Chen An sat on the edge of the bed with a mixed expression of joy and worry on his face.

Joy is that the attribute of spiritual consciousness is very difficult to improve, and the process of improvement is very painful, but he can improve it by just having fun with Gu Xinyue.

His worry was that he could not gain alchemy experience from Gu Xinyue. In this case, it would be difficult for him to break through to the first-level advanced alchemist before the child was born.

"Alas, it is always difficult to have everything in life."

Chen An sighed in his heart.

Then he stopped thinking about it and turned his gaze back to the beautiful concubine beside him.

At this time, Gu Xinyue was facing away from him, covering herself with a quilt, embarrassed to see others. Her delicate body was very hot in the quilt, and she trembled when she was accidentally touched, and she seemed to be very nervous.

When doing anything, you will be nervous at the beginning, but you will get nervous after doing it a few more times.

Judging from the monks' physical fitness, there shouldn't be any problem even if this happens a few more times.

Thinking of this, Chen An asked Gu Xinyue to turn around again and wanted to have a long talk with her all night.

[Spiritual Strength +1]

[Spiritual Strength +1]

[Spiritual Strength +1]

【……】

It was not until midnight that Chen An stopped training his spiritual power. He lay on his side and held Gu Xinyue in his arms. He stroked her soft white hair and told her the love words he had said to Song Huaying before.

However, the effect doesn't look very good, and no prompt message of emotion +1 appears.

Chen An thought that either Gu Xinyue's personality was really cold, or he didn't show any sympathy to her just now, which caused her to feel resentful.

…

Time flies.

As I opened and closed my eyes, I could hear the sound of roosters crowing.

Chen An woke up and glanced out the window. It was still dim and the sun had just risen.

"Ying'er was really wronged last night. I have to go and see her."

After covering Gu Xinyue with a thin quilt, Chen An quickly got dressed and got out of bed. He pushed the door open and went to the woodshed to see if his wife was sleeping well.

As soon as he left, Gu Xinyue, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, opened her eyes and touched her body that had been loved last night, feeling mixed emotions.

After the torrid sex last night, she didn't sleep the whole night.

It’s not that I don’t want to sleep, but that I can’t sleep.

I have always slept alone since I was a child, and suddenly there was someone next to my pillow. It was difficult for me to adapt for a while.

"In the future...will I have to give birth to children for my husband?"

When Gu Xinyue thought of Song Huaying’s big belly, she couldn’t help but feel a little scared.

But at the same time, she had a glimmer of longing.

Longing to have a family again, with family that I love and that loves me.

…

On the other side, in the backyard.

Chen An gently pushed open the door of the woodshed and found that Song Huaying was not inside.

He was a little confused, and immediately opened his spiritual sense awkwardly. He walked around the house for a while, and then saw Song Huaying's petite figure in the kitchen.

At this time, Song Huaying, with a big belly, was humming a song while making breakfast in the kitchen, looking very virtuous.

"Ying'er, how did you sleep last night?"

Chen An walked up to Song Huaying and hugged her from behind, gently stroking her bulging belly with his hands, and asked her intimately while leaning against her little face.

Song Huaying stirred the porridge in the pot and said with a sweet smile:

"I slept well, but I felt a little lonely. My husband, you must make it up to me later."

"No need to wait, your husband will make it up to you right now."

"Hey wait, go... go to the woodshed~"

After one stick of incense.

[Alchemy experience +2]

Looking at the prompt message "Alchemy Experience +2", Chen An suddenly thought of something.

Gu Xinyue’s strength is her spiritual awareness, and having sex with her will enhance the strength of her spiritual awareness.

And having sex with Song Huaying improves her alchemy experience. Does this mean that she has a certain talent for alchemy?

Chen An felt that this was very possible, but unfortunately it was almost impossible to verify.

Because Song Huaying is not a cultivator, she cannot circulate spiritual energy in her body and therefore cannot make pills.

But I would like to let her help me make pills in the future, and I would feel that way.

Well, it's just that maybe she needs to further improve her physical strength.

Otherwise, the alchemy room would be too stuffy and her delicate body would definitely not be able to bear it.

When the child is born, you can let her practice martial arts to strengthen her body through the principles of qi and blood, and at the same time prolong her life.

"Husband, I'll make some more side dishes for the porridge, you go and call Sister Gu to get up."

Song Huaying spoke softly as she lowered her head to tidy up her slightly messy clothes.

Chen An nodded and said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Ying'er."

After saying that, he took the cooked pot of porridge to the hall, and then went to call Gu Xinyue to get up.

The three of them sat in the hall and ate breakfast together.

Gu Xinyue was very quiet. She drank her porridge with her head down in silence the whole time, showing no intention of chatting.

In contrast, the old couple next to them were just chatting about everything.

Talk from south to north, from east to west.

Gu Xinyue looked on with some envy and wanted to interrupt and join in several times, but in the end she succumbed to her reserve.

Soon, all three of them were full.

Chen An’s cultivation level was relatively high, so he ate mostly with his wives and concubines, and did not eat much himself.

He just drank a bowl of porridge, and when he felt it was about time, he got up and left to go to the alchemy room to make medicine.

Wait until he leaves.

Song Huaying immediately moved the chair to sit next to Gu Xinyue and asked curiously:

"Sister Gu, how did you feel last night?"

"fine."

“…”

Song Huaying fell silent.

Yes, he is a monk, how can his body be as fragile as mine as a mortal?

Alas, now that I have a fairy by my side, I don’t know if my husband will still be obsessed with me in the future.

Song Huaying became anxious.

…

Time passed quickly and before I knew it, it was already afternoon.

Chen An stayed in the alchemy room for half a day, then went to the market to set up a stall and sell for half a day, and finally made a net profit of a quarter of a low-grade spirit stone.

If calculated on a monthly basis, this means that one can earn more than 7 low-grade spirit stones.

But a month ago, when his business was good, he could earn 7 low-grade spirit stones in a single day.

There is no harm without comparison.

But there is no way around it. After all, since the blood demon rebellion was quelled, the prices of items such as elixirs, talismans, weapons, etc. have fallen back to normal levels and are no longer as profitable as before.

To be honest, Chen An really missed the days when he could carry money in a snakeskin bag.

Although it was very chaotic at that time, I really made money.

Don't think about it anymore.

Chen An quickly packed up his stall, but did not rush home. Instead, he walked straight to the market.

I was thinking of going there to buy a gift for each of my two wives and concubines.

It’s still the same stall that sells accessories.

Chen An took a look around and finally bought two hairpins carved with green lotus patterns after careful selection.

It is not expensive and can be bought with silver, but the workmanship is very exquisite and very popular with women.

Chen An hurried home before it got dark.

Just a few days ago, the late Qi Refining deacon who was in charge of the cheap area withdrew, and most of the middle Qi Refining cultivators in the patrol team also left.

Gradually, the public security in the cheap area became worse again.

Although there were no murders or robberies, there were many cases of petty thefts.

If this trend continues, it is only a matter of time before murder and robbery occur.

The reason for this is that the relationship between the Bamboo Leaf Gang, which is responsible for managing the Bamboo Leaf Forest, and the rival gang Black Iron Villa has become tense, and a war may break out at any time between the two sides in order to seize the mineral resources.

Therefore, many members of the Bamboo Leaf Gang have been called up and transferred to the front line to prepare for war, and have no time to take care of the public security in the cheap area.

"I didn't expect that right after the blood demon disaster, a gang war would come. I don't know if the price of elixirs will skyrocket again."

Chen An analyzed the situation all the way home.

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that the price of the elixir would probably not go up.

Because the Bamboo Leaf Gang is a large gang, it must have a lot of elixirs stored within it.

Even if the reserves are insufficient and they need to purchase from the alchemists in the bamboo forest, the price will definitely be the same as usual, and may even be lowered.

After all, the Bamboo Leaf Gang is the owner of the Bamboo Leaf Forest. If the alchemists living there dare to raise the price, they will probably be killed the next day.

The world of cultivating immortals is not a peaceful era. If someone is stronger than you, they can really kill you at will.

When things are going better, we can still negotiate a purchase with you, and at most we may lower the price for you.

When the situation becomes critical, they will rob you of your things in a matter of minutes, and even capture you as cannon fodder. If you resist, they will chop you to pieces on the spot to serve as a warning to others.

"Well, I hope these two gangs don't fight each other."

"Otherwise, once the flames of war spread, low-level monks like me will probably have no peace in their lives again."

Chen An thought with a worried look on his face.

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