CHAPTER 239: CHAPTER 235: MEN, OH MEN

"System!"

Chen Xuan whispered.

The long-lost golden panel appeared before his eyes.

Ever since he returned to the Chen Mansion, Chen Xuan neither cultivated nor bothered to open the system.

...

[Artifacts: Springwater (Skill Points 80% boost), Flawless (Cultivation Techniques, martial arts comprehension difficulty reduced by 80%), Sophisticated, Conch, Intelligent]

[Divine Techniques: Evolution (Perfected), Telepathy (Great Achievement), Divine Feet (Zhen Realm)]

[Talent: Concealment]

[Fortunes: Great Zhou (95), Great Xia (95)]

[Spouse Bound: Su Yun]

[Realm: Martial Cultivator: Grade One (Immaculate (Nine Levels)), Spirit Cultivator: First Tier (Divine Soul (Tier Five))]

[Cultivation Techniques: Nine Elements Dao Skill (Immortal Grade) (Six Levels (277,000/3,200,000)), Myriad Manifestation Skill (Eight Levels (36,000/1,020,000))]

[Skills: Sun-Chasing Archery (Great Achievement), Flowing Cloud Body Technique (Great Achievement)...

[Skill Points: 2,885,000]

...

"Hmm?"

Chen Xuan let out a soft murmur.

His gaze fell on the fortunes section, surprised that after the great war, Great Zhou and Great Xia’s fortunes had reached 95 points.

Not only that, even though he was in Great Xia’s territory, the word "Decline" next to Great Zhou had disappeared.

"It should have to do with the announcements made by the two countries not long ago."

Chen Xuan mumbled to himself.

The day after the great war ended.

Great Xia issued Xia Yi’s decree, recognizing Great Zhou’s legitimacy, and Jizhou, Qing Province, Yu Province, and Yan Province belonged to Great Zhou.

Great Xia was willing to establish permanent good relations with Great Zhou.

Moreover, all Sect members were free to enter and exit the five provinces of Great Xia.

To alleviate their concerns, Great Xia even abolished the Inspectorate.

After that, Great Zhou issued the same decree.

At this point, the Nine Provinces have stabilized.

But thinking about it... the Human Realm only has a hundred years left, no point in fighting!

"The Supreme Domain?"

This place appeared in his mind.

Should he go?

Of course!

From the beginning, Chen Xuan had already made up his mind; he could live for over 1,000 years, and even among his women, the weakest, Su Wanqiu, could live up to 200 years or more.

Just a mere hundred years is too short.

Not for others, but for them, he must go to this so-called Supreme Domain.

Just not in a hurry for now, at least enjoy a good year first.

After all, Xia Yi said that the Supreme Domain is extremely dangerous, and falling there is not uncommon if something goes wrong.

So....

Let’s enjoy some time first.

Moreover, all the women are pregnant now, at least until the children are born.

His gaze fell back on the panel.

2,885,000!

Just a few thousand skill points away from the Nine Elements Dao Skill (Immortal Grade).

Even though all the women are pregnant, and in the early stages too, of course there’s no messing around, skill points can’t be gained for now.

But with his current cultivation speed, it will take just a few days.

However....

Let’s upgrade the Myriad Manifestation Skill first.

After all, once upgrading the Nine Elements Dao Skill, although Xia Yi said that the Human Realm can no longer produce Immortal Grades, with his system, who knows.

If he accidentally reaches the Immortal Grade, it would be troublesome.

Xia Yi said it would lead to eradication!

Though most likely to scare him.

But once he breaks through to the Immortal Grade, the Human Realm will definitely be in big trouble.

"Upgrade Myriad Manifestation Skill!"

Chen Xuan said softly.

Immediately a thunderous sound filled his mind, and his sea of consciousness expanded rapidly.

The insights of the eight levels of the Myriad Manifestation Skill surged into his mind.

Chen Xuan immediately gathered his thoughts and began cultivating.

...

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Chen Xuan finally finished cultivating.

Spirit Cultivation also reached Tier Six of the Divine Soul.

At this moment, a wisp of spiritual power appeared at Chen Xuan’s fingertips.

Under Telepathy, this wisp of spiritual power emitted a faint white glow.

"It’s about twice as thick as before!"

Chen Xuan muttered to himself.

Based on this rough estimation, Tier Six of the Divine Soul should be about twice as strong as Tier Five, though this is just a rough calculation.

Dispersing this wisp of spiritual power, his gaze fell back on the panel.

Myriad Manifestation Skill (Nine Levels (0/2,040,000))

[Skill Points: 1,901,000]

Just a little bit short.

Chen Xuan frowned.

"Spirit Cultivation costs much more than Martial Cultivation!"

He couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

He just calculated that reaching Tier Nine of the Divine Soul would require at least over 14 million skill points.

When he figured that out, even he was shocked.

It’s terrifying.

However, the Myriad Manifestation Skill is currently only deduced to Ten Levels, meaning only up to Tier Eight of the Divine Soul can be cultivated.

"Forget it, let’s not think about it!"

Chen Xuan shook his head; there’s still more than ten months left, no need to hurry.

Then he got up and left the side room.

When he arrived in the rear hall, he saw several women sitting quietly, each doing needlework.

"What are you...?"

Chen Xuan immediately asked curiously.

"Making clothes!"

Su Yun’s movements were clumsy but very serious.

"Making clothes?"

Chen Xuan blurted out, but then he realized and chuckled softly.

He pulled over a chair and sat down, then continued, "It’s still early, and you don’t have to make them yourselves!"

"What do you know!"

Su Wanqiu immediately glared at him discontentedly, her head lowered, and the needlework in her hands seemed alive.

"Children must wear clothes made by their mothers to feel comfortable!"

As she spoke, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved into a slight smile.

"See, husband, you just don’t get it!"

At this moment, Pei Yuenan also chimed in.

"Yes, yes, yes! Big sister is right!"

....

Now, all the other women spoke up, and they were all supporting Su Wanqiu.

Alright, alright!

Can’t afford to mess with them, can’t afford to mess with them.

Since these women got pregnant, they started paying less and less attention to him as the head of the household.

Of course, Chen Xuan wasn’t the least bit angry.

On the contrary, he was quite satisfied with the women.

Given Chen Xuan’s current status, they were still the same as before, without any changes.

Very rare indeed!

However....

Apart from Su Wanqiu, the needlework of the others was really unbearable to see.

Of course, Chen Xuan didn’t say a word, as this was the love of soon-to-be mothers.

"Ladies, lunch is ready!"

At this moment, Xiaozhu entered with a smiling face.

A moment later.

The round table was filled with all sorts of dishes.

Since Su Wanqiu was already pregnant, Pei Yuenan specially transferred two chefs from the Ink Lotus Pavilion.

All the dishes were tailored to each person’s taste.

And it wasn’t just the usual three meals a day; whenever anyone was hungry, they had to be ready within half an hour.

Of course, Pei Yuenan was generous with these two chefs, paying them three times more than in the Ink Lotus Pavilion.

Although the two chefs were tired, they were willing to accept it for so much silver.

...

Three days later.

Nightfall!

Chen Xuan stood alone in the backyard, feeling quite helpless.

Ever since they got pregnant, the women had also been sleeping separately.

After resting for so many days, he thought of making a good impression today, but ended up facing closed doors one after another.

And the reason was the same for all, being newly pregnant, they couldn’t fool around.

"Sigh...."

Chen Xuan let out a deep sigh.

Truly, people are willing when they need you, and uninterested when they don’t.

The women played the old tricks of burning bridges after crossing them to perfection.

At this moment, he looked towards the door on the far left.

That was Su Wanqiu’s room.

"Wanqiu is almost over three months, it should be fine, right?"

So he walked over with big strides.

He sent out a bit of spiritual power to open the door directly.

Quietly, he came to the bedside.

Just as he was about to speak, Su Wanqiu beat him to it, "Come on up!"

"Alright!"

Chen Xuan grinned like a child.

Finally getting some!

He quickly shed his burdensome clothes and got into the bed. Just as he was about to make a move, Su Wanqiu whispered, "Be gentle! It’s just three months now!"

"I’m his dad, I wouldn’t harm him! Rest assured."

Chen Xuan said with mock seriousness.

Before she could say more, he started moving, and Su Wanqiu wrapped her arms around him, closing her eyes, her lips parted slightly, and started to pant.

....

After having a small taste, Chen Xuan, satisfied, held Su Wanqiu close.

After all, she was pregnant, he had to take it easy.

But at this moment, his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

This sort of thing is strange; after just a few days, he was craving it, with a heart like a cat scratching.

Yet when the women messed with him before, he truly felt like he had the will but lacked the power.

Men, ah... truly.....

"If it’s really not working, why not find a few more women?"

Seeing his unsatisfied look, Su Wanqiu spoke up.

All the women in the household were now pregnant, and continuing like this wasn’t a good idea. After all, Chen Xuan was still young and vigorous, and holding it in wasn’t good.

"You’re really so thoughtful!"

Chen Xuan embraced her tighter.

Although in this world, it’s normal for men to have several women, ones like her actively suggesting finding women for her own man were rare.

"I just don’t want to see you suffer!"

"Alright, I don’t have such thoughts at the moment, anyway, once they’re all over three months, won’t it be fine?"

"However..."

At this moment, Chen Xuan looked towards her with bad intentions, "This period will be tough on you!"

Saying this, he pressed a finger to her rosy lips.

"Hmph!"

Su Wanqiu rolled her eyes at him, but in the next moment, she dived back under the covers.

"Whew—"

This time it was Chen Xuan’s turn to slightly part his lips.

....

The next day.

Chen Xuan took Ye Jincen back to the City Lord’s Mansion.

Since they got pregnant, they hadn’t gone back, and yesterday Ye Yilan sent someone with a message.

The tone was quite displeased.

Moreover, he hoped they could come back today.

City Lord’s Mansion.

"Second brother, do you think Jincen is pregnant with a boy or a girl?"

Ye Yilan was very excited, after all this time, his precious daughter was finally pregnant, and he was soon to become a grandfather.

"Boy or girl, both are fine!"

Xuan Er was genuinely happy for Ye Jincen.

"What do you mean both are fine, it’s definitely a boy!"

Ye Yilan wasn’t happy, he asked for a definite answer from Xuan Er, and it must be a boy.

"As if it’s up to you?"

Xuan Er glared at him.

"Hmph!"

Ye Yilan grunted, as if it would be up to him, it would be perfect.

Then he looked at Xuan Er, asking tentatively, "Can your spiritual power sense the gender?"

"Scram!"

What use is his spiritual power.

Xuan Er cursed outright, hasn’t he seen Chen Xuan isn’t bothered by such things?

What use is his spiritual power.

Truly, an emperor in no rush, unlike a eunuch in urgent need, taking worries too seriously!