Little Linger blinked her watery eyes and sat excitedly beside Zhou Chen.
But before eating, the little girl pouted and spoke in a soft, sweet voice.
"Father."
Zhou Chen almost choked on the noodles in his mouth. "You, what did you call me?"
Did he just get a daughter for free?
Although Little Linger would inevitably follow him after he had a relationship with Nan Qiao, he really had not expected her to change how she addressed him after just one day.
Little Linger’s fair and tender face peeked at Zhou Chen from time to time. She kept a serious expression as she spoke earnestly.
"Mother said that Uncle Zhou will be my father from now on, so she told me to call you Father."
She was still young and did not understand why she had to call Uncle Zhou Father.
But under her mother’s advice, she still obediently listened.
Nan Qiao could not tell if Zhou Chen was happy or dissatisfied, so she weakly added.
"Big Brother Zhou..."
She did not say the rest. Mainly because many things were hard to say too bluntly in front of a child.
But Zhou Chen understood her meaning.
He placed his large palm on Linger’s head, gently stroking it.
"Linger is very good. I like her a lot. You do not need to worry about anything."
Hearing this, Nan Qiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The main reason was that the mother and daughter were helpless and had to rely on Zhou Chen to survive in the future.
It was not enough for Zhou Chen to just like her. Her daughter also had to be close to him, otherwise life would be difficult in the future.
Moreover, after following Zhou Chen, he treated her much better than Zhang Xiu did.
Nan Qiao also developed some favorability and truly fell in love with Zhou Chen.
She had just finished tidying up the dishes and intended to take them to be washed.
Zhou Chen raised his right hand, and a stream of water condensed.
The dishes were enveloped by the water stream and were quickly washed clean.
In the past, he would not have used spirit arts so casually.
With a cultivation of the fifth layer of Qi Refining, using three to five spirit arts would exhaust his spiritual qi.
And they were all low level spirit arts, the kind with no destructive power.
But now, after the breakthrough to the seventh layer of Qi Refining, a simple Water Stream Technique did not consume much spiritual qi.
A strange light flickered in Nan Qiao’s eyes, and she could not help but admire Zhou Chen even more.
"Big Brother Zhou, I can wash them myself. There is no need to trouble you."
Zhou Chen looked at her silently, leaning his body slightly.
At this moment, the beautiful scenery before him really lived up to the old saying. The sea accepts all rivers, and this person is indeed... great.
"It is late. We should go to bed early."
How could Nan Qiao not know what he wanted to do?
Her pretty face could not help but turn slightly red, and her legs pressed together slightly.
Especially in the last two days, after being nourished by Zhou Chen, her plump and full body became increasingly alluring.
Zhou Chen could even smell a faint milky fragrance.
After Little Linger was sent back to her room, she watched the two of them enter their room with wide eyes.
Early the next morning.
After a night of hard work, Zhou Chen gained another three points of favorability.
Nan Qiao’s favorability also broke through the seventy mark.
Looking at the sleeping beauty beside him, Zhou Chen gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.
The old saying truly does not lie. Love grows over time, indeed.
However, he did not indulge himself in the gentle village.
"It is also time to return to the Yin Yang Sect."
He had been an outer sect disciple in the Yin Yang Sect for decades.
He rarely had conflicts with others, so his reputation among the outer sect was actually quite good.
But he could not always trouble his junior brother to look after the medicinal fields for him.
However, before going back, he still needed to make some preparations.
Zhou Chen rummaged through his storage pouch, took out an iron ghost face mask, and pulled out a black robe.
After leaving Wutan Town, he silently changed his attire.
Then he arrived at Moyu City, not in a hurry to go to the Spirit Medicine Workshop to purchase medicinal ingredients.
Instead, he went to the Huichun Pavilion, which sold medicinal pills.
There were not many customers in the shop in the early morning. Seeing a customer enter, the shop assistant hurried over to greet him.
"This guest, what would you like to buy?"
Although he was just a worker at Huichun Pavilion, he also had a cultivation of the second layer of Qi Refining.
Zhou Chen deliberately lowered his voice and said hoarsely.
"Do you accept superior Spiritual Energy Pills here?"
The shop assistant heard "superior Spiritual Energy Pill."
He was stunned for a moment, then nodded repeatedly.
"We do, we do. Guest, please wait a moment. I will get the manager."
If it were ordinary medicinal pills being sold, he could make the decision.
But the selling price of a superior Spiritual Energy Pill was over four spirit stones each. The manager had to step in.
Soon, a round, middle aged cultivator walked out from the inner room.
The fat cultivator was full of smiles, but in the depths of his eyes was the shrewdness of a merchant.
"Fellow Daoist, I am the manager of Huichun Pavilion. I heard you want to sell superior Spiritual Energy Pills. I wonder how many you wish to sell?"
A look of surprise flashed in Zhou Chen’s eyes as he said calmly, "Fifteen superior Spiritual Energy Pills."
As expected of the largest medicinal pill shop in Moyu City.
This unremarkable fat cultivator manager actually had a cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi Refining.
Upon hearing this, the fat cultivator manager immediately called out to the shop assistant.
"Little Li, go serve some spirit tea to the honored guest."
Spirit tea was a special tea of the cultivation world. Mortals who drank it could temper their bodies and extend their lives.
To a cultivator, it was not a great supplement, but it still offered some benefits.
The fat manager originally thought the other party was only selling three or five pills.
Logically, a transaction of a dozen or so spirit stones would not be worth him appearing in person.
But these were superior Spiritual Energy Pills.
In a small place like Moyu City, these things were in high demand but short supply.
Some things were not necessarily meant to be sold, but could be kept in the shop to prove the shop’s stock.
The fat cultivator manager’s smile became a bit more sincere.
"Fellow Daoist, I wonder at what price you wish to sell them?"
Zhou Chen had already decided on the price before coming, and said without hesitation.
"Fifteen superior Spiritual Energy Pills for seventy spirit stones."
The fat cultivator manager rubbed his hands and said flatteringly.
"Fellow Daoist, your price is much higher than the market price."
After some bargaining, the price was finally settled at sixty five spirit stones.
Zhou Chen turned and left in satisfaction, taking several twists and turns.
He found another medicinal pill pavilion and sold another eight superior Spiritual Energy Pills.
Half an hour later.
He found a shop in the west of the city and sold another seven Spiritual Energy Pills.
The reason for selling in batches was mainly for fear of being targeted.
In such a small city, superior Spiritual Energy Pills were extremely rare.
Selling too many at once would easily attract unwanted attention.
With his current cultivation, being robbed was not an uncommon occurrence.
That was why he chose to sell in batches. It was a bit troublesome.
But since the quantity sold was not large, it would not give the shopkeepers the idea of killing him for his treasures, making it safer.