Eternal Life from Taking Care of Master's Wife

"Why the disturbance?"

Zhou Chen suddenly embraced the slender and soft waist of the Hundred Flowers Fairy. Her smooth skin was as soft as silk, as gentle as cotton, leaving no trace, with an amazing feel.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy’s body stiffened, having never been held by a man before. However, she had long been prepared to dedicate herself, and her rigid body quickly became pliable.

"Having the Fairy reside in my humble abode truly brings honor to this humble dwelling!"

Zhou Chen’s hand slid down, kneading the Hundred Flowers Fairy’s alluringly smooth and firm buttocks, which mesmerized countless men. The bouncy sensation was quite pleasing.

"You flatter me, sir. It’s my honor to dwell here with you!"

The Hundred Flowers Fairy chuckled charmingly, her eyes bright and her teeth glistening, with brows like new moons. Her gaze was intoxicating, making one lose all senses at the sight.

Zhou Chen inhaled deeply, intoxicated, as the fragrance filled his nostrils, leaving an enduring freshness.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy exuded a rare floral fragrance, her elegance beautiful and exotic, with an indescribable splendor in her presence, illuminating the entire room. Meeting her felt like stepping into another world.

Zhou Chen’s heart burned with passion, his blood boiling as he gazed at the Hundred Flowers Fairy’s blazing bright eyes and her tender, vivid, wet red lips, leaning down to plant a deep kiss.

After a while.

Zhou Chen licked his lips, releasing the lightly panting Hundred Flowers Fairy. He looked at her flushed, heated face: "Fairy, how did you feel watching those Divine Cultivators undergoing tribulation just now?"

"Amazing! I have never seen such pure and majestic Divine Cultivators, each with limitless potential!"

At this, the Hundred Flowers Fairy’s heart stirred with curiosity about how Zhou Chen gathered so many Divine Cultivators with boundless potential.

Such cultivators were far rarer than the Spirit Root Immortal Cultivators by hundreds of times.

"If you knew my history, you wouldn’t find them unfamiliar!"

Zhou Chen explained:

"One of them, named Qin Hongyu, was a farmer girl I married while hunting in the countryside before I set foot in Martial Dao. She was meant to be my master’s wife, but after my master was eaten by a wild beast while hunting, I inherited this unaccepted master’s wife!"

"I have heard of her!"

The Hundred Flowers Fairy’s eyes sparkled; she had heard of Qin Hongyu but didn’t know her.

"I heard she was killed during an attack on your way to the Infinite Sword Sect!"

"Indeed!"

Zhou Chen nodded:

"Not only Qin Hongyu, but others were also my maids, senior sisters, and mentors from the Cyan Cloud Sect!"

"All of them died for various reasons, but I possess a special artifact that absorbs the soul or True Spirit of women who have had connections with me, as long as they harbor feelings for me!"

"They were all revived in this way, then cultivated Divine Dao!"

Hearing this, the Hundred Flowers Fairy faintly guessed Zhou Chen’s method.

"Fairy, if you’re willing, you can also use this method. Even if you fail in the Celestial Tribulation, you can rebuild in the Divine Dao."

"With the assistance of my artifact, after rebirth, the Fairy can not only recover her cultivation but even advance further."

"However, you also understand, using my artifact’s power will naturally bind you to me. If you aren’t willing, I won’t force you either!"

"I am willing!"

The Hundred Flowers Fairy didn’t hesitate for a moment, having no intention of betraying Zhou Chen.

Without Zhou Chen, passing the Celestial Tribulation would be exceedingly difficult.

Besides Qin Hongyu and others, though unknown to her, were understood through Zhou Chen’s information.

Qin Hongyu was just an ordinary village girl without any talent.

Yet after death, she transformed to Divinity Transformation.

How long is that?

Not even thirty years—absolutely extraordinary.

If Qin Hongyu is an exception, how talented could Zhou Chen’s other maids have been?

But all reached Divinity Transformation.

Astonishing power.

This highlights the enormous benefit Zhou Chen’s artifact provides.

With her cultivation talent, perhaps she could become an Immortal.

Moreover, she’d have Zhou Chen’s strong backing.

Why hesitate?

"To accompany you, sir, is truly a blessing from a hundred lifetimes of cultivation. How could I refuse?"

The Hundred Flowers Fairy beamed, and amidst radiant beauty, a surge of great power seemed to radiate, illuminating her dazzling beauty that left men humbled and unworthy of defilement.

The mentally unstable were willing to sacrifice themselves for her, making women first feel disappointed and dejected, then amazed and admiring.

She guided Zhou Chen’s hand to a certain place.

"Fairy, are you hurt!"

Zhou Chen trembled, deploying the Thunder Light Ruyi Hand, roughly rubbing the Hundred Flowers Fairy’s wound.

It was a Dao injury.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy trembled, her pure, soft, and supremely beautiful face blushing, as a heavenly voice sounded in Zhou Chen’s ear:

"I know sir’s medical skills are extraordinary, adept at healing and detoxification. Please help heal my injuries!"

The Hundred Flowers Fairy’s captivating eyes were tender, her breath fragrant, her scent intoxicating even the hardest-hearted man could not refuse.

"Rest assured, Fairy, it’s my pleasure."

Zhou Chen used the Thunder Light Ruyi Hand, splitting the wound with his fingers, immediately sensing the Hundred Flowers Fairy’s cultivation in the Hundred Flowers Dao.

Even without deep understanding, Zhou Chen could feel from the surface the extraordinary splendor and magic of the Hundred Flowers Fairy’s Hundred Flowers Dao.

The path of cultivation, with its infinite laws, varies for each person.

Some traverse the Red Dust to transcend themselves.

Experiencing the myriad colors, entering the world of Red Dust, and becoming an Immortal within.

This explains why some strong individuals enjoy mingling in the mortal world.

For some, this Red Dust remains Red Dust; for others, this Red Dust is the Immortal Realm.

Different people, different paths, different views.

"Fairy, I wish to see your path!"

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