My Wife is A Sword God

It was a peaceful night.

Well, it couldn’t be considered completely uneventful.

In the deep mountain forest, the sounds of beasts roaring and ghosts howling echoed in the late night, causing Qin Feng some unease.

However, not long after, a series of miserable cries erupted, and eventually, the mountain forest returned to silence.

Black Charcoal Head explained that the demonic creatures in the mountains have their own sense of territory, suggesting that there might have been a territorial dispute among them, determining winners and losers.

But Qin Feng couldn’t shake the feeling that things were not so simple.

Apart from that, his old man seemed to have an unusually high frequency of nocturnal urination. Could it be a kidney deficiency?

The next morning, Qin Feng and his group set out again, continuing northwest along the Huarong Road.

The horse hooves clattered, and the cold wind cut like a knife.

Black Charcoal Head, who was driving the horse, was a martial artist of Sixth Stage Divine Martial Lineage, so the severe cold didn’t bother him much.

However, Qin Feng was different. He was just a scholar, and his body was not that strong, so he kept his head down and bundled up in his clothes throughout the journey.

Seeing him shivering, Black Charcoal Head glanced over and asked curiously, “Young Master, why not get into the carriage?”

“I want to live a little longer.” Qin Feng replied, and a gust of cold wind rushed into his mouth, making him shiver. He immediately closed his mouth.

In fact, in the morning, he did consider getting into the carriage. However, when he opened the curtain, a pungent smell hit him, making him retreat instantly.

He was curious how his old man, in the carriage, managed to endure that stench.

Inside the carriage, Qin Jian’an looked at the old man lying on the seat beside him and frowned, “Can’t you do something about your smelly feet?”

The old man, Bai Li, casually scratched his ear, unperturbed, “What’s the matter, feeling sorry for your own son? Hey, he just entered the seventh-grade Righteous Qi Realm. His Righteous Qi hasn’t solidified yet. Exposing him to the cold wind outside can help guide and strengthen his control over Righteous Qi.”

Qin Jian’an’s expression eased a bit, but what Bai Li said next made his forehead vein throb.

“Of course, what I said earlier was just nonsense. There’s only this tiny space in the carriage. If he were to get in too, I wouldn’t have any space to lie down.” the old man chuckled, swinging his smelly feet comfortably.

The four of them only made a brief stop for lunch, continuing their journey at a fast pace.

As the sky gradually darkened, they arrived at a valley.

Despite being in the midst of winter, outside the valley, the trees were lush, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds.

Flowers that should only bloom in spring, summer, and autumn were still in full bloom here.

And this is also the necessary route for them to go to the Myriad Sword Sect, the Hundred Flowers Valley, where it’s like spring all year round with colourful flowers!

“Master, let’s rest in this valley tonight and set out early tomorrow. We should be able to reach the Myriad Sword Sect by around noon.”

Qin Feng nodded. The cold from the journey was dispelled upon reaching the valley.

Black Charcoal Head slowly drove the carriage along the road into the mountain valley. Looking at the crowd moving slowly ahead, he sighed, “I didn’t expect that even at this time, there are still so many people.”

Qin Feng replied, “The flow of people in Hundred Flower Valley can rival that of most heavenly cities.”

“Why is that, Master?” Black Charcoal Head was puzzled.

Qin Feng explained, “I also read about it in books. There are three reasons:

First, Hundred Flower Valley is well-connected, and those heading to the Eastern Domain, Myriad Sword Sect, and Imperial City often pass through here.

Second, due to the nature of Hundred Flower Valley, it is warm like spring all year round, suitable for flowers to bloom. Coupled with the abundant production of tea leaves, many merchants come here to make purchases.

Third, there are famous Rouge Water Powder and exquisite tea flowers in Hundred Flower Valley. Noblewomen from influential families often come here out of admiration.”

Black Charcoal Head nodded, enlightened, “No wonder I’ve heard people say that sometimes the noble concubines and princesses in the imperial capital also come here to play.”

As the two were talking, the old man opened the curtain and looked ahead with excitement, “This is Hundred Flower Valley. After I buy some tea leaves here and resell them in Jinyang City, I’m sure I can make a big profit.”

Qin Feng remained silent at his words.

The tea leaves of Hundred Flower Valley are famous in the Great Qian Dynasty, and numerous merchants come here to purchase them.

However, the tea leaves here are too expensive, generally affordable only for the wealthy and nobility.

Jinyang City has only just touched the threshold of the Heavenly City, and most residents are common people who cannot afford such tea.

Moreover, considering the old man’s financial situation, does he have enough silver to make such purchases?

Thinking this way, Qin Feng saw the old man extend his palm, laying it out in front of him.

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, feeling uneasy, “What do you mean?”

“Purchasing tea leaves is a significant expense. You can lend me some of your money first. After I resell the tea, I will make some money. I will return the capital back to you with interest.” the old man confidently declared.

“I knew it would be like this.” Qin Feng touched his forehead. “How much do you want to borrow?”

Dad contemplated for a moment and raised one finger.

Ten thousand taels?

Qin Feng appeared thoughtful. For him, this amount of money wasn’t considered too much.

Moreover, the tea from the Hundred Flower Valley was well-known, and even if it didn’t bring in substantial profits, his old man wouldn’t likely lose money in this venture.

In simple terms, it was a relatively safe investment.

After weighing his options, Qin Feng nodded and intended to take out the money from the Storage Ring. However, his dad hesitated, saying, “Would one thousand taels be too much? How about five hundred?”

Qin Feng’s face stiffened at the mention of one thousand taels.

Had his dad’s imagination been limited by years of losses and poverty? How could such a small amount of money purchase the tea in the Hundred Flower Valley?

“Forget it, as a son, I can’t let Dad lose face in the Hundred Flower Valley.” Thinking this way, Qin Feng sighed and handed over six hundred taels of silver.

Dad happily accepted it.

Inside the carriage, the old man, witnessing this scene, revealed a strange expression but didn’t say much.

Black Charcoal Head drove the carriage to follow the crowd into Hundred Flower Valley.

After walking a few miles, the surroundings suddenly opened up.

Inside the valley, flowers were in full bloom, creating a breathtaking scene far more attractive than the outside.

Exquisite pavilions and towers rose from the ground, covered in colorful gauze, resembling a fairyland.

Not far away stood a grand gate adorned with carved beams and jade pillars. At the entrance on both sides were two graceful and charming young ladies dressed in colorful attire. They smiled and asked passersby, either letting them pass directly or requesting something in return.

Qin Feng casually glanced at the two young ladies’ well-endowed chests and saw the embroidered camellia patterns on them. Immediately, he understood their identities – disciples of the Hundred Flower Sect!

Within the Hundred Flower Valley was the Hundred Flower Sect, essentially the managers of this place.

More than eighty percent of the disciples were girls, and they were all beautiful!

If you want to enter the Hundred Flowers Valley, you must follow their rules.

If you pass through this place, a female disciple will escort you out of the valley, and you must not linger for too long.

If you want to stay in the valley, you must pay two silver coins per person according to the headcount.

In addition, there is another method: you can write a poem. If the people of the Hundred Flowers Valley like it, you will be chosen to enter the Elegant Courtyard, where your poetry will be appreciated.

It’s worth mentioning that those who stay in the Hundred Flowers Valley using the second method can freely come and go for a lifetime, essentially like being an honored super VIP!

However, since the Hundred Flowers Valley became famous, the number of poems selected for the Elegant Courtyard has not exceeded ten, indicating the great difficulty of this task.

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