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Chapter 66 - 66: Mortals Are Tragic
Chapter 66 - 66: Mortals Are Tragic
Chapter 66: Mortals Are Tragic
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After breakfast, he started refining pills.
After lunch, he continued refining.
In the blink of an eye, almost half a day had passed.
Chen An was tired. He leaned against the wall and rested.
Since he had nothing to do, he opened his interface to check the data.
[Name: Chen An]
[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 9]
[Wealth: 1,203 low-grade spirit stones]
[Alchemy Technique: Advanced Level 1 (2292/2500)]
[Consciousness: Advanced Level 1 (1,678/2,500)]
[Goldfinger: Master (2503/12500)]
[Sleepy Time Spell: Proficient (385/500)]
[Fire-type Spiritual Root: Medium (388/500)]
[Spouse: Song Huaying (3 stars), Gu Xinyue (3 stars), Wen Zhiyun (2 stars)]
[Progeny: Chen Yuejian]
“Unknowingly, I’ve even cleared more than half of the progress bar for the
Fire-type Spiritual Root.”
Chen An muttered and said, “Unfortunately, for the next four months, this progress bar will not be able to move much.”
He shook his head. He continued to check the various data on the interface, making arrangements to put his plan into action.
After an unknown period of time, Chen An put away the interface and walked out of the alchemy room. He stopped in front of his wife’s door and knocked lightly.
“Ying’er, are you asleep?”
“Not yet, husband.”
His wife’s soft voice came from the room. It was as pleasant as the chirping of a robin, and it made him feel happy.
Chen An pushed the door open and entered. He saw his wife and daughter sitting by the bed, patiently teaching their daughter proper etiquette.
His wife came from an aristocratic family and cared deeply about these things.
However, her daughter, Chen Yuejian, didn’t like these rules about etiquette. She frowned as her mother droned on and on.
“Mother, 1 want to play in the courtyard…”
Chen Yuejian really couldn’t continue learning and said weakly.
Song Huaying decisively rejected her pleas. “You’re a girl. All you think about is going out to play. How can you be so unruly?”
Seeing that her mother could not do it, the young Chen Yuejian decisively chose another path.
She climbed down from the bed and ran to her father’s side. She reached out and grabbed his pants leg. She raised her chubby little face slightly and said pitifully:
“Father, I want to go out to the courtyard to play.”
Chen An took a look. This little girl was amazing. She was only a little more than a year old, but she already knew how to act coquettishly. Her genes were too strong.
Song Huaying carried her daughter back and placed her on the bed. She said sternly,
“It’s useless to look for your father. Let’s see if your father will listen to your mother or you!”
“Ugh—”
Chen Yuejian let out a long cry and looked at her father in front of her with pitiful eyes.
Chen An was in a dilemma. On one side was his wife, and on the other was his daughter. No matter which side he helped, he would be in a difficult position.
After some thought, he could only look at his wife and make a move that killed both birds with one stone.
“Ying’er, I have something to tell you. Let Little Yuejian go out.”
“I’ll listen to you, Husband.”
Song Huaying knew that her husband was covering for her daughter, but she still chose to listen to him without hesitation and unconditionally.
When Chen Yuejian heard this, she immediately beamed with joy. She climbed out of bed and was about to leave.
Chen An grabbed her and reminded her,
“Little Yuejian, don’t run around alone. 1 want to find your Mother Gu or Mother Wen to play with you, understand?”
“Father, I know.”
“I’m glad you know. Go.”
As Chen An spoke, he let go of his daughter and watched as the little girl ran out of the room.
However, he was not really at ease letting his daughter run out alone. Instead, he followed her from afar to see if she would look for her other two mothers.
He followed her and realized that although this little girl was playful, she still knew how to listen to adults.
After coming out of the room, she didn’t run out to the courtyard alone to play. Instead, she ran into Gu Xinyue’s room and called Mother Gu to bring her out to play.
He returned to his wife’s room.
Chen An walked to the bed and sat down. He gently pulled his wife into his arms.
His wife couldn’t help but tremble. She was terrified of what was going to happen next.
It was just that this period of time was too frequent, so frequent that she was a little afraid.
Chen An noticed his wife’s abnormality and felt his heart ache.
He caressed his wife’s face and said gently to her, “Ying’er, I just want to hug you. I won’t do anything else.”
“Husband, I’m sorry…”
Song Huaying’s mood became even more depressed. Her voice gradually became sad as she said, “It’s Ying’er who’s useless. She can’t do anything. She can’t serve her husband as well as Sister Gu. She can’t take care of her daughter as well as Sister Wen. She’s not a qualified wife, much less a qualified mother.”
“Ying’er, you’ve already done very well.”
Chen An gently pressed his face against his wife’s face and comforted her gently.
Song Huaying did not respond, and started sobbing a little.
Chen An wiped the tears from her eyes and said to her,
“Ying’er, I’m thinking of a way to see if I can let you cultivate immortality too, or find some cultivation techniques for mortals for you. Everything will be fine.”
“Ok.”
Song Huaying only responded. She did not have much hope for her husband’s words and treated it as words of comfort.
She knew very well that if mortals could cultivate, there would be no so-called difference between immortal and mortal in this world.
This was simply unrealistic.
Chen An knew that his comforting words just now were very weak, so he wanted to change the topic to comfort him. He asked curiously,
“By the way, Ying’er, can you tell me about the etiquette of the aristocratic families in the mortal world? I’m quite interested in this.”
“As long as you want to hear it, Ying’er will share all she can.” Song Huaying wiped her tears and said.
In the following period of time, under Chen An’s constant questioning, Song Huaying began to teach him social etiquette.
From the general etiquette, to the etiquette of the aristocratic families, to the unique etiquette of her own family, and finally to how she had learned from her mother when she was young.
In the beginning, Song Huaying’s attention was indeed diverted by this topic, and the disappointment in her heart gradually dissipated.
However, when she talked about how she learned etiquette from her mother, her emotions suddenly changed drastically and she could not help but cry.
“Husband, I, I miss Mother. I really, really miss Mother. Boohoo…”
Looking at his wife who was crying in his arms, Chen An’s heart ached. He scolded himself in his heart. Why did he have to ask about social etiquette? Couldn’t he listen to his wife play the piano or the flute?
In the following period of time, Chen An did not say anything to comfort her. He silently hugged his wife and looked at her crying face. He listened to her extremely sad sobs and felt the trembling of her nose.
When his wife was tired of crying and vented her frustrations, he cast a Sleepy Time Spell on her so that she could have a good rest.
Creak—
Chen An pushed the door open and left his wife’s room. He had mixed feelings.
He stopped thinking about it. After informing Wen Zhiyun and Gu Xinyue, he went out alone to the market.
He wanted to buy the ‘Flying Mandarin Ducks’ book from the Treasure Shop and ask Shopkeeper Liu there to see if there were any cultivation techniques that could extend mortals’ lives..