Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price-Chapter 144: How Do You Compare to Your Master?

Chapter 144: Chapter 144: How Do You Compare to Your Master?

Rouge Pavilion.

"Chen Jia, Chen Jia!"

Chen Jia stood at the doorway, lost in thought until another shopkeeper called her name a few times, snapping her back to reality. She quickly bowed and replied:

"Shopkeeper, do you have any orders?"

The potbellied shopkeeper snorted, "Your performance has been declining significantly these days, and you often seem distracted during your shifts. What’s going on?"

Chen Jia quickly said, "Shopkeeper Feng, I’ve been feeling a little under the weather lately, but don’t worry, I’ll adjust soon."

"You’d better." The fat shopkeeper nodded, hinting, "We loose cultivators must avoid overreaching ambitions; don’t let unrealistic fantasies cloud your mind."

"The shopkeeper is right."

Chen Jia lowered her head and cupped her hands, feeling even more choked with frustration.

These days she’s indeed been somewhat absent-minded because Taoist Friend Qin hadn’t visited the Rouge Pavilion for a long time.

Even though she left him her address, Taoist Friend Qin never came to see her.

Chen Jia had always been confident in her beauty, which is why she demanded a generous bride price during her matchmaking. Upon discovering that Qin Gengyun was a hidden great cultivator, she ditched Yang Fengshan, who was already engaged to her.

Chen Jia believed that with her looks and figure, Qin Gengyun would be hers eventually.

Unexpectedly, despite her explicit hints and willingness to become a concubine, he remained unmoved.

Now, Yang Fengshan has been absent for days, and Qin Gengyun is indifferent to her, making it feel like losing both the sesame seed and the watermelon.

She couldn’t imagine what kind of Celestial Immortal Qin Gengyun’s wife was to hold his devotion so tightly!

Chen Jia was quietly fuming when she saw a female cultivator walk into the store. She approached her with a warm smile:

"May I help you with anything, dear customer?"

The next moment, Chen Jia was stunned.

Could there really be such a beautiful woman on earth?!

This female cultivator was petite and delicate, with a round face, clear almond-shaped eyes, a dainty nose, and cherry lips. Though her face was baby-like, it exuded a mature allure.

Innocence and charm were perfectly combined in one person.

Her figure was sinuous and voluptuous, each step a gentle sway, captivating even to another woman, leaving her mouth-watering and dizzy.

She was a beauty beyond comparison!

Words like "drop-dead gorgeous," "peerless enchantress," and "enchanting siren" involuntarily sprang to Chen Jia’s mind, and for the first time, she felt ashamed in front of another woman.

Qiu Zhihe was long accustomed to such looks from others and didn’t care. She spoke calmly:

"I want to buy shameful clothes."

The nearby female customers were surprised and looked over at her. Chen Jia was also momentarily stunned, then quickly led her to the very inside of the Rouge Pavilion.

Such items as shameful clothes certainly would not be displayed at the entrance.

They walked past rows of shelves to the innermost part. Chen Jia pointed to a set of clothes hanging on the wall and smiled:

"Dear customer, this is the latest shameful clothes we have in our store."

Qiu Zhihe looked at the clothes on the wall, and her delicate face blushed instantly.

She finally understood why this type of clothing was called "shameful clothes."

The top was a small black piece of cloth, less concealing than underwear, with many small holes on it.

The bottom was a pair of briefs and two pieces of long black fabric, extremely thin and almost transparent.

"Dear customer, the upper part of this shameful clothing is made of hollow fabric, while the lower part is the latest style of stockings. Wearing it accentuates one’s charm. It’s made of black silk, thus called ’black silk.’ If you put this on, your husband will surely have eyes for no one but you for life!"

Chen Jia introduced enthusiastically, and Qiu Zhihe asked:

"How do you know I have a husband?"

Chen Jia smiled, "Women dress up for those they love, and those who buy shameful clothes here clearly aren’t wearing them just for themselves."

Qiu Zhihe lightly bit her pink lips, feeling a mix of shame and annoyance.

No wonder the female cultivators had such peculiar looks when she mentioned buying shameful clothes.

After hesitating for a moment, she coldly said, "I’ll take them."

Having quickly paid the Spirit Stone, Qiu Zhihe left the Rouge Pavilion with a bag containing the shameful clothes.

"Take care, dear customer, and we look forward to your next visit." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Chen Jia escorted her to the doorway, watching that alluring figure leaving and felt all her frustrations melt away.

Even a woman of such matchless beauty has to buy shameful clothes to please her husband. Why should I be upset when I can’t find a suitable Dao partner despite my looks?

...

Evening.

Narrow Rain Lane.

Qin Gengyun and Liu Su finished refining pills and returned to the bedroom. He was contemplating their Pill Talisman Tower order for the Zhenyang Sect’s inner sect competition pills. They still needed to make 7 Continuing Soul Revival Pills and 8 Shattered Jade Fury Divine Pills.

In about half a month, they would have all completed.

He estimated that before then, he might advance his Alchemy Dao realm to the fourth tier.

Once there, he intended to inquire with Shopkeeper Tong at the Pill Talisman Tower if the "Ice Heart Rejuvenation Pill" formula was available for purchase.

As he was thinking this, he looked up to see Qiu Zhihe sitting quietly by the bed. He smiled and said:

"My dear, you’ve waited for long, let’s cultivate."

It was a regular practice for him to cultivate with his wife after finishing his pill refining.

During cultivation, his wife preferred darkness, so Qin Gengyun naturally raised his hand to extinguish the candles.

"Wait a moment."

Qiu Zhihe stopped him with a voice, surprising Qin Gengyun:

"My dear, what is it?"

Qiu Zhihe bit her lips, as if making a decision, finally standing up and unbuttoning her clothes, allowing the white skirt to slide off and reveal the shameful clothes beneath.

Qin Gengyun froze, staring at Qiu Zhihe dumbly, his eyes seemingly glued in place.

Feeling the almost scorching gaze from him, Qiu Zhihe trembled slightly with shame.

This was her first time wearing such shameless garments in front of a male cultivator.

She felt lost, unsure of what to cover, ultimately standing there blankly, allowing Qin Gengyun to admire her.

Qin Gengyun’s eyes were wide, and his breathing grew heavy.

After some time, Qiu Zhihe could no longer bear it, her cold voice tinged with shame and a strong sense of competitiveness:

"How do I compare with your master?"

Qin Gengyun, still in a daze, finally spoke after a while:

"Unmatched, no, my dear, you are more beautiful!"

Qiu Zhihe beckoned him with her hand, "Come here."

Qin Gengyun replied with an "Oh," dragging his stiff legs to stand before her, towering over and taking in the magnificent sight.

"So, can you resist your master’s charm technique now?"

His wife’s clear voice reached his ear, awakening Qin Gengyun:

"My dear, you dressed like this to help me resist the charm technique?"

He was moved at once, deeply appreciating her efforts.

"My dear, I will not let you down. Tonight, I will definitely withstand my master’s charm technique!"

...

After ten times of three hundred breaths each.

Qin Gengyun, spirits high, dressed and got out of bed, telling Qiu Zhihe:

"My dear, I am going, wait for my good news."

"Mm." Wrapped in the quilt, Qiu Zhihe watched Qin Gengyun leave, a lingering blush on her face, replaced swiftly by cold resolve.

I am just helping him cultivate, definitely not to compete with anyone.

Yes, that’s it!