When he heard his junior say that there was an Alchemist in front of him, that scumbag Cultivator from the Black Iron Manor immediately followed his junior's gaze and saw Chen An, who was carrying a medicine box and about to leave the market.
Then, he immediately shouted in a commanding tone, "The one carrying the first aid kit in front, stop right there!"
Chen An pretended not to hear him. Not only did he not stop, he even quickened his pace.
"Are you f*cking deaf? Didn't you hear me calling you?"
Scumbag Cultivator flew into a rage out of humiliation and quickly walked towards Chen An with the eight people behind him.
When the others in the market saw this, they immediately distanced themselves from Chen An, afraid that they would be affected.
Soon, Chen An's path was blocked. The remaining eight people surrounded him.
"Fellow Cultivators, what's the matter?"
Chen An played dumb and had a friendly expression on his face. However, a layer of golden light had already appeared on his fingers under his sleeve, and he was prepared to attack at any time.
The scumbag did not waste any time. He took out the machete on his back and said fiercely, "Either you leave all the money on you, or you leave your life behind!"
Chen An narrowed his eyes and was about to attack.
The scumbag was a fourth level Qi Refining Cultivator, and he was also a fourth level Qi Refining Cultivator.
With the help of his 'Goldfinger' and sneak attack, he was confident that he could capture the leader first before defeating the remaining eight people one by one.
However, just as he was about to attack, he thought of his wife and concubine at home and the child in his wife's womb.
After thinking about it, he decided to forget it.
They would be moving to the core area in a few days. There was no need to cause trouble during this period.
In any case, he only had three low-grade spirit stones on him. If he lost them, so be it.
He would remember the appearance of these nine people now. When he was strong enough one day, he would come back to settle scores with them and make them pay a hundredfold.
Chen An comforted himself in his heart and made the decision to spend money to get rid of the disaster.
However, at this moment, a Cultivator from the Black Iron Manor's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Senior Brother Zhang, I've thought about it. Instead of robbing this Alchemist, why don't we just take him back to the Black Iron Manor and let him refine pills for us day and night?"
"That's a good idea. Why didn't I think of that?"
The stubbled man nodded and felt that his junior's words made sense, so he said to Chen An in a commanding tone, "Kid, come back with us to refine pills. Otherwise, don't even think about leaving alive today…"
"…Pfft!"
Before the stubbled man could finish speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a muffled sound.
The next second, the scumbag fell to his knees with a plop. He covered his left knee with both hands and screamed.
"Ahhh, my leg!!!"
The other eight Cultivators of the Black Iron Villa were dumbfounded.
He had no idea what was going on.
They only knew that they seemed to have seen a flash of golden light just now. Then, their senior brother knelt on the ground and shouted heart-wrenchingly. His left knee, which was clenched tightly with both hands, kept bleeding, and it was all over the ground.
"It's… It's this Alchemist. He injured me with a hidden weapon. Quick… Help me catch him!"
The Scumbag Cultivator endured the pain and made a sound.
When the eight of them heard this, they immediately reached for the large machete behind them, wanting to attack Chen An.
And yet—
"Pfft… Pfft… Pfft!"
With this series of sounds, the eight people who were drawing their sabers a moment ago suddenly knelt on the ground and hugged their knees like the stubbled man in front of them. They let out screams that sounded like pigs being slaughtered.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH—"
Their voices resounded throughout the entire market.
Some people were shocked, some panicked, and some were confused. Many people did not know what had just happened.
Everything happened too quickly, and it all ended in a flash.
There was simply not enough time to react.
Chen An expressionlessly walked in front of the stubbled man and stopped. He looked down at him from above and slowly raised a glowing 'Goldfinger' to point at the space between his eyebrows.
"Don't… Don't kill me!"
"My father is an elder of the Black Iron Manor. I'm my father's only son. You'll be in big trouble if you kill me. It's not worth it, Fellow Cultivator!"
"Fellow Cultivator, please let me go. I promise to mind my own business in the future and not cause trouble for you!"
Scumbag Cultivator begged for mercy crazily, afraid that Chen An would take his life.
When Chen An heard this, he retracted his finger. Just as the stubbled man was about to heave a sigh of relief, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked him.
BANG!
Scumbag Cultivator was sent flying. He rolled a few times on the ground before stopping. He had completely fainted.
Unfortunately, everyone was watching now. Otherwise, Chen An would absolutely kill all nine of them.
After venting his anger, Chen An turned around and left.
Everyone on the way avoided him when they saw him.
Chen An knew that even if he let that scumbag off, they would definitely take revenge after this.
But he had no choice. He needed to consider his family.
If he killed him now, the other party's elder father would definitely come to ask for him at all costs after learning the news.
At that time, the higher-ups of the Bamboo Leaf Gang would definitely hand him over in order not to intensify the conflict in advance.
Now that he had only injured the other party, it would not be easy for the other party to take revenge on him.
After all, the Bamboo Leaf Gang and the Black Iron Manor were not on good terms. They might even take the opportunity to accuse the other party of causing trouble and demand an explanation.
"If there's a chance in the future, I must kill that male Cultivator with a face full of stubble. I'll also destroy his father and the entire Dark Iron Manor. I'll eliminate the roots and eliminate all future troubles!"
Chen An's thoughts suddenly became extreme and he lost his calm.
He didn't like to make enemies. He liked to nip all the problems in the bud there and then.
If he could not take revenge now, he would have to settle scores with them in the future when he had the strength to eliminate any worries.
After leaving the market, Chen An did not return home immediately.
Instead, he walked straight to Steward Zhang's office in the cheap district and asked him if he wanted to move to the core area.
In next to no time, Chen An arrived at his destination.
His luck was not bad. When he happened to bump into Steward Zhang in the office.
"Yo, Alchemist Chen, what a rare guest. Why are you here?"
"Steward Zhang, I want to move to the core area tomorrow morning."
"Hm?"
Steward Zhang was stunned.
After coming to his senses, he said to Chen An, "Alchemist Chen, the rent for the core area is 100 low-grade spirit stones a month. Are you sure you want to move there?"
Chen An: "Yes."
Steward Zhang said, "You can move in, but only the day after tomorrow at the earliest because we still have to bring you to see the house. After that, we have to go through the relevant procedures."
"Yes, I understand."
Chen An nodded, thinking that the core area was indeed different. They even provide a house.
Steward Zhang said, "Alchemist Chen, how about this? Bring 100 low-grade spirit stones to me tomorrow morning. If you see a suitable house, I'll settle the procedures for you on the spot."
"Alright, I'll come back tomorrow morning. I'll have to trouble Steward Zhang then."
After a simple discussion, Chen An didn't stay any longer. He turned around and walked home.
When he walked into the front yard of his house, he saw his wife and concubine sitting on the left and right in front of the door, chatting. They seemed to be chatting while waiting for him to come home.
The two women were engrossed in their conversation, completely unaware that their husband had already returned home and was standing in front of them.
Chen An did not disturb them. He just stood at the side and listened to their conversation.
They were not talking about sex with her husband.
They were talking about her pregnancy.
Most of the time, Song Huaying was talking and sharing her experience. Gu Xinyue was listening very carefully.
When they talked about pregnancy, Gu Xinyue would reach out to touch her flat stomach from time to time. It was hard to imagine that her stomach would be like Song Huaying's in the future. It would straighten up and become as fat as a ball.
When Song Huaying saw her confused expression, she somehow felt that it was a little funny.
She immediately smiled and let her reach out to touch her big belly to let her feel the unborn child inside.
Gu Xinyue touched it carefully. During this time, she was kicked by the child in her stomach. She was immediately frightened and quickly retracted her hand.
Her reaction amused Song Huaying, who was at the side. She quickly explained this phenomenon to her.
Gu Xinyue felt that it was amazing.
Chen An was also listening by the side.
Seeing that his wife and concubine had not noticed him after such a long time, he could only cough helplessly and tell them that the husband they had been longing for had returned.
His wife and concubine were shocked by the sudden cough.
However, when they saw that it was their husband, they immediately stood up and asked about his well-being.
Song Huaying was in charge of the warmth while Gu Xinyue was in charge of the cold.
After dinner.
Chen An took his wife and concubine for a walk in the courtyard.
During this time, he told them that he was going to the core area to look at the house tomorrow.
After a short walk, Chen An felt that it was about time, so he let Song Huaying go back to her room to sleep and recuperate.
After all, the child in her stomach would be born in at most three months.
He had to take good care of her.
After Song Huaying fell asleep, Chen An immediately brought Gu Xinyue into the woodshed and worked hard to increase the strength of his divine sense.
He set a small goal for himself. Tonight, he would break through to the intermediate level of first level.
It was an easy goal to achieve because he was only a little more than 10 points away from breaking through.
He only needed one night to easily complete the mission.