She is in her early twenties, with fair skin, tall figure, snow-white hair and red eyes, just like the white-haired and red-eyed heroines that are common in the two-dimensional anime in her previous life.

Overall, she's a rare beauty.

"Tell me about your father's situation."

Chen An had no intention of going out to see the patient, so he just stood there in the room and spoke.

The female cultivator wiped the tears from her face and said, "My father was poisoned by fire when he was young. His body temperature has always been high and he often feels dizzy. But just now it was particularly serious. He fainted from the heat. Now he is lying unconscious on the bed. His vitality is getting weaker and weaker. Master Chen, please save my father."

After listening to this, Chen An lowered his head and began to think. After a while, he said, "Wait a moment. I'll get you some pills. Maybe they can help relieve your father's condition."

A moment later he returned with a frosted vial in his hand.

It contains a rare medicine called the Heat-Relief Pill, which can quickly lower body temperature after taking it.

The reason why it is rare is that this kind of elixir was developed by him in the past, and is only used as air conditioning in the summer.

Apart from this, there is no other use.

There was no way. The summer in the world of immortal cultivation was simply too hot. The indigenous residents had been accustomed to the heat since childhood, but as an outsider, he could not adapt at all.

"Take this bottle of pills back and give it to your father to try. You can only take one pill at a time. The effect of one pill will last for a whole day."

"Thank you, thank you Master Chen!"

"Don't thank me yet. I have to pay for it. There are 100 pills in this bottle. I will give you one low-grade spirit stone for free."

Chen An didn't see that the other person was good-looking, so he gave away the elixir he had worked so hard to make for free.

In this world of immortal cultivation where anyone who does not work for himself will be punished by heaven and earth, he only recognizes money, not people, and beautiful women are of no use to him.

"Master Chen, I have no money..."

The female cultivator's voice became much softer as she spoke.

The high rent in recent months has already wiped out all her family's savings over the years.

Now her family can only barely maintain their expenses, and sometimes they even have more expenses than income for a few days. They can't even afford a low-grade spirit stone to buy pills.

"Then take this medicine back to your father and let him take it. We can talk about the money later."

"Thank you, thank you Master Chen!"

The female cultivator knelt down to thank Chen An with great gratitude. After thanking him, she immediately took the bottle of medicine and ran home, anxious to give the medicine to her fainted father.

Looking at the graceful figure of the female cultivator walking away, Chen An was not worried that she would not repay her debt.

First, the other party’s house is just across the street, so you can go to collect the debt at any time.

Second, the summer-heat-relieving pills are not expensive, and the cost is only a few taels of silver. If you lose money, it’s just a loss, and the loss won’t be much.

The reason why he dared to set a high price for a low-grade spirit stone was because he made this thing himself and it was not sold on the market at all.

Since it is an exclusive elixir, you can set any price you want.

There is no business without fraud, that's generally the case.

When I returned to the room, my wife was already awake, having been woken up by the knocking and shouting of the female cultivator.

"Husband, what happened outside just now? I seemed to hear a woman crying."

"Nothing, it's just that the female cultivator who lives across the street and often comes out to urinate came to me and cried, saying that her father's old illness relapsed and he fainted, and asked me to help her."

"Is it serious?"

"I don't know. I didn't see the patient. I just asked about her condition and gave her a bottle of medicine."

After saying that, Chen An hesitated for a moment and then said, "By the way, Ying'er, I have something I want to tell you."

"My dear, what is it?"

"That female cultivator had no money to buy elixirs, and she said that if I could save her father, she would become my concubine."

“…”

After hearing this, Song Huaying fell silent.

What is coming will eventually come.

She was not a naive person. She knew that her husband would take a concubine sooner or later, and she had already prepared herself mentally.

But despite all the preparations, when the day finally came, she still felt very uncomfortable.

After a moment's silence.

Song Huaying pursed her lips and asked nervously, "Husband, do you agree?"

She was afraid that Chen An would agree.

Because the female cultivator who lived across the street was a fairy, she didn't know how she, as a mortal, should get along with her in the future.

After all, the youth of mortals only lasts a dozen or twenty years, while that of fairies can remain unchanged for decades, or even remain young forever.

When the day comes when I become old and ugly, and there is a fairy concubine who is as beautiful as a flower by my side as a comparison, will my husband still look at me?

Song Huaying felt uneasy about this.

Chen An comforted her by saying, "I did not agree to her marriage, and even if I did, you are still my wife, and she is my concubine."

"Husband..."

Song Huaying's eyes were full of affection.

Chen An knew that his young wife was lacking a sense of security and wanted to please him in this way in order to increase her value and consolidate her position.

[You promise to love her forever, love +10, alchemy experience +2. ]

…

There was suddenly a noise outside the house.

Song Huaying was curious, so she pulled her husband, who had just come out of the alchemy room, to the window to join in the fun.

Later, a couple was seen arguing in the street.

"My dear husband, I have dedicated my entire youth to you. How can you be so heartless to me?"

"Are you annoying, you yellow-faced woman? I have been very kind to you, a mere mortal, for so many years. Get out of this house now!"

"Husband!"

"If you make any more noise, I'll beat you to death and bury you!"

“…”

Under the intimidation of the male cultivator, the old and ugly woman could only leave with a look of despair on her face.

Looking at the scene outside the window, Song Huaying felt very involved in the scene and her whole face turned pale in an instant.

Chen An, who was standing aside, was already used to this and was not surprised at all.

Male cultivators dislike their old and ugly mortal wives. This kind of thing happens frequently in the lower levels of the immortal cultivation world.

The reason is that female cultivators are only willing to form Taoist partnerships with male cultivators who have higher cultivation levels than themselves, and they won't even look at male cultivators who have the same or lower cultivation levels than themselves.

Therefore, lower-level male cultivators have no choice but to marry mortal women.

But ordinary women have a fatal flaw: their youth lasts only a short ten to twenty years.

Once a girl grows old and ugly, she will often be ruthlessly abandoned by the lower-level male cultivators, who will then find a young and tender girl in her twenties to have fun with her every night.

Ruthless? Very ruthless.

But in this lower-level world of immortal cultivation where the law of the jungle is advocated and a sense of responsibility is extremely lacking, this is a perfectly normal thing.

After all, no matter how low-level a male cultivator is, he is still an immortal in the eyes of ordinary women, high above them and insolent.

And they would only regard ordinary women as disposable items to be thrown away after use.

There are very few cultivators like Chen An who are willing to love their mortal wives.

"My dear husband, if I grow old and no longer pretty, will you still take me in?"

Song Huaying looked at Chen Fan pitifully and asked.

Chen An said without hesitation: "Yes."

"Really?"

"real."

"Husband, let's go take a nap."

[Alchemy experience +2]

…

In a blink of an eye, it was already night.

The couple had fallen asleep.

Suddenly, there was a burst of discussion outside the house.

"Oh, why do you have to be so pessimistic?"

"It's really unlucky. Why die right next door to my house when there are so many other places to die."

"Go away, go away, there's nothing to see here, stop gathering in front of my house!"

“…”

Song Huaying was a light sleeper and was woken up.

She sat up from the bed in a daze, walked to the window curiously and looked outside to see what was going on.

I never expected that this sight almost made me depressed.

The woman who was kicked out of her home during the day died.

Taking advantage of the dead of night, she hanged herself in front of the home of the unfaithful man, Nan Xiu, as if in revenge.

After seeing such a tragic scene, the sense of security that Song Huaying had finally gained from her sexual intercourse with her husband disappeared in an instant.

She first fell into deep thought, then quickly returned to the bed, woke up Chen An and said:

"My dear husband, if the fairy who lives across the street asks you to be my concubine next time, you should agree to it."

"Um?"

Chen An was stunned, thinking he was dreaming.

Song Huaying figured it out.

Rather than waiting until she is old and ugly and her husband is no longer infatuated with her, she would choose to take a concubine and find a new love, where she would not be able to fit in and would be excluded.

It would be better to let her husband take a concubine while she is still young and beautiful and her husband is still very infatuated with her, so that he will feel that he owes her. Then, as his legal wife, she can become sisters with the concubines and establish good relationships with them, thus killing two birds with one stone.

In this way, even when I am old in the future and my husband is no longer obsessed with me, I can still be a member of the family, a good sister to all my husband's wives and concubines, and even their guide when they served my husband in bed.

…

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(End of this chapter)