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After moving to his new home, Lu Changsheng took some items out of his storage bag and then went to his new practice room to begin meditating and cultivating.

He was curious to see how much more effective cultivating on the Second Grade Spirit Vein in Qingzhu Valley was, compared to the First Grade Spirit Vein in Qingzhu Villa.

Several hours later, Lu Changsheng opened his eyes, filled with joy.

“Not unworthy of a Second Grade Spirit Vein, the spiritual energy is several times denser than that of Qingzhu Villa, which has increased my cultivation speed by thirty percent!” he exclaimed.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng clearly felt the benefits that came with the Second Grade Spirit Vein.

Moreover, the mere thirty percent was because his speed of assimilating spiritual energy was limited.

Otherwise, Lu Changsheng felt that his cultivation speed could increase even more.

Nevertheless, he was already quite satisfied with this improvement.

Subsequently, Lu Changsheng became filled with passion for cultivation in the time that followed.

Four days later, a manager named Lu Bo came to where Lu Changsheng lived.

He delivered a golden talisman brush and a hundred sets of talisman-making materials.

Lu Changsheng was tasked to produce twenty Fireball Talismans within a month.

This was one of the stipulations in the contract Lu Changsheng had with the Lu Family.

The Lu Family provided materials, and Lu Changsheng made talismans.

For Lu Changsheng, producing twenty Fireball Talismans a month was naturally not a problem at all—it was purely a profit.

However, this was also the Lu Family still considering Lu Changsheng to be at a training stage.

In the future, the quantity and quality of talisman production were both expected to increase.

…

In the blink of an eye, it had been over a month since Lu Changsheng moved to Qingzhu Valley.

On this day, his eighth child was born.

It was a daughter.

When the child was born, Lu Changsheng didn’t feel any fluctuations from the Spiritual Root.

He immediately knew that this child didn’t possess a Spiritual Root.

Since the confirmation system could detect the child’s Spirit Vein and this child didn’t have one, he couldn’t help feeling a bit of disappointment in his heart.

But it was only a slight disappointment.

He had become much more open-minded regarding the matter of his children’s Spiritual Roots and could accept it with equanimity.

Looking at his newly born child, Lu Changsheng suddenly remembered that today was the last day of the month and tomorrow would be the start of a new one.

And on every first day of the month in Qingzhu Valley, there was a small-scale trading event.

“I have never seen such a trading event among cultivators before. It might be worth checking out tomorrow,” Lu Changsheng thought to himself.

As he had become a Talisman Master previously, Lu Family disciples and Immortal Seedlings had given him a round of gifts, so he had some spare cash.

Thus, he wanted to see what this small-scale trading event within the Lu Family was all about.

The next morning, Lu Changsheng went to the place where Qingzhu Valley’s trading event was held.

The trading venue was called Bamboo Heart Lake, and by the lake stood pavilions and waterside pavilions.

In these pavilions, various Lu Family members displayed items for trade on stone tables.

Or they hung up signs indicating they wished to purchase certain goods or resources.

He didn’t know if he had come too early or if there were always so few people, but there were only about ten people with stalls.

The items for sale were few and scattered, and there wasn’t anything he could use.

Lu Changsheng walked around once and found it uninteresting, ready to head straight back.

Just as Lu Changsheng was about to leave the waterside pavilion, he saw two women walking towards him, arm in arm.

He recognized one of the women, she was the young miss, Lu Miaoge.

Miss Lu Miaoge was dressed very simply, her three-thousand strands of verdant hair bound behind her with a moon-white silk band, elegant and graceful.

She wore a moon-white, plain long dress without any other adornments, simple and refined, with a celestial and ethereal allure.

The other person, Lu Changsheng had not seen before.

But upon seeing this woman, he couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

This woman appeared to be eighteen or nineteen years old, extremely beautiful, and bore a seven to eight points of resemblance to Lu Miaoge.

However, her makeup, dress, and temperament were starkly different from Lu Miaoge’s.

Her makeup was elaborately done, her black, lustrous hair was fastened behind her head with a dark gold hair ornament, with a few locks falling on either side of her chest, while she wore dazzling rhinestone earrings on her tender earlobes.

She was draped in a sexy, form-fitting dark dress embroidered with gold threads, revealing her shoulders and perfectly showcasing her curvaceous figure, leaving little to the imagination.

The slits in the sides of her dress, akin to a cheongsam, were cut very high, allowing one to glimpse the woman’s partly voluptuous thighs and her jade-like smooth calves.

However, at this moment, a pair of slender and beautiful legs were not the pure and smooth white that could shame the frost and snow; they were covered in a layer of black silk stockings as thin as cicada wings, making the legs look even more graceful and enticing.

What surprised Lu Changsheng enough to take a second look were not just the black, see-through silk stockings, but also the shoes the woman was wearing: a pair of exquisite high heels with fine black and gold patterns.

The sharp heels, estimated to be three to four inches tall, enhanced the contour of the woman’s legs and made them appear even more perfect and provocative; they were simply leg-loving material.

The whole person looked coolly elegant and nobility personified, sexy and alluring, standing a good half-head taller than Miss Lu Miaoge, who was beside her.

“What are you looking at? If you leer any more, I’ll gouge out your eyes!”

The black-dress, high-heeled woman saw Lu Changsheng’s gaze on her and her voice was as cold as icy springs.

“Huanhuan.”

Seeing this, Lu Miaoge gently tugged at her sister.

She then showed an apologetic expression to Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng also felt that he had been somewhat rude.

Mainly because he hadn’t expected to see an attire of black stockings and high heels in this world of cultivation.

Moreover.

The woman’s outfit, a dark gold dress with black stockings and high heels, did indeed catch the eye.

The noble coldness combined with a touch of sexy temptation made him involuntarily take a second glance.

“I have seen the Miss.”

“I have seen this Miss, it was my rudeness.”

Lu Changsheng bowed courteously.

If it were the past him, he might have been embarrassed.

But now, as a man with three wives and six concubines, father to several children, such a small matter did not embarrass him.

Desire is natural!

Seeing black stockings for the first time and taking a second look is just human nature, isn’t it?

However, through Lu Miaoge’s words and the two women’s appearance, he realized that the pair were sisters, which somewhat surprised him.

He didn’t expect such a big difference in temperament and character between the two sisters.

“Lu Changsheng, are you here to buy something?”

Lu Miaoge’s soft voice inquired.

“I heard Uncle Fu say that there is a small trade fair here on the first of every month, so I thought I’d come over to have a look.”

Lu Changsheng so replied.

“The trade fair won’t be full until midday, you’ve arrived a bit early,” said Lu Miaoge softly.

“I see, but I’m not really here to buy anything, I just came to broaden my horizons, and now that I have, I’m ready to go back.”

Lu Changsheng nodded, not lingering for further conversation.

Being attracted to beauty is quite normal, but a woman like Lu Miaoge is not someone he can afford to provoke at the moment, so it’s better to keep a distance.

Especially in such a public setting, who knows if conversing with Lu Miaoge might draw the attention of her admirers or followers?

Without delay, Lu Changsheng made a bow and took his leave.

Watching Lu Changsheng walk away, the black-dress woman beside Lu Miaoge commented with a hint of disdain on her face, “So that’s Lu Changsheng? He really is as lecherous as the rumors say, having married and taken nine concubines, and he’s still so lecherous.”

“Huanhuan, you too should pay some attention to how you dress; this is a bit…”

Lu Miaoge said gently.

“You mean it’s a bit frivolous, right? Sister, ‘women dress for those they fancy.’ I’m dressing up for myself, not for anyone else,” Lu Miaohuan retorted with a pout, unconcerned by her sister’s words.

…

“It seems I still know too little about this world.”

“That’s also true. I spent the first eighteen years of my life in a village and aside from being taken to the Qingyun Sect, the farthest I’ve ever been was to the county town.”

“Since coming to the Lu family, I haven’t stepped foot outside at all; everything I know comes from reading books, so how could I understand much?”

“This is a world with cultivation, so I shouldn’t look at things with a limited perspective.”

“All those immortal and fantasy animations from my past life always featured high heels and long legs, so the existence of stockings and high heels here is actually quite normal.”

Lu Changsheng returned to his quarters, feeling somewhat reflective.

He didn’t take today’s incident to heart.

It was just a minor interlude in life.

But in the future, he should look into where to buy such shoes and stockings.

He had no other intentions; he merely wanted to give his wives and concubines some gifts.