Longevity, Invincible From Taking Concubines.

[For a better reading experience, please store your brain here. Within two hundred chapters, taking concubines will surely exceed one hundred.]

By the side of a small river, on an old tree with yellowing leaves, the withered leaves fell slowly into the clear river with the wind. On the water surface, ripples formed concentric circles and spread out. In the river, the dry leaves flowed slowly along the current towards the distance.

Not far away, a wooden painted boat moved slowly and leisurely.

On the boat, the charming courtesans were showing off their charm to the sparse passersby on both sides of the river.

Occasionally, one or two burly men would leap onto the boat, eliciting a burst of laughter from the courtesans.

This is the daily scene that can be seen everywhere in the county town of Gusu.

By the river, an old man with white hair held a fishing rod in one hand and wore a bamboo hat on his head, leisurely fishing against the setting sun and evening breeze.

His name is Jiang Chuan.

He has been transmigrated to this world for over fifty years.

There is no bullshit system, nor any awakening of extraordinary talents.

In this fantasy world, he is just an ordinary passerby.

With the knowledge he has acquired from two lifetimes, he has learned many skills that can make money in this world.

In the Great Xia Dynasty, they are called secondary professions.

Like painters, scholars, elephant trainers, soul masters, chefs, and brewers, they all fall under the category of secondary professions.

After fifty years of familiarity, he can now make a living with these skills.

Occasionally, he would also save fallen women at the Musical Courtyard.

But the frequency is a bit high.

Now that he is getting older, he only goes there seven or eight times a month.

After all, his body is not as good as before.

Taking advantage of the remaining years of his life, he is also preparing to settle down.

He should think about his own affairs after he's gone.

No matter what, he is already content to have transmigrated once and live safely in this fantasy world until now.

If there is something he can't let go of, it is probably not having explored this vast world.

Not having set foot in that fantasy world and become one of the few at the top of the pyramid.

Or not having deep conversations with those top-tier women of great power.

Of course, these thoughts are just fantasies.

He knows very well the benefits of keeping a low profile.

He has seen more than once those show-offs losing their heads and dying in front of him.

The first time he saw it, he even vomited for a while, but gradually he got used to it.

He has long learned to keep a low profile. If there is any movement, it is best to keep a certain distance first.

Just at this moment, a familiar voice came from beside him.

"Hey, Old Jiang, you're here so early. Are you lonely and cold, only able to keep your fishing rod company?"

Jiang Chuan glanced at the old man.

His name is Old Wang.

He lives next door.

He often comes to tease him, relying on his charming wife.

"Huh, you, an air force guy, have the nerve to say that to me. I doubt if you ever catch anything when you go fishing. Are you sure you're not here for a free meal?"

"I suspect your secondary profession as a fisherman is fake."

"Tsk. This is for my health. What do you know?"

Jiang Chuan's mouth curled up, teasingly looking at the old man.

"By the way, you don't seem to be in good health. Are you sure your wife has no objections to you?"

"How about I work for you for a few days, so you can have some time off?"

Upon hearing this, Old Wang's eyes widened.

"Damn it, old man, I've known for a long time that you have ulterior motives towards my wife. Now it's finally exposed."

Jiang Chuan just smiled and said nothing.

Old Wang was so angry that he almost poked Jiang Chuan's nostrils with his yellowed bamboo fishing rod.

It's really infuriating.

He is already over seventy.

His wife is only in her forties.

Just the right age to be like a wolf and a tiger.

In recent years, she has complained to him about this matter more than once.

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It's just that every time, she brings up the old man next door.

Jiang Chuan's frequent visits to the Musical Courtyard are not a secret.

The wife of the neighbor next door often looked at him with strange eyes.

She would often bring lamb kidneys to him for no reason.

And she would say that Old Wang doesn't like to eat them.

What does it mean that you don't like it when you buy this so often?

Is she trying to make herself make mistakes or become a bull-headed person?

Putting aside these messy thoughts, he looked at the old man jokingly.

The look in his eyes seemed to say, "You really can't do it. This is not something I'm saying."

Old Wang was almost choked to death by his nonchalant attitude.

Everyone is almost at the end of their lives.

Why is there such a big difference?

One can't even handle his own wife, while the other frequently goes to places with fireworks.

What's even more annoying is that this old man is still so handsome at his age.

He must have caused a lot of trouble when he was young.

As soon as his eyes turned, bad intentions emerged.

"Hehe, Old Jiang. You see, you're not young anymore. How about I find you a concubine?"

"Don't rush to refuse. Think about it, when you're gone, someone will take care of your affairs."

"Besides, your little money, it's better to leave it to a young widow than to let others benefit."

In this world, having three wives and four concubines is very common.

As long as you can afford it, there's no problem with marrying as many as you want.

But absolute fairness must be achieved.

There can't be a situation where one bowl of water is not level, nor can there be a decrease in living standards.

Otherwise, divorce is not a big deal.

Jiang Chuan doesn't have a woman by his side.

At his age, he often goes to the Musical Courtyard, clearly a person with some assets.

Some young widows have inquired about his situation.

He is aware of this.

But those women, with their predatory looks, always make him feel uncomfortable.

Now, hearing what he said, it seems quite reasonable.

He nodded slightly.

"Alright, I'll listen to you, old brother."

His body is not as strong as before, and he won't have much time left in this world.

It's reasonable to find someone to take care of his affairs.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly popped into his mind.

[Ding, Wife and Concubine System online. Beginner's gift package delivered.]

[Please host, marry many wives and concubines, and enjoy a happy life.]

Jiang Chuan...

At this moment, he was in despair.

Damn, a system that's decades late, and it opens with this damn method.

Why didn't you say it earlier?

If you had said it earlier, even if you used force, I would have married a group of them.

Now, I'm already buried below my neck.

You damn system.

Can't you respect the transmigrator a little?

Is it so difficult to provide a beginner's guide?

He immediately opened the system and checked the contents of this beginner's gift package.

He wanted to see what was inside.

A golden light appeared, and to be honest, the special effects should be worth fifty cents.

Several items appeared in his system space.

[Ding, First Grade Martial Soul World Fusion completed.]

[Desolate Level Martial Emperor Pill, one. Taking this pill will grant Martial Emperor Level cultivation.]

[Formation skill, Two-Yi Illusory Formation successfully infused.]

[Ninth Grade Formation Rune Short Sword, one.]

[Blue pill, one pound.]

When he saw the last one, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

What the hell, does my body really need a blue pill?

Does this damn system look down on me so much?

"Within 200 chapters, if there are less than 100 concubines, I will livestream myself doing a handstand while having diarrhea."