Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

"Steward Zhang is missing?"

When Chen An heard this news, he couldn't help but frown slightly, and his face showed some astonishment.

His expression was not deliberate and looked very natural.

The leader of the Bamboo Leaf Gang Cultivators was a middle-aged man in white. He had been observing Chen An's facial expression and did not find anything unusual.

For further observation, he said:

"According to our investigation results, the last time Steward Zhang appeared in front of others was when he left the cheap district in your moving carriage."

Without any hesitation, Chen An said truthfully, "That's true."

"That day, I was moving to the core area. Because I had a pregnant wife accompanying me, I specially bought a carriage to travel."

"Considering that the cheap district was very unsafe some time ago, I was worried that I might encounter danger on the way, so I found Steward Zhang the afternoon before we set off and asked him to escort me."

"The next day, after Steward Zhang escorted us to the entrance of the core area, he returned on his own. We haven't seen him since."

These words were 90% true and 10% false.

When the Cultivators from the Bamboo Leaf Gang heard this, they felt that there was nothing unusual and immediately eliminated Chen An as a suspect.

Actually, from the beginning, they did not suspect Chen An much. They were just here to investigate.

Firstly, Chen An had no motive to kill.

Secondly, Chen An's cultivation was too low and he didn't have the ability to kill Steward Zhang at all.

There was really nothing suspicious about it.

They felt that Steward Zhang's disappearance might be related to the Black Iron Manor.

This was because the undercover agent of the Dark Iron Manor, Steward Ouyang, who they had been keeping an eye on in the dark, had coincidentally disappeared on the same day.

They suspected that Steward Zhang was also a spy from the Black Sky Manor. He must have received some news in advance and retreated with Steward Ouyang.

In any case, Steward Zhang's disappearance was most likely related to Steward Ouyang.

Just like that, after asking Chen An a few simple questions, the Bamboo Leaf Gang Cultivators left.

As they walked, the white-robed Cultivator in the lead said indignantly:

"Sigh, I wanted to use Ouyang Feng to find the other spies of the Black Iron Manor and uproot them once and for all. Now, it's all for naught."

When the people beside him heard this, they could not help but shake their heads. They also felt indignant.

"Alas!"

The white-robed Cultivator sighed again and made a final decision. "Forget it. Starting from tonight, we'll close the reel in operations and find all the known spies in the Black Iron Manor!"

On the other hand, Chen An couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief as he watched the figures of the Bamboo Leaf Gang Cultivators gradually leave in the distance.

That was a close call.

Fortunately, these people's investigative methods were not good.

In his previous life, anyone who had received nine years of compulsory education would realize that he was lying just now.

After all, the moving carriage had been blown up, and all the luggage inside was gone. This was a very suspicious point.

"Perhaps it's not that he's stupid, but that he doesn't treat me as a suspect at all. After all, my cultivation level is too low." Chen An mocked himself quietly inside.

Then, he turned around and returned to his room to work hard on refining pills as usual.

He had no choice, because he was in dire need of money.

Not only did he have to pay the rent of 100 low-grade spirit stones every month, but he also had to save money to buy the 'Flying Mandarin Ducks' at 1,000 low-grade spirit stones.

He had to be diligent.

Of course, while he was diligent, he would also reward himself.

He wanted to talk to Gu Xinyue daily. He looked for Song Huaying to discuss the different methods to becoming an immortal.

His days were full and carefree.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

His wife Song Huaying's belly was getting bigger and bigger.

Seeing this, Chen An reduced the time he spent refining pills and spent more time accompanying her. He often took her for a walk in the courtyard and chatted with her about children.

[Husband and wife relationship +1+1+1+1+1…]

That night, Song Huaying lay on the bed to rest. Chen An sat at the side and told her a story to help her sleep.

They were all the great love stories from his previous life.

For example, Romance of the West Chamber, the Butterfly Lovers, Cowherd and the Weaver, Legend of the White Snake, Chang'e Flies to the Moon, The Peacocks Fly to the Southeast, and so on.

Song Huaying was mesmerized as she listened, unable to stop.

[You patiently told your wife, Song Huaying, a bedtime love story. Couple relationship +1.]

"Alright, that's all for tonight. I'll continue tomorrow night. Ying'er, rest early."

Seeing that it was about time, Chen An urged Song Huaying to rest early.

Song Huaying was addicted to listening. She immediately hugged his arm and said coquettishly:

"Husband, I want to know if Xu Xian and the White Snake were together in the end. Tell me more. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep."

Seeing his wife like this, Chen An could not help but think of himself in his previous life, who often stayed up all night reading novels.

In the dark student dormitory, he curled up under the blanket. As he deliberated sleeping for a few more hours, he thought to himself that he would go to sleep in another half an hour after he is done with this chapter.

In the end, it was already dawn. 𝐛𝗲𝐝𝐧𝗼𝐯𝐞𝐥．𝐜𝐨𝗺

Therefore, he knew very well that if he continued to speak, his little wife would definitely continue to wheedle until the next morning.

In order to prevent this from happening, Chen An chose to tell her the ending of the story in one go. He told her a comedy ending that was made up according to her taste.

Fang Yanhai was touched by the love between Xu Xian and the White Snake. He chose to fulfill their wish and let the two of them be together forever. They would have children and grandchildren. It was over.

Song Huaying was very satisfied with this ending.

However, she did not go to sleep obediently after hearing this.

Instead, she said coquettishly:

"Husband, I'm hungry. I want to eat supper!"

"Ying'er, you're pushing your luck."

"But Husband, I'm really hungry."

"Alright, I'll go to the kitchen to make it for you, but you must sleep after eating."

"Husband is the best!"

"What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat my husband~"

Song Huaying's beautiful watery eyes looked at Chen An with a sly smile.

Chen An flicked her forehead and said, "Girl, you should read less of those books in the future."

"But my husband clearly likes it."

"That's one thing."

"I don't care. I just want to eat."

"…"

[You and your wife, Song Huaying, communicated for a night and discussed different ways to become immortals. Couple relationship +1.]

The next morning, Chen An came out of Song Huaying's room.

He planned to wash up and eat breakfast made by Gu Xinyue before going to refine pills.

However, after breakfast, Gu Xinyue didn't let him leave.

"Husband, are you sleepy?"

"What happened?"

Chen An was puzzled by the question.

Gu Xinyue pursed her thin lips and said, "Nothing. I just want to know if you're sleepy."

"I just woke up. I'm definitely not sleepy."

"Husband, you're sleepy."

"?"

"You're sleepy."

Gu Xinyue said stubbornly.

Chen An understood. It turned out that this ice queen of a concubine wanted him to sleep with her in her room.

It was probably because he had spent the entire night at Song Huaying's place, which made her feel unbalanced.

She had to sleep in the morning.

After he figured this out, Chen An instantly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Seeing that her husband was unmoved, Gu Xinyue became a little anxious and crazily hinted to him again:

"Husband, you're sleepy."

"Yes, yes, yes. I'm very tired. Let's go. Yue'er, accompany me to sleep."

"Yeah."

After the time for an incense stick to burn.

[You have an in-depth communication with your wife, Gu Xinyue. You have worked hard to sow your oats. The strength of your divine sense has increased by 1.]

Creak—

Chen An walked out of Gu Xinyue's room with a refreshed expression.

Originally, he wanted to refine pills, however, after last night, he really did not want to waste any more energy.

He decided to take a walk outside and take a breath of fresh air to clear his mind before returning to refine pills.

As he arrived outside the house, Chen An subconsciously looked at his neighbor, Wen Zhiyun's house.

This beautiful woman who was going through menopause was really as Steward Zhang had said. She was an ascetic.

Ever since she blocked the door half a month ago and denounced him in the morning, he had not seen her for the next few days.

He couldn't even see a shadow. He wondered if she had been cooped up at home all this time.

"Looks like I was purely lucky to be able to see her the previous few times."

Chen An shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He had originally wanted to flirt with this beautiful woman and see if he could trick her into becoming his companion.

This was because he was thinking that since this beautiful woman was an ascetic, her strength should be cultivation.

If he could become her companion and interact with her in the room, wouldn't his cultivation directly increase by 1?

In this way, his cultivation efficiency would greatly increase, that was what he thought.

However, looking at the current situation, this was more or less unrealistic because this beautiful woman was too homely.

It had been so many days, but he hadn't even left the house once. He didn't even know where to start flirting with her.

Unless, like last time, he made a big commotion when he was spending the night with Gu Xinyue, causing this beautiful woman to be unable to sleep all night and couldn't help but come to block the door the next morning to denounce him.

Or rather, if he took the initiative to look for her, there was a high chance that he would be scolded.

Just as Chen An was thinking about this nonsense…

A man's figure suddenly appeared on the wall of Wen Zhiyun's house.

He was acting sneakily. No one knew what he was up to. He was like a Peeping Tom, or a rapist.

Chen An narrowed his eyes and was surprised to find that this sneaky man was actually a neighbor who had visited him that day. He was a sword Cultivator with a cultivation of the seventh level of Qi Refining.