"The third level of Qi Refining..."

Looking at the cultivation level displayed on the spirit stone, Chen An's face was full of unwillingness.

When he first came here, he relied on the fact that he was a time traveler and set himself a small goal of building a foundation in ten years.

As a result, more than 30 years passed in the blink of an eye, but his cultivation was stuck at the third level of Qi Refining and could not go any further.

With such low talent, there is no hope for him to build a foundation in this lifetime.

"Alas, since the road to immortality is difficult, let me just live an ordinary life for the rest of my life."

"Marry a beautiful and capable wife, have a few more children to carry on the bloodline, and enjoy the happiness of family life."

"In this way, my life has not been in vain."

With this idea of ​​lying down and letting things go, Chen An couldn't wait to go out to the town.

I was thinking of asking the matchmaker in town to see if there are any good girls to introduce me to, so that I can get my life-long event done today.

…

Qingshi Town, Xunhua Street.

Relying on his memory, Chen An walked straight to the matchmaker's house.

When passing by a brothel, I heard a pleasant song coming from inside: "Yixiangyuan, girl Hua~~~"

"The elder brother earns money, the younger brother spends it~~~"

"The younger sister earns money, and the older sister spends it~~~"

Accompanied by some guzheng harmonies, it sounds quite unique.

The lyrics don't make any sense, it feels like they're just for the sake of being catchy.

After listening for a while, Chen An felt bored, shook his head and was about to leave.

Just then, a loud noise suddenly came from the side alley of the brothel.

"Wow, I don't want to be an oiran..."

"She is so pretty and proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. It would be a pity if she didn't become an oiran."

"It would be better to kill me than to let me become an oiran, wuwuwuwuwuwu..."

"If you keep crying, I'll make you a whore tonight!"

“Wuwuwuwu…”

Chen An looked in the direction of the crying sound and saw a young girl sitting on the ground crying in the other side of the alley.

Beside her stood several burly men and a beautiful woman with heavy makeup, who looked like someone from a brothel.

Chen An thought that this girl was most likely sold by her family and would rather die than obey.

As he thought about it, his eyes fell on the girl and he looked at her carefully.

She is not very old and her face looks a little immature, but her figure is very attractive with a curvy figure.

Seeing this, Chen An had an idea about the girl in his mind, and walked towards the alley.

He walked straight to the beautiful woman, stopped, took out a tael of gold, handed it to her, and asked, "Excuse me, what's the situation with this little girl?"

The beautiful woman wanted to curse at Chen An and tell him to stop interfering in her business.

But when he saw the gold he handed over, he immediately became enthusiastic and said:

"You are talking about this little girl. She is the daughter of the Song family in town. Just because someone in her family offended a monk, her whole family was slaughtered."

"She was lucky enough to survive because of her outstanding appearance, and was sold here for money."

Well, the whole family was wiped out, it was tragic, but Chen An felt no emotion when he heard it.

He has lived in this world where the strong prey on the weak for nearly forty years.

I have seen too many inhumane things during this period and have long been numb to the cruelty here.

Let alone annihilating a small family, even if the entire Qingshi Town was wiped out, I'm afraid no one would dare to say a word against that cultivator.

After all, this is the world of immortal cultivation, and the cultivators are all high and mighty.

In comparison, no matter they are royal relatives or children of aristocratic families, as long as they are mortals, they are all as lowly as ants, their lives are worthless, and when they die, they die, and no one will care at all.

"I wonder if the daughter of the Song family is still a virgin now?"

"Sir, are you trying to redeem her?"

"Well, name a price."

"This Song family's daughter is outstanding in appearance, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is also a virgin. She is worth at least a hundred taels of gold."

One hundred taels of gold, no more, no less, exactly equal to the value of a low-grade spirit stone.

Without even thinking twice, Chen An took out a low-grade spirit stone from his pocket and threw it to the beautiful woman, saying calmly, "I want this Song family's daughter."

"Spirit Stone?!"

The beautiful woman's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

I was shocked that Chen An, a man dressed in plain clothes, was actually a high-ranking monk! You can't judge a person by his appearance.

Chen An did not take back the spirit stone, but directly took the daughter of the Song family and left the alley.

…

On the way back, the two chatted all the way.

"What's your name?"

"My surname is Song, and my name is Huaying."

“It sounds nice.”

"Is the young master a fairy master?"

"Um."

Chen An responded carefully, speaking with all his words.

But I was smiling bitterly in my heart.

An immortal master? He was just a dreamer who wanted to pursue immortality but was completely defeated by reality.

The only thing I can be proud of is that I have learned the skill of alchemy, so when I go out, my fellow Taoists can look up to me and call me Master Chen.

Song Huaying didn't know her benefactor was thinking all this, so she dared to look up at his handsome face with an air of immortality, and her face turned red. She lowered her head and said shyly, "Master, I have no way to repay your kindness in this lifetime, so I'm afraid I can only pledge my love to you..."

Chen An smiled and said nothing, thinking that being handsome was good, he wouldn't have to be told by beautiful women to work like a slave in the next life.

…

Walk more than ten miles.

The two came to a forest with rich spiritual energy and walked in.

This place is called Zhuyelin, a famous residence for independent cultivators. It is protected by a great foundation-building master and anyone can move in as long as they pay.

Many low-level monks live here, using money to buy protection.

Among them is Chen An.

Soon, the two of them stopped in front of a slightly shabby wooden house.

This is Chen An’s home in the bamboo forest, which he built with his own hands.

The reason why they built it by themselves was because the bamboo forest only provided land for shelter but not housing, so the independent cultivators living in it had to build their own houses.

“Crack—”

Chen An walked forward, pushed open the wooden door, and walked in with Song Huaying behind him.

"Sit anywhere. I'll make you a pot of hot tea."

"Thank you, Master."

Song Huaying said somewhat stiffly.

Originally, she wanted to take the initiative to make tea. After all, Chen Angui was an immortal master, and a mortal like her should be the one serving him.

But she had just walked more than ten miles of mountain roads as a mortal body, and her legs and feet were so sore that she could not stand up again after sitting down.

Soon, the tea was ready.

Chen An poured a cup for Song Huaying and said directly, "Ying'er, I redeemed you from Yixiangyuan because I want to marry you. Are you willing?"

Song Huaying shuddered slightly when she heard that. She thought she was going to be a maid, but she didn't expect that she was going to be a wife. It felt like a dream.

After a moment of recovery, she lowered her head shyly and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "It is Ying'er's blessing to marry the immortal master..."

"Then let's get married now without further delay."

Chen An did not pretend to be a gentleman. He went through the marriage process simply and quickly, and could not wait to spend the bridal chamber with his young wife before dark.

Song Huaying was still a virgin and felt a little overwhelmed about the bridal chamber. She could only cover her face and let him pick her lips the whole time.

About half an incense stick of time later, both of them became real adults.

[Alchemy experience +1]

What? Chen An was stunned for a moment as he looked at the words that suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Then the next second, another panel popped up in front of him.

【Name: Chen An】

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 3]

[Alchemy: First-level elementary level (19/100)]

[Spouse: Song Huaying]

[Offspring: None]

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