A public notice was posted seeking a wife, and a female saint from the Immortal Sect was found.

Zhao Dezhi stared intently at Chen Yi. He had brought thirty bottles of Foundation Establishment Pills, but Chen Yi was being too naive to think he could get them without revealing anything.

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow and said, "Brother Zhao, do you not trust me? If you don't trust me, then just take the things back. I won't force you, so as not to hurt our relationship. I'll find someone else to exchange for another batch of Foundation Establishment Pills later."

Zhao Dezhi had always felt that the Chen family might have obtained an extraordinary opportunity, a fact that Chen Yi was well aware of.

If that's the case, then he might as well be a bit tougher. If the Zhao family doesn't want to give the Chen family the Foundation Condensation Pill, then he won't take it.

Zhao Dezhi frowned slightly. Chen Yi's toughness was truly unexpected. He was about to speak when Chen Yi suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Brother Zhao, there are too many people around now. Do you really want me to say it?"

Zhao Dezhi felt a chill run down his spine. He suddenly realized that he wasn't the only one eyeing the Chen family; he also knew that the Purple Pill Sect was watching them.

Given the Purple Pill Sect's methods and strength, they have probably already deployed countless people in the Chen family.

The Chen family is currently in a state of great activity, so it's definitely not the right time to say much.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Dezhi said, "Then Patriarch Chen should at least give me a definite answer: how long will it take for the reward you mentioned to arrive?"

Without a second thought, Chen Yi blurted out, "One month. Give me one month. I'm not afraid to tell you, in one month, I will definitely be able to prepare a reward that will amaze you."

The Chen family's Foundation Condensation Pills are almost depleted. With this batch sent by Zhao Dezhi, his cultivation progress will not slow down for the next month.

Thus, a month later, it would be time to execute Zhao Dezhi.

"A month? Patriarch Chen, that's far too long. You should know that what you want has already drained half of the Zhao family's coffers," Zhao Dezhi said, frowning.

He wasn't joking about this; thirty bottles of Foundation Condensation Pills were indeed worth half the Zhao family's fortune.

This time, before Chen Yi could speak, Zhao Dezhi changed the subject and said again, "However, I trust Patriarch Chen, so I will present my congratulatory gift first."

It's only been about two months since we started taking action against the Chen family, so it would be best if Chen Yi really gave the Zhao family a huge opportunity a month later.

If they don't give it... not giving it would actually benefit the Zhao family, and the Zhao family would then take action against the Chen family in anger. Even Ye Nan'an, the sect leader of the Zidan Sect, couldn't blame the Zhao family in the slightest.

In short, these thirty bottles of Foundation Establishment Pills are simply to be kept by the Chen family for a month, nothing more.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Dezhi flipped his hand, and a stone box appeared in his hand.

He handed the stone box to Chen Yi: "Patriarch Chen, there are thirty bottles of Foundation Condensation Pills inside, not one missing."

Chen Yi took it, but did not open it to examine it closely. Instead, he said seriously, "How could I not trust Brother Zhao? There's no need to look at it."

He apologized to Zhao Dezhi, hid the stone box, and then came out to continue greeting the guests.

The Purple Pill Sect finally sent someone over; it was Song Wen, the Grand Steward of the Sect Affairs Hall, who had a very close relationship with the Chen family.

Upon seeing Chen Yi, Song Wen naturally sighed with emotion. Last time Chen Yi went to the Zi Dan Sect, he was only at the fourth level of the Qi Refining stage. Now, like him, he is a ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator.

Furthermore, he had tried several times to introduce his granddaughter to Chen Yi, but she didn't like it. Now that the Chen family is thriving, Song Wen regrets not being more forceful and pushing his granddaughter.

After Song Wen arrived, all the guests were present, and the wedding ceremony would begin.

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The lively atmosphere finally subsided as night fell. Zhao Dezhi and Song Wen had already left, and the Chen family members also slowly dispersed.

Chen Yi returned to his small courtyard, opened his room door, and found that the room had already been decorated in a festive style, even the quilt on the bed had been changed to a festive red.

A figure, with a veil covering its head, sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

Chen Yi walked over, reached out and lifted the veil, revealing Li Changqing's face, which looked even more delicate after she put on some makeup.

Chen Yi was silent for a moment, then said seriously, "Changqing, now that we are married, you should call me husband from now on."

Li Changqing remained silent, completely at a loss for words. Having lived for over three hundred years, she felt a strange, inappropriate nervousness at this moment.

"Changqing," Chen Yi said seriously, "the night is long, why don't you go back to your room, cultivate when you should, and rest when you should? Don't you think so?"

Li Changqing: ? ? ?

She glanced at Chen Yi with slight surprise. She was pondering how to respond to what Chen Yi had said. After all, they were married, but actually sharing a bed was another matter entirely.

However, before she could speak, Chen Yi spoke first.

"You're right, then I'll go back to my room first." Li Changqing seemed relieved, got up and walked out, returning to the room next to his.

However, although she breathed a sigh of relief, she had a strange feeling in her heart. On their wedding night, Chen Yi actually let her go back to his own room. What was this little guy thinking?

She found that even after spending so much time with Chen Yi, she still occasionally found it difficult to see through his thoughts.

Meanwhile, Chen Yi was already sitting cross-legged on the bed. He didn't actually have that many thoughts. What he wanted was Li Changqing, not Li Changqing who looked like a rogue cultivator.

Suppressing certain thoughts in his mind, Chen Yi took out a bottle of Foundation Establishment Pills.

After careful examination, he confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the thirty bottles of pills that Zhao Dezhi had sent.

"They said they'd give the Zhao family a return within a month, which means they'd kill Zhao Dezhi within that month."

Chen Yi was very clear-headed and understood exactly what it meant to say he had a month's timeframe.

Of course, he didn't care what Zhao Dezhi thought. His original plan was to take action against Zhao Dezhi in about a month.

Now, with the pills sent by Zhao Dezhi, the chances of succeeding in taking action against Zhao Dezhi a month later have increased even further.

With this in mind, Chen Yi suppressed all other thoughts and immediately began cultivating.

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Time flies, and twenty-six days have passed since the wedding day.

Two hundred miles away from the Chen family, in an ancient forest, Chen Yi drew his bow and shot an arrow. In an instant, dozens of towering trees in front of him burst open.

With a flick of his wrist, the arrow he had shot flew back into his hand.

"With this arrow, the power is about three times stronger than when I first entered the Foundation Establishment stage."

Chen Yi was satisfied with this. With a thought, he appeared in mid-air and then quickly returned to the Chen family.

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After a day of quiet meditation in the room, my body, mind, and spiritual energy have all reached their peak.

As night fell, Chen Yi quietly left the Chen family. A month had passed; it was time to make his move.

Zhao Dezhi couldn't wait any longer; he had urged him several times in the past few days, showing that he had lost all patience.

He, too, was eager to wait. He used the pills Zhao Dezhi had given him to cultivate desperately. If he still couldn't kill Zhao Dezhi, then he would have wasted the pills.