Becoming An Immortal Begins With Marrying A Wife

Chapter 17: Being Targeted

[You have successfully used the Goldfinger spell, increasing your proficiency by 1.]

[Goldfinger: Proficiency (100/500)]

[Name: Gu Xinyue]

[Attributes: Pure as jade, unwavering loyalty]

[Emotions: 1 star (39/100)]

[Provided Divine Sense Intensity: 77]

[Provided Goldfinger Proficiency: 33]

"I finally broke through!"

Chen An watched as Goldfinger's realm went from beginner to proficient, and couldn't help but feel excited.

But soon, he calmed down and looked down at Gu Xinyue, who blushed and turned her head slightly, covering her mouth with her hand. He gently touched her snow-white hair and smiled, saying, "Yue'er, you don't need to cover your mouth to keep yourself from making any sound. Ying'er sleeps deeply every day, and your movements won't wake her up."

"..."

Gu Xinyue blushed even more, and she raised her other hand to cover her face, leaving only a blushing part of her face exposed.

Who could bear to see such a shy and beautiful naked woman? Shouldn't she be treated like a beast?

But Chen An held back.

Because at this moment, he was more interested in testing the power of Goldfinger after the breakthrough.

Soon, Chen An left the room and went to the backyard.

With anticipation on his face, he used Goldfinger and found that the golden light on his fingers was much brighter than before.

Then, he aimed his finger at a stone ten meters away and instinctively shot out the golden light attached to his finger.

The next second, a loud bang was heard!

The golden light accurately hit the stone, instantly piercing and cracking it, creating a shallow pit in the yellow mud beneath the stone.

So powerful!

The destructive power caused by this golden light was several times stronger than a pistol in his previous life!

Looking at the palm-sized shallow pit on the ground, Chen An was extremely excited.

This was only the second level of the realm, so what about the third, fourth, or even the fifth level?

Would Goldfinger's power become comparable to a laser cannon from a science fiction novel in his previous life, capable of accurately killing enemies from thousands of miles away, or even destroying the world?

Just thinking about it was exhilarating.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In the next half hour, Chen An didn't even have time to eat the breakfast his wives specially brought to him. He kept using Goldfinger to shoot randomly everywhere.

On the walls, tree trunks, and the ground... there were holes everywhere he looked.

His wives who accompanied him were shocked.

What's going on? The Goldfinger that my husband usually uses to please us is actually such a powerful spell? Who is my husband exactly?

...

After lunch.

Chen An told his wives about his plan to move to the core area.

His wives were all surprised, but more confused and worried.

The core area?

It is said that the rent there is as high as 100 low-grade spirit stones per month. Can we afford to live there as low-level cultivators like us?

His wives couldn't understand.

Until Chen An took out the more than 400 low-grade spirit stones he had saved and placed them in front of them, and told them that he would break through to become a first-tier advanced alchemist in less than four months, they finally realized.

To celebrate this happy occasion, Song Huaying lovingly pulled her husband into the room, wanting to reward him.

Gu Xinyue hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she blushed and followed them into the room to celebrate.

[Alchemy Experience +2]

[Divine Sense +1]

[Alchemy Experience +2]

[Divine Sense +1]

[Divine Sense +1]

[Divine Sense +1]

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After coming out of the room, Chen An immediately went into the alchemy room and started working overtime to refine pills.

After all, he was about to move to the core area, so he needed to earn as many spirit stones as possible before that.

The more, the better.

After spending over two hours, he produced a pile of pills.

Chen An took out a medicine box, packed the pills, and carried it on his back. Then, he told his wives and set off to the market to set up a stall.

Arriving at the familiar stall, at the familiar booth, Chen An had just put down his medicine box and was preparing to set up his stall when several neighboring stall owners started teasing him.

"I say, Master Chen Dan, you've earned so much recently, why do you still come out here to endure the wind and sun like us? It would be much better to just rent a shop and open a medicine store. Why do you have such strange ideas?"

"That's right, Master Chen Dan."

"Tsk tsk, if I were Master Chen Dan, I would definitely open a medicine store in the center of the market, hire a few assistants to help manage it, and spend my days and nights in pleasure with a few companions at home."

"..."

Facing the banter from his fellow colleagues, Chen An smiled and waved his hand, saying, "The money I earn is hard-earned, and it's not much at all. I almost couldn't even afford the rent recently. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come out to set up a stall. I would have been enjoying myself at home long ago."

After hearing this, the other stall owners laughed and remained silent, thinking to themselves that there must be something fishy about his words.

It's common knowledge not to flaunt one's wealth.

In the following time, Chen An chatted casually with his fellow colleagues while arranging the pills from his medicine box for sale.

They were all "Heartbreak Pills".

Because the cost of refining these pills was low and there was a high demand in the market, they had a very high cost-effectiveness.

"Fellow Daoist, give me 10 Heartbreak Pills."

"Fellow Daoist, I'll buy 20 at once. Can you give me a discount?"

"This Fellow Daoist here, I have fair skin, a beautiful appearance, and a well-proportioned figure. I still don't have a companion and spend every night alone in an empty room. I wonder if these Heartbreak Pills can help me solve the emptiness and loneliness of every night?"

...

Chen An had just set up his stall when customers started coming one after another.

In just a little over an hour, all the Heartbreak Pills were sold out.

He earned about one-third of a spiritual stone.

During this time, several seductively dressed female cultivators approached, trying to flirt with him, hinting in their words and actions that they wanted to become his companion.

However, Chen An ignored them.

It's not that he was not interested in women, but he knew very well which women he could get close to and which ones he couldn't.

After all, the phrase "beauty is a disaster" wasn't just a random imagination.

It was a well-known fact that alchemists made a fortune recently.

Many female cultivators wanted to find an alchemist as their companion.

But in reality, out of these women who actively came to him, nine out of ten had ulterior motives.

Very few genuinely wanted to find a companion to live a proper life.

Most of them just wanted to deceive spiritual stones.

Once they drained the savings of the unfortunate alchemist companion, they would unhesitatingly leave and find other victims to suck dry.

However, the fellow colleagues beside him didn't have as clear a mind as Chen An.

I thought Chen An was clueless and couldn't understand the hints from those female cultivators. He kept calling himself "Fellow Daoist Chen" in confusion.

At the same time, there was a wave of envy, jealousy, and resentment in his heart, marveling at how prosperous alchemists have been recently.

Making a lot of money in various ways.

Being embraced and pursued by female cultivators.

It's true that men fear choosing the wrong profession, and women fear marrying the wrong man.

If I had chosen the path of alchemy back then, would I be in this situation now?

Thinking about these things, many stall owners felt extremely depressed.

Chen An didn't want to be infected by their depression, so he quickly closed his stall and left, wanting to go home early to exercise with his wives and concubines.

Just then, a commotion came from not far ahead.

"When will this end? Why are people from Black Iron Mountain Villa causing trouble again?"

"Who made us poor? We can only live in the cheap area between Bamboo Leaf Forest and Black Iron Mountain Villa. It used to be fine when the two sides didn't interfere with each other, but now that they're fighting over mineral resources, can the other side not cause trouble?"

"We can't do business anymore!"

"Damn it, where are the people from Bamboo Leaf Gang? I paid them rent, why don't these damn dogs do their job?"

"Stop complaining, while the people from Black Iron Mountain Villa haven't arrived yet, quickly close your stalls and leave!"

"..."

Chen An followed the commotion and looked over.

Then, he saw a group of cultivators with large machetes on their backs, swaggering towards the market.

There were a total of nine people, exuding a strong aura as they walked, not hiding their cultivation level at all.

The leader was a scruffy male cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining, but his aura was comparable to that of someone at the fifth level of Qi Refining, showing his formidable strength.

The eight people behind him were all cultivators at the third level of Qi Refining.

With such a team, their strength was enough to sweep everyone in this market.

After all, only Qi Refining early-stage cultivators from the lower area of the cheap district would come to this market.

Any Qi Refining mid-stage cultivators would move to the ordinary area near the core district, and Qi Refining late-stage cultivators would directly reside in the core district as guests of the Bamboo Leaf Gang.

Seeing the aggressive approach of the cultivators from Black Iron Mountain Villa, Chen An knew that they would most likely cause some trouble and smash stalls. Without hesitation, he immediately picked up his medicine box and left.

However, as soon as he turned around, he heard a surprised voice from a cultivator from Black Iron Mountain Villa behind him:

"Brother Zhang, look! There's an alchemist ahead. This time, we're in luck!"

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