44: Chapter 44 This is like God chasing after you to feed you!
Yuan Chu's telepathic voice echoed in his mind, carrying a hint of laziness.
Jiang Feng paused his steps and turned his head to look at her.
Beneath her veil, those ethereal eyes curved into crescent moons, as if saying: "I heard every little calculation in your heart."
"What do you mean?" Jiang Feng asked in return.
"It means nothing." Yuan Chu chuckled, pulling on his sleeve as she continued walking, but her telepathic transmission didn't stop. "I'm just reminding my husband that that Medicine Fairy is not some weak woman."
The two turned the street corner, leaving the noise behind.
"Yao Shifei was originally a candidate Saintess of Medicine King Valley, one of the four great immortal Sects in Qingzhou."
Medicine King Valley!
Renowned throughout Qingzhou for its profound Alchemy, it stood on par with the Qingyun Sect.
Its Disciples were honored guests, courted by every major power wherever they went.
A candidate Saintess—what kind of weight did that carry?
It meant that her talent for Alchemy was among the top tier of the younger generation in Medicine King Valley.
"Then why did she..." Jiang Feng immediately pressed.
"What else could it be? There is only one position for the Saintess, and there will always be those who are dissatisfied." Yuan Chu's tone was flat, yet it carried a chill. "Just the night before the Saintess selection, she was sabotaged, her cultivation Foundation was destroyed, and barely a fraction of her power remained. She was driven from her position as a candidate Saintess."
"You know how it is in a Sect, husband. They never keep idlers, let alone cripples."
"And so, she was expelled from Medicine King Valley."
"But that face of hers, along with her profound Alchemy, was simply too conspicuous. Without the protection of the Sect, she became a target for everyone's covetous eyes."
"Between fellow Disciples who lusted after her beauty and Elders who wanted to refine her into a pill slave, she fled all the way here, hiding in a chaotic, lawless place like Heifeng Pass, just to survive."
Jiang Feng fell silent.
In his mind, the image of that white-clad figure slowly overlapped with terms like 'candidate Saintess', 'destroyed Foundation', and 'fleeing for her life'.
The once-proud daughter of heaven had fallen into the mortal world. Her beauty had instead become the source of her misfortune; though she possessed great skills, she had no power to protect herself.
This...
How is this a script about a hero saving a beauty?
This is clearly a destiny tailored by the heavens for his Jiang Family's grand cause of having many children and much happiness! It's the heavens feeding him by chasing after his tail!
If he could take this woman into his chamber...
Not to mention the unimaginably generous rewards from the System, her profound Alchemy alone would be enough to ensure that the future descendants of the Jiang Family would have plenty of Medicinal Pills and win at the starting line!
This deal was so profitable it was insane!
Jiang Feng's eyes grew fervent, and the abacus in his heart, named 'Family Grand Cause', was already ringing loudly.
Seemingly sensing his thoughts, Yuan Chu's telepathic voice sounded again, carrying a trace of teasing.
"Husband, don't be in such a hurry to calculate how to bring her home. I haven't finished yet."
"Did you think that, as a weak woman whose cultivation had fallen to Qi Refining Stage 6, she could survive in this dangerous Heifeng Pass and even earn the good name of Medicine Fairy?"
"Hmm?" Jiang Feng's train of thought was interrupted.
"Because she is hiding a True Artifact on her."
A True Artifact!
Jiang Feng knew the weight of these two words all too well.
Above Spiritual Artifacts, there are True Artifacts!
Every True Artifact possesses mighty power, enough to give a Qi Refining Cultivator a trump card capable of threatening a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!
This was the source of her confidence in being cold to everyone, and the Foundation for how a weak woman could establish herself in the dangerous Heifeng Pass.
That Foundation Establishment Old Ancestor of the Tang Family was indeed a problem, but this Medicine Fairy before him was certainly no pushover.
A simple hero-saving-beauty scenario, he feared, would not work.
However...
The thornier the rose, the more satisfying it is to pluck.
A playful arc curled the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth, and a more comprehensive plan quickly took shape in his mind.
"Let's go, back to the inn."
...
Inside the inn room.
Su Wan and Zhang Yuniang had drunk some of the Spiritual tea prepared by Jiang Feng, and their morning sickness had eased significantly, their complexions returning to a healthy glow.
Seeing Jiang Feng and Yuan Chu return, Su Wan quickly stood up.
"Husband, is it peaceful outside?"
"Nothing major." Jiang Feng waved his hand, sat down at the table, and poured himself a cup of tea. "I've decided, we will stay in this Heifeng Pass for a few more days."
"Ah? Why?" Zhang Yuniang was somewhat puzzled. "This place is a mix of dragons and snakes; staying another day adds another point of danger. It would be better to hurry to Huoyang Commandery."
The excuse Jiang Feng had just prepared stuck in his throat instantly.
Beside him, Yuan Chu had already preempted him, speaking with a smile.
"Because Husband has taken a fancy to a Fairy and wants to stay behind to marry her into the Family."
Her tone was light, as if she were talking about a trivial, amusing matter.
"Husband said that being at home these past few months has stifled him."
In an instant, the air in the room seemed to be drained away.
The hand of Jiang Feng holding the teacup froze in mid-air.
He slowly turned his head to look at the little Essence Spirit beside him who feared no chaos, his eyes full of accusations that read: "You just wait."
This isn't how you undermine someone!
Zhang Yuniang's pair of lively large eyes blinked, looking at the stiff Jiang Feng, then at the smiling Yuan Chu, her small face full of unconcealable surprise and curiosity.
However, Su Wan's reaction made Jiang Feng swallow back all the excuses he had prepared.
He had anticipated possible minor complaints or curious questioning, but he had not expected...
Far from being angry, Su Wan lowered her head slightly, a deep sense of guilt and self-reproach appearing on her fair cheeks.
"It is all my fault for not considering things thoroughly."
Her voice was very soft, carrying an unmistakable apology.
"Yu Niang, Yuan Chu, and I are all pregnant and inconvenient. Sister Yue Yao is far away in the Qingyun Sect... This matter of the bedchamber has indeed... neglected Husband."
"Husband is an upright man, full of vigor, and we, as wives and concubines, cannot share your burdens; it is truly..."
The more Su Wan spoke, the lower she buried her head, so ashamed she could almost find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Jiang Feng looked at his virtuous and upright main wife, and for a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He quickly put down the teacup, grabbed Su Wan's hand, his face full of emotion, his tone sincere.
"What are you saying, Wan'er!"
He looked righteous, even carrying a hint of heartache.
"We Cultivators value the unity of spirit and flesh, the merging of Divine Soul. Although we cannot always engage in 'golden spears and iron horses', are there not many ways to practice military strategy through 'paper talk' and 'hand-to-mouth' transmission?"
As the words fell.
"Boom."
Su Wan and Zhang Yuniang's pretty faces instantly turned red enough to drip blood.
How could they not hear the double entendre in their unscrupulous husband's words? They were so ashamed they wanted to faint on the spot.
Especially Su Wan, whose mind uncontrollably conjured up certain "practice" scenes, causing her delicate body to soften, and she almost couldn't stand steadily.
Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief inwardly.
He had finally suppressed the storm stirred up by this little Essence Spirit.
He glanced nonchalantly at Yuan Chu, who was watching the fun and not fearing the chaos, feeling both angry and amused in his heart.
Wan'er and Yu Niang were gentle harbors where he could stop and rest.
And this girl was the most mischievous Essence Spirit in that harbor, always capable of stirring up huge waves. Furthermore, when practicing military strategies through "hand-to-mouth" transmission, this girl never cooperated fully.
Although conquering such a beauty was satisfying, he couldn't handle the fact that she was like a dog—she bit people, and mostly didn't know her own strength.
Oh well.
After being calm for a long time, it was indeed boring.
Isn't the joy of conquest found in exactly this?
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