CHAPTER 180: CHAPTER 174: STIRRING UP THE GRASS TO SCARE THE SNAKE

The most crucial part is that they can have a more powerful array for protection, and they don’t have to spend a lot of money to buy it.

Returning indoors, Shen Wang had Zheng Yunshu sit down. Then, his forehead emitted a radiance, and his spiritual power, known as Spiritual Sense among cultivators, gathered into one, entering along the meridians.

Then, a faint vein on Zheng Yunshu’s arm began to throb, and Shen Wang also showed a solemn expression, using all his Spiritual Sense to extract the Spirit-Binding Silk from this meridian.

As sweat appeared on Shen Wang’s forehead, a red dot appeared on the fair skin of Zheng Yunshu’s arm, followed by a black dot emerging.

This black dot was pinhole-sized, finer than a hair, and under Shen Wang’s control of his Spiritual Sense, it was slowly pulled out, soon revealing a black line.

Within the meridian, Shen Wang’s Spiritual Sense wrapped the entire Spirit-Binding Silk, or else such a fine Spirit-Binding Silk would cut the meridian like a knife.

Shen Wang pulled it out very slowly, taking the time of two incense sticks to finally extract a foot-long black thread.

At this moment, he was drenched in sweat, and in the span of two quarters of an hour, his attention was highly focused, consuming a lot of spiritual energy, comparable to a great battle.

[You extracted Spirit-Binding Silk for your pregnant wife using Spiritual Sense, Spirit +1]

When it was completely extracted, a system prompt appeared, indicating that Shen Wang’s efforts did not go unrewarded.

The system gave a reward.

The reason was that Zheng Yunshu was pregnant, and he had been receiving such rewards for half a month, extracting several Spirit-Binding Silks daily and gaining several points as a reward.

Solving this problem for Zheng Yunshu resulted in his spiritual power doubling, making him quite strong among the same realm.

Due to the significant enhancement in spiritual power, extracting Spirit-Binding Silk has become much easier now. Initially, it took him over half an hour to extract one, but now he manages in just two quarters of an hour.

After the Spirit-Binding Silk was extracted, it swiftly contracted into a black dot no bigger than a grain of rice.

Zheng Yunshu took a White Jade Plate from nearby, and Shen Wang tossed the extracted piece into it, producing a ding sound.

In the plate, there were nearly a hundred similar items, differing only in size.

Seeing these, Shen Wang commented, "One day, I will let the Xie Family taste the bitterness of this thing too."

"Husband, have some water and take a rest first."

Zheng Yunshu picked up a brocade handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Shen Wang’s forehead and neck, handing him a cup of tea.

After taking a sip, Shen Wang rested momentarily before continuing to extract Spirit-Binding Silk.

The Spirit-Binding Silk within Zheng Yunshu’s body not only invaded the Eight Meridians but also many acupoints and smaller meridians, making it immensely complex.

If it weren’t for the system rewards, the sheer number alone would drive a person mad.

Viewing it as a unique cultivation practice, Shen Wang patiently extracted ten threads before stopping.

His mental energy was greatly depleted. Being able to extract ten was only thanks to the system rewards each time.

Exhaling, Shen Wang said, "Let’s continue tomorrow."

"More than half of the Spirit-Binding Silk is gone now, so there’s basically no feeling left. Husband, don’t need to rush, you can extract a few less each day."

Gently wiping Shen Wang’s sweat, Zheng Yunshu softly said, "Delaying the restoration of cultivation by a day or two is no big deal."

"It’s okay. This is also a kind of cultivation for me."

Shen Wang shook his head.

"Alright."

Zheng Yunshu obediently replied, standing up to tidy Shen Wang’s clothes before adjusting her own white dress.

Looking at his obedient wife, Shen Wang felt a sense of fulfillment and thought of Paper Kite. He called Lan Kui and Jia’Er over.

Lan Kui’s originally short blue hair had grown to shoulder length, her pupils a light gold, exuding an exotic beauty.

She wore a purple short dress, with long and straight legs, round and fair, clad in wooden slippers, and a blue crop top, with her belly still small.

Observing her appearance, it seemed that Lan Kui’s pregnancy period would undoubtedly be longer than Paper Kite’s, which Shen Wang attributed to the fact that she was a hybrid of human and demon.

"Hehe, husband, is there anything you need from us?" Lan Kui was the household’s joy, appearing carefree, always sporting an innocent and radiant smile.

Shen Wang said, "Tomorrow, I plan to head out. Keep an eye on Paper Kite’s situation. If she goes into labor and I’m not at home, I’ll need you to handle it."

"Master, rest assured, we will take good care of Sister Paper Kite."

Jia’Er chimed in, her eyes full of spirit, making her stand out no less than other women.

On the following morning, Shen Wang administered the last bit of elixir to Paper Kite. After it was consumed, he disguised himself simply and, bearing the spoils from the last battle, set off.

This time, he needed to visit the Yun Family but also intended to make a trip to the Hundred Refinements City to see if he could meet Zheng Bingzhong.

A month had passed since he last went out, and the season outside had changed. Witnessing all this, Shen Wang acknowledged that indeed the cultivation realm differed from the mundane world; a single retreat could lead to seasonal shifts as a normal occurrence.

He glanced at himself, wearing a black tight-fitting robe, his face sporting some stubble and a scar; he looked like a seasoned, weathered man, significantly altering his appearance. Unless someone had superior cultivation to discern his aura, it’d be difficult to recognize him.

Instinctively, he released his Water Spirit Sense, first surveying the nearby area according to his usual practice and then distancing himself a bit.

Before covering a mile, he sensed something amiss.

Among the jungle, there was a trace of abnormality, something that might not be noticeable without sensitive perception.

He frowned and stopped in his tracks, but before he could retreat, a cold glint appeared before him in the lush forest.

Sidestepping to dodge, the cold light turned behind him, aiming for the back of his neck.

Shen Wang had no choice but to draw his blade, deflecting a white disc with a clang.

The edge of this thing was as thin as a cicada’s wing, engraved with runes, and could easily cut open the human body from any angle.