Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

Chapter 82 - 82: Tears of Joy

Chapter 82: Tears of Joy

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Not long after, the two of them came out of the fitting room.

Outside, Wen Zhiyun and Gu Xinyue’s eyes lit up when they saw Song Huaying in a pink dress. They felt that Song Huaying was so beautiful.

However, in the next second, when they saw Chen An come out, the two women could not help but blush.

Among them, Wen Zhiyun slapped Chen An’s arm and whispered in his ear, “You bastard, aren’t you embarrassed?!”

Chen An looked at the fierce-looking hard-to-get concubine in front of him and decisively grabbed her hand to pull her into the changing room. As he pulled, he said, “It’s normal for me to help you change into new clothes. Why are you so shy? You even have to lower your voice.”

“Do you want to die? Let go of me.”

Wen Zhiyun was so anxious that her face turned red, but she didn’t dare to speak too loudly, afraid that she would attract the attention of others.

She had no choice but to be pulled in.

A moment later, the two of them came out.

Wen Zhiyun walked towards the teahouse opposite without a word.

She was a little thirsty.

Soon, Wen Zhiyun returned and raised her hand to slap Chen An on the back.

She hit him hard. There was a loud slap.

Chen An refused to admit that he had benefited. He was willing to be beaten up and smiled without saying anything.

At this moment, a voice sounded at the entrance of the shop.

“Eh, what a coincidence, Alchemist Chen. You’re also in the market?”

The voice was very familiar. It was Pan Hui’s voice.

Chen An looked at the door and saw Pan Hui and Shen Qingyi.

The two of them were holding a spiritual fruit and candied hawthorn in their hands. They stood outside the door cutely, as if they were passing by.

“Fellow Cultivator Pan.”

“Fellow Cultivator Shen.”

Chen An greeted them with a smile.

When the three wives saw this, they immediately sized up Pan Hui and Shen Qingyi. When they saw that apart from Shen Qingyi’s ordinary figure, her appearance was not inferior to theirs at all, they could not help but think of the word “concubine”.

This woman, who was dressed in black and had her hair tied up high, had a valiant aura. Could it be that her husband had taken a fancy to her as a concubine?

The three wives thought at the same time.

On the other side, Pan Hui and Shen Qingyi were also sizing up Chen An’s three wives. They could not help but be shocked by their looks and figures. They thought that these three beautiful women were really lucky.

“Father, I want to eat candied hawthorn.”

Chen Yuejian looked at the candied fruits in Pan Hui and Shen Qingyi’s hands and couldn’t help but swallow her saliva. Her face was filled with desire.

Seeing this, Shen Qingyi handed the candied hawthorn she had yet to eat to Chen Yuejian and smiled. “Little girl, this skewer of candied hawthorn is for you.”

Chen Yuejian timidly reached out and took it.

Chen An stroked her head and said, “Little Yuejian, see you. Aren’t you going to thank Sister Shen?”

“Thank you, Sister Shen.”

Chen Yuejian said in a childish voice.

Shen Qingyi looked at Chen Yuejian and smiled. Then, she said to Chen An, “Alchemist Chen, your daughter looks very delicate.”

“That’s true. She inherited her mother’s looks very well.” Chen An smiled and said.

“Alchemist Chen, Pan Hui and 1 still have something on, so we’ll leave first. Let’s catch up again soon.”

“Okay, take care.”

After a brief conversation, Shen Qingyi quickly left with Pan Hui.

She knew that Chen An did not want to get close to her, so she cooperated with Chen An and distanced herself from him. She did not want to add to Chen An’s worries.

During this period, Chen An’s three wives did not take the initiative to speak from the beginning to the end. They sensibly played the role of little women.

After Shen Qingyi and Pan Hui walked away, Song Huaying asked curiously, “Husband, what’s your relationship with those two sisters?”

“It’s not a big deal. She’s just a Fellow Cultivator who 1 chatted with when I was refining pills in the Treasure Hall. I’m not familiar with them. We’re just acquaintances.”

“Husband, that sister in black just now looked so valiant. Didn’t you say before that you wanted to take in another concubine? Why don’t you work hard and take her in?”

Song Huaying said with beautiful eyes.

When Chen An heard this, he frowned and reminded Song Huaying with a solemn expression, “Ying’er, the sister you’re talking about is a disciple of the Xuanhuang Sect. At the same time, she’s also the fiancee of the Bamboo Leaf Gang’s leader. Be careful with your words!”

When Song Huaying heard that, her expression could not help but change slightly. She knew that she had said something wrong and immediately covered her cherry-like mouth instinctively.

After a while, she let go and said apologetically, “Husband, Ying’er knows her mistake. I definitely won’t speak nonsense outside in the future.”

“Yes, be careful in the future.”

Chen An did not reprimand his wife. He only said this calmly.

His wife was such a smart person. She would reflect on herself. He did not need to criticize her too much.

They left through the streets of the market.

Back at home in Green Willow Alley.

At this moment, the sky was already turning dark.

Song Huaying accompanied her daughter, Gu Xinyue went to cook.

Wen Zhiyun returned to her room to cultivate.

Chen An went to look for his daughter and asked her to take a nap before eating.

[You used the Sleepy Time Spell on your daughter, Chen Yuejian. Let her sleep soundly. Sleepy Time Spell proficiency +1.]

[Sleepy Time Spell: Proficient (466/500)]

“I’m still 34 experience points short.”

Chen An muttered. He planned to let his daughter sleep once a day in the morning, noon, and night in the future.

In that case, the Sleepy Time Spell would be upgraded in 12 days.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Today was an important day for Deacon Li of the Treasure Pavilion to come and inspect the Spirit Concentration Pills.

Whether Chen An could join the Treasure Pavilion depended on the results of today’s inspection.

As long as he passed this stage, the subsequent process would basically be stable.

After breakfast, Chen An went out early and came to the Treasure Hall.

He sat inside and chatted with Shopkeeper Liu for a while.

Soon, Deacon Li arrived.

“Deacon Li, I’ve already refined 2,000 Spirit Concentration Pills, including the photographic stone. I’ll have to trouble you to check later.”

As Chen An spoke, he took out a medium-grade spirit stone from his sleeve and handed it over. His face was filled with a kind smile.

Deacon Li took the spirit stones and patted Chen An’s shoulder. He smiled and said, “Alchemist Chen’s alchemy skills are so superb. He’s basically stable. I’ll bring these 2,000 Spirit Concentration Pills and these 14 photographic stones back later to take a good look. I’ll try my best to work overtime and read them in seven days. I’ll tell you the results then.”

“Then I’ll have to trouble Deacon Li.”

Chen An said with a smile, thinking that he was safe.

At the same time, at Pan Hui’s house.

Sect Master Zhu sat at the tea table and sipped his tea with a faint smile on his face.

Pan Hui, who was sitting opposite him, was so nervous that her hands were trembling.

“Fellow Cultivator Pan, don’t be nervous.”

“Sect Master Zhu, why did you come to my house…”

Pan Hui was so nervous that her palms were sweating. Recently, she had been badmouthing Sect Master Zhu in front of Shen Qingyi every day. Now that he was right in front of her, she instinctively felt guilty.

Sect Master Zhu put down the teacup in his hand. A medicinal pill slipped out of his sleeve and landed on his hand. He flicked his finger at Pan Hui’s slightly open mouth and shot it in with a puff.

“Cough… cough cough!”

Pan Hui coughed dryly. When she reacted, she wanted to spit out the medicinal pill, but the medicinal pill melted in her mouth and instantly turned into countless thin streams that fused into her body.

“Sect Master Zhu, what… what did you feed me?”

“It’s no big deal. It’s just a poisonous pill.”

“W-why?”

“Fellow Cultivator Pan, this poisonous pill was just developed by a second-grade Alchemist under me. Currently, only I have the antidote.”

“What… what exactly do you want to do?”

Pan Hui’s face was filled with fear. She was so terrified that she could not even speak smoothly.

Sect Master Zhu smiled harmlessly. “Fellow Cultivator Pan, do you want your husband to come back from the battlefield?”

“If you want that, 1’11 come and find you in about a month. At that time, you just have to listen to my orders.”

“During this period, I hope you can improve your relationship with Qingyi.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Sect Master Zhu’s figure instantly disappeared on the spot.

Pan Hui was stunned for a long time. In the next second, she heaved a sigh of relief and panted heavily.

She was too afraid. She was too afraid that Sect Master Zhu would kill her if he disagreed!

Fortunately, none of this happened.

“Husband, you’re still alive…”

After calming down for a moment, Pan Hui looked out of the window in a daze. Two clear tears slowly fell from her face, and she cried tears of joy..