I've announced that I'm destined to have many children, and my father has bestowed upon me

Zhao Chen'an calmed the chattering girls down and carefully put the jade bottle into his pocket.

"I'm fine, I'm just a bit exhausted."

He smiled gently:

"I have to go out and deliver the pills to the people at Tianjian Mountain. They've been waiting for a month."

"My husband, I'll go with you."

Liu Ruoshuang stepped forward and spoke first.

At this moment, she was filled with a myriad of emotions, with so many questions to ask and so many mysteries to unravel.

How many secrets is her husband still hiding?

If word got out that this Saint-level alchemist was real, it would probably shake the entire Central Heaven Main World.

Zhao Chen'an shook his head.

"No need, you just stay home and take good care of the children. The fewer people who know about this, the better."

He glanced at Liu Ruoshuang, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Liu Ruoshuang was incredibly intelligent and immediately understood Zhao Chen'an's meaning.

This was a reminder not to tell anyone what she had seen that day. She nodded slightly and didn't insist anymore.

Having finished giving his instructions, Zhao Chen'an didn't linger any longer and turned to leave the Prince of Wei's residence.

He did not take the prince's carriage, but chose to walk.

At this moment, the imperial city was still immersed in the extraordinary phenomena of the earth-shattering fragrance of elixir and the auspicious seven-colored clouds.

On the street, groups of people, whether ordinary people or monks, were having a lively discussion.

"Can you smell it? That fragrance... it makes me feel like my chronic leg pain, which I've had for years, is cured!"

"That's not all! The bottleneck I was stuck on at the early stage of the Sea of ​​Wheels Realm has actually loosened! This is absolutely the birth of a divine pill!"

"The direction is towards the Prince of Wei's residence! It must be His Highness the Prince of Wei! Who else but him possesses such extraordinary connections?"

Despite the various discussions and praises around him, Zhao Chen'an's steps remained steady, but he couldn't help feeling a little smug.

A Saint-level Alchemist—that title is certainly impressive.

Looking across the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, no, even the entire region, you can't find a second one like it.

This unique honor is enough to make him walk sideways.

Of course, the premise is that it cannot be exposed.

Otherwise, endless trouble awaits him. He will either be treated as an honored guest by various powerful forces, or... he will be kidnapped and turned into a tool for alchemy.

He didn't want to live that kind of life.

Thinking along the way, soon the largest inn in the capital city—Tongfu Inn—came into view.

The inn's signboard is simple yet grand, and the entrance is bustling with traffic and people, showcasing its prosperity.

The group from Tianjian Mountain settled down here.

As soon as Zhao Chen'an stepped into the inn, the innkeeper jumped up and hurriedly ran out from behind the counter, bowing with a big smile on his face.

"Your humble servant pays his respects to Your Highness, the Prince of Wei! Your esteemed presence greatly honors our humble establishment!"

"No need," Zhao Chen'an waved his hand casually.

"Which rooms do the people from Tianjian Mountain stay in?"

"Your Highness, it's in Courtyard Number One of the Heavenly Ranks. I'll show you the way right away!"

The shopkeeper bowed even lower, his posture extremely respectful.

Soon, led by the shopkeeper, Zhao Chen'an arrived at a secluded, independent courtyard.

Before the shopkeeper could announce their arrival, the courtyard gate opened from the inside.

Ye Haoran, the head of Tianjian Mountain, strode out and saw Zhao Chen'an. His usually dignified face was now filled with excitement and trepidation.

"Your Highness, Prince Wei!"

He bowed deeply, his voice trembling slightly.

He had naturally witnessed the extraordinary phenomenon that had just occurred. The extremely rich aura of the medicinal pill had even stirred the mind of this great cultivator in the Dragon Transformation Realm.

He had a wild guess in his mind, but he wasn't sure.

"Sect Leader Ye, there's no need for such formalities."

Zhao Chen'an offered a helping hand and got straight to the point:

"I have successfully completed my mission."

These four simple words, however, struck Ye Haoran like a thunderbolt!

Become!

It really did!

His guess was correct; the divine pill that triggered the extraordinary phenomena of heaven and earth was indeed made for his daughter!

"Your Highness... I can't thank you enough!" Ye Haoran was so excited that his lips were trembling, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Let's go inside and talk."

Zhao Chen'an was the first to enter the courtyard.

Ye Haoran quickly followed and personally led the way to the main house.

As I pushed open the door, a faint scent of herbs wafted out.

The room was simply and elegantly furnished. A woman was sitting quietly by the window. Hearing the noise, she slowly turned her head.

The moment Zhao Chen'an's gaze met hers, even he, who was used to seeing stunning beauties, couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

The woman before me wore a simple white dress and had a tall and slender figure.

Her long, jet-black hair was simply tied back with a wooden hairpin, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks, adding to her delicate beauty.

Her features were so exquisite that she looked like a figure in a painting; her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her nose was straight and upturned, and her lips were naturally red without any makeup.

What's most impressive about her are her eyes.

Cold and aloof, as if containing the chill of millennia, yet carrying a lingering sharpness.

Isn't this Ye Shenglin?

Zhao Chen'an instantly understood.

Because her meridians were completely severed and she could not circulate spiritual energy, her secret technique for disguising herself as a man also failed, revealing her true female identity.

Tsk tsk.

She's clearly a stunning beauty with a curvaceous and well-endowed figure, yet she insists on dressing up as a man all day, fighting and killing.

If I had known you looked like this during the Heavenly Pride Competition, I might have held back a bit when I threw that cauldron.

Zhao Chen'an silently complained to himself.

Ye Shenglin clearly recognized him as well, and a complex emotion flashed in his cold eyes.

There was surprise, wariness, and a hint of unease that she herself was unaware of.

She instinctively tried to stand up, but the movement aggravated her injuries, and she groaned before falling back down.

Ye Haoran quickly stepped forward to support her.

Then, he looked at Zhao Chen'an with deep apology.

"Your Highness, my daughter is injured and has been quite impolite. I hope you will forgive her."

"It's alright."

Zhao Chen'an walked to the table and sat down, taking out the ancient warm jade bottle and gently placing it on the table.

thump.

A soft sound made Ye Haoran and his daughter's hearts jump.

"That senior made two of them." Zhao Chen'an lightly tapped the jade bottle with his fingertip. "Good luck, both are Saint-grade."

Ye Haoran's breathing became rapid instantly!

Two!

It's still a top-tier item!

He originally thought that obtaining a high-grade Xuan-level pill would allow his daughter to reconnect her meridians and resume cultivation, which would already be a stroke of good fortune.

To everyone's surprise, the other party actually took out a sacred-grade pill!

This is a legendary treasure that could drive even saints mad!

"As for the compensation..."

Zhao Chen paused for a moment, then continued:

"That senior said that this is a good deed done for me, and he won't charge me."

"If Tianjian Mountain has the opportunity in the future, we can repay this favor."

He couldn't very well say that he refined the pills himself, so the cost of refining them was out of the question.

Let's do a favor and make Tianjian Mountain owe us one.

The value of this favor far exceeds that of several sacred materials.