Eternal Life Begins with Taking a Wife

The uneasiness in Yu Yan’s eyes gradually covered a layer of erotic ripples. The sweet grapefruits had a unique fragrance. As this fragrance disappeared, Shen Ping heaved a long sigh of relief.

Looking at the coquettish Yu Yan, he asked gently, “Are you feeling much better?” Yu Yan nodded. “Since Luosha Demonic Valley has come in, don’t go out and accept missions for the time being. Let’s take a look at the situation of the market first.” Shen Ping reminded her.

He did not know much about the Luosha Demonic Valley, but its demonic name had long spread to the Wei Kingdom. If the Golden Sun Sect and the cultivators of the other sects did not stop it, the situation in the market could be imagined.

Although the Immortal Dao Sects were also very cruel, at least there was a way out.

“Don’t worry. I want to live a few more years.”

Hearing this tone, Shen Ping was completely relieved. He took a short rest. An abnormal flush appeared on Yu Yan’s face. She hurriedly stood up. “I can’t suppress the charm fire in my body anymore.”

As he spoke, she sent out a stream of spiritual energy. The cool water in the wooden barrel quickly turned into steam. Then, she took out the stored petals and pollen from her storage bag and sprinkled them on the water. Her series of actions was very adept.

“Fellow Daoist Yu. Let me help you.” Shen Ping looked serious.

Yu Yan shook her head. “No, Fellow Daoist Shen, although you’re experienced in battle, you haven’t grasped the essence after all. Let’s talk about it in the future.”

Shen Ping’s face darkened, but he knew that Yu Yan was telling the truth. He thought for a moment. He asked tentatively, “Fellow Daoist Yu, do you want to try another path?”

Yu Yan did not react for a moment until Shen Ping’s gaze shifted behind her. Her face instantly turned red. “You, you… can’t! Absolutely not!” Her earlobes were hot, and she did not dare to look at Shen Ping.

In the early years, although she had occasionally seen a few illustrations of the Heavenly Sound Pavilion, she had never thought about that. She was too embarrassed to say it.

A moment passed, the two figures soaked in the wooden bucket. After the water rippled, Shen Ping shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly heard Yu Yan’s soft voice. “Just once.”

As a sixth level Qi Refinement cultivator, Shen Ping’s eyes and ears were sharp, and he could even hear the cries of insects more than ten meters away. His eyes suddenly lit up at this moment.

It was five in the evening. The white snake puppet hung motionlessly on the edge of the wooden barrel. It did not have any agile aura.

Shen Ping was in an unprecedentedly good mood. He strode out of the main room. Although it delayed the time to make talismans, he finally gained a lot. At dinner, he added a few more bowls of spirit rice and beast meat porridge.

When his wife and concubine looked at him with concern, he smiled and said, “It’s fine. Rest early tonight. I’ll go to the quiet room to cultivate.”

Wang Yun could not help but remind him, “Husband, Sister Qing’er is still in the quiet room.”

“She’ll stay in the house at night.” Shen Ping replied, “Let’s wait for her to calm down before talking about anything else.”

Two days later.

In the Spring Embroidery Pavilion in the market.

Shen Ping handed over a few high-level talismans and asked, “Shopkeeper Chen, do you know anything about the Luosha Demonic Valley?”

Shopkeeper Chen sighed, “I’m not sure, but the business of my small shop has plummeted over the past few days. The number of cultivators in the market is the highest now, but such a thing happened. 1 don’t know what the Golden Sun Sect and the other sects are thinking. They actually allowed the demonic path of Yue Kingdom to enter!” Then, he shook his head and said, “The boss doesn’t know either.”

Shen Ping immediately stopped asking. He bought some ingredients and medicinal pills and hurriedly left the Spring Embroidery Pavilion. Although his relationship with his wife, concubine, and Dao companion had improved by leaps and bounds, there was always a trace of uneasiness lingering in his heart.

He walked along the streets of the market. The cold wind blew on his face. White snowflakes fell. He subconsciously looked up and felt a chill on his face. “It’s snowing again.”

The coolness pressed against his skin. Shen Ping felt that his mind was much clearer. It was inevitable that his thoughts would be a little slow if he stayed in the house for a long time. “Be vigilant in times of peace. Don’t forget my original intention.”

He stood rooted to the ground and took a few deep breaths. Then, he fell into deep thought. He began to carefully recall all the news he had heard and seen after moving to Yunhe Alley.

“First, the Golden Sun Sect’s Supreme Elder and the sect master caused trouble. Then, the surrounding Immortal Dao Sects joined forces to pressure and forcefully open the door to the Wei Kingdom. Now, the Demonic Dao of Yue Kingdom, which has always been hated by the Golden Sun Sect, has entered.

“This is a huge matter. The Cloud Mountain Swamp’s mining area has been established. The Golden Sun Sect has moved a large number of cultivators from the market to the edge of the Cloud Mountain Swamp and so on.”

Everything flashed in his mind. There were too few channels of information to be obtained from the bottom level. No matter how hard Shen Ping thought, he could not grasp the key to this news.

But through this news, he could smell that something was wrong. He did not think so before. After all, be it the Danxia Sect or the Acacia Faction, they had long coveted the rich spirit stone mines and resources of the Wei Kingdom. It was possible that they had entered the Cloud Mountain Swamp with the intention of slowly taking things one step at a time.

But now that the Demonic Dao of Yue Kingdom had arrived, it was very unusual.

“Should I leave the Cloud Mountain Swamp?” This thought suddenly appeared in his heart, and he could not get rid of it.

A moment later, Shen Ping arrived at the hall of the outer sect Deacon Hall. The hall would change a deacon every three days. The deacon in front of him had a thick aura. He was probably not far from the Foundation Establishment Realm.

“Sir, I wonder when the next flying ship will leave the Cloud Mountain Swamp and go to the area where the Golden Sun Sect’s main sect is?” He asked respectfully.

The deacon raised his eyes and replied casually, “Half a year.”

Shen Ping cupped his hands and thanked him before quickly leaving. When he returned to Yunhe Alley, the uneasiness in his heart gradually disappeared. As long as he could still leave Cloud Mountain Parlour, it would not be a problem.

Another three days passed. He sat opposite Luo Qing in the quiet room. Her eyes, which were not mixed with any vitality, still did not change.

Exotic Bloodline.

If Luo Qing had always been in this state, then this time was indeed a little deceitful.

“Senior Shen. No matter what you want to do, 1 will obey.”

Shen Ping hesitated for a moment and asked, “Fellow Daoist Luo, I heard from Matchmaker Ceng that your body can’t withstand your bloodline. It’s very difficult for you to increase your cultivation in this life. I wonder if it’s accurate?”

Luo Qing nodded. “That’s right.”

“Is there no other way?” He asked.

Luo Qing looked up and glanced at Shen Ping. “No.”

Shen Ping took out an item from his storage bag and said with a faint smile, “This is the reputation wooden token of the True Treasure Pavilion. If I want to know, 1 believe I can obtain some information from the True Treasure Pavilion.”

Luo Qing’s expression changed slightly. She was silent for a moment before she slowly shook her head. “Senior Shen, there’s no need for you to waste resources on me. My physique will not live past half a century. Also, if Senior Shen wants to pass on my bloodline, it’s best to find the Scarlet Blood Turtle. It can reduce the effect of my bloodline when I’m about to give birth. Only then can my descendants bear this bloodline..”