Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price-Chapter 103: The Neighboring Female Cultivator Is Pregnant

Chapter 103: Chapter 103: The Neighboring Female Cultivator Is Pregnant

a.m.

Narrow Rain Lane.

The night is deep and quiet.

"Come, come, come, brothers, let’s drink!"

"Haha, the three of us originally wanted to be bandit Ghost Cultivators, but thanks to a senior’s guidance, we’re now making a career in the food market!"

"Indeed, and it’s not just Yunling Town; even cultivators from neighboring villages and towns come to us for Spirit Flesh. Didn’t expect the righteous path to be so lucrative, hahaha!"

In a narrow rented room, three men drink and sing, full of vigor and spirit.

They originated from the Blood Pill Sect in the Western Demon Land, and after being betrayed and chased by their fellow sect members, they fled to the Eastern Cultivation Land under new identities, living off plunder.

Unexpectedly, they were subdued by a mysterious red-haired female senior, who commanded them to capture Spirit Beasts on Yunling Mountain to provide Spirit Flesh for her.

To improve their efficiency in capturing Spirit Beasts, the three were forced to change their professions.

Zhao Yi became a Puppet Master, responsible for creating trapping puppets.

Qian Er became a Spirit Plant Master, tasked with cultivating Spirit Grass that attracts Spirit Beasts.

Sun San has already become a Second Tier Spirit Beast Master, now able to tame three wild Spiritual Mastiffs simultaneously.

In one night, the three can capture over ten Spiritual Mastiffs. The senior only requires one every two or three days, and they couldn’t afford to keep more.

So they decided, after some discussion, to rent a stall in the food market over in Cyan Luo Lane, specializing in selling Spiritual Mastiff meat.

Unexpectedly, they gained fame; the business grew increasingly better, and now the three earn several dozen Spirit Stones each day selling meat, with their standard of living rising sharply.

In a few days, they plan to rent a large three-bedroom, two-living room house on Cyan Luo Lane and lead a moderately prosperous life from then on.

"We owe our current success to the senior’s guidance; it’s what led us back to the right track and onto the broad road to success!"

"Indeed, to the senior!"

"To the senior!"

They clink glasses again and laugh heartily.

Suddenly, their expressions change, clutching their chests and crying out in pain, yet their faces reveal joy.

"Ah ah! It’s the senior!"

"Ah! Senior, you’ve finally summoned us!"

"Wooo, senior, I thought you’d forgotten us!"

While crying out in pain, they simultaneously express joy, hastily depart, and soon arrive at Willow Smoke Lane.

Sure enough, the long-missed red-haired figure stands in the lane, moonlight casting radiant reflections on her tall, curvaceous silhouette.

But Zhao Yi and the others only see admiration and reverence, without a hint of desire, kneeling together:

"Senior!"

Xia Qinglian looks down at them, speaking indifferently:

"Starting tomorrow, I want Second Grade Spirit Beast flesh."

They are taken aback, Zhao Yi hesitantly says, "Senior, on Yunling Mountain, there are only Roc Headed Leopards of Second Grade Spirit Beasts, and they’re extremely hard to capture; can we have more time?"

Sun San, however, kowtows loudly, "Senior has ordered, and I vow to comply, and will present the Second Grade Spirit Beast flesh by tomorrow!"

Zhao Yi stares at him in disbelief.

The next moment, the red figure has already vanished.

"Damn! Sun San, you sycophant, are you ignoring everything just to please the senior?" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

"That Roc Headed Leopard isn’t so easy to catch!"

Zhao Yi angrily yells at Sun San.

Sun San blankly stares at the spot where the red-haired female cultivator was standing, murmuring:

"The senior has become more elegant. I’m willing to do anything for the senior!"

Zhao Yi is stunned, following him with nods, "Indeed, the senior possesses a captivating quality; even a glance makes me exceedingly happy."

Qian Er has already turned and walked off, Zhao Yi asks, "Qian Er, what are you doing?"

"You two only talk; unlike me, I silently contribute for the senior. I’m heading to Yunling Mountain now!"

"Damn, that bastard wants to steal glory, stop right there!"

"Wait for me, I can’t miss out on serving the senior!"

...

The next day.

a.m.

Qin Gengyun returns from Yunling Mountain, battered and weary, while Qiu Zhihe has already risen and says to him:

"I’m going out to buy groceries."

Qin Gengyun is surprised, "Zhihe, you’re going grocery shopping before dawn?"

Qiu Zhihe says, "In the food market on Cyan Luo Lane, a shop selling Upper Grade Spirit Flesh has opened; it’s said you can buy Roc Headed Leopard meat if you go early."

"Roc Headed Leopard? That’s a Second Grade Spirit Beast; is someone really willing to slaughter it for meat?"

Qin Gengyun is even more surprised, Qiu Zhihe calmly says:

"Take a nap, I’ll apply medicine on you when I return."

Qin Gengyun agrees, reminding her, "It’s not fully light yet, be careful, Zhihe."

Qiu Zhihe nods and heads out.

At this moment, the dawn is beginning to break, and many houses in Narrow Rain Lane have lit candles, with white mist surrounding them.

Qiu Zhihe walks calmly down the lane, a door opens, and Chen Fang steps out with a basket, happily approaching her:

"Taoist Friend Qiu, haven’t seen you for days, you’re out early to buy groceries too?"

Qiu Zhihe nods.

Chen Fang warmly links arms with her, "Perfect, let’s go together."

Qiu Zhihe remains silent, and Chen Fang is used to her demeanor, as the two women head to the food market together.

Narrow Rain Lane is a low-rent area with no nearby markets; the Loose Cultivators living here usually go to Cyan Luo Lane for groceries.

Along the way, Chen Fang keeps talking, while Qiu Zhihe nods occasionally, sometimes showing a faint smile.

Qiu Zhihe is chill and dislikes socializing with others; Chen Fang and her husband often help Qin Gengyun, so Qiu Zhihe maintains a closer relationship against her nature.

"By the way, Taoist Friend Qiu, I have something to tell you."

Chen Fang’s face radiates happiness, gently touching her abdomen, whispering:

"I have conceived a child of destiny!"

Qiu Zhihe is taken aback, looking at Chen Fang’s belly, finally realizing:

"You’re... expecting?"

Chen Fang nods, her joy unstoppable:

"I’ve been married to Chen Dao for years without children, and now I’m finally pregnant. You have no idea; when I told him, he was so happy, I thought he’d burst through the roof!"

Qiu Zhihe pauses silently, puzzled, she asks, "Why does having offspring bring joy?"

Chen Fang smiles, "Loving couples naturally hope for children. Raising them together, being a happy and joyful family, is better than the treacherous, bloodstained intrigues of the Major Sect even if living a lifetime in Narrow Rain Lane!"

Qiu Zhihe’s gaze flickers, she looks steadily at Chen Fang and suddenly asks, "Taoist Friend Chen, what sect are you from?"

Chen Fang links arms with her, "I’m just a Loose Cultivator, no sect at all. By the way, when do you and Taoist Friend Qin plan on having children?"

Qiu Zhihe simply points ahead at the food market, "We’re here."

Half an hour later.

Qiu Zhihe emerges from the food market, not heading straight home but instead going to Willow Smoke Lane, stopping at a secluded area, lifting a piece of azure brick on the wall, revealing a large piece of Spirit Flesh tightly wrapped in oil paper, and placing it in her basket.

Then she returns to Narrow Rain Lane.

Back home, Qin Gengyun and Liu Su are still asleep. She carries the basket into the kitchen.

Unwrapping the oil paper, a rich aroma immediately fills the air.

Inside is the meat of the Second Grade Spirit Beast, Roc Headed Leopard.

Qiu Zhihe silently begins to cut the meat.

Suddenly she pauses.

"Raising them together, being a happy and joyful family, is better than the treacherous, bloodstained intrigues of the Major Sect even if living a lifetime in Narrow Rain Lane."

Chen Fang’s words involuntarily surface in her mind, Qiu Zhihe clenches her fists, with veins bulging on her hands.

With a cold snort, she picks up the knife and resumes cutting the meat.