Faced with Shen Yu in this state, Jiang Che genuinely found it hard to keep a straight face.
Even after abandoning the study of math and sciences, this girl had still managed to carve out her own path in the world of immortal cultivation.
Perhaps this was what they meant by "true talent will always shine through"?
"Jiang Che, can you help me strengthen my power?"
Shen Yu's expression was deadly serious, even carrying a hint of solemnity.
Jiang Che: "......"
Help you strengthen your power? It couldn’t be the method I’m thinking of, could it?
That’s impossible!
Shen Yu was already five months pregnant. Though Jiang Che had his moments of being a little scoundrel, he hadn’t sunk to the level of being outright shameless.
"What are you thinking? If you want to boost your cultivation quickly, I have elixirs that can help... At the very least, I can arrange for you to attain an immortal physique or something."
Jiang Che took Shen Yu’s small hand in his, his indulgence toward her bordering on outright spoiling.
Of course, this wasn’t favoritism on his part—he simply understood that getting angry at a blockhead like Shen Yu was utterly pointless.
"Fine. I need to rapidly improve my immortal cultivation. The Dao of formations is vast and ever-changing. If possible, you should also provide me with some books on formations..."
Jiang Che was speechless. This young lady had no qualms about demanding resources as if it were her birthright.
"Books on formations? Well, you’ve come to the right person. Your husband here has... the most books."
Jiang Che pulled Shen Yu into an embrace and planted a kiss on her. However, the girl showed not even a flicker of emotion in response—she was practically immune to romantic gestures. If she ever took up the Path of Emotionless Cultivation, she’d be a natural.
The Azure Dragon Ring contained quite a few books on formations. Old Man Jiang Hong had truly treated Jiang Che as his personal disciple, stocking the ring with half a lifetime’s worth of resources befitting a Second-Life Emperor-level expert.
Rare elixirs, treasured ancient texts—they were as plentiful as hairs on an ox.
Jiang Che pulled out over a dozen books on formations.
Then, he even dipped into his system space for a shopping spree.
[Formations: From Beginner to Master – Price: 3 million points]
[Nine Heavens Three Thousand Formations – Contains both common and long-lost ancient formations across the Nine Heavens. Price: 8 million points]
[Ten Absolute Formations – The deadliest array constructions in the Nine Heavens, each capable of slaying immortals. Price: 10 million points]
Buy them all!
It was just a few tens of millions of points—barely a drop in the bucket!
"Here, these are all incredibly rare ancient texts on formations. Let me tell you, my dear—books like these are coveted by countless Great Emperors across the Nine Heavens. You’re only getting to see them because you’re with me."
Jiang Che handed over the stack of ancient books while shamelessly patting himself on the back.
But he wasn’t wrong—especially with the last few formations, all of which were at the immortal-grade. If these were released into the Nine Heavens, they might even trigger large-scale wars among emperors.
Shen Yu lowered her head, glanced at the handful of USB drives in her hand, tilted her head slightly, and for once, showed a rare flicker of confusion in her eyes.
Do they store ancient texts from the Nine Heavens on USB drives?
Jiang Che noticed her bewilderment and grinned.
"Shen Yu, the technological civilization in the Nine Heavens is anything but backward. They’ve long moved beyond primitive immortal cultivation. Rumor has it that even the bald monks in the Western Heaven have replaced their temple scriptures with USB drives."
"Knock on electronic wooden fish, recite digital sutras, worship Hatsune Miku... Hah!"
Jiang Che managed a rare joke, but Shen Yu’s expression remained utterly impassive, nearly turning him into the punchline.
"Should I... laugh?" Shen Yu asked.
Jiang Che: "......"
Well, now I really do look like a damn joke.
Of course, Shen Yu wasn’t deliberately trying to mess with Jiang Che’s head—she was just that kind of girl, having traded all her emotional intelligence for sky-high IQ.
"Oh, right. Shen Yu, I’ve got another treasure for you!"
Jiang Che rummaged through the system shop once more and found another supreme treasure perfect for Shen Yu.
[Ten-Aperture Exquisite Heart – A natural top-tier immortal root, born with transcendent wisdom and spiritual sensitivity, capable of ascending via the Path of Wisdom...]
[Price: 100 million]
This was another type of immortal physique, priced at a staggering 100 million points. While not as expensive as Jiang Che’s Chaos Immortal Physique, 100 million was no small sum.
But the Ten-Aperture Exquisite Heart was, without a doubt, the most suitable physique for Shen Yu—bar none!
For her, this physique was essentially a born "Saintly Body of Science"... no, an Immortal Body of Science!
Since Shen Yu was already carrying his child, Jiang Che’s pampering of her was obvious, even if he never said it outright.
A hundred million? Bought without hesitation!
"Shen Yu, this is the Ten-Aperture Exquisite Heart—a treasure I exchanged from the system, a type of immortal physique. With me here, you can perfectly merge with it!"
As he spoke, Jiang Che directly exchanged for the immortal heart from the system.
[Ding! Host has successfully purchased the Ten-Aperture Exquisite Heart for 100 million points.]
Looking at the mere 100 million points left in his system account, Jiang Che still felt a twinge of pain.
He was cautious—his system account always maintained a minimum balance of 100 million points, just in case.
Why could Jiang Che never save up points? Simple: he spent lavishly, frequently browsing the system shop and splurging on overpowered one-time-use items.
The sheer number of high-damage item cards stockpiled in his system could form a small mountain. Why? No need to ask—he was just terrified of death.
......
"Ten-Aperture Exquisite Heart?"
Shen Yu stared at the amber-colored, heart-shaped translucent crystal in Jiang Che’s hand, blinking twice in her signature clueless manner.
The Ten-Aperture Exquisite Heart!
Its power had been sealed by the system—otherwise, the sheer presence of this immortal-grade physique would have triggered terrifying celestial phenomena.
Right now, it looked no different from an ordinary stone.
But even sealed, one could still sense its extraordinary and profound nature.
[Exquisite Heart!!!!!!]
[I want it! My lord husband, give it to me! You... you actually have such a treasure?!]
Mo Lianxing couldn’t hold back any longer, bursting out from her Spirit-Nurturing Ring.
She stared at the Exquisite Heart in Jiang Che’s hand, swallowing hard, so agitated she could barely string words together.
[Good heavens, and it’s a Ten-Aperture one! A Nine-Aperture Exquisite Heart is already considered a pseudo-immortal physique—wouldn’t this Ten-Aperture one be a true immortal-grade physique?!]
Jiang Che ignored Mo Lianxing outright. Hadn’t this woman already benefited enough from staying by his side?
Truly an ungrateful little thing, her ambitions growing by the day.
First, she craved top-grade spirit stones, then saint-grade spirit stones—and now she was drooling over his immortal physiques?
"Shen Yu, open your mind and merge with this Exquisite Heart. It will be an immense boon to your future immortal path!"
[No, my lord—absolutely not! The Ten-Aperture Exquisite Heart is an immortal-grade treasure! Unless one is born with an immortal physique, forcibly merging with it could lead to disaster! The original owner of this heart might seize the chance to possess Shen Yu’s body!!!]
Mo Lianxing cried out in panic.
Jiang Che chuckled lightly, "No worries. This Exquisite Heart is an ownerless one, and the tier of my system... I know it well! Even if it were the heart of a true immortal... once claimed by the system, there's no chance of it possessing a body to return."
Mo Lianxing: "???"
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