crawling toward Chen An with a face full of terror, begging for mercy loudly as she crawled, with no dignity left to speak of.

Chen An glanced at her and mercilessly raised the Light Sword on his fingertip once again.

"Swish!"

Hand rose and sword fell, a head rolled on the ground.

Deacon Tang, Mo Lifang, deceased.

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

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