Late autumn, in the middle of the night.
Chen An sat cross-legged on the bed and exhaled deeply.
"As my cultivation level increases, the amount of spirit stones I need to cultivate now is too much."
"I consumed more than a hundred high-grade spirit stones in just half a night of cultivation. I can't make ends meet."
"Yes, I have to think of a way to earn more money."
Chen An muttered to himself.
At this moment, Shen Qingyi's heroic voice sounded from outside the door.
"Husband, can I come in?"
"Come in."
As soon as Chen An finished speaking, Shen Qingyi pushed the door open and entered.
Before she came to look for Chen An, she had specially taken a flower bath. As soon as she entered, the fragrance of flowers filled the air, making Chen An feel relaxed and happy.
"Husband, I have something to discuss with you."
"What is it?"
