Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 114 The Beauty Chen Qiaoqian

As I was weighing the pros and cons, time slipped away silently like quicksand through my fingertips, and half a cup of tea passed in a flash.

Chen Minghui slowly raised his eyes, his gaze fixed on Lin Fan, his expression full of emotion, and he said slowly, "Oh, I heard that Fan'er has been alone all these years, and just accepted a female disciple a few years ago.

Let's put the matter of accepting direct disciples aside for now. After all, direct disciples carry the heavy responsibility of inheriting the legacy. If they are young and impetuous and encounter an accident during their cultivation, not only will your efforts be wasted, but it will also undermine the hope of the Chen family."

He paused slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of concern. "Fan'er, why don't you choose a woman from the Chen family to be your concubine? You'll have someone close by your side so you won't be too lonely. The path to immortality is long and arduous, and having someone who understands you by your side can be a little more comforting."

After saying that, Chen Minghui turned around and ordered a Foundation Establishment cultivator standing beside him: "Go and get the information of the unmarried woman of the Chen family." After receiving the order, the Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Chen family hurried away.

In just a cup of tea, he hurried over with a jade slip and handed it over respectfully with both hands.

Chen Minghui took it, handed it to Lin Fan, and said, "This contains the information of all the unmarried women in the Chen family. Their cultivation, spiritual roots, and personalities are all clearly written. Fan'er, pick one that suits your eyes."

Lin Fan stretched out his right hand to take the jade slip, and a wisp of spiritual consciousness penetrated into it like a flexible silk thread.

In an instant, information about the unmarried woman of the Chen family flooded into his mind like a tide, and dense text and images flashed rapidly.

What caught the eye were faces that were either young and immature or slightly reserved. There weren't many of them, only about twenty or thirty in total.

Lin Fan scanned them one by one and soon discovered that most of these women had poor spiritual roots, with the vast majority having three or four spiritual roots.

On the path of cultivating immortals, spiritual roots are the foundation. With such aptitude, the road ahead will probably be full of thorns.

Just as Lin Fan was about to skip the next person, the three words "Chen Qiaoqian" suddenly jumped into his eyes.

His eyes froze instantly, and an image of a stunningly beautiful woman emerged involuntarily in his mind. This woman was also famous and had a sexual personality in the original novel, and the key was that she was a love-brained person, so she would probably be well-behaved and obedient if he had her by his side.

Lin Fan's heart stirred, and he had already made a decision. He looked up at Chen Minghui, his expression filled with a certainty: "Master, I have made my choice. I will choose Chen Qiaoqian."

Chen Minghui immediately ordered: "Go and find Chen Qiaoqian." The Foundation Establishment cultivator took the order and immediately hurried to find Chen Qiaoqian.

After this person left, Lin Fan started chatting with Chen Minghui.

The two of them talked about their experiences in cultivating immortals, the current situation in the world of cultivating immortals, and interesting things in the past, as well as their feelings about the present. Before they knew it, two hours had passed quietly.

Just then, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the door. The Foundation Establishment cultivator who had just left walked into the quiet room with Chen Qiaoqian.

Lin Fan subconsciously looked up and saw a woman walking in.

She was wearing a light pink silk long dress, the hem of which was like layers of ripples, fluttering gently in the wind. It was embroidered with delicate crabapple flowers, with fine stitches and lifelike, as if each flower exuded a faint fragrance.

The woman's face was as beautiful as a flower, and her skin was white with a rosy glow, just like the peach blossoms blooming on the branches in spring, fresh and tender.

Her eyebrows were long and narrow, and her eyes, as if reflecting a clear spring, were full of autumn water, with a hint of coldness. Her nose was straight, and her lips were naturally red, which, when slightly pursed, added a touch of dignity. Her long, shiny black hair was loosely tied up, with a few strands cascading down her fair neck, adding to her graceful demeanor.

She has a graceful figure and a slender waist that can be held in one hand, which complements her long legs and perfectly outlines her devilish figure. She has a fairy-like appearance and an indescribable charming charm. She is truly a beautiful woman with a thousand charms.

Chen Qiaoqian moved lightly, bowed gracefully, and said in a clear and pleasant voice: "Greetings, ancestor."

"Well," Chen Minghui nodded slightly, looking at her gently, and asked, "Qiaoqian, do you know why I called you here this time?"

Chen Qiaoqian shook her head slightly, a hint of doubt in her eyes: "Qiaoqian doesn't know, please ask the ancestor to explain."

A smile appeared on Chen Minghui's face, and he slowly said, "This is a good thing. This is Lin Fan, the disciple I accepted many years ago. He has now reached the middle stage of the Jindan stage. I know my life span is short, so in order to find a reliable supporter for my family, I decided to use the method of marriage. And you are the candidate for this marriage."

"Given his appearance and his mid-stage Jindan cultivation, it wouldn't be a disgrace to you if you married him as a concubine."

Chen Minghui looked at Chen Qiaoqian and said earnestly, "With his support in the future, it won't be impossible for you to break through to the Jindan stage.

"Qiaoqian, you have to understand that with Lin Fan's looks and cultivation, as long as word spreads in the world of immortal cultivation, there will be countless female cultivators who want to marry him. You're getting a great deal in this marriage."

Chen Minghui paused for a moment, then continued, "Lin Fan is a child of pure character and high cultivation. His future is limitless.

Your marriage to him is a rare opportunity, both for your personal cultivation and for the future of our Chen family.

The cultivation resources that the family can provide you are limited, but following Lin Fan, your cultivation path will be much smoother."

Chen Qiaoqian's beautiful eyes turned slightly, and then she slowly turned her gaze to Lin Fan beside her.

At this moment, Lin Fan was wearing a black brocade robe with intricate silver cloud patterns embroidered on the corners. The patterns appeared and disappeared as he moved, exuding a sense of mystery.

His long black hair was tied up high, with a few strands of hair playfully hanging down on both sides of his cheeks, adding a bit of unruly and casualness to him.

Under the high nose bridge, the lips have beautiful lines, the facial contours are as clear as if carved by a knife and an axe, the skin is as white as jade, and the whole person is so handsome that it is hard to take your eyes off. He is like a banished immortal who walked out of a painting, and his every move exudes an alluring charm.

The moment Chen Qiaoqian's eyes met his, she felt as if struck by an invisible electric current, her heart trembling violently. The trembling rose from the deepest part of her heart and quickly spread throughout her body.

She subconsciously lowered her head, but a blush had already gotten out of control, quietly climbing up her cheeks and spreading to her ears at an extremely fast speed, even the tips of her ears were flushed with a touching crimson color.

She secretly regretted her loss of composure, but couldn't help but secretly recall the stunning sight just now. Her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, and her fingertips turned slightly white, revealing her nervousness and panic at the moment.

Chen Qiaoqian lowered her head slightly, her voice soft and with a hint of barely perceptible shyness: "Everything is up to the grandfather of the family." After she finished speaking, she quietly raised her eyes, quickly glanced at Lin Fan, and then quickly lowered her head. The blush crept up her cheeks again. In the quiet room, she could even hear her heartbeat quickening due to nervousness.

(End of this chapter)