Pill Saint, Weapon Emperor, Array God, Unparalleled in the World

Luo Chen looked at Lei Zheng's expression of having seen a ghost and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

This old man followed me all the way from Daling City, saying "Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it," but his inherent arrogance never faded.

He is a peak ninth-grade Foundation Establishment expert and a fifth-grade weapon refiner, making him a prominent figure in the Northern Region.

Being relegated to guarding the gate of the Luo residence, I felt somewhat ashamed of my position.

Luo Chen had long seen through this arrogance, but he was too lazy to point it out.

Which capable person doesn't have a bit of pride?

As long as it didn't interfere with important matters, he let Lei Zheng do as he pleased.

But now—it's time to pack up.

"This hammering technique will not only greatly improve Uncle Lei's forging skills, but also help you regain your confidence and break through to the Golden Core stage."

Luo Chen spoke casually, but Lei Zheng felt a jolt and his eyes widened suddenly.

"How did you know, kid?"

His voice changed, filled with surprise and doubt.

He has been stuck at the peak of the ninth rank of Foundation Establishment for a full eighteen years.

For eighteen years, he tried every method he could think of, but all of them ended in failure.

Later on, he didn't even dare to try anymore, because every failure left a hurdle in his heart.

The more it accumulated, the more it blocked his Dao heart, almost damaging it.

He hid on the street to work as a blacksmith, not only to avoid past troubles, but also to escape his inner demons.

How could Luo Chen see through something he himself dared not admit at a glance?

Luo Chen placed the teacup on the table and looked at Lei Zheng with a calm gaze.

"Uncle Lei, there's no need to be too curious about me. Knowing too much isn't necessarily a good thing."

He stood up, walked up to Lei Zheng, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Just remember, good fortune is rare, so cherish it when you do, and don't let it ruin your life. Alright, Uncle Lei, it's time to go check the gate."

Lei Zheng stared blankly at Luo Chen, his lips moving several times.

He glanced down at the jade slip in his hand, then looked up at Luo Chen.

A layer of tears welled up in his old eyes.

He took a deep breath, carefully put the jade slip into his bosom, straightened his clothes, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to Luo Chen.

The bow was very deep, with the waist bent at a ninety-degree angle.

This was more solemn than any other time he had bowed since entering the Luo residence.

"Thank you for your great kindness, Master! I will certainly do my utmost to serve you, even with my remaining strength."

His voice was hoarse, with a slight, suppressed tremor.

After speaking, he straightened up, turned and left the hall, his spine even straighter than when he came in.

Luo Chen watched Lei Zheng's retreating figure and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

This old man has finally curbed his arrogance.

However, it would be strange if a peak Foundation Establishment Ninth Grade expert didn't have some arrogance.

Looking across the entire Northern Region, a peak ninth-grade Foundation Establishment cultivator is already a top-tier figure below the Golden Core stage.

He could work as a blacksmith on the streets of Daling City for decades, hiding his identity and not being discovered. This kind of forbearance is not something that ordinary people can possess.

Aside from Luo Chen, no one expected that Lei Zheng, that old geezer, would be a peak Foundation Establishment Ninth Rank expert.

Back in Daling City, when I scanned the old man's green light cluster using the Burial Heaven Pavilion's spirit-seeing mode, I discovered that it was ridiculously large, second only to a Golden Core cultivator, and several times brighter than Tang Yan's.

He was deliberately suppressing it, but this old guy was good at hiding it, though he couldn't hide it from the Burial Heaven Pavilion.

Now there are two Foundation Establishment experts guarding the gate, plus the old vulture's spirit beast.

The Luo family finally had some confidence to protect themselves.

He can now focus on his cultivation.

Luo Chen straightened his robes and walked towards the east wing.

Tang Yu's room was at the very back of the side room, with good lighting and a quiet atmosphere.

When he pushed the door open, Tang Yu was leaning against the headboard, flipping through an old book. She looked much better than when she first arrived, and her face finally had some color in it.

"The head of the family has arrived."

Tang Yu put down the book and tried to sit up.

"Auntie, you can just lie down, you don't need to get up."

Luo Chen sat down by the bed and placed his hand on her pulse.

The true energy of the Tai Xu Hun Tian Gong surged from his fingertips and slowly flowed into Tang Yu's meridians.

That pure and incomparable true energy flowed through her parched meridians, all the way down, surging towards her dantian.

Tang Yu's dantian was indeed severely damaged; the injury eighteen years ago almost shattered the entire dantian.

These past few years, he's only managed to stay afloat thanks to his Golden Core realm foundation. An ordinary person would have died from exhaustion of meridians long ago.

In her current condition, forcing her to rebuild her dantian is not an option.

It is necessary to use the power of the Tai Xu Hun Tian Gong to slowly nurture it for a period of time.

Luo Chen gathered his true energy and placed a layer of gentle spiritual power around Tang Yu's dantian.

This spiritual energy will remain in her body, nourishing her dantian day and night, gradually seeping in the life force of the Taixu Huntian Gong.

"Auntie, today's nourishment is complete. After a while, once the fragments in your dantian begin to heal, you can start working on reshaping it."

Tang Yu felt the warm, hot energy in his dantian.

My lower abdomen, which had been aching slightly, felt much more comfortable, which was a rare treat.

She looked at Luo Chen gratefully, her eyes slightly red.

"Thank you very much, Master. I am deeply grateful."

Luo Chen waved his hand, got up and left the room.

Upon arriving at the Feng family home, just as we reached Feng Wanyi's courtyard, the door opened from the inside.

Feng Wanyi wore a pale yellow dress, her hair loosely tied back, with a few strands falling beside her ears, setting off her fair and flawless face.

Her eyes lit up the moment she saw Luo Chen.

She rushed over and threw herself into his arms.

"Husband, has everything been resolved regarding the Gu family?"

Her face was pressed against Luo Chen's chest, her voice soft and filled with affection.

Luo Chen reached out and put his arm around her waist, then leaned down and kissed her forehead.

"It's been resolved. Has my wife missed me these past two days?"

Feng Wanyi's face flushed red, and she buried her face even deeper, speaking in a shy and coquettish tone.

"My husband..."

The last syllable was drawn out, with a hint of coquetry.

She twisted her body slightly a few times, rubbing her chest against Luo Chen's chest.

Luo Chen laughed heartily, bent down, picked her up horizontally, and strode into the house.

With a flick of her toe, she closed the door, and the gauze curtains fell, concealing the enchanting scene within.

After the dual cultivation, Feng Wan leaned on Luo Chen's shoulder, her face still flushed.

She smiled shyly, leaned close to his ear, and giggled.

"My husband is getting more and more powerful, and even the Third Miss is finding it hard to keep up. If only she had a sister who could share the burden with her."

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow, glanced at her sideways, and chuckled inwardly.

This girl is quite sensible.

However, while these words sounded like they were making arrangements for him, there was a hidden agenda behind them.

How could someone who has lived nine lifetimes not be able to tell?

Feng Wanyi must have heard the rumors about Ning Fei.

That's why she said that on purpose.

This demonstrates both magnanimity and a way to test Luo Chen's feelings.

He reached out his finger and gently scratched her delicate nose.

He lowered his head and touched her soft lips.

"Madam is very magnanimous. Is that really what you think?"