Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married-Chapter 69 - : Pursuer from Back Then

Chapter 69: Pursuer from Back Then

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The dreaded day had finally come. 𝙗𝒆𝙙𝒏𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡.𝙣𝙚𝒕

However, Chen An did not expect it to come so early.

It had only been two days since Deacon Tang died, but the Bamboo Leaf Gang’s Law Enforcement Hall had come to investigate. It could be said to be very fast.

“Phew-”

Chen An took a deep breath, got up, and came out of the alchemy room.

At this moment, his wives were already waiting in the hall. All of them looked worried.

After all, Deacon Tang had died at the hands of their husband. His corpse was still buried in the backyard.

Now that he saw the people from the Bamboo Leaf Gang’s Law Enforcement Hall coming to investigate, it would be a lie to say that he was not worried.

His wives were worried, but Chen An was even more worried.

However, as the head of the family, he could not show it at this moment.

After giving his wives some instructions, he brought them out of the alley.

At this moment, all the residents in the alley came out.

However, unlike before, the people who came out did not stand on both sides of the alley.

This was because many male Cultivators in the alley had been forced to become mercenaries. Many had died on the battlefield, and not many had returned alive.

As time passed, the number of residents in the alley decreased.

In the past, the ratio of men to women in the entire Green Willow Alley was about the same.

At a glance, the number of women was nearly twice that of men.

Many families only had one man in their entire family. The rest were all wives.

Few of these wives were first wives. Many of them were widows who had been taken in from the houses of their deceased neighbors. They all looked good.

Those with poor looks and high cultivation were forced to go to the battlefield.

Those with low cultivation were arranged to work day and night in the logistics department.

“All of you, stand properly. Don’t walk around!”

A fierce-looking Law Enforcement Hall Cultivator berated loudly.

There was an elder, a hall master, and three deacons in the Bamboo Leaf Gang’s law enforcement hall.

As for him, he was that Hall Master.

After seeing that the residents had settled down, Hall Master Huang said respectfully to Elder Zhao beside him, “Elder Zhao, all the residents have come out. Do you have any arrangements next?”

Elder Zhao said indifferently, “In groups of two, split into ten groups. Go door to door and search the house. Search the house for Deacon Tang’s belongings. Ask the owner of the house if he knows anything and see if you can find any clues.”

When Hall Master Huang heard this, he immediately arranged for his subordinates to split into two groups and search door to door.

As for himself, he waited for Elder Zhao’s next instructions.

After hearing Elder Zhao’s words, Chen An could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

He had thought that Elder Zhao, who was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, would have some method to search his soul and ask questions. He was worried that he would be exposed.

In the end, Elder Zhao’s methods looked no different from the investigations in his previous life.

At most, his attitude would be more unyielding.

With such an investigation method, it was impossible to find out that Deacon Tang had appeared in the Chen An family.

That was because when Chen An dealt with the corpse after the incident, he had used a special fire to burn the corpse and its belongings to eliminate the aura on it.

Not to mention humans, even if the spirit dog came, it would definitely not discover anything.

Chen An thought so with a calm expression.

However, in the next second, this calmness disappeared.

This was because Elder Zhao from the Enforcement Hall was currently walking towards him with Hall Master Huang.

“Husband…”

Song Huaying was very worried when she saw this. She could not help but reach out to grab Chen An’s clothes. She was so nervous that her palms were sweating.

She was a mortal. When facing unfamiliar Cultivators, she would instinctively feel nervous.

Chen An was afraid that she would expose herself, so he cast a Sleepy Time Spell on her.

Song Huaying instantly fell asleep and was supported by Gu Xinyue.

Chen Yuejian, who was originally in her arms, was also carried over by Wen Zhiyun.

“Elder Zhao.”

“Hall Master Huang.”

Seeing that Elder Zhao and Hall Master Huang had already made their way to him, Chen An greeted them respectfully.

“Mm,” Hall Master Huang replied coldly.

Elder Zhao did not respond. His gaze landed on Wen Zhiyun’s stomach and he frowned slightly.

He was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator and had a powerful divine consciousness. Even though Wen Zhiyun’s fetus had yet to move, he could still sense the life in her stomach.

“Fellow Cultivator Wen, are you pregnant?”

“Yes.” Wen Zhiyun said coldly.

When Elder Zhao heard this, he immediately got mad.

In the past, when he pursued Wen Zhiyun as a Foundation Establishment expert, Wen Zhiyun ignored him and said that she had to abstain from sex and focus on cultivation.

But now, Wen Zhiyun had married a low-level Alchemist like Chen An and was pregnant with Chen An’s child.

This made him especially angry.

Heh, she said that she wanted to abstain in the name of cultivation. Now, it seemed that she was just a slut who looked at appearances.

As soon as she saw the handsome male Cultivator, she immediately married him. In less than a year, she was pregnant with a bastard.

Damn it!

The more Elder Zhao thought about it, the angrier he became. He could not help but say to Hall Master Huang with a cold expression, “I suspect that Deacon Tang’s disappearance is related to this family. Follow me to search!”

Although it was called a search, he actually wanted to go in and see what kind of husband Wen Zhiyun had married into.

He wanted to see where he had lost!

Could it be that he really lost just because of his looks?

Accompanied by Chen An’s family, Elder Zhao and Hall Master Huang entered the house.

Hall Master Huang was really searching.

Elder Zhao, who had suggested coming in to search, immediately went straight to Wen Zhiyun’s room based on his sensitivity to different people’s auras.

In the name of searching, he greedily sized up his goddess’s boudoir like a bootlicker. As he sucked the smell inside, he felt extremely satisfied.

However, when he smelled the fragrance of a large number of briars in the air, he was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged. He was so angry that he clenched his fists tightly, wanting to smash Chen An, who was holding Wen Zhiyun’s hand.

He could imagine how many tragic battles had happened in this small boudoir and how many billions of lives had been obliterated. The more he thought about it, the more he felt his head pound.

He could not stay in this place that was filled with humiliation for him for a moment longer.

He suddenly waved his sleeve, turned around, and walked out of the room. His voice was filled with malice as he said, “Hall Master Huang, let’s go!”

Hall Master Huang responded and quickly left.

“Husband, I feel that the way Elder Zhao looked at you just now seemed to be filled with killing intent…”

Gu Xinyue said worriedly.

Chen An also felt it and knew the reason. This was because he had heard from

Wen Zhiyun that this Elder Zhao used to be Wen Zhiyun’s pursuer.

Moreover, he could be labeled as a fanatical suitor.

“You don’t have to worry about that. If there’s nothing else, disperse. Go do whatever you have to do.”

Chen An said to his wives.

The wives were very obedient. Gu Xinyue sent the sleeping Song Huaying back to her room, and Wen Zhiyun sent Chen Yuejian over.

Watching them leave, Chen An stayed in Wen Zhiyun’s room and sat down. He began to think about the possibility of being able to surpass Elder Zhao.

Poison? Sneak attack? A trap?

Or… a dust bomb?

After thinking about it, Chen An only had these dirty tricks in his mind, but he felt that they were not very reliable.

He thought about it again and felt that the most important thing now was to quickly become a second-grade Alchemist and join the Treasure Hall for protection.

Next, he had to nurture his daughter to grow up. He had to let her learn how to draw Qi into her body as soon as possible and step onto the path of immortality to obtain the system reward.

“Husband, I’m a little worried that Zhao guy will harm you.”

Wen Zhiyun came back from Song Huaying’s room and sat down beside Chen An with a worried expression.

Chen An picked up her hands and played with it. He rubbed and pinched it as he said, “Don’t worry. I’ll become a second-grade Alchemist in a few days. At that time, as long as I can successfully join the Treasure Pavilion, even the leader of the Bamboo Leaf Gang won’t be able to do anything to us.”

“Ok.”

Wen Zhiyun leaned on Chen An’s shoulder and looked at ease.

She recalled her lonely life in the past. She had to do everything herself. She didn’t know who to complain to when she had troubles.

Now, she only needed to serve her husband as best as she could in bed. She did not have to worry about anything else. Her life was much better than before.

It was so good to be a little woman.

At the thought of this, Wen Zhiyun somehow wanted to wheedle. Her eyes were filled with affection as she said,

“Husband, I’m hungry.”

“What do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you.”

“I want to eat fried dough sticks and drink soy milk.”

“It’s fine if you let me do it. Fried dough sticks and soy milk are not easy to make. It’s very time-consuming.”

“But I just want to eat fried dough sticks and drink soy milk.”

Wen Zhiyun got up and sat on Chen An’s body. She reached out her slender arms and wrapped them around his neck. Her usual arrogant face became exceptionally gentle at this moment.

Chen An could not resist her advances, but he did not want to spoil her too much. He said, “I can make you fried dough sticks and soy milk, but you have to pay me a little.”

“Then… what reward do you want?”

“I want to hear from you how Elder Zhao of the Bamboo Leaf Gang wooed you in the past.”

“You can say it, but you have to get me fried dough sticks first and grind soy milk for me to drink. I’ll tell you while eating and drinking.”

Wen Zhiyun’s face returned to its usual arrogant expression as she bargained with Chen An expertly..