Chapter 101: Chapter 101: Spiritual Skin Liquid

"My son lives here."

Jiang Han pointed at Jiang Chen’s courtyard and said to Murong Xiangming.

As he spoke, he was already shouting toward the courtyard, "Chen’er, come out! Miss Murong from the Treasure Elephant Pavilion is here to see you."

Murong Xiangming’s interest seemed piqued, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

Inside the courtyard, Jiang Chen, who was in the middle of his Cultivation, slowly exhaled.

’My Cultivation has improved again.’

He noticed that his Cultivation had progressed a little further.

Although taking a Foundation Strengthening Pill could rapidly advance his Cultivation,

as an Alchemist, Jiang Chen knew better than anyone that it was best not to use Elixirs to raise one’s Cultivation below the Martial King realm.

After all, the early stages were for building a solid foundation. Even if a Foundation Strengthening Pill had no side effects, it was still unsuitable to take.

This was especially true for someone like him, who strove for perfection. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

For now, he just needed to cultivate steadily, step by step. Once he reached the Martial King Cultivation realm or higher, he would have access to even more miraculous Elixirs. At that point, he could appropriately use Elixirs to enhance his Cultivation.

Of course, the best method was to find some heavenly treasures or even a fortuitous encounter to advance his Cultivation.

Just then, he heard his father shouting outside.

He was somewhat surprised.

’Miss Murong from the Treasure Elephant Pavilion... isn’t that Murong Xiangming?’

’Why is she looking for me again?’

Murong Xiangming might be a woman who captured everyone’s attention, one whom countless men were crazy for.

But in his eyes, she was nothing special.

He didn’t pay her too much mind.

Now that she had come to the Jiang Family looking for him, his interest was stirred.

He stood up.

’I’d like to see what you want with me.’

Jiang Chen opened the courtyard gate and, sure enough, saw his father, Jiang Han, and Murong Xiangming standing outside.

"Father."

He glanced at his father, a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

At that moment, Murong Xiangming gave Jiang Chen a slight curtsy.

"Young Master Jiang Chen, my apologies for disturbing you again."

Her words left no room for refusal.

Jiang Chen could only smile. "Ah, it’s Miss Murong."

Seeing that the two were acquainted, Jiang Han said to Jiang Chen, "Chen’er, you two talk. I’ll be heading back."

With that, he hurried away.

In any case, Murong Xiangming seeking out his son seemed like a good thing.

Of course, for some reason, he suddenly felt a secret sense of anticipation.

’I wonder if my son can manage to marry Murong Xiangming. If he brought her home, it would be the Jiang Family’s greatest honor.’

He didn’t forget to look back at Murong Xiangming with the eyes of someone appraising a future daughter-in-law.

If Jiang Chen knew what his father was thinking, he would probably spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Miss Murong, please."

Jiang Chen invited Murong Xiangming into the courtyard. It was filled with numerous green potted plants and even many blooming flowers, making it quite beautiful.

Liang Yiyi was not present at the moment, but the stone table that Jiang Chen had previously shattered had been replaced with a new one.

Murong Xiangming looked around Jiang Chen’s courtyard and smiled. "You certainly know how to live. Living alone in such a large courtyard, filled with the songs of birds and the fragrance of flowers... even I’m envious."

Having arrived, Murong Xiangming also relaxed considerably.

It seemed that just being with Jiang Chen filled her with vitality.

Jiang Chen laughed heartily.

"If you don’t mind, I have no objection to you moving in and sharing the courtyard with me."

Murong Xiangming’s face flushed red. Although Jiang Chen was joking, his words still made her shy.

She spat lightly to the side.

"Pah, what nonsense are you spouting? I’m a young woman; if I lived in the same courtyard as you, I’d be worried about my personal safety."

Jiang Chen was amused and deliberately gave a wicked smile.

"I’m a respectable man, you don’t have to worry."

"Please, have a seat!"

Jiang Chen was just teasing. As he spoke, his movements were swift and deft as he took a porcelain pot from a nearby stand and began to work with his own hands.

He used a small brazier to brew some strange, pre-prepared flowers, adding a few plant leaves as well.

Murong Xiangming watched, finding it all very peculiar.

She watched Jiang Chen’s skillful process in detail.

Soon, Jiang Chen had finished brewing a tea-like substance.

He poured half a bowl and passed it to Murong Xiangming.

"Miss Murong, this is my secret-recipe Spiritual Skin Liquid. Drinking it can expel impurities from the body. It’s especially good for women, as it can nourish one’s looks and enhance beauty."

Murong Xiangming was momentarily stunned.

"Spiritual Skin Liquid... I’ve never heard of it before."

She wrinkled her nose and caught a strange, clear fragrance that entered her nostrils and rushed into her lungs, making her entire body feel a sense of comfort.

Just smelling the aroma of the Spiritual Skin Liquid made her feel as if she were floating on air.

She became mesmerized by this strange sensation.

In her twenty years of life, she had seen no small number of treasures.

But she had never experienced a miraculous liquid like this Spiritual Skin Liquid.

She couldn’t help but lift the small bowl and take a sip.

"GULP!"

The moment it went down, Murong Xiangming almost cried out in shock.

But sensing that it wasn’t the right time, and with Jiang Chen right there, she covered her mouth.

Her mouth was still agape as she stared dazedly at Jiang Chen.

’This Spiritual Skin Liquid’s flavor is simply refreshing to the core.’

’After drinking it, a refreshing feeling spread through my whole body. It’s so comfortable.’

She was nearly intoxicated by Jiang Chen’s Spiritual Skin Liquid.

Especially after hearing Jiang Chen say it could enhance her beauty, which for a beautiful woman, was a fatal temptation.

Jiang Chen asked with a smile, "You drank it so trustingly. Aren’t you afraid I might have poisoned it?"

He gave Murong Xiangming a meaningful look.

Murong Xiangming paused, then smiled and shook her head. "I know you wouldn’t."

"Right?"

Jiang Chen didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

"Yes, you’re right. We have no grievance against each other, and you’re so beautiful. Even if I wanted to do something, I wouldn’t have the heart."

Hearing Jiang Chen’s words, Murong Xiangming felt a warm sensation spread through her.

She had indeed considered the possibility of Jiang Chen poisoning it, but she quickly dismissed the idea.

After all, a person’s face can reveal much of their character.

Jiang Chen had an open and honest face; he didn’t seem like the type of person with a wicked heart.

Of course, besides that, she had an inexplicable confidence in Jiang Chen, believing he was not someone who would harm her.

After that first sip, Murong Xiangming discovered that not only did the Spiritual Skin Liquid have a floral taste, but drinking it also made her feel incredibly comfortable, down to every pore in her body.

She was full of praise.

She simply drank the rest of the small bowl in one go.

"Can I have another bowl?"

After finishing the small bowl, she looked at Jiang Chen with the cute demeanor of a young girl, her eyes full of expectation.

"Do I look like a stingy person?"

Jiang Chen poured another bowl for Murong Xiangming.

This made Murong Xiangming extremely happy.

It was hard to believe Jiang Chen possessed such a skill.

For women, it was an infallible trick.

After drinking another bowl, Murong Xiangming felt no discomfort in her stomach at all. Instead, she felt that her face had become even more radiant.

She broke into a smile, and at that moment, Murong Xiangming was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

"Jiang Chen, let’s get down to business."

She realized that if she didn’t bring it up, Jiang Chen wouldn’t ask what she was here for.

So now, she had no choice but to take the initiative.