Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

Chapter 65: The Difference Between Immortals and Mortals

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Chen An looked at the two corpses on the ground. His heart did not waver, and his expression was calm.

It was partly because of the adrenaline rush, and also because this was not the first time he had killed an enemy.

“An expert at the ninth level of Qi Refining should have a lot of belongings on him.”

As he thought about this, Chen An ignored the blood on the ground and calmly searched the corpse.

After touching it for a moment, his gains were as follows.

4 medium-grade spirit stones.

56 low-grade spirit stones.

1 longsword.

1 dagger.

3 portions of aphrodisiac.

There were several other small items that looked like it’s worth some money.

He had gained a lot. Deacon Tang was indeed worthy of his status in the Bamboo Leaf Gang.

Just the spirit stones he carried with him were almost comparable to all of Chen An’s assets.

“This bastard died too late.”

Chen An looked at the three bottles of aphrodisiacs on the ground and could not help but lament.

At this moment, his wives who were hiding in the room came out.

They had heard the commotion in the living room just now and knew that their husband was victorious.

“Husband, are you injured anywhere?”

Wen Zhiyun stopped beside Chen An and asked with concern.

Chen An was dealing with the corpse when he looked up and smiled at her.

“I’m fine.”

“Husband, let me help you.”

As Wen Zhiyun spoke, she squatted to help deal with the corpse, not afraid of the bloody scene in front of her at all.

Cultivators who could cultivate to the late-stage Qi Refining realm had all walked through battles. It was common for them to see blood.

Even the beautiful female Cultivators were the same.

“Husband, Yue’er will help you too.”

As Gu Xinyue spoke, she walked to the side and squatted down. She endured the discomfort and helped to deal with the corpse.

Upon seeing this, Song Huaying hesitated for a moment before following along.

However, before she could reach him, her expression changed. She reached out to cover her mouth and retched.

In the past, as the daughter of an aristocratic family, she had never even killed a chicken. She could not stand the bloody scene in front of her.

Seeing that his wife was unwell, Chen An looked up and said to her,

“Ying’er, go back to your room and sit down. I’ll look for you after I’m done.”

“Husband, Ying’er will go back to the room first then.”

Song Huaying looked uncomfortable. After saying that, she immediately walked back to her room with weak legs.

Chen An and his two wives continued to clean up the scene.

He carried the corpse out to the backyard, found a corner and dug a deep pit.

Then, he buried the sword, dagger, and several small items of status symbols.

Although these things were quite valuable, it was safer to bury them if there was a risk of being traced.

At most, when the dust had settled, he would dig it out and take it to the market to see if there was a possibility of selling it.

After topping up the pit with soil, Chen An went to the vegetable garden next door and plucked some weeds. He planted them on the burial pit to hide.

After planting it, he specially modified the landscape to make it look more natural.

“Why are you so proficient with this?”

Wen Zhiyun looked at Chen An in surprise, a little shocked by his burial method.

Chen An patted the dust off his body and said calmly,

“You’ll become proficient after burying it many times.”

After saying that, he looked at his two wives and said, “Alright, it’s getting late. Go take a shower and sleep.”

Gu Xinyue was very sensible. After hearing this, she immediately went to the kitchen to boil water.

Wen Zhiyun said worriedly,

“Husband, you killed Deacon Tang. Will you be discovered by the Bamboo Leaf Gang?”

“I don’t think so. Deacon Tang brought an aphrodisiac and came at night. Clearly, he was up to no good tonight. On the way here, he must have hidden himself to avoid being discovered.”

Chen An analyzed. Wen Zhiyun nodded and felt that it made sense.

Although the Bamboo Leaf Gang did not treat the residents under them as humans, they still had an image to uphold.

If he liked a female Cultivator and couldn’t force her, he would only come secretly in private. It was impossible for him to do it with great fanfare.

Because forcefully occupying the residents’ wives would cause the Bamboo Leaf Forest’s reputation to explode and there was no possibility of recovery.

After dealing with the corpse, Chen An came to the well and took out the spirit stones he had just taken from the corpse to wash them.

After that, he returned to his room and took out all his belongings. He placed them together with the spirit stones just now.

If all of them were converted to low-grade spirit stones, there were a total of 1,203 pieces.

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1,203 pieces. Unknowingly, I’ve moved to the core area for more than a year. I’ve finally saved enough spirit stones to buy ‘Flying Mandarin Ducks’.”

Chen An smiled and muttered to himself.

He recalled the cultivation technique he had taken a fancy to in the Treasure Hall and he had a trace of anticipation.

“After I deliver the medicinal pills to the Bamboo Leaf Gang’s logistics department tomorrow, I’ll go to the Treasure Shop to buy the ‘Flying Mandarin Ducks’.”

Chen An thought to himself.

At this moment, Gu Xinyue walked out of the bathroom and said,

“Husband, the water temperature has been adjusted. You can come in and take a shower.”

“Yes, I’ll be right there.”

Chen An put away the spirit stones in his hand and walked into the bathroom with Gu Xinyue’s slender waist.

After about an incense stick of time.

[Divine Consciousness Strength +3]

As time passed, his wives took a shower and returned to their rooms to rest.

Creak

Chen An pushed open Wen Zhiyun’s door and slowly walked in.

Every three days, it was Wen Zhiyun’s turn tonight.

“Husband, for the sake of the child in our stomach, I won’t serve you for the next four months.”

Wen Zhiyun pursed her lips and said when she saw Chen An taking off his clothes the moment he walked to the bed and sat down.

Chen An expressed his understanding. “Yes, it’s almost time to nest. We have to be careful.”

“Husband, let’s rest early.”

“Okay.”

“Husband, you’re hugging me too tightly. It’ll be hot.”

“Yun’er, I’ve read this in a book before. When the heavens close the door, they will open a window for you.”

“Never heard of it.”

“That’s something to think about.”

“What’s there to think about?”

“Guess?

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“Guess your head!”

“Wu, what… what are you doing!”

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In the blink of an eye., it was dawn.

As a rooster crowed in the backyard, all the wives in the house woke up one after another.

Chen An and Wen Zhiyun woke up relatively late.

The two of them did not sleep well last night. They needed to stay in bed in the morning to recover more energy.

More than an hour later, the two of them got up from the bed and washed up before heading to the hall.

At this moment, Gu Xinyue had just finished preparing breakfast.

Chen An and Wen Zhiyun could sit down and eat as soon as they arrived.

Gu Xinyue made a sumptuous meal.

There was porridge, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk, eggs, and everything else.

“Sister Wen, why are you only eating porridge?”

Seeing that Wen Zhiyun was only taking small sips of porridge the entire time, Song Huaying, who was at the side, could not help but feel puzzled. She remembered that Wen Zhiyun liked to eat fried dough sticks the most. Why did she not touch them now?

Gu Xinyue, who was at the other side, was also puzzled. She looked at Wen Zhiyun in confusion, wondering if she had failed to cook well this morning.

Being stared at by her two sisters like this, Wen Zhiyun had no choice but to put down her spoon. She opened her mouth slightly and explained,

“Last night, my sleeping posture was wrong. My teeth pressed against the meat beside my mouth. Now, it hurts if my mouth is opened a little wider. I can only eat porridge in small mouthfuls.”

“I see. Sister Wen, I’ll go to the alchemy room to get you some medicine.”

As Song Huaying spoke, she stood up and left.

Seeing this, Wen Zhiyun reached out and pulled her back. She smiled very slightly and said,

“There’s no need, Ying’er. Medicine is 30% poisonous. Let this small injury recover on its own. It will recover in half a day at most.”

After saying that, she glared at Chen An bitterly and secretly scolded him for being a bastard. He did not know how to pity his wives at all.

Chen An knew that he was in the wrong and pretended not to see it.

Opposite him, Song Huaying felt bitter.

She was a little agitated by Wen Zhiyun’s last sentence, “I’ll recover in half a day at most.”

He thought to himself that Cultivators were really good.

For example, superficial wounds could be completely healed in less than half a day.

As a mortal, it would take at least ten to eight days for his wound to heal.

Chen An’s senses were sharp. He noticed the fleeting sorrow on his wife’s face.

However, he did not say anything. He only silently thought in his heart. Was there a way to let his wife cultivate as well?

At the very least, he had to think of a way to let her practice martial arts to strengthen her body and minimize the difference between immortal and mortal..