Becoming An Immortal Begins With Marrying A Wife

Chapter 4: Intermediate Level Alchemist

After leaving the pharmacy, Chen An didn't rush home. Instead, he went to a stall that specialized in selling women's accessories and carefully selected the cheapest hairpin. No matter which world or era, there is no woman who doesn't like gifts. It is one of the most powerful ways to enhance marital relationships. Carrying the packaged hairpin, Chen An walked home with several bags of medicinal herbs.

Today was a lucky day. He didn't encounter any trouble on his way out or back home, and he safely arrived at his doorstep.

"Chen Fellow Daoist, did you buy medicinal herbs from the market to refine pills?" Just as Chen An was about to push open the door, an elderly cultivator from the neighboring house spoke up.

Turning his head, Chen An saw a disheveled old cultivator emitting a foul smell. It was clear that he hadn't bathed in a long time. The old cultivator walked over and looked at the medicinal herbs Chen An was carrying on his back, shaking his head.

"Chen Fellow Daoist, refining pills is not very interesting. It's exhausting work for a month, and at most, you can earn one or two low-grade spirit stones. It's much faster to make money by going to the gambling house with me. You can easily earn a dozen or twenty low-grade spirit stones in a day. It's much better than refining pills."

Chen An glanced at the tattered clothes the old cultivator was wearing and couldn't help but feel speechless. If making money at the gambling house was so easy, then why was he dressed so poorly? Gambling addicts are beyond help!

Thinking this, Chen An maintained a polite attitude and said, "I'm not as lucky as Fellow Daoist Wang. I've had bad luck since I was young. If I go to the gambling house, I'm afraid I'll lose everything."

As soon as the old cultivator heard the words "bad luck," he took a few steps back, indicating that he wanted to stay away from Chen An. But soon, he approached again and said to Chen An, "Chen Fellow Daoist, I'm a bit tight on money recently. Can you lend me a few low-grade spirit stones? I'll pay you back twice as much when I win."

Twice as much? It's like throwing a meat bun to a dog and expecting it to come back!

Thinking this, Chen An politely declined, "Fellow Daoist Wang, you're a bit late. I just used all my savings to buy medicinal herbs. I'm penniless now."

"In that case, how about this? Chen Fellow Daoist, you give me these medicinal herbs, and I'll sell them. When I come back with dozens of low-grade spirit stones from the gambling house, I'll give you half directly. How about that?"

"No, thank you."

After saying that, Chen An immediately walked into his house and closed the door, no longer wasting time with the old cultivator.

Seeing this, the old cultivator became angry and started cursing, saying that Chen An only knew how to refine pills all day long and deserved to be poor.

Entering the alchemy room, Chen An poured out all the medicinal herbs he was carrying and stored them in a specially made wooden box. He planned to come back and refine pills after reaching the first-level intermediate in alchemy.

Leaving the alchemy room, Chen An belatedly noticed that the house had been cleaned and was spotless. He knew that it was mostly done by his wife.

"Husband!"

Song Huaying came out of the room and saw Chen An standing outside, immediately showing a joyful expression and went up to greet him.

Today, from the conversation between Chen An and Steward Zhang, she learned about the destruction of Azure Rock Town, which made her completely lose her sense of security in this world. She was worried that Chen An would never return if he went out.

Fortunately, Chen An finally came back safely.

This relieved her anxious heart.

"Honey, what happened to your finger?"

Chen An noticed that his wife's left ring finger was wrapped in a layer of cloth, with a little blood seeping through. He couldn't help but show concern.

Feeling her husband's concern, Song Huaying felt sweet in her heart and explained softly, "I accidentally cut myself while cooking in the kitchen, but the wound is shallow and doesn't affect anything."

After hearing this, Chen An didn't say much. He immediately took out a packet of medicinal powder he carried with him and gently removed the bandage from his wife's finger. He carefully sprinkled some of the medicinal powder on it.

In the next second, the wound on her finger visibly healed at a rapid speed. In just a short moment, it was completely restored, without any trace of injury.

Song Huaying was shocked and thought, what kind of miraculous medicine is this!

Then, in an instant, he became somewhat annoyed and said, "Husband, this kind of elixir must be very precious. It's all my fault for being clumsy and wasting the elixir."

"I am an alchemist. I can refine as much of this medicine as needed. It's not worth anything."

Seeing his wife's disappointed expression, Chen An comforted her with a sentence.

After hearing Chen An's words, Song Huaying's mood improved a lot. She then put on a virtuous look and said, "Husband, I just cooked a table full of dishes. They're all hot in the kitchen. Are you hungry? I'll bring them to you."

"I happen to be a little hungry. Thank you, Ying'er."

In fact, Chen An wasn't hungry at all. He just didn't want to waste his wife's efforts.

Soon, Song Huaying brought out all the dishes.

Chen An looked at the appearance of the dishes and felt that they looked quite delicious.

So, under his wife's gaze, he picked up a pair of chopsticks and tasted them.

But when he took a bite, he almost spat it out!

Oh my god, this food is so terrible!

Even a dog would shake its head!

Indeed, he had expected too much. His little wife used to be a pampered young lady who had never cooked before. How could she possibly make delicious food?

She was skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, though.

"Husband, how does it taste?"

Seeing her husband already eating with chopsticks, Song Huaying couldn't help but ask expectantly.

Chen An reluctantly said, "It's delicious."

After dinner, he took out the hairpin he bought in the market and gave it to his wife, gently arranging her hair for her.

Song Huaying really liked this hairpin, and her fondness for Chen An grew.

[You gave your wife Song Huaying a beautiful hairpin, and she liked it. Relationship between husband and wife +1.]

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In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.

Song Huaying, who was newly married, had completely recovered by now.

In fact, her physical condition had become even stronger than before.

During this period, Chen An had not spared any effort in making her drink various soups and putting precious medicinal herbs in them.

"Yinger, it's getting late. It's time to go to bed."

"Okay..."

Song Huaying blushed, knowing what was going to happen next.

Several days in a row.

He opened the panel and took a look.

His alchemy experience had exceeded 100.

[Name: Chen An]

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Third Layer]

[Alchemy: First Tier Intermediate (102/100)]

[Spouse: Song Huaying]

[Descendants: None]

"The proficiency is enough, I can break through now."

Chen An put away the panel, couldn't care less about being intimate with his wife, and hurried to the alchemy room to make a breakthrough.

In the alchemy room, he skillfully set up the furnace and lit the fire.

He randomly chose a relatively easy-to-refine basic elixir and immediately started refining it, searching for the feeling of a breakthrough.

This breakthrough was smooth and unobstructed.

It was done in an instant.

[Alchemy: First Tier Advanced (102/500)]

Chen An was excited for a while, but soon he packed up all the medicinal herbs in the specially made wooden box and diligently started refining elixirs.

Song Huaying was very virtuous. During this time, she came to knock on the door and asked if there was anything she could help with.

Because the alchemy room was too hot, and mortals couldn't bear it, Chen An didn't let her come in to help.

Although she couldn't help inside, Song Huaying didn't idle around. Instead, she started doing other household chores.

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