Chenliu Marquis Mansion!
Chen Aman crushed a secret letter with his fingers.
"Little Li is still up to no good, constantly bothering my son!"
"He'll behave once he's dead."
The old steward's hoarse voice sounded, "Shall I go to the Crown Prince's Mansion?"
"Not yet...!"
Chen Aman frowned slightly, "Old Li has been too low-key these years, even indifferent to the border turmoil. I'm afraid when he reaches the Perfect Return Realm..."
A grandmaster of the Perfect Return Realm.
I'm not confident I can kill him!"
"He'll eventually come after you!"
The old steward said lightly, "Li Er and his father are too similar, inherently cold-hearted.
For the sake of testing you, he could discard his wife easily, let alone a son? The day he ascends to the Sacred Realm will be the day he wields the butcher's knife!"
"It depends on who makes the first move!"
Chen Aman said softly, "Lao Huang, go to Chenliu tomorrow and send those old guys to Zhi'an. Isn't he managing some brothel affairs? It'll help me share the burden. Damn it, feeding two thousand people is too costly, I really can't afford it!"
The old steward raised an eyebrow, "Have you decided to give Chenliu's territory to the young marquis?"
"If not him, then who?"
Chen Aman's face showed a hint of distress, "Now that the eldest's realm is beyond my comprehension, the second has mastered Zhu Qinghou's sword intent, becoming a saint is inevitable... The fourth... the fourth is probably the reincarnation of that existence... Giving Chenliu's territory to them is just a burden. Besides Zhi'an, who else can I give it to?"
"That's true!"
The old steward sighed, "Luckily, we have the young marquis!"
"Yes, luckily we have Zhi'an!"
Chen Aman said, "Lao Huang, go to Chenliu tomorrow. I don't believe with sixty-odd Hollowing Realm and two Virtual God Realm powerhouses, we can't protect my son's safety!"
The old steward's lips twitched.
With this lineup, let alone guarding a brothel, it's more than enough to guard a prince's mansion...
...
In Daming, Hejian!
In the Wei Family's meeting hall.
Wei Zhongli sat in the main seat, holding a jade sword. Known for his elegance, he appeared somewhat cold at this moment.
The deaths of two Virtur God Realm powerhouses, painstakingly cultivated by him, just to kill a worthless person, went unnoticed...
The deaths of these two Virtur God Realm powerhouses were more painful to him than his son's soul lamp extinguishing.
His son could be born at any time.
But the dedication of Virtual God Realm experts couldn't be cultivated at any time.
He wiped away the mark on the jade sword.
He spoke, "Changan's Flying Sword has sent a message, asking me to assassinate Chen Zhi'an. Can anyone tell me, should our Wei Family... take action?"
The meeting hall fell silent.
The Wei Family had always been Wei Zhongli alone.
Everyone was accustomed to the patriarch's decisive decisions.
At this moment, when the patriarch suddenly asked, the people present were somewhat surprised and dared not speak without permission.
"Ziqiu, what do you think?"
Seeing no one speaking, Wei Zhongli frowned and called out.
"Father, the child thinks we should take action!"
A white-faced scholar stood up, hesitating, "Chenliu Marquis is just a mediocre figure, only at the Hollowing Realm so far. Killing Chen Zhi'an not only gains trust from Changan, but also avenges Zixian! Moreover, with Chen Zhi'an's death, our Wei Family might have a chance to form an alliance with the Duke of Xibo's Mansion. It's a win-win situation!"
"Ziqiu's words are reasonable!"
"I've heard that Chen Zhi'an is just a warrior, not even in the Innate Realm. It's effortless to kill him. I agree to take action!"
"Yes, yes, I agree too!"
The members of the Wei Family all chimed in.
Wei Zhongli looked indifferently at the noisy hall.
There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes!
Such a large Wei Family.
Inheritance spanning a thousand years.
Yet not a single strategist among them.
All of them are fools!
If Chen Zhi'an is so easy to kill, why were two Virtual God Realm experts buried without a splash?
If Chen Aman is really that simple, with the temperament of the one in Changan, why bother secretly letting himself take action?
He would have acted personally long ago.
Although I don't know what cards Chenliu Marquis holds, there is definitely a problem here!
Such simple logic.
Yet not a single person can see it.
But the Wei Family is already too deep in.
There's no way to turn the tide!
Moreover, the ancestral classics are in his hands. Without the classics, he can't move forward...
...
Virtual space.
Chen Zhi'an, dressed in beach pants, wearing flip-flops, and holding a fruit juice in his mouth, lounged on a rocking chair.
Looking at the little fairies massaging and kneading beside him, his face was full of reluctance!
This was already his seventieth day in this space.
In another minute.
This beach will no longer be his.
During this period.
He finally understood what it means to enjoy life.
And he finally understood what it means for the king to not hold court early when the night is short and the day is high...
He didn't refuse.
But the world is in chaos.
There are always little fairies tempting him.
After all, when countless stunning beauties stand in front of you, making you want to play however you want...
Whether to cultivate or not isn't that important after all!
"Ding! The transaction is complete. Please hold onto something, Host..."
The voice of Tongsime sounded in the sky.
"Joke, does this young master need to hold onto something?"
With a flash of red light.
Chen Zhi'an stepped out holding onto the wall...
At the same time.
The stream of Qi and blood in his body suddenly trembled.
Wherever the Qi and blood passed, all the meridians in his body seemed to be stimulated and kept trembling, causing his body to sway...
It wasn't until a long time later that the stream of Qi and blood returned to calm.
Chen Zhi'an held onto the armrest of the rocking chair, "Damn it, feeling a bit weak, luckily no one saw..."
He looked up at the sky.
The layer of clouds blocking the sunlight remained unchanged, with no changes at all.
The half-burnt incense stick still looked the same as before he left.
Sure enough...
Even though he spent seventy days in the virtual space.
The real world is just a blink of an eye.
The time in the virtual space and reality are not consistent.
They should not be in the same time and space...
After the Qi and blood returned to calm.
Chen Zhi'an reached out his palm and gently grasped the void!
There was a rapid sound of whistling between his fingers.
--Mid Qi Refining Realm!
Seventy days of observing the sea on the beach.
Allowed Chen Zhi'an's cultivation to span four small realms.
From late Innate Realm directly into the mid Qi Refining Realm!
Putting aside those freaks.
Entering the mid Qi Refining Realm before the age of eighteen is already considered a genius among peers.
Even the Sword-Wielding Wanderer, who travels with a sword and hat, seems to only be in the Qi Refining Realm at eighteen.
The so-called Qi Refining Realm.
Is to refine the absorbed Qi in the Qi Sea for one's own use.
If Chen Zhi'an were to hold a long sword at this moment, he could infuse Qi into the sword. Although he couldn't release Sword Qi externally.
But a sword with Qi and a sword without Qi are incomparable in killing power!
However, Chen Zhi'an cultivates the remnant of martial arts, following the path of integrating soul and body, invincible in flesh alone.
There is no need to evolve Qi or enhance weapons against enemies at all.
He is confident.
With one punch.
He can suppress an average Qi Refining Realm cultivator!
After familiarizing himself with the changes in his body.
Chen Zhi'an dispersed his Qi, once again becoming an ordinary brothel owner