[Swordsmanship +1, Gold Spiritual Root Aptitude +1] x18 [Swordsmanship: Entry Level (18/100)]

[Golden Spiritual Root: Low Grade (18/100)]

The next day, it was just dawn.

Chen An didn't sleep for long, less than half an hour, and then he sat up from the bed.

When he woke up, there was no one beside the bed.

Shen Qingyi is missing.

The mattress also disappeared.

Chen An didn't pay too much attention to these things, his eyes were all on the prompt message in front of him.

"fencing?"

"Golden spiritual roots?"

"Added two attributes at the same time?"

Chen An was a little excited, but more confused.

What is the difference between Shen Qingyi and my three wives and concubines? How can she add two attributes to me? Could it be that swordsmanship and gold spiritual roots are her two most advantageous points?

That should be it.

Chen An explained it roughly this way in his mind, and didn't dwell on it too much.

"Husband, it's time for breakfast."

Gu Xinyue's voice was heard outside the door.

When Chen An heard the voice, he got out of bed without even putting on his clothes, opened the door, and pulled the concubine Bingzhazi outside into the room.

Last night, because Shen Qingyi was still a naive rookie, he couldn't enjoy himself.

About half an hour later.

The couple walked out of the room with a loving look on their faces.

[Spiritual Sense Strength +4] x3 came to the hall outside.

Song Huaying, Wen Zhiyun and Chen Yuejian are all here.

The only person I didn’t see was Shen Qingyi.

Chen An didn't ask any questions. He just spread his spiritual sense and broke through the layers of doors and walls. Finally, he found Shen Qingyi in a room.

At this time, Shen Qingyi was curled up in bed wrapped in a quilt, her hair was a little messy. She was not sleeping, just lying there.

"Husband, how did it feel to stay in Sister Shen's room last night?"

Song Huaying was still as curious as ever. She leaned close to Chen An's ear and asked in a soft voice.

Chen An didn't know how to answer, so he smiled and whispered in her ear: "It's nothing, just like you were back then."

"My husband is annoying!"

Song Huaying said with a look of anger.

Wen Zhiyun, who was standing by, felt a little uncomfortable listening to their conversation, but didn't say much.

She stroked her bulging belly and thought that it would only take another half a month to heal.

After breakfast.

Chen An specially filled a bowl of porridge, walked to Shen Qingyi's door, stopped, knocked on the door and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, I filled you a bowl of spiritual chicken porridge."

"Master Chen, I'm not hungry yet."

Shen Qingyi's soft voice was heard from the room.

Seeing that she had no intention of getting out of bed and opening the door, Chen An did not continue to disturb her. He left a sentence, "If Fellow Daoist Shen is hungry, you can ask Yue'er to make you something to eat," and then left with the porridge.

…

In a blink of an eye.

Half a month passed.

During this period, Shen Qingyi had been hiding in the room and had not come out.

Chen An didn't know what she was thinking and didn't bother her.

Perhaps, you feel embarrassed? You look happy on the outside, but you are actually very shy inside?

We can only wait for Shen Qingyi to tell us the specific answer herself.

This day.

As usual, Chen An was flying on a sword with his daughter in the yard.

I have to fly morning, noon and night.

I felt a little nauseous after flying so much.

However, my daughter is always excited every time.

Chen An was also confused and couldn't understand why this little girl had such a strong addiction.

She is exactly like her mother.

It's all genetic.

More than a quarter of an hour later.

Chen An controlled the flying boat sword and slowly descended.

The daughter gently jumped off the sword, turned around and said with a smile on her face: "Daddy, I want to fly again tomorrow!"

"Okay, I'll continue flying with you tomorrow."

Chen An smiled gently.

At this time, Song Huaying came out of the house and said to Chen Yuejian, "Xiao Yuejian, it's very late, come and wash your face and go to bed."

"good!"

Chen Yuejian responded crisply, then ran towards Song Huaying with her slender legs.

During the past period of time, Chen An has educated and guided his daughter a lot, telling her to listen to her mother. Now it seems to be effective, and the mother and daughter seem to be much closer than before.

"Husband."

Just as Chen An was watching the mother and daughter in front of him go to the bathroom to wash up before bed, Wen Zhiyun walked out of the house, walked up to him and called softly.

Chen An looked at the arrogant concubine in front of him, grabbed her delicate hands and kneaded them, and said softly: "Yun'er, what's wrong?"

"Husband, I am already eight months pregnant."

Wen Zhiyun gently stroked her big belly, her voice sounded gentle as water and full of suggestion.

Chen An understood everything, so he picked her up like a princess and walked into the house, saying as he walked, "Come on, go to your husband's room, and I will give you a massage to nourish your pregnancy."

"Husband, I haven't showered yet, let's go to the bathroom first."

"It's okay, two cleaning charms will solve it."

“What a waste of money…”

"Time is money, and money can't buy time. This money is worth wasting."

As Chen An spoke, he suddenly had an idea and pushed open the door in front of him. He carried Wen Zhiyun towards the bamboo bed and gently put her on the bed, sitting with her back against the headboard.

Then he took out two cleansing talismans, one for himself and one for Wen Zhiyun.

Somehow, Wen Zhiyun became particularly proactive tonight. As soon as she cleaned herself up, she immediately raised her fair and smooth arms to hook around Chen An's neck, and said with a sweet breath, "Husband, please stay here tonight."

"Okay, then I'll tell Ying'er."

Chen An took out the sound transmission talisman and said something to Song Huaying.

Then he turned around and gently blew out the candle on the table, and he and Wen Zhiyun both fell on the bamboo bed covered with cotton pads.

"Wait a minute, I have a question for you."

Wen Zhiyun suddenly held down Chen An's restless hands, preventing him from going any further.

"Go and light the candle again, and then look me in the eye."

"Okay, that's it."

Chen An lit the candle, returned to the bed, did as Wen Zhiyun said, and looked at her.

Wen Zhiyun looked into Chen An's eyes and asked with her red lips slightly parted, "Who do you think is prettier, me or Fellow Daoist Shen?"

Chen An said without hesitation: "You look good."

"You didn't lie to me?"

"I didn't lie to you."

Chen An looked sincere and continued, "Not only are you more handsome than Shen Daoyou, but your figure is also more slender and attractive than hers. You are the most charming fairy I have ever seen."

Wen Zhiyun was happy to hear that, but she still spoke in her usual hypocritical tone, "You are so slick, you must be lying again. You must have said the same thing to Ying'er, Yue'er, and Fellow Daoist Shen."

"No, I only said this to you, Yun'er."

Chen An did not lie, he spoke the truth.

Wen Zhiyun raised her eyebrows, feeling delighted, but she still continued to ask:

"real?"

"real."

Chen An was still sincere, and he was thinking that he would say the same thing to Song Huaying, Gu Xinyue, and Shen Qingyi when he went to their rooms in the future.

Wen Zhiyun was sure that Chen An was not lying, and said to him with affectionate eyes: "Humph, you are sensible, so I will give you a good night. You can do everything I didn't allow you to do before tonight."

"Yun'er, not only are you more beautiful than Shen Daoyou, not only are you more graceful than her, but your personality is also more charming than hers."

"Don't give me that. Your flattery is too fake. Blow out the candle quickly before I regret it."

Wen Zhiyun pinched Chen An lightly, asking him to move faster and stop dillydallying.

Chen An didn't waste any more words. He had licked this arrogant concubine enough and it was time to get down to business. He turned back and blew out the candle again, with a loving look on his face to enhance the relationship between husband and wife.

…

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it was several days later.

Chen An sat up from the bed, and on a thought, he recalled the results of his hard work over the past few days.

[Fire Spiritual Root Qualification +3] x38 [Fire Spiritual Root: Top Grade (502/2500)]

"Finally, I have a top-grade fire spirit root. The Dan Fire I stimulated should be able to efficiently refine spirit stones for cultivation."

Thinking of this, Chen An felt slightly excited.

Then he didn't waste any more time, quickly got dressed, got out of bed and went to the alchemy room, to try to refine the spirit stones for cultivation.

Alchemy room.

Chen An closed the doors and windows tightly.

He found a random place to sit down, took out a top-grade spirit stone, and with a thought, a ball of deep purple pill fire was born, which began to refine and absorb the spirit stone in his hand.

One day later.

The top-grade spirit stone has been completely refined.

It transformed into strands of spiritual energy and all flowed into the body without any loss.

“Huh~”

Chen An took a deep breath, and after feeling the abundant spiritual power in his body, a smile of relief appeared on his face.

It worked.

A piece of top-grade spirit stone can be refined in one day.

As long as there are enough spirit stones.

The speed of practice will be greatly improved in the future.

…

In the next half month.

Apart from being affectionate with his wives and concubines, Chen An spent almost the entire day in the alchemy room refining spirit stones and practicing.

The top-grade spirit stone has been refined.

Then he began to refine the medium-grade spirit stone.

In just ten days, he had almost squandered all the spirit stones he had earned from the evil people in the Bamboo Leaf Gang, and his savings were instantly depleted.

However, Chen An did not feel the slightest bit of heartache.

Some even want to sell everything they have to continue spending money on cultivation.

Because the speed of cultivation is too fast.

It's so fast that it's addictive.

In less than a month, his cultivation level had broken through from the second level of foundation building to the third level.

【Name: Chen An】

[Cultivation: Foundation Building Level 3]

[Alchemy: Second Level Elementary (7756/12500)]

[Spiritual Consciousness: Second Level Primary (6987/12500)]

[Various spells: omitted...]

[Fire Spiritual Root: Top Grade (633/2500)]

[Spouse: Song Huaying (4 stars), Gu Xinyue (4 stars), Wen Zhiyun (3 stars), Shen Qingyi (not married yet)]

[Descendants: Chen Yuejian (2 stars), Unnamed (mid-August)]

"Yes, the progress is as rapid as ever."

Chen An looked at the panel carefully and was inspired by the various progress bars that had skyrocketed.

Soon, his eyes fell on Shen Qingyi in the spouse attribute column.

Suddenly I remembered that I haven’t looked at Shen Qingyi’s panel yet.

So an idea came to his mind, and he called up Shen Qingyi's attribute panel to check.

[Name: Shen Qingyi]

[Cultivation: Foundation Building Level 4]

[Attributes: Chivalrous and brave, hates evil]

[Emotion: 0 stars (not yet rated)]

Chen An's gaze fell to the lowest level of affection and saw the words "not yet reached" after the brackets, and he couldn't help feeling confused.

What does that mean? Not yet qualified? Does it mean that I got her body but not her heart? Thinking of this, Chen An felt an inexplicable sense of frustration.

I am so handsome and such a nice person, but Shen Qingyi has no feelings for me at all? Is it true that I am not interested in love between men and women?

"no!"

"We must win her heart!"

Chen An's competitive spirit took over and he couldn't accept the fact that he failed to attract Shen Qingyi.

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PS: Putting out the bowl, asking for monthly votes and recommendation votes!

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