Immortality Begins by Taking Care of Master’s Wife – Chapter 73

Chapter 73: Ten Steps to Kill One, A Thousand Miles Without Stopping

Qingyang Prefecture.

He County.

In a secluded courtyard, within a bedroom bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, a handsome young man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes lay sprawled, a look of lazy contentment on his face.

The man rested his head on the fair lap of a beauty clad in a yellow dress, greedily devouring the purple grapes she fed him.

“Young Master, today is the last day!”

Zhao Shi Rong’s voice was soft and clear as a bell. Her slender hand caught the grape seeds Zhou Chen spat out, gently wiping away the juice that had stained the corner of his lips.

“Yes, we can go back tomorrow!”

Zhou Chen had been here for two months and was starting to miss Qin Hong Yu, Celestial Fragrance Fairy, Yu You Wei, and the others dearly.

“It’s getting late, Young Master. Should we go and inform Elder Jin?”

“Let’s go.”

Zhou Chen nodded slightly, pushing himself up from the beauty’s lap and getting out of bed.

Zhao Shi Rong picked up his clothes and helped him dress neatly.

Adjusting his belt, Zhou Chen looked at his handsome reflection in the mirror, a confident smile playing on his lips. With a spring in his step, he headed towards Elder Jin’s residence.

“Disciple Zhou Chen greets Elder Jin.”

Zhou Chen bowed respectfully, getting straight to the point:

“The two-month period has come to an end. This disciple is planning to depart for Azure Cloud tomorrow. Does Elder have any other instructions?”

“No, go.”

Jin Wu Feng waved his sleeve dismissively, his voice cold.

“This disciple takes his leave!”

Without lingering, Zhou Chen turned and left.

He could sense Jin Wu Feng’s growing coldness towards him, even a hint of disdain.

Zhou Chen wasn’t surprised.

Jin Wu Feng had come to spy on him before, and with his divine sense, Zhou Chen had naturally detected him.

He knew that Jin Wu Feng must think he was wasting his time with women, not focusing on his cultivation. He had probably reported his behavior here to the Sect Master.

“Sigh, it’s hard being a genius.”

Zhou Chen shook his head. He was cultivating so diligently every day, even losing sleep over it, working tirelessly day and night, yet no one understood him.

As expected, geniuses were always out of sync with ordinary people.

Fierce beasts walked alone; only sheep flocked together.

“Young Master, how did it go?”

Zhao Shi Rong was a little worried. She knew Zhou Chen was sent here because he had displeased the Sect Master and was being punished.

Although it wasn’t a major punishment, just a change of location for his cultivation, and he didn’t have to do much here.

It was a warning nonetheless, a minor punishment serving as a deterrent.

She hoped Zhou Chen would mend his ways.

But after arriving here, he hadn’t changed at all. He spent every day either having his way with her or finding new ways to have his way with her.

Fortunately, her cultivation was strong.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to handle it.

She was worried that once the Sect Master heard about what was happening here, he would punish Zhou Chen again.

“Elder Jin didn’t give me any instructions. We can go back tomorrow.”

Inhaling the faint, alluring fragrance emanating from Zhao Shi Rong, Zhou Chen scooped her up in his arms, holding her like a princess.

“We’re leaving tomorrow, so let’s properly commemorate our two months in this little home.”

Zhou Chen kicked open the door and strode into the room.

“Ah, Young Master, we haven’t eaten dinner yet…”

“I’ll eat you!”

Lowering his head, he captured her rosy lips, greedily kissing her soft, sweet mouth.

A moment later.

Their two heated bodies swayed on the solid wooden bed.

【Romance Points +6】

【Romance Points +9】

……

Zhou Chen continued his routine of diligent cultivation, delving into the Great Dao. Little did he know that countless people in Azure Cloud Sect were waiting to see him become a laughingstock.

Even two brothers from a farming family could fight to the death over farmland; how much more so in a large sect like Azure Cloud Sect?

The status of a True Inheritance Disciple in Azure Cloud Sect was comparable to that of an elder, and there were only thirty-six positions at most. Currently, including Zhou Chen, there were thirty-four.

Except for Divine Arrow Peak, which only had two True Inheritance Disciples, the other eight peaks were at full capacity, each with four True Inheritance Disciples.

It might seem like Zhou Chen had become a True Inheritance Disciple with ease.

That was because Divine Arrow Peak was special. It had a vacant True Inheritance position, and anyone who could master Yi’s Archery was a once-in-a-generation genius.

In other peaks, a Peak Master might have dozens of disciples, but there were only four True Inheritance Disciple positions. Those who hadn’t become True Inheritance Disciples were all eyeing the remaining spot on Divine Arrow Peak.

Previously, disciples from other peaks had tried to claim the True Inheritance position on Divine Arrow Peak, but they were defeated by Li Chang Hen with a single arrow. She had scoffed, “So weak, and you think you’re worthy of becoming a True Inheritance Disciple?”

After that incident, the other disciples temporarily didn’t dare to covet the True Inheritance position on Divine Arrow Peak.

As for challenging other True Inheritance Disciples to take their position, although that was a legitimate path, it was actually very difficult.

True Inheritance Disciples all possessed exceptional talent; otherwise, they wouldn’t have become True Inheritance Disciples in the first place.

After becoming a True Inheritance Disciple, their benefits and resources increased dramatically. The difficulty for ordinary disciples to challenge and defeat them was unimaginable.

Unless their talent far surpassed that of the True Inheritance Disciples.

Now, Zhou Chen, the weakest True Inheritance Disciple, was a piece of fat meat in the eyes of everyone.

Especially after Qing Yu Yao received Jin Wu Feng’s letter and cursed, “You can’t carve rotten wood.” Those words weren’t kept secret. They were both Qing Yu Yao’s frustrated outburst and a warning to Zhou Chen, which excited countless disciples who coveted the True Inheritance position.

Previously, Zhou Chen had shown his impressive abilities at the True Inheritance Ceremony and caught the Sect Master’s attention, so they had been somewhat wary of him.

Now that he had fallen out of favor with the Sect Master, they naturally had no more scruples.

As for Li Chang Feng?
Who didn’t have backing, a master?

Zhou Chen didn’t know that a bunch of people in Azure Cloud Sect were waiting to see him become a laughingstock, hoping to take his True Inheritance position after a year.

At this moment, Zhou Chen was immersed in the Dao, feeling its profound mystery. The more he comprehended, the more he appreciated its allure.

Confucius said: If a man in the morning hears the right way, he may die in the evening without regret.

The ancients did not deceive me.

The moonlight was like water, the stars were brilliant.

Zhao Shi Rong curled up in Zhou Chen’s arms like a docile kitten, the corners of her lips slightly raised, but her eyes still bore traces of tears, making her look even more lovely.

Zhou Chen held her soft body, gently caressing her jade-like back, simply holding her quietly without speaking.

They were still joined together, sharing the intense passion of their hearts and bodies.

Zhao Shi Rong buried her face in his chest, her eyes closed, biting her lip, as if she hadn’t yet recovered.

She felt that Zhou Chen’s constant indulgence in women was wrong, but she also enjoyed it immensely. Lying in his arms, she felt truly happy.

The sun rose high in the sky, its rays already warming their backsides.

Zhou Chen got out of bed and, with Zhao Shi Rong’s assistance, got dressed, washed up, and had breakfast.

“Let’s go home!”

Holding Zhao Shi Rong, he mounted his beloved Flood Dragon Horse. Zhou Chen, full of vigor, whipped the reins, like a wild horse breaking free, galloping across the mountains and plains.

“I want a silver saddle on a white horse!”

“I want to be as swift as a shooting star!”

Zhou Chen felt as if he was living his childhood dream of being a martial arts hero, riding a fine horse, roaming the world with his sword, righting wrongs and seeking revenge.

Riding the fastest horse, drinking the strongest wine!
Killing the strongest enemies, bedding the most beautiful women!
“Stand and deliver!”

Two bandits suddenly jumped out, one wielding a wolf fang mace, the other carrying a battle-axe. A tripwire rose in front of them.

“I’ll handle this!”

Zhou Chen held Zhao Shi Rong tightly to his chest with his left hand, while his right hand drew his third-tier General-Slaying Saber.

Boom!
A forty-meter saber Qi burst forth, severing the tripwire. The burly bandit with the battle-axe didn’t even have time to react before he was cleaved in two, split from his forehead down.

Splat!
Hot blood splashed onto the face of the bandit with the wolf fang mace.

“Saber Qi?”

“Late stage Body Refinement?”

The bandit with the wolf fang mace stared in disbelief. This kind of saber Qi could only be unleashed by experts who had reached at least the seventh level of Body Refinement, the Internal Organ Tempering stage, and had condensed their inner energy.

He hadn’t expected to encounter a young prodigy just by robbing a pretty boy and a beautiful woman.

Splat!
“Why is my head spinning?”

That was his last thought before his head was severed by Zhou Chen’s saber, landing with a thud in the grass nearby.

Boom! Boom!
Two more saber strikes from Zhou Chen, saber Qi crisscrossing, cutting the dozens of bandits hiding in the woods on both sides in half. Blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Clang!
Sheathing his saber, the Flood Dragon Horse galloped past without a pause.

“Ten steps to kill one, a thousand miles without stopping!”