Kapitel 34: Daily Life

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

"Alright, alright, get out!"

"Sister Ying'er has just given birth and needs to rest for a while. Don't crowd around here!"

Seeing that it was about time, Wen Zhiyun began to chase him away.

She looked like Song Huaying's mother and was very concerned about Song Huaying.

In the end, Chen An and Gu Xinyue were chased out of the room by Wen Zhiyun, leaving her alone to take care of Song Huaying and her daughter.

After dealing with some nursing work, Wen Zhiyun also walked out of the room not long after.

She pulled Gu Xinyue aside and taught her some basic nursing skills. She asked Gu Xinyue to help take care of Song Huaying and her daughter while she was cultivating.

Seeing this, Chen An went up and said, "Fellow Cultivator Wen, teach me too."

"Haha!"

Wen Zhiyun sneered and rolled her eyes at him. She turned around and went back to her room to cultivate.

This beautiful woman was too arrogant. Chen An decided to teach her a lesson.

Knock, knock, knock!

"Fellow Cultivator Wen, open the door. I have something to tell you."

Creak—

Wen Zhiyun opened the door and frowned.

"What is it?"

"Nothing much. I just suddenly wanted to knock on your door."

With a thought, Chen An quietly cast a sleeping spell on Wen Zhiyun in front of him.

He wanted to see if this spell could work on a Cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Wen Zhiyun didn't realize that Chen An had cast a sleeping spell on her. When she heard that Chen An wanted to knock on her door, she immediately rolled her eyes and said:

"What's wrong with you!"

After saying that, she was about to close the door and cultivate.

However, just as she placed her hand on the door, a sudden wave of sleepiness swept through her entire body, making her yawn uncontrollably.

She was so tired that she could not even close the door. She staggered all the way to the bed and lay down. She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"You fell asleep just like that?"

Seeing Wen Zhiyun fall asleep instantly, Chen An was shocked.

He never thought that his Sleepy Time Spell would be so effective that it could easily defeat a Cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

The power of this Sleepy Time Spell far exceeded that of the Goldfinger.

It was so powerful that even if he encountered an advanced-stage Qi Refinement Cultivator one day, he would not be afraid.

There was no need to let the other party fall asleep. He only needed to let the other party take a nap and he could kill the other party with a slash to the throat.

"You don't say, but the way this beautiful woman sleeps is quite charming."

Chen An looked at Wen Zhiyun, who was sleeping soundly on the bed in the room, and felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.

"It's not good to sleep in bed with dirty clothes on. I have to help her change into her pajamas."

With that thought in mind, he went in, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Let's not."

As he thought about it, he said, "Shouldn't you at least take off your shoes?"

With that thought in mind, he went in again.

"Forget it. Help her take off her shoes. If she wakes up and finds out, she'll probably kick up a fuss."

As he thought about it, he came out again.

Just like that, Chen An went in and out crazily in front of Wen Zhiyun. His thoughts were in a knot.

"Husband?"

Gu Xinyue happened to pass by and saw her husband coming out of Wen Zhiyun's room. She couldn't help but feel puzzled.

One had to know that these two were enemies.

Once they bumped into each other, conflicts would break out at the drop of a hat.

One was constantly contradicting the other, and the other was rolling his eyes crazily. Neither of them was convinced of the other.

With such a relationship, would Sister Wen be willing to let her husband enter her room?

Gu Xinyue was puzzled.

Chen An knew that she was puzzled, but he didn't think of explaining anything to her. Instead, he went forward and said:

"Yue'er, come to my room with me."

"Yeah."

Gu Xinyue followed him obediently.

After entering the room, she thought that her husband wanted to have sex with her, but he did not do anything. He kept asking her if she was sleepy and if she wanted to sleep.

"Husband, I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep, but it's not to the extent that I have to sleep."

Gu Xinyue shook her head for the eighteenth time.

She wanted to have sex with her husband before hugging him to sleep, but her husband kept asking the same question, which made her feel depressed.

Little did she know that she was depressed, and Chen An was even more depressed.

How could the Sleepy Time Spell, which could instantly work on a Cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining, have such a weak effect on a concubine at the first level of Qi Refining?

This didn't make sense.

Wait, could it be because his concubine's divine sense was strong? That's not right either.

No matter how powerful his concubine's spiritual sense was, it could only reach the level of an intermediate-stage Qi Refining Cultivator. It was impossible for her to be stronger than an advanced-stage Qi Refining Cultivator.

In that case, there seemed to be only one possibility.

That was… Wen Zhiyun's spiritual sense was extremely weak!

In order to verify this guess, when Wen Zhiyun woke up, Chen An specially brought over an illusion talisman that he had bought from the Treasures Pavillion last time.

This Illusion Talisman's grade was not high.

It was only at the intermediate level of Class 1. At most, it could only work on intermediate-stage Qi Refining Cultivators.

However, such a low-level talisman was very useful to Wen Zhiyun!

Wen Zhiyun, who was under the illusion, cowered in the corner and trembled. She covered her head with her hands and begged:

"Father, I was wrong. Don't hit me."

"I won't do it again."

"I really don't dare. Don't hit me."

"Wuwuwu…"

As she spoke, Wen Zhiyun suddenly cried out in fear.

Seeing this scene, Chen An was extremely surprised. He knew that Wen Zhiyun's childhood might be unlucky, but he did not expect it to be so unlucky.

Her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

He didn't look anymore. He closed the door for Wen Zhiyun and left.

Not long after, Wen Zhiyun came out of the illusion.

Seeing that her face was covered in tears, she instantly realized something and immediately stood up angrily to question Chen An.

However, Chen An kept acting dumb and said that he didn't understand what she was saying.

Wen Zhiyun didn't believe him and continued to question him.

However, Chen An was thick-skinned and refused to admit it.

Wen Zhiyun couldn't do anything to him, so she could only give up for the time being, but she remembered this in her heart.

In the days that followed, Chen An had become much more diligent than before.

Other than daily refining pills to earn money, the rest of the time was spent on Song Huaying and her daughter.

Especially his daughter, Chen Yuejian.

Whether it was cleaning up poop or pee, he would do it himself.

As a new father, he was very enthusiastic about doing these things related to his daughter.

He wanted to witness every moment of his daughter's growth.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed.

Her daughter Chen Yuejian's skin was finally not as dry as when she was born. It had become much rounder.

He stretched out his finger and gently poked it. He could clearly feel that the flesh was very elastic.

Wen Zhiyun still remembered that day when she was crying in the corner. When she saw Chen An teasing Chen Yuejian, who was already asleep, she immediately scolded him with a grudge.

"Is there something wrong with you?"

"Your daughter is already asleep. Why are you still teasing her?"

"Happy to wake her up?"

Originally, Chen Yuejian was sleeping well, but Wen Zhiyun's sudden scolding woke her up.

In an instant, a loud cry sounded in the room.

"Wow… wow… wow!"

Wen Zhiyun immediately picked up Chen Yuejian and skillfully rocked her to sleep, trying to make up for her mistake.

However, Chen Yuejian was crying very loudly. No matter how she coaxed her, she could not fall asleep.

Song Huaying said helplessly, "Sister Wen, let me coax you. It's almost time for you to meditate and cultivate. You can't delay it."

"It's okay. I'll be able to coax our Yue Jian to sleep soon."

Wen Zhiyun said with the pride of a midwife.

Song Huaying's parenting knowledge was all taught by her. Now that the child was crying because of her, she had to coax her personally. Otherwise, she would feel very embarrassed.

Unfortunately, Chen Yuejian did not cooperate with her.

She kept crying. There was even a tendency to cry louder and louder.

Wen Zhiyun was extremely anxious.

Chen An couldn't stand it anymore. He stepped forward and said, "Can you stop shaking? If you continue shaking, my daughter will vomit. Let me coax her."

"I'm about to put her to sleep. Don't make trouble for me!"

"Give it to me!"

Chen An couldn't be bothered with her. He directly took his daughter, Chen Yuejian, from her arms.

Then, he cast the Sleepy Time Spell on his daughter.

The next second, Chen Yuejian, who was still crying, instantly fell silent and fell asleep with a sweet expression.

Song Huaying was extremely surprised. Her husband was actually so good at coaxing children to sleep?

Wen Zhiyun, on the other hand, had a look of doubt on her face. She had been by her mother's side for many years and had seen all kinds of difficult babies. Her parenting experience far exceeded her peers. How could she be inferior to a man who had just become a father?

Chen An ignored the strange expressions on the two women's faces and looked at the notification in front of him.

[You let your daughter, Chen Yuejian, fall asleep peacefully. Sleep Helping Skill proficiency +1.]

[Sleep Assistance: Beginner (6/100)]

Only by coaxing his daughter to sleep could he increase his proficiency.

The conditions for advancement were too harsh.

It seemed that this spell could only be upgraded by fate.

With that thought, Chen An turned around and left the room.

For the past few days, he had been focusing all his attention on Song Huaying and her daughter. He seemed to have neglected the icy concubine.

He had to take some time to compensate her.

Not much. Just a day.

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