Eternal Life Begins with Taking a Wife

Chapter 77: Only Two Years (1)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“Every year, the rental fee of houses inside and outside the market can bring a large sum of spirit stones to the Golden Sun Sect. The Golden Sun Sect will naturally value the wooden houses.”

“Perhaps.”

He chatted briefly with Alchemist Feng. Shen Ping brought his wife and concubine back to the house. He sat cross-legged in the quiet room alone and closed his eyes to rest. His thoughts drifted.

In the past, he did not pay much attention to the wooden house. After all, if not for the fact that the Golden Sun Sect valued houses, how could he, a low-level Qi Refinement cultivator, have lived peacefully in Red Willow Alley for so many years?

However, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Last year, when the market was in chaos, the rogue cultivators in Yunhe Alley and other alleys no longer renewed their rent. The Golden Sun Sect lost a lot of rental income, but the Golden Sun Sect did not care.

Instead, they attacked at lightning speed when the wooden house was damaged. It might be for the sake of the sect’s reputation and future rental income. However, the efficiency of the law enforcement patrol team was too high.

He thought for a while. Shen Ping did not have a clear idea either. He could only deduce that the wooden house was very important to the Golden Sun Sect, even more important than anything else.

“In a few days, I’ll meet Bai Yuying’s younger brother. I hope he’s still alive!” He shook his head, and forcefully suppressed these thoughts and began to meditate and cultivate.

Several days passed. There was a strange smell in the room late at night.

When they found out that they were moving to the safer Qinghe Alley today and that it was a single courtyard with all kinds of facilities, his wife and concubines were very excited. Wang Yun could not help but hug Shen Ping’s arm. Her eyes were as gentle as water. “Husband, can we plant some flowers and plants in the small courtyard?”

Shen Ping smiled and said, “Yun’er, you can plant anything you like.”

Bai Yuying said coquettishly, “Husband, I want to raise some spirit beasts.”

Shen Ping pinched her face and teased, “You can raise it, but don’t secretly eat it when the time comes.”

Bai Yuying chuckled. “I’m not eating. If I want to eat, I have to eat my husband’s.” As she spoke, she shifted her gaze.

Soon, the smell in the house became even stronger. Luo Qing sat cross-legged at the head of the bed and closed her eyes, unmoved.

Happiness was always short.

At five o’clock, Shen Ping came to the quiet room on the first floor. Not long after, Yu Yan walked out. Her eyes were watery and she had a smile on her lips. The aura on her body was even more moving and enchanting. There seemed to be a faint flame mark between her eyebrows.

Seeing this, Shen Ping looked happy. “Fellow Daoist Yu, it seems that you have successfully mastered this cultivation technique.”

Compared to the last time when Yu Yan came out of seclusion, the effect of the cultivation technique was automatically released. Now, the other party could clearly control it freely.

Yu Yan smiled and said, “Thank you, Husband. My physique is indeed very compatible with this cultivation technique, but I still need to stabilize it for a few days. Husband, wait patiently.”

Shen Ping also knew that this was the most critical moment for Yu Yan. No matter how anxious he was, he had to endure it.

“Pack your things. We’ll leave at seven.”

“Okay.”

As the sky lit up, Wang Yun and Bai Yuying got up and cleaned up. They were different from Shen Ping. His wife and concubine had deeper feelings for Yunhe Alley than the wooden house in Red Willow Alley. The two women stood in the room and reminisced about the past few years, their eyes revealing reluctance.

Luo Qing leaned against the wooden window in a daze. This period of time was indeed unforgettable for her.

“Let’s go!” Shen Ping, who was wearing a white robe, said softly.

His wife and concubines nodded and walked down the wooden building. Every two wooden steps, they could not help but lookback. Yu Yan stood at the door downstairs and waited. They pushed open the door.

Alchemist Feng, who was in the first room, chuckled and said, “Talisman Master Shen, are you done packing up?”

“I’m done!” As Shen Ping spoke, he glanced at the houses behind him. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at houses three and four. Then, he smiled and said, “It’s time to go.”

The few of them did not linger any longer. They left Yunhe Alley. Halfway there, many cultivators walked over.

Alchemist Feng said, “These are cultivators who have rushed over from the Wei Kingdom, Jin Kingdom, and other local markets recently. The news of the cave abode ruins in the Cloud Mountain Swamp spread very quickly. Most of them are here to join in the fun. A small number of them arc thinking about their strength and want to fish in troubled waters. Ancestor Blood Crocodile’s cave abode, tsk tsk, how can rogue cultivators covet it?”

Shen Ping remained silent. Many cultivators in Cloud Mountain Parlour wanted to leave. The cultivators outside wanted to come in to seek opportunities. This was cultivation.

He arrived at the True Treasure Pavilion area of the market.

Alchemist Feng smiled and handed over two bottles of elixirs. “Talisman Master Shen, I hope to hear about your Foundation Establishment in the future. That way, I can be considered to have known a Foundation Establishment Talisman Master!”

With that, he walked out of the market freely. The shadow behind him grew longer.

Shen Ping looked at it and sighed softly. How many cultivators had stopped on the path of Foundation Establishment? How many cultivators had accepted their fate? However, no matter how unwilling they were, they had to bow their heads to fate.

He put away his emotions.

He first brought his wife and concubines to the Deacon Hall and queued up until one the afternoon before obtaining the wooden token of courtyard No. 35 in Qinghe Alley. When they arrived at Qinghe Alley, it was already three.

The scorching sun was poisonous. The entire courtyard was bright. With a sweep of the wooden token, the array formation in the small courtyard was identified, and the courtyard door automatically opened. His wife and concubines stepped into the courtyard and immediately relaxed.

“You guys wait in the courtyard first. I’ll go check the house.”

Shen Ping could already make Level Two, Armor Spirit Talisman, now. This kind of defensive talisman was more effective than the Spirit Protection Talisman. As long as he did not encounter a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, he could hold on for a while with the defense of the talisman.

He stuck an Armor Spirit Talisman on it and held a wooden token in his hand. He checked the hall, bedroom, and side room respectively. There were two quiet rooms, one big and one small. There were two cubicles, a kitchen, a water room, and so on.

After confirming that there were no problems, he called his wife and concubines in..