After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus.

Chapter 116 The Staring Pregnancy Method

"What did the Firefly say?"

The girl's curiosity reached its peak as she looked at Zhang Chen's thoughtful expression.

Zhang Chen kept everyone in suspense and did not answer directly.

"You two, one a writer and the other an artist, must both have good empathy, right?"

Xiao Shuyao and Su Qinghe exchanged glances. "What do you want us to do?"

"Take this flower, and the firefly spirit will be on it. Just wait here," Zhang Chen said.

Su Qinghe took the flower, and before she could ask anything else, she saw Zhang Chen press the little mouse in his pocket, and his entire demeanor suddenly changed...

The surrounding temperature suddenly soared, the grass beneath his feet grew wildly, and the air seemed to freeze.

"Handsome and dashing" is no longer enough to explain it, Su Qinghe thought to herself. The immortal in the book she loved was exactly the state Zhang Chen was currently exhibiting.

She suddenly began to understand why Xiao Rou could say such self-deprecating things as "it would be good enough to be a bed maid."

This is an allure that no human woman can look directly at; her appearance alone is enough to make her blush and her heart race.

What's captivating about Zhang Chen isn't his appearance, but rather his eerie, almost poisonous pheromones that specifically target a woman's DNA, subduing her physiologically and preparing her for pregnancy.

But Zhang Chen's next words snapped her out of her dazed state and back to reality: "Damn it, you dead rat, I told you to go in second gear, not to turn it off!"

"Squeak squeak squeak..."

Zhang Chen quickly took out the invisible mouse and squeezed it. The little mouse was dazed and confused. As he squeezed it, its state changed, and eventually even its appearance changed. It seemed to have aged more than ten years, like a middle-aged man, and its temperament also dropped.

"That's about it."

Zhang Chen took a selfie with his phone, and in an instant, he looked like he was almost middle-aged. Even Shen Nianxi probably wouldn't recognize him now.

He stuffed the mouse into his pocket and headed down the mountain.

Su Qinghe, who had been standing there stunned, finally pulled herself out of the clutches of lust. After taking a few steps, she stumbled and quickly grabbed her best friend's shoulder to check on Xiao Shuyao's condition...

"Shuyao? Are you alright? Is Zhang Chen really a good man...?"

"Is he a fox spirit? Or a succubus? I've heard that a goat that becomes a spirit is a succubus... That's terrifying!"

"Are you alright? Do you need to go to the restroom...?"

Xiao Shuyao was shaken a few times, her wide eyes slowly narrowing, then she suddenly clutched her lower abdomen, then her mouth, and half-squatted down, breathing heavily...

"What's wrong?" Su Qinghe asked with concern.

"Sister Qinghe, I...I think I got pregnant just from one look he gave me...My stomach, my belly...fetal movement?"

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Su Qinghe panicked, looking left and right, trying to find Zhang Chen, but he was nowhere to be seen.

After a long period of anxiety, she could only manage to say, "Shuyao, it's okay. If you really are pregnant, we'll take care of the baby together."

"Qinghe, do you even know how to comfort people...?"

Just then, two rabbit demons came out carrying glutinous rice cakes. Seeing the two women's exaggerated expressions, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and giggle: "Oh dear, oh dear, she's not pregnant, she's just experiencing some uterine qi stagnation!"

"Palace aura?"

"Yes, we rabbits often do that too, because rabbits are quite indulgent~ It's normal to have uterine qi upset, just find a man and it'll be fine in no time."

Su Qinghe's face stiffened. "Isn't there another way?"

"Hmm...Back then, I don't know which generation of the Xuan Yin body it was, but even though she was human, she could have these symptoms. She was the one who taught us that taking some special aphrodisiac medicine could cure it, but we've all finished that medicine, and we haven't gone down the mountain to buy any recently."

"Is there really no other way?" Su Qinghe's face was ashen.

"Yes, there is also a kind of 'divine water,' but that belongs to the Pure Yang Daoist..."

Before the two rabbit demons could finish speaking, Xiao Shuyao walked to the small backpack with her legs tucked between her legs, took out a bottle of beverage, and took a big gulp.

A few breaths later, Xiao Shuyao, her face flushed, slumped into a chair as if she had just escaped a disaster.

"Huh?!" The rabbit demon was stunned. "Miracle water? You actually have it?!"

"Hmm? What's the problem?"

Su Qinghe was initially puzzled about what this was, but then she realized that Zhang Chen was a cultivator, so it was normal for immortals to have divine water.

"No. —." The rabbit demon put down the glutinous rice cake, its long ears drooping. "The magic water should have disappeared long ago."

"Is this something very precious?" Su Qinghe shook the drink in her hand.

"Maybe." The leader of the rabbit demons scratched his ear. "I've only ever seen it in books."

"Would you like to try some?"

"No, no," the little rabbit said fearfully, backing away repeatedly. "We don't want to get pregnant."

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"Stirring up the palace qi doesn't necessarily mean pregnancy, but if you dare to drink the 'immortal water,' you'll definitely conceive the Taoist's child... That's what the book says."

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Su Qinghe felt that these two little monsters didn't seem very reliable, and what they were saying was inexplicable. Wasn't this just a pretty delicious sweet water from the small photinia tree?

"Qinghe, you must remember to wash your hands after drinking this beverage." Xiao Shuyao fanned her rosy cheeks and stood up. "I forgot to wash my hands the day before yesterday, and then I washed..."

She hesitated.

"Otherwise, things wouldn't have come to this."

"oh..."

Su Qinghe picked up the small flower again and walked back to the pavilion with Xiao Shuyao. Xiao Shuyao, as if in a hurry, continued to write with paper and pen, her body covered in sweat.

Seeing this, Su Qinghe advised, "Shuyao, it's too dangerous for you to be around him. You don't need to put so much pressure on yourself."

"We'll take this award if we can, and let it go if we can't."

"It's different, Sister Qinghe." Xiao Shuyao's gaze was firm. "What I want is more than just this award. My purpose in writing has changed."

"How so?"

"You know my family situation. I used to write because I wanted to achieve something, get rid of the 'pretty face' label, and be free."

"But now, Zhang Chen has actually given me my freedom. Since I arrived in Ning'an, although my family has cut off my resources, they no longer dare to criticize me."

"They're afraid of me—or more accurately, they're afraid of Zhang Chen," Xiao Shuyao said. "From the moment I became unrestrained, my mission changed."

Su Qinghe was slightly taken aback.

"I want more people to know that there is such a legendary person, and regardless of whether others think it's true or not, he deserves to be remembered."

"Moreover, Zhang Chen promised me that if I finish writing the book and am ready, I can go to him to retrieve my memories of my past life."

"Sister Qinghe, don't you want to know what kind of person you were in your past life? I'm really curious!"

"I..." Su Qinghe hesitated, originally intending to persuade her god-sister with words like life planning, realistic logic, and health first.

But she also understands how important belief is to a person.

For example, she herself has an inexplicable obsession with metaphysics. Compared to the rampant materialism in the capital, the past few days in Ning'an have made her feel that she is still alive.

"Fine, I won't try to persuade you, but you have to promise me... don't act impulsively, impulsiveness is the devil."

"Yes, I'm not like Xiao Rou. I can tell right from wrong." Xiao Shuyao nodded and said, "Respect is one thing, but I would never sacrifice my chastity."

"Is it really worthy of respect...?" Su Qinghe disagreed.

These are godlike figures who sometimes inspire awe and worship, yet at other times are so vulgar they evoke disgust.

She would rather remain unmarried for life than have any improper relationship with this kind of man.

I feel like I could get pregnant at any moment, it's terrifying.

Thinking of this, Su Qinghe took a sip of her drink to calm her nerves, but for some reason, it tasted unusually sweet and metallic.

Just as she was about to ask Xiao Shuyao a question, several more fireworks exploded in the sky.

May you have a long and happy marriage! May you have many children!

The wedding was very lively, which made her a little envious.

It seems that a long time ago, she also envied a certain perfect couple.

On the mountainside, inside the wedding banquet.

"Moon Princess, what's on the mountaintop?" Shen Nianxi nudged the older sister next to her.

"It's nothing." Yueji shook her head. "Just now, a very strong amount of yang energy leaked out. Even he in his prime couldn't have done that."

"But it was only for a moment, perhaps I misjudged."

"Is that so?" Shen Nianxi looked at Yue Ji with newfound respect.

As a being of the Xuan Yin nature, she is most sensitive to Yang energy, and can even analyze the exact day, minute, and second Zhang Chen released it using only her tongue.

Okay, although she hasn't tried it yet.

Tsukihime is even more perceptive than her... Could she be a super vaginal body?

"Tsukihime, how long have you lived?"

"Me? I can't remember, it must have been a long time ago."

"Oh, how long did Lady Yuan You live?"

"More than 1,800 years ago."

"Wouldn't that mean I'd be the same age as that Heartbreaker?" Shen Nianxi was speechless for a moment, then overjoyed. "With your addition, the guild will definitely grow stronger."

"Hmm." Tsukihime said indifferently, "However, overthrowing the company won't be something that can be done overnight. You probably won't be able to do it in your lifetime."

"I know, having children is enough to carry on my legacy," Shen Nianxi said, tasting a piece of wedding candy.

"Didn't you say you weren't going to get married...? Why are you having a child?"

"Not getting married doesn't mean I can't have children, and not liking him doesn't mean I don't like having sex with him."

"...Modern people's views are indeed very open-minded," Tsukihime said, troubled.

"Just kidding," Shen Nianxi laughed. "But I did make a promise with him: we won't get married, but we'll have a child."

"No wonder you didn't marry him. A man who agrees to such conditions isn't a good man," Yueji sighed.

"It's alright, the main reason is probably my fault," Shen Nianxi said. "He's a pretty devoted person, he's had a crush on me since high school."

"He's quite capable, and he's surrounded by many beautiful women similar to me, but I've noticed that he's still sexually impotent, and he's always been restraining himself from touching me."

Tsukihime sensed something and thought to herself, "Trusting a man like this will only lead to trouble sooner or later."

After all, there are many other ways for men and women to enjoy themselves besides sex. Just because someone is a virgin doesn't mean they are innocent.

Well, that's how women are all deceived. Shen Nianxi also needs this painful experience of growth.

"Ouch, that hurts so much!"

Suddenly, a stylish old man with fiery red hair climbed up from the foot of the mountain. He was unsteady on his feet, which made him even more conspicuous, as he was already eye-catching because of his hairstyle.

But Ning'an's custom is that on joyous occasions, anyone, even a beggar, can come in and have a bowl of rice. If you give a red envelope, you can get a seat, so no one stopped the old man.

"Kitchen God?" Shen Nianxi asked with a disgusted look. "Who did you fight with?"

"No, I'm having a great time flying in the sky. Oh, I also want to put on a cool performance to make the wedding more festive."

The Kitchen God scratched his head, puzzled, and said, "But who knew someone would suddenly attack me! They knocked me down with a mental attack!"

"Yuan You! You're here too? Did you ambush me...?"

Yueji glared at him. "Kitchen God, look at me again, who am I?"

"Oh... Yueji? Not Yuanyou. The people from your place are so sinister, it's making it hard for this old man to tell them apart, haha..."

The Kitchen God gave an awkward, good-natured laugh.

Then, the Kitchen God looked at Shen Nianxi with a rather pitiful expression.

"Moon Princess, this little sister is still so young, about the same age as my great-granddaughter. Let's give her more time, shall we?"

"Just do your own thing," Tsukihime said coldly.

"Alright, alright, I'm of lower seniority, I can't speak for myself." The Kitchen God found a stool and sat down.

"Nianxi, what do you plan to do?" Yueji put on a smile again and looked at Shen Nianxi.

"Well... when dusk ends and the full moon is in the sky, the wedding banquet on the whole mountain will set off firecrackers and fireworks for about half an hour."

Shen Nianxi analyzed, "Back then, we asked the Kitchen God to use real fire to drive away the fireflies. The small flames were mixed in with the fireworks, so ordinary people couldn't see them."

"I understand," the Kitchen God nodded in agreement. "However, my fire control is far less than one percent of that lord's; I'm afraid I'll burn a lot of fireflies!"

"There's nothing we can do about it," Shen Nianxi sighed. "I'm afraid the Pure Yang Daoist won't bother with them anymore. He's left behind a lot of mess in this world; he simply can't handle it all."

"Didn't the company say he was in Ning'an? I brought all the offerings I've made over the years, just to see him!"

"I didn't release the information, and I don't know anything about it either," Shen Nianxi shook her head.

Suddenly, several more disheveled figures gathered from various corners. They were all transformed monsters, and they all walked with a limp.

Upon seeing this, the Kitchen God laughed, "Youngster, even I can't fly, yet you dare to imitate me?"

"Miss Shen, didn't they say flying is prohibited on Moon Red Mountain?" a red-crowned crane demon said angrily. "I saw a crow flying around, and it wasn't shot down!"

"Absolutely, absolutely! Although everyone came here without reporting it, they all wanted to see that immortal. This hospitality is rather lacking," another bat demon shrieked.

"I've heard so much about how amazing that immortal is since I was little, I really want to test my skills against him. Why did he resort to sneak attacks? This immortal doesn't seem so impressive after all!"

"If you've been a coward for too long, you'll start to resort to underhanded tactics."

Whether they were demons or rogue cultivators, they gathered around a table, creating a cacophony of sounds.

Shen Nianxi glanced at Yue Ji, only to see that she had clenched her hands and her eyebrows were raised in anger.

"Enough," Tsukihime suddenly said coldly.

"You've come uninvited, aren't you the ones hiding in the shadows? Lacking skill, all you can do is hurl insults?"

"If you're really capable, find him and fight him fair and square! Don't resort to slander!"

Yue Ji's reputation seemed to be quite high, and upon hearing this, all the demon cultivators present fell silent.

Only a handsome monk with a bald head and nine dots on his forehead walked out with his eyes closed and hands clasped together. He was the only one among the demons who was unharmed.

The handsome monk bowed to Yueji and said, "Yueji, today is a joyous day for everyone. It would be best not to get angry, lest you spoil the celebration for others."

Yueji glanced at the prayer beads in the monk's hand, then turned her head away with some apprehension, remaining silent.

"Gentlemen," the monk bowed to the other demon cultivators, "please be patient. If we can wait for that person, that will be good. If we can't wait today, we will wait for them sooner or later. Ning'an is only so big. We should restore peace to the human world of Ning'an."

"Monk, weren't you most eager to challenge that immortal to a duel? Have you forgotten how that immortal destroyed your Buddhist sect back then?" the Kitchen God chuckled. "Now you're trying to mediate?"

"Of course I will seek justice from him," the monk said with a smile, "but I should also do good deeds and accumulate merit."

"Hahaha! You're doing good deeds too, how interesting!" The Kitchen God laughed heartily.

"Nianxi." Yueji woke up Shen Nianxi, who was in a daze. The girl seemed a little slow to react because of the sudden appearance of the various demons and cultivators.

"Buddha's disciple, do you know him?"

"Hmm... I've heard that they have the most dealings with the company. The dirty money the company collects is transferred from the Buddhist temple to incense money and then split 30/70..."

Shen Nianxi murmured, "I know it all, but I can't get any evidence."

"It's good that you know," Yueji said in a deep voice. "A hypocrite, he will be a major obstacle to your establishment of the guild hall."

Shen Nianxi silently made a note of it.

Afterwards, the handsome monk known as "Buddha's Son" walked around the wedding banquet. The couple was overjoyed to see him, thinking it was a good thing that a monk had come, and they pulled him aside to ask for blessings.

"Ha, I don't remember the custom of inviting monks to weddings!" The Kitchen God took a bottle of liquor and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

"In the past, the people worshipped immortals, and every family had both sons and daughters. Now they all worship you, monk, and the Celestial Empire can't produce any more children."

The Buddhist monk had just finished praying for the newlyweds and was walking back leisurely when he heard the Kitchen God's words. He laughed and said, "Then why doesn't he come out and do this for me anymore? Since he doesn't show himself, does that mean he agrees that I did it better than him?"

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"By the way, I've recently started practicing fire magic. If your fire magic isn't up to par, I can do it for you."

After saying that, the Buddhist disciple looked at Shen Nianxi and said, "Benefactor Shen, may I lend the Kitchen God a hand? Some of the firefly demons have died or been injured, and I would like to help them pass on to the afterlife."

"Indeed, a firefly spirit is still a spirit, it's not appropriate to let the Kitchen God burn it like this," a spirit said.

"Letting the Buddha's disciple come will lessen the suffering of the Firefly Demon."

Immediately, everyone responded, as if they had already agreed on the plan.

Shen Nianxi remained silent; this wasn't the first time she had felt like she was being roasted over a fire.

Just as she was about to lose her temper, Yueji held her hand and shook her head.

"You can't argue with the Buddhist monk. If you talk to him, you'll easily be misled. Silence is golden."

Shen Nianxi nodded in a daze. She was truly in a daze. If only Yue Ji really were her mother...

A moment later, the moon's shadow quietly floated in the sky, and the wedding banquet was about to reach the vows stage. Fireworks and cannons were set up in front of each family's banquet table, just waiting for the time to be lit.

"Crunch, crunch..."

Just then, a newlywed couple slowly pushed their bicycles up the mountain path. They were both very tired, but they were still chatting and laughing, talking about their plans after getting married.

They were the only couple on the mountain who didn't have a wedding banquet; they even had to rely on other newlyweds for the fireworks, cannons, and wedding atmosphere.

Behind the bicycle followed an inconspicuous middle-aged man who helped them push the bike a little, as a gesture of assistance.

Few people noticed them amidst the hustle and bustle, but Shen Nianxi and Yue Ji had already seen them on the mountain path.

Amidst the clamor, one's gaze is inevitably drawn to this simple and unpretentious scene.

"Nianxi, this is love," Yueji said wistfully. "A woman doesn't mind a man being poor, and a man doesn't mind a woman being ugly."

"Of course, it's not that love has to be born from suffering, but rather that feelings that haven't gone through suffering aren't true love."

"That's absolutely right."

The Buddhist monk appeared out of nowhere and stared at the couple. "I'm still short of a good deed for today, so I'll pray for the newlyweds."

Yueji's expression hardened, and she said, unable to contain herself any longer, "Are you trying to bring them bad luck?!"

The crowd turned to look at the sound.

"Buddha guides those with affinity." The Buddhist monk smiled faintly, continuing to walk without turning his head. "This humble monk believes those two are destined."

"Tsk." Tsukihime clenched her fist, then released it.

Because she saw the Buddhist monk walk over and talk to the couple, but after talking for a long time, the couple just shook their heads.

"We've made a deal with this gentleman from the Matchmaking Temple," the woman said with a smile. "He'll help us push the car, and we'll go to the mountaintop to get married and offer incense while we're at it."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Abbot, one must keep one's word," the man said cheerfully. "We'll be leaving now."

"The Temple of the Matchmaker?" Linzi opened her squinting eyes and looked at the middle-aged man pushing the cart behind her, who was plain-looking and oddly ugly.

"Benefactor, the Old Man of the Moon has long since ceased to concern himself with affairs; offering incense is now a waste of his time."

"Is it an insect?" Zhang Chen stared into Linzi's eyes. "What, are you a monk or a pimp? Trying to steal my business?"

"Here you go." Zhang Chen pulled a coin from his pocket. "Go away, you just want a little something, right? Like begging for alms, aren't you? Sigh, to put it bluntly, it's begging. Here you go!"

Linzi's face darkened.

"Little monk..."

"Oh, right!" Zhang Chen slapped his forehead and asked the young couple, "Do you have any wedding candy?"

"I wasn't prepared enough, I only have White Rabbit candy..." the woman said awkwardly, taking out a White Rabbit candy.

"It's alright, there are lots of rabbits at the Temple of the Matchmaker, it's just right for the occasion," Zhang Chen laughed, unwrapping the White Rabbit candy and eating it, then tossing the wrapper and coins to Linzi.

"There aren't many wedding candies, so here's a candy wrapper as a token of my appreciation."

Linzi looked at the coins and candy wrappers that had been forcibly stuffed into his pocket... the coins were even game tokens.

Ya Jun was already laughing wildly in the back, while Yue Ji and Shen Nianxi were laughing arm in arm.

His hands were bulging with veins, his breathing became heavy, and he moved the prayer beads very quickly.

"Benefactor... turn back..."

"Fuck you."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Chen unleashed a string of profanities, "You stupid monk, barging into a wedding! You're a eunuch yourself, so you want to make others infertile, huh? You son of a bitch, you stinking beggar!"

Both the humans and demons were taken aback.

Tsukihime's smile froze. She looked at the person's face, and it seemed increasingly familiar...

But upon closer inspection, the man had already pushed the couple around a path to the top of the mountain.

"Bang bang bang!"

The full moon hangs high in the sky, and fireworks and cannons roar in unison.

"Oh dear, I almost forgot!" Ya-jun slapped his forehead. "Firefly Fairy, Firefly Fairy!"

As she spoke, Ya Jun took a deep breath, and her hair began to burn.

But as soon as he exhaled the fire, a gust of wind from the mountaintop blew it away.

The next moment, the countless fireflies transformed into specks of gold and drifted away on the wind.

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