CHAPTER 278: CHAPTER 274 WHAT IS CALLED HIS DAMN GENIUS!

Ning Xin pulled Luan Ying towards the inner room.

Leaving Chen Xuan standing there alone.

"Hey! Is there some misunderstanding?"

Chen Xuan looked helpless.

He had no other intentions, truly, he was just impressed with Luan Ying’s talent as a Spirit Cultivator and wanted to take her as his disciple.

She could also become his support in the future.

It was really just that simple.

But seeing Ning Xin’s eyes... he felt quite wronged.

"Forget it, forget it!"

Chen Xuan shook his head with a wry smile, then walked towards his room.

A long time after.

Ning Xin had settled Luan Ying, then walked leisurely into the room.

To Chen Xuan’s surprise, her expression was quite calm, he thought he’d face some cold treatment again.

"What’s wrong, are you surprised?"

Ning Xin noticed his puzzled look, and her lips curled up slightly.

"Hmm! Your attitude has changed so much, it’s hard for your husband to accept it."

Chen Xuan laughed.

In such a short time, it felt like she had become a different person.

Ning Xin sat down slowly beside him and then said, "It’s simple, it’s normal for you to have women, after all, you’re so outstanding, it’s expected to have several women!"

"I previously thought Luan Ying was one of those dusty women from a tavern."

"But after just interacting with her, I found out she’s a clean girl, so it’s not a problem now."

"Oh... so that’s how it is!"

Chen Xuan suddenly realized.

Then he embraced her, "But you underestimated your husband, this time there’s truly no such thought!"

"I was just purely impressed with Luan Ying’s talent!"

"Really?"

Ning Xin looked disbelieving.

Luan Ying appeared so innocent and likable. Even though they had just met, she seemed extremely well-behaved.

She believed in her own judgment.

So Luan Ying was still a nice girl.

"Uh... for now, it’s true!"

"You’re saying one thing and thinking another!"

Ning Xin gave him a sidelong glance, then leaned her face on his chest, softly saying, "I don’t care how many women you have, as long as you treat me sincerely."

"Don’t worry, you are the main lady, your position is unshakeable!"

Chen Xuan gently stroked her back.

"Mm!"

Ning Xin closed her eyes, replying softly.

"It’s getting dark! Husband!"

Chen Xuan slightly lowered his head, looking at the lovely person in his arms with closed eyes and flushed cheeks, like a feast ready to be tasted.

Suddenly his ’appetite’ was opened!

"Let’s go!"

...

A sleepless night!

Ning Xin was unusually enthusiastic last night, no longer shy as before.

Chen Xuan was greatly pleased.

After all, a noble lady in public, a spirited partner in bed, such a contrast, which man wouldn’t love it.

When Chen Xuan got up and came to the main hall.

Breakfast was just ready.

"Hurry up, we were just waiting for you, Luan Ying got up early to prepare all these."

Ning Xin said with a smile.

Luan Ying seemed a bit embarrassed, looking at Chen Xuan, "I’m used to getting up early, thought there was nothing to do, so I took the liberty to decide on my own, please don’t mind, Master!"

"Not at all!"

Chen Xuan smiled, then sat down.

After that, Ning Xin and the two little ones sat down, while Luan Ying stood to the side.

Chen Xuan pointed to the stool next to Ning Xin and said to Luan Ying, "Sit!"

"No, no, no!"

Luan Ying waved her hands hurriedly, "I’ll just stand!"

She’s just a maid, how could she dare to sit and eat with them.

At this moment, Ning Xin stood up, smiled as she pulled her hand, forcibly pulling her over to sit down.

"We’re all family, there’s no distinction between maid and mistress, just sit and eat!"

Suddenly, Luan Ying’s face turned red, spreading to her fair neck.

"I.. I..."

Luan Ying was flustered, at a loss for what to do.

"What do you mean I! Sit when I tell you to! If you don’t listen, I’ll send you back to a tavern!"

Chen Xuan glared at her, then began to eat.

Ning Xin also sat down slowly, placing a bowl of porridge in front of her with a smile, "Eat, the first time feels strange, it’ll get better from now on."

"Yeah, Sister Luan, we’re all family from now on, no need to be polite!"

Ning Long raised his head, smiling at Luan Ying.

Now he had outgrown his childishness. As a Nine Layers of Purity, he already looked like an adult, just still a bit inexperienced.

"Yeah, we’re a family, no need to be polite!"

Ning Feng, seeing Ning Long speak up, hurriedly followed suit, refusing to be outdone.

"Eat! You kids stay out of grown-up matters!"

Chen Xuan shot them a glance.

"Also, it’s been so long, and no Breaking Realm Immortal Grade yet! Especially you, Xiaofeng, still at Eight Layers of Purity, I’m giving you both half a year to reach Immortal Grade, or else... huff huff!"

Soon the two wore bitter expressions.

It wasn’t that they weren’t working hard, it was just that Immortal Grade was a hurdle, even with their talent, it wasn’t easy to cross it.

"Understood...!"

The two little ones exchanged a look, then both looked at Chen Xuan, replying in unison.

Ning Xin also knew they needed some pressure. Lately, the two had been slacking, so when Chen Xuan scolded them, she didn’t speak up for them.

...

In the room.

Chen Xuan and Ning Xin stared dumbfounded at Luan Ying.

Then slowly looked at each other, their eyes widened in shock.

"How long has she been cultivating?"

Chen Xuan felt his mouth dry, speaking a bit sluggishly.

"Thre... days!"

Ning Xin hesitated, seemingly unable to believe it was just three days, calculating several times in her mind, but it was still three days.

"Whoo—"

Chen Xuan let out a long sigh.

Looking at Luan Ying who was still in the midst of cultivation, he was truly amazed.

What is called a genius?

This is what a genius is.

Even with his system hack, compared to Luan Ying, he was left so far behind that even his shadow couldn’t be seen.

One day to the beginner level, two days to intermediate, and on the third day, she was already at the fifth level of Spirit Cultivator.

And this was only three days.

"Genius, this is what a genius truly is!"

He couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

Only he knew how difficult being a Spirit Cultivator was, but in front of Luan Ying, it was like a joke.

It really proved the saying, ’Comparison can drive you mad!’

"Alright, just watch, I’ll head to the brothel."

Feeling crushed, he no longer wanted to stay here.

Ning Xin felt the same, but... she had nowhere to go.

She sighed helplessly and didn’t dare slack off, so she started cultivating.

...

Chen Xuan’s figure slowly appeared in the brothel’s room.

"I bid five thousand taels!"

"So stingy, six thousand!"

"You... six thousand five hundred taels!"

...

The bustling noise made Chen Xuan raise an eyebrow slightly.

He decided not to cultivate either.

He went outside the room and down the wooden stairs to the first floor.

At this time, on the small stage stood a breathtakingly beautiful woman, wearing a black veil and a tight-fitting cyan dress, accentuating her perfect figure.

Of course, that’s not the main thing, what excites these men most are those light blue starry eyes.

Like rare blue gems, a blink and a hint of blue glint appeared in her eyes.

She was simply a painting of beauty.

At this moment, the woman was pretending to be shy, arousing a strong protective desire in these men.

"Tsk tsk..."

Chen Xuan sighed internally, wondering where Qin Ke found these women.

They’re really... so good at finding them.

"Twenty thousand taels!"

A red-clothed man in his early twenties shouted, clutching a handful of silver notes.

His eyes were burning as he looked at the woman on stage.

As if he couldn’t wait to devour her.

"Twenty-five thousand! I definitely want this woman, there’s plenty of money!"

A white-haired old man not far away tilted his head, provocatively looking at the young man in red clothes.

"Haha, Han Family brat, no matter how much you bid, I’ll always outbid you by five thousand taels!"

His manner was extremely arrogant.

Han Qun looked at the old man with a livid face.

Because he knew the old man wasn’t lying.

Even the Han Family didn’t have as much money as the old man, let alone him.

At this time, a man beside him helped Han Qun mock the old man,

"Old Man Kong, with your physique, could you even manage? Just gonna stare blankly, eh?"

"Hahaha..."

Everyone burst into laughter instantly.

But the old man had built his fortune step by step on his own, he had seen it all.

Such a petty trick was just child’s play in his eyes.

So he spoke disdainfully, "But this old man is willing, it’s enough to just look, unlike some people who can’t even do that, and besides..."

At this point, the old man paused, then extended a hand, "I still have this, can’t I?"

Five fingers waved in the air, very flexibly.

Clearly, they were well-used!

"Uh..."

Chen Xuan was slightly stunned, this old man really knew how to play.

Not only him, but everyone else present was also dumbfounded, staring at him.

"Anyone else got a higher offer? This is an exceptionally rare beauty, take a good look, at her figure...tsk tsk..."

At this moment, a middle-aged beautiful woman stepped onto the stage, her hand wandered over the woman’s tight-fitting cyan dress.

Very slowly... very slowly!

"Hmm, even through the clothes, the touch is enchanting."

The beautiful woman withdrew her hand, placed it under her nose, and lightly sniffed, "Smells so nice! Do you want to know how it feels, how it smells?"

"Then look at the silver notes in your hands!"

"Any higher bids?"

Her actions instantly ignited the fiery hearts of the men under the stage.

Previously disrupted by the old man, those who hesitated no longer dared to act.

But now... one by one, they spoke passionately, like provoked stray dogs.

Baring teeth and all.

"Heh!"

Chen Xuan chuckled lightly, this beautiful woman was truly something else.

With just a simple gesture, she managed to stir up these men’s internal passions.

This disciple of his was truly a talent.

Each person chosen was more outstanding than the last.

Remarkable skills.

In just a moment, the price had reached eighty thousand taels.

By then, only a few people were left.

After all, it was eighty thousand taels!

Not eight taels, no matter how much someone liked her, money was still money, not paper.

"Eighty thousand, is there anyone else? A little more and the beauty is yours."

The beautiful woman continued to shout.

This time, there wasn’t much reaction because it was too expensive.

Seeing this, she also knew the price had almost reached its peak, so she began to call out,

"Eighty thousand taels, first call!"

Paused for a moment!

"Eighty thousand taels, second call!"

Looking around the room, "Eighty thousand taels, third..."

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