Becoming An Immortal Begins With Marrying A Wife

Chapter 22: Explosion is an Art

Chen An struggled to climb out of the bushes and reached out his left hand to touch his right shoulder.

"Ah!"

He sucked in a breath of cold air as the pain instantly overwhelmed him.

He glanced at his left hand, which was covered in warm blood.

At the same time, his right shoulder was throbbing with intense pain.

The pain was unbearable.

His right shoulder bone was shattered.

And it was a comminuted fracture.

If he wasn't a cultivator, the pain would have been excruciating, possibly even causing him to go into shock.

Enduring the intense pain in his right shoulder, Chen An straightened his body and returned to the carriage.

Seeing her husband injured, the concubines inside the carriage were shocked and worried, asking anxiously:

"Husband!"

"Husband, what happened?"

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Chen An said as he rummaged through the carriage and found a small white medicine bottle containing Xiaohuandan.

This was an expensive second-grade pill that could treat both internal and external injuries. He had bought it for emergency use in the past.

Now was the time to use it.

He opened the bottle and swallowed a Xiaohuandan.

In an instant, Chen An could clearly feel the pain in his body subsiding.

Then, he took out another white medicine bottle from elsewhere and poured the powder onto his injured right shoulder, accelerating its healing process.

After dealing with his injured right shoulder in a few moments, Chen An started to think.

Steward Zhang's strength was inferior to Steward Ouyang's, and he probably wouldn't last much longer.

Once Steward Ouyang dealt with him, he would definitely come back here to deal with me.

If I want to leave with my concubines, I can only drive the carriage.

But we are still more than ten miles away from the core area, and the carriage's speed is too slow. We won't be able to run far before Steward Ouyang catches up.

Unless... I can bring myself to abandon my concubines and escape alone.

Chen An glanced at Song Huaying, who had a big belly, and Gu Xinyue, who had been concerned about his shoulder injury. He couldn't bring himself to abandon them.

He continued to ponder.

Since running away is not an option, should I go back to the woods and join forces with Steward Zhang to deal with Steward Ouyang?

No, that's not very realistic. Going back would most likely result in a double kill.

And who knows, Steward Zhang might have already been dealt with.

Returning now would be like walking into a trap.

Then... should I set up some poison traps and wait for Steward Ouyang to fall into them?

That doesn't seem to work either.

The other party just witnessed his companions being killed one by one after being poisoned. They must be on guard against things like poison now.

Maybe they even have an antidote in their mouths right now.

Annoying, annoying, annoying!

Neither this nor that, what should I do?!

Chen An was feeling impatient.

This was the biggest crisis he had encountered since transmigrating.

"Husband..."

Seeing Chen An frowning, Gu Xinyue couldn't help but worryingly call out.

She wanted to ask Chen An about the situation, why Steward Zhang hadn't returned, and how he injured his shoulder.

But after thinking about it, she decided not to ask.

She didn't want to add pressure to Chen An.

On the other side, Song Huaying saw that blood was still oozing from Chen An's shoulder and couldn't help but pick up a bottle of Blood Condensation powder for external injuries. She spoke gently:

"Husband, your shoulder is still bleeding. Shall I sprinkle some Blood Condensation powder for you?"

"No need, I've already used enough just now."

Chen An said as he looked at the medicine bottle in Song Huaying's hand.

Seeing that her husband said there was no need, Song Huaying pursed her lips and reluctantly put the medicine bottle back in its place.

For some reason, her attention was not focused, and she accidentally dropped the medicine bottle, which shattered with a snap, scattering white powder all over the ground.

"Husband, I... I didn't mean to."

Song Huaying panicked, afraid that her husband would blame herself.

Because she could tell that her husband was very annoyed.

However, Chen An didn't say a word, just stared at the powder splattered all over the ground, and four words appeared in his mind:

- Dust explosion.

His eyes lit up, and he finally came up with a solution.

Using the powder, he could create a dust bomb in the sealed carriage!

This might be the only way to survive!

He thought of it immediately and started doing it!

Chen An pointed to the opposite forest and said to his wives beside him:

"Yue'er, Ying'er, both of you quickly get off the carriage and hide over there, as far away as possible."

His wives were both sensible and didn't ask why, they immediately did as Chen An said, got off the carriage, and ran towards the forest on the opposite side.

Song Huaying couldn't run with her big belly, so Gu Xinyue, who was a cultivator, picked her up and ran together. The two sisters had a deep bond.

As soon as his wives got off the carriage, Chen An immediately started making the dust bomb.

The principle of a dust explosion is simple.

It involves combustible dust mixing with air in a confined space, forming a cloud of dust.

Then, under the ignition source, this mixture will rapidly burn, causing a sharp increase in temperature and pressure in the confined space, resulting in an explosion.

At this moment, Chen An scattered all the powder he could find in the sealed carriage, creating a cloud of dust.

To maintain the dust cloud, Chen An found a fan he had invented before, which could continuously rotate under the effect of a spirit stone, similar to an electric fan.

Chen An placed the fan at the bottom of the carriage, blowing towards the floating powder inside, ensuring that the powder remained in a state of flow.

After creating the dust cloud, Chen An picked up many sharp stones from outside, soaked them in a special poisonous powder solution, and scattered them all over the bottom of the carriage as shrapnel to increase the explosive power.

Then, he immediately found two pieces of flint commonly used in the kitchen for starting fires.

One piece was placed inside the carriage, and the other he held in his hand as the ignition source for later.

Although these preparations seemed complicated, they took less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.

Seeing that Steward Ouyang hadn't come out yet, Chen An decided to set up traps around the carriage.

A simple poison pit trap.

He dug a hole, filled it with various poisoned needles, and covered it with dry branches and fallen leaves to conceal it, so that anyone who stepped on it would be poisoned.

"Shh... Shh... Shh!"

While Chen An was digging the pit, Steward Ouyang emerged from the forest accompanied by the sound of branches rubbing against each other.

His right hand was injured, and blood was flowing out continuously.

In his left hand, he held the head of Steward Zhang, who had met a gruesome end!

Seeing this scene, Chen An didn't hesitate and immediately ran towards the carriage, heading straight for the horses.

"Heh, in vain," Steward Ouyang sneered.

Then, he exerted force in his calves and quickly chased after Chen An with a buzzing sound.

Chase? I'm afraid you won't chase!

Chen An laughed in his heart, leaped high, and jumped over the carriage from above, running towards the forest on the other side, luring Steward Ouyang to also jump over the carriage.

Sure enough, Steward Ouyang fell for it!

When Chen An was about ten meters away from the carriage, he and Steward Ouyang both jumped over the carriage at the same time.

"Die!!!" Chen An seized this opportunity and threw the flint he had been holding in his hand towards the window of the carriage, aiming directly at the flint inside the carriage.

Steward Ouyang thought he was using a hidden weapon, and seeing how crookedly he threw it, he couldn't help but laugh inwardly, "Low-level cultivators are useless..."

In the instant that the word "useless" appeared in his mind, the flint thrown by Chen An pierced through the window of the carriage, hitting the flint inside, creating a spark.

The next second, the dust cloud in the carriage was instantly ignited, rapidly burning and producing a large amount of gas, causing the temperature and pressure in the confined space to rise sharply.

Immediately after!

A loud bang!

The sealed carriage exploded in an instant, and a terrifying golden mushroom cloud rose into the sky, engulfing Steward Ouyang, who was still crossing over it, in a sea of fire, making him disappear...

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