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

A small pile of spirit stones was neatly stacked together; a rough count revealed at least three to five hundred of them.

Chen Hao's hand trembled slightly.

He worked as the head of the guards in the Su family, and his monthly salary was only ten low-grade spirit stones.

These three to five hundred spirit stones are enough for him to buy a small courtyard with a spirit well, acquire a decent set of magical artifacts, and live a peaceful life for most of his life.

However, he quickly suppressed this agitation.

Spirit stones are good, but what's more important right now are the things that can keep him alive.

Chen Hao continued flipping through the pages.

A dozen or so talismans were scattered at the bottom of the bag, mostly basic fireball and ice spike talismans.

Then, his gaze fell on a row of porcelain bottles, each with the name of a medicine written on it in cinnabar.

He did a quick categorization and thought: the first type was fasting pills, a whole dozen bottles of them.

One grain of this stuff can last for three days' worth of food.

The second type is hemostatic powder, which has a fine powder and a pure medicinal aroma, making it an excellent medicine for treating external injuries.

The third type is the Heart-Clearing Pill, which can be used to resist inner demons and stabilize the mind. It is an auxiliary pill for cultivators when breaking through bottlenecks.

The fourth type is medicine used in spiritual practice.

The moment the stopper was pulled out, a rich medicinal aroma wafted out.

Chen Hao poured out a pill, which was entirely emerald green with clear patterns, and its medicinal energy was concentrated and did not dissipate.

This is the Qi Condensation Pill, specifically for mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators to increase their cultivation level.

The medicine's effects were mild and long-lasting, clearly the one Lu Xiaojia used to break through her bottleneck.

"Excellent, these Qi Condensation Pills are just right for me."

After tidying up these things, Chen Hao seemed to have discovered something and let out a soft exclamation.

"This is!"

He took something out of his storage bag.

It was a white egg the size of a goose egg, perfectly round like jade, faintly exuding a very faint yet rhythmic vitality.

Although he didn't know what this thing was, Chen Hao could feel the powerful life force within the white egg.

In the hidden pocket next to the white egg, there was also a cold jade bottle.

As soon as he pulled out the stopper, a strong, almost tangible, fishy smell instantly filled Chen Hao's nostrils.

At the bottom of the bottle lay a small clump of blood, congealed like mercury, its dark color tinged with an eerie crimson.

"Could this be the 'heart's blood' of that earth dragon?"

Chen Hao stared blankly, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.

This clearly shows that Lu Xiaojia risked the lives of half of his personal guard.

The essence that had just been slaughtered from that hundred-year-old dragon had now become his spoils of war.

Finally, Chen Hao also found a thin booklet with a torn cover and yellowed edges in the storage bag.

The Crimson Dragon Sword Technique.

Chen Hao casually flipped to two pages, which contained some obscure diagrams of meridian circulation.

In a daze, Chen Hao thought of Lu Xiaojia's sword moves when she used the Crimson Jade Flying Sword, which were so fast that he could hardly react.

He specializes in the powerful and domineering "Iron Rhinoceros Demon Bull Technique," which, while incredibly strong, lacks any ranged attack methods.

This martial arts manual perfectly fills his only weakness!

"Good stuff... really good stuff."

Chen Hao ran his fingertips over the yellowed pages of the "Crimson Dragon Sword Manual".

Sword techniques and similar methods have always been precious, and Lu Xiaojia was a direct disciple of the Crimson-Eyebrowed Ghost King.

Clearly, this item is extremely precious.

He didn't linger. With a flick of his finger, he stuffed the jade bottle, white eggs, silver dollars, and the cultivation manual into his inner coarse cloth bag.

After tidying up, his gaze fell on the bloodstained red jade sword next to Lu Xiaojia's corpse.

The sword was smooth and glossy, and although it was stained with brains and blood, its cold gleam could not be concealed.

The scabbard is engraved with fine red eyebrow patterns, clearly the mark of the Red Eyebrow Demon King.

Chen Hao squatted down and gently touched the sword with his fingertips.

With a clang!

The sword trembled slightly and emitted a sword cry!

"It's at least a high-quality mid-grade magic weapon, and the sword is light and sturdy, forged from exotic iron. It's a fine sword, but a pity..."

"The mark of the Crimson-Eyebrowed Ghost King is too conspicuous. Once it is found, there will be no hope of redemption."

This sword and the storage bag are the most conspicuous sources of trouble; keeping them will only lead to certain death.

Chen Hao stood up and looked around.

Finally, he threw the blood-stained jade sword and storage bag with all his might, sending them plunging into the deep ravine below the cliff, leaving only a faint splash that vanished in an instant.

There was no response for quite some time.

Chen Hao then let out a long breath and turned to disappear into the dark forest.

……

Half an hour later.

In a secluded mountain valley.

"Who?!"

The guards, clutching their broken swords, huddled together like startled birds.

"it's me."

In the darkness, a tall and imposing figure, leaning on an iron rod, slowly emerged as he parted the waist-high thatch.

"Commander Chen... Commander Chen?!"

Several guards gasped in shock.

With Zhang Hu dead, the group was left leaderless and in a desperate situation.

Chen Hao naturally became the backbone in everyone's hearts.

An older guard swallowed hard, took a step forward with great courage, and even unconsciously changed his form of address.

"Commander Chen... what should we do now? Instructor Zhang is gone, should we still go to Senior Su's house as planned?"

Upon hearing the name "Senior Su," a glimmer of hope for survival flickered in the eyes of the guards.

Chen Hao did not answer immediately. After thinking for a moment, he shook his head.

"I can't go."

Those Red-Eyebrowed Demons were not only well-equipped, but also extremely ruthless and secretive, leaving nothing but desolation in their wake.

Given the ruthless and greedy behavior of these bandits, the Wang family would probably be a dead land by now.

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in shock.

"Then, where should we go?"

"Return the way you came, take the hidden, deserted path, and go back to the Su family."

Chen Hao gripped the blood-stained fire and water club tightly.

"The Su family has an ancestor, elders, and a family-protecting mountain formation."

"No matter how powerful these bandits are, they wouldn't dare to run rampant in the city... Let's go back to Guangling City first!"

As the first light of dawn appeared in the east, the outline of the Su family's house finally came into view on the horizon.

The exhausted group finally relaxed.

Chen Hao also breathed a sigh of relief, and leaning on his Water and Fire Cudgel, he arrived at the Su family's gate.

It is morning.

After a long while, the door finally opened with a creak.

After seeing everyone clearly, the maid screamed in surprise.

"Commander Chen? You...you're still alive!"

"It is said that the Black River Mountain was ravaged by the evil cultivators of the Red Eyebrows, and no one survived in the villages within a ten-mile radius."

News of Chen Hao and the others' return quickly spread throughout the Su family.

Upon hearing the news, Madam Su didn't even have time to properly comb her hair.

She rushed out wearing only a tight-fitting, smoky purple dress.

The tight-fitting dress was made of very thin material, and when the cool morning breeze blew, it clung tightly to her figure, which was as ripe as a peach.

With her graceful swaying steps.

Her huge, snow-white breasts revealed a deep cleavage, and her long, snow-white legs were dazzling.

"My God, what happened? Tell me what happened!"