Chapter 44: Suffering from Serious Injuries

When Chen An arrived at Wen Zhiyun's room, he saw that she had already packed two bags.

Gu Xinyue tried to persuade her to stay, but due to her lack of eloquence, her words sounded weak.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, why do you suddenly want to move out when you're living here just fine?"

Chen An held his daughter, Chen Yuejian, and walked calmly to Wen Zhiyun, asking.

Without lifting her head, Wen Zhiyun replied coldly, "I can't afford the rent anymore."

"I can cover it for you for now, and you can pay me back whenever you have the money. It's normal to be short on money during this special period."

"Cultivation itself goes against the natural order. I might die on the way someday. Are you not afraid of not getting your money back if you help me, an Independent Cultivator who relies on hunting demonic beasts for a living, pay the rent?"

"Fellow Daoist Wen has extraordinary luck. The path of cultivation is destined to be smooth sailing, and you won't die halfway."

"If my luck were truly extraordinary, I wouldn't be in such a sorry state where I can't even afford the rent."

Wen Zhiyun mocked herself.

After saying that, she finished packing all her luggage and prepared to leave.

Chen An knew that Wen Zhiyun didn't really want to leave; she just needed a reason to stay.

But if he tried to persuade her, she would most likely stubbornly refuse.

So, he gave a signal to Song Huaying, who was good at observing and understanding people.

Song Huaying instantly understood and immediately took Chen Yuejian from her husband's arms, quickly walking in front of Wen Zhiyun to stop her.

She said that Wen Zhiyun couldn't leave because without her, it would be difficult to take care of little Yuejian. She said that Yuejian needed the care of a godmother.

Wen Zhiyun stubbornly replied that Song Huaying wasn't alone; she had her husband, who was capable enough to take care of their daughter.

In order to make Wen Zhiyun stay, Song Huaying dared to belittle Chen An, saying that he couldn't compare to Wen Zhiyun in taking care of the child.

Hearing these words, Wen Zhiyun felt relieved.

She put down her luggage and decided not to leave.

Both Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue were very happy.

Chen An felt the same way, but he didn't show it too much.

Wen Zhiyun took Chen Yuejian from Song Huaying's arms.

Then she looked at Chen An and said, "I'm only staying for the sake of my goddaughter, don't get too proud. Also, I won't owe you a single penny for the rent. Starting next month, I will pay you on time."

After saying these words, Wen Zhiyun took Chen Yuejian and went to play in the courtyard.

She was still dissatisfied that Chen An hadn't taken the initiative to break through that barrier in her heart, and she felt resentful, so she didn't want to see him for the time being.

Chen An didn't care if she was resentful; as long as she stayed, it was enough.

After that day, their relationship gradually returned to how it was before.

Chen An no longer played hard to get with Wen Zhiyun.

But he didn't become more enthusiastic either.

They just returned to their normal way of getting along.

The only difference was that since that day, Wen Zhiyun often left early and returned late, sometimes not coming back for several days in a row.

Every time she came back, she looked tired and exhausted.

Chen An guessed that she must be earning money.

He was curious about how she was making money.

He tried to eavesdrop a few times, but Wen Zhiyun noticed and told him not to meddle in her affairs.

He also tried to ask his wives to inquire, but Wen Zhiyun didn't even tell them.

Gradually, he stopped asking.

In the days that followed, besides spending time with his wives in the room and refining pills in the alchemy room, Chen An spent most of his time accompanying his daughter as she grew up.

Occasionally, he would go to the treasure shop to sell pills and chat with Liu, the shopkeeper, to find out about the recent battle between the Bamboo Leaf Gang and the Black Iron Mountain Villa.

In the end, he received some bad news.

The Bamboo Leaf Gang was in decline and had started to fall behind.

Upon hearing this news, Chen An felt a sense of crisis and realized that he needed to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

Relying solely on his daughter's growth for feedback was no longer enough.

He had to start with Wen Zhiyun.

"I can't keep dragging things out with her anymore. I need to take the initiative and win her over as soon as possible."

Chen An thought to himself.

Days passed by like this, one after another.

In the blink of an eye, it was time to pay the rent.

On this day, after dinner, Chen An went into the alchemy room to make money through alchemy.

While he was engrossed in his work, he suddenly heard Wen Zhiyun's voice from outside.

"Are you available? Come out and collect the rent."

"Cre-eak."

Chen An opened the door to the alchemy room.

What he saw next was Wen Zhiyun standing outside, covered in blood, handing him a rent exemption certificate.

"This is a rent exemption certificate for the core area. It can exempt one month's rent, equivalent to two months of our shared rent."

Chen An took the rent exemption certificate.

After a quick glance, he put it aside and focused his gaze back on Wen Zhiyun.

Blood.

Covered in blood.

Not the blood of a monster.

Human blood.

But not Wen Zhiyun's blood.

Chen An looked into Wen Zhiyun's eyes and asked, "Fellow Daoist Wen, did you go out to fight for the Bamboo Leaf Gang?"

"So what if I did? So what if I didn't? All you need to know is that I can pay the rent on time every month."

"Fellow Daoist Wen..."

"If there's nothing else, I'll go wash up. The smell of blood on me is too strong."

Without giving Chen An a chance to persuade him, Wen Zhiyun finished speaking and headed towards the bathroom.

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

During this time, every time Wen Zhiyun went out, he would come back covered in blood.

One time, Chen Yuejian accidentally saw him and thought she had seen a monster, crying loudly in fear.

While delivering pills to the Bamboo Leaf Gang's logistics department, Chen An asked Hong, the steward inside, and confirmed that Wen Zhiyun had indeed become a mercenary.

After that, Chen An tried to persuade him several times, telling him it was dangerous.

But Wen Zhiyun didn't care, saying that he always came back unscathed, covered in the blood of Black Iron Mountain Villa cultivators.

After half a month, he would receive a rent exemption certificate.

Why wouldn't he go?

Seeing Wen Zhiyun's confident appearance, Chen An knew he couldn't persuade him anymore.

So he asked his wives to try.

Unfortunately, they couldn't persuade him either.

Having been a mercenary more than ten times, returning unharmed each time, Wen Zhiyun felt that it was a low-risk, high-reward job.

All he needed to do was kill a few Black Iron Mountain Villa cultivators and earn a rent exemption certificate. Why not?

Another half a month passed quickly.

On this day, Chen An spent the day with his wives in their room, and at night, he went to the alchemy room as usual to practice alchemy.

Just as he finished refining a batch of Heartbreak Pills, he heard his wife Song Huaying's urgent voice from outside the door.

"Husband!"

"Something's happened, something's happened!"

"Sister Wen is injured, she's bleeding a lot from her chest and fainted in the front yard!"

"Cre-eak."

Chen An immediately pushed open the door and hurriedly followed his wife Song Huaying to the front yard.

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