Immortal Martial Arts Son-in-Law: Having Too Many Wives Isn't My Fault

"If you can undergo countless trials and tribulations and reach the mid-stage of Qi Refining, I'm afraid I won't be your match."

Zhang Hu sighed.

"It's just a pity that for people like you and me, who have no power or influence, it's incredibly difficult to take another step forward."

He was still unaware that Chen Hao had already entered the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Chen Hao also didn't want to bring up the fact that he had broken through to the Qi Refining realm.

Firstly, his original character was that of an old guard who later luckily married a beauty from the Su family and became an adopted son-in-law of the Su family.

Without elixirs or abundant leisure resources, such rapid breakthroughs in cultivation are ultimately inexplicable.

Secondly, it's good to have some trump cards up your sleeve when necessary, so you might be able to turn the tide in a crisis.

"Yes, thank you for your guidance, Instructor Zhang."

Chen Hao clasped his hands in a fist salute, but a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

The spiritual world is cruel, so having a friend and mentor who teaches you how to cultivate yourself is truly a blessing.

As the head of the guards, Chen Hao's main task was to lead a large number of guards to patrol around the Su family compound and ensure that no bad guys appeared.

As the heartland, the Su family has its own experts and formations to protect it, so they don't encounter any unexpected events.

Chen Hao spent most of his time patrolling the area with some guards, and after the patrol was over, he would go back to cultivate.

For some reason, I haven't seen Li Feiyu for the past few days, and I've only heard of the Second Miss but never met her.

And so, the days passed one by one.

Chen Hao's cultivation level gradually stabilized.

Until this day.

At noon, the Su family suddenly erupted into chaos.

"Have you heard? Have you heard? The second young lady got into a fight in Madam Su's room, and it's said that she smashed the Madam's favorite red-sleeved white plum vase."

"My God! The Ice Queen Second Miss? I've heard of her portrait; her face is so stunning it could make your eyes pop out."

"It's absolutely true! I just came back from outside. Everyone in the Su family is saying that the second young lady doesn't want to stay in the Su family, so she had a conflict with Madam Su."

"The Second Miss has finally returned, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, we must see this beauty."

All the guards chattered excitedly, their faces full of anticipation.

Upon hearing these words, Chen Hao paused in his actions.

...

However, these people ultimately did not live to see the Second Miss.

On this day, an urgent order shattered this tranquility.

That morning, Chen Hao had just finished practicing his Iron Rhinoceros Kung Fu in the courtyard.

Zhang Hu arrived hastily with two guards, his expression much more solemn than usual.

"Chen Hao, go to the front hall immediately. Madam Su has an urgent task to assign."

Chen Hao felt a chill run down his spine and, not daring to delay, wiped his sweat and followed Zhang Hu to the front hall.

At this time, seven or eight guards had already gathered in the front hall.

Madam Su sat upright in the main seat, her face devoid of its usual charming languor, her expression serious, and her aura colder.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, she slowly began to speak.

"These past few days, the Bai Yuan Zhao family has seized my Su family's spiritual land, as you have all witnessed. Although Elder Su, the 'Long-Armed Black Ape King' of Black River Mountain, is not from my Qingzhu Mountain Su family, he is still a member of the same clan."

"In three days it will be his 60th birthday. You should bring him birthday gifts and go to wish him a happy birthday, and convey the goodwill of the Su family."

"The Black River Mountain is a dangerous place, and there are many bandits and evil spirits along the way. This time, the ten of you will go together, and you must arrive on time."

Heihe Mountain?

Chen Hao's heart sank.

Although he had only been in Guangling for a short time, he had already heard of this name.

The Heihe Mountains are high and densely forested.

Monsters and evil cultivators often appear on the road.

This escort mission was undoubtedly a dangerous and perilous one.

"Did you all hear that? We're leaving first thing tomorrow morning, so prepare well today. Make sure you bring your own magic tools and talismans, and don't be careless in the slightest."

Madam Su's gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on Zhang Hu.

"Commander Zhang, you've been with the Su family for quite some time and are very experienced. Please take this escort very seriously."

"Yes, madam."

Zhang Hu accepted the order.

Chen Hao bowed and agreed, but he had already started making plans in his mind.

The wilderness is not like the Su family's place; swords and spears have no eyes. If you don't have a handy weapon, you might not even be able to save your life.

not to mention.

Iron Rhinoceros Kung Fu is inherently a powerful and fierce style of martial arts. If it is paired with a suitable magical weapon, it can provide more self-defense capabilities.

Having thought this through, Chen Hao had already made up his mind.

After the meeting ended, Chen Hao did not return to his room, but instead talked with Zhang Hu, sharing his thoughts.

"I'd like to take the day off today and go get a couple of handy tools for self-defense."

Zhang Hu nodded, took out a small iron plate from his pocket, and tossed it over.

"Go to the magic artifact shop in the west of the city and show this to him. Just say he's one of my people, and you can save a few spirit stones."

In the afternoon, Chen Hao walked through two alleys and arrived at Zhou's Buddhist implements shop in the west of the city.

This shop isn't big, but it's old enough to be a great place.

Is anyone there?

Chen Hao pushed open the half-closed wooden door, and a wave of heat mixed with the smell of rust rushed towards him.

The fire in the furnace was blazing, and a lean old man was swinging a hammer.

He didn't even look up when he heard the sound.

What are your requirements?

"Take a look at the ritual implements."

Old Zhou then stopped what he was doing, looked up and sized up Chen Hao.

A glint of light flashed in those eyes, which were clouded by the smoke.

"A cultivator who refines their body? What style do they practice? Powerful or gentle?"

Chen Hao's heart stirred slightly; this person was indeed quite capable.

"It's a fierce and powerful style."

"The most important thing is to survive by using a fierce and aggressive approach."

"Look at these, they're all good stuff. Ordinary scoundrels and down-and-outs don't even have the good fortune to look at them."

A short while later.

Old Zhou picked up a black fish-scale armor from the inner room.

The armor plates were as fine as beans, overlapping each other, exuding a chilling aura.

"This is the 'Mysterious Rhinoceros Armor,' a fine example of a mid-grade magic weapon. It is made from deep-sea cold iron mixed with refined copper, and was personally assembled by a master craftsman."

"Not to mention ordinary swords and knives, even hammer-type magical weapons would slip if they were covered with this layer of scales, ensuring your safety."

Chen Hao was slightly pleased; this armor was heavy and sturdy.

His Iron Rhinoceros Skill focuses on physical training, and with the support of external forces, it's like adding wings to a tiger.

But when his peripheral vision swept over the price tag beneath the fish-scale armor, his eyelids twitched suddenly.

Three hundred and eighty spirit stones.

This is no small amount.

Even if you sold him and Su Wanqing together, it wouldn't be enough.

Old Zhou's shrewd eyes saw Chen Hao's predicament and knew he wasn't the sucker he was trying to fleece.

He spat out a mouthful of phlegm that smelled of tobacco, and then pulled out a slightly yellowed soft armor from the bottom of the box.

"This 'Golden Silkworm Robe' is made of silkworm silk mixed with gold thread. It is as thin as a cicada's wing and worn close to the body. Ordinary magical artifacts cannot penetrate it. It is only one hundred dollars. I will not cheat you."

Chen Hao's throat bobbed, and the smile on his lips turned somewhat bitter.

"Anything... a little more affordable?"

"Affordable? This shop selling religious artifacts is for saving lives, not for buying pickled vegetables at the market."