Chapter 92 - 63 [Old Deng?]
Chapter Sixty-three: "Old Deng?"
Morning. After Chen Yan got up and washed, he went downstairs and saw that, at some unknown time, Young Lady Gu had moved her chair out to the yard again.
The chilly morning wind hurt his face, but she was squinting and lounging in the chair with an utterly content expression.
"Hmph, freeze to death, you violent woman!"
Unfilial thoughts flooded Chen Yan’s mind.
Last night... the two of them had a little argument.
The argument started when Chen Yan got a call from the custom wedding dress shop.
The tailor they had scheduled couldn’t make it due to a sudden issue and requested that the customer send over the measurements if convenient...
Without much thought, Chen Yan directly asked Young Lady Gu.
As a result, his Consort Mother grabbed a stick and chased him around the yard for twenty minutes.
"I’m still young! After all, I’m not really an old lecher. No matter how rich in theoretical knowledge, I’m still a clear-eyed, foolish, inexperienced guy.
If I were a real old lecher, I wouldn’t have asked such a stupid question."
Chen Yan glanced through the window at his twenty-one-year-old Consort Mother, shook his head, and went out the door.
With the external aid, the Primordial Qi Transport Technique provided a seven to eightfold cultivation enhancement.
However, the downside was... Chen Yan’s physical fitness became overly well-nourished by the abundant Primordial Qi each day.
Every morning when he woke up, he felt brimming with energy, as if his body had an inexhaustible supply of strength.
The booklet mentioned that during the cultivation of Primordial Qi, the body might feel overwhelmed, requiring the cultivator to prepare some herbal tonics for physical balance.
The booklet did not provide recipes for these tonics, and Chen Yan was no traditional Chinese doctor.
It did mention, though, that increased body technique training could help, as physical exertion would deplete the excess energy and Primordial Qi.
This section from the booklet left Chen Yan with one thought:
Is this congestion it’s referring to legitimate?
Luckily, this villa community was built next to the mountain.
The back gate led to a path directly up the mountain, with a winding road running all the way to the peak.
Chen Yan left the community, stretched, and began to run.
From the foot to the summit, it was about ten kilometers, with the uphill grade adding to the challenge. Completing the distance should deplete quite a bit of energy.
Chen Yan ran non-stop for an hour, making it from the base to the summit, back down, and then up again.
After two rounds, he only broke a slight sweat.
His whole body felt hot and fervent, but the feeling of his blood and energy about to burst finally subsided a bit.
After the run, he strolled back to the villa community, leisurely pacing around.
The center of the community had a recreational area with some simple outdoor fitness equipment set up by the property management.
Usually, the community’s elderly would hang out here.
There was no square dancing, but some would fly birds (properly) or casually practice swordplay (also properly).
This place had become a social hub for some retired elderly residents.
When Chen Yan arrived, it was already past eight. By this time, the elderly who usually gathered here would have already dispersed.
Now, the central plaza was empty. He randomly found a chair to sit in.
He picked up his phone and leaned back in the chair, scrolling through it.
Proficiently opening Douyin, he skilfully switched to his alt account.
When a man’s energy is high, who the hell doesn’t want to see some borderline content?
What’s wrong with that?
As for why he wasn’t home in this cold weather, choosing instead to stay in the community to watch.
Would you watch borderline content in front of your mother?
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He swiped his finger and saw, hmm, this is a big one. Another swipe, oh, here’s a waist sprite.
Another swipe, this one’s even bigger! But it looks fake...
Hmph, those legs are stretched way too long...
As he was watching, a raspy old voice suddenly spoke behind him.
"Swipe back, swipe back, go back to the big one!"
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Hmm?
Chen Yan was startled. He turned his head to see an old man with white hair, his head almost resting on Chen Yan’s shoulder, squinting, his eyes glued to the phone screen.
Chen Yan was taken aback!
He had achieved quite a bit of Tao practice through his cultivation, his ears and eyes now exceptionally sharp. Ordinarily, he would sense someone approaching within ten steps.
This old man’s head was nearly on his shoulder and he had no clue?
Instinctively, he used his Qi Observation Skill...
With one look, the old man’s Qi was utterly mundane, even carrying some traces of ill-fated romance?
No fluctuations of Primordial Qi throughout his body.
Moreover, his lifeline appeared bleak, perfectly aligning with the characteristics of old age.
He was just an ordinary person.
Chen Yan calmed himself, thinking he must have been too engrossed in scrolling videos.
"You startled me, old man." Chen Yan smilingly glanced at the old man.
The man’s skin was loose, with plenty of wrinkles. His hair was almost completely white.
But judging from his facial features, he should have been quite good-looking in his youth.
He was dressed in a common elderly fitness outfit knockoff, with a jade token hanging around his neck. At a glance, it seemed of good quality, made from fine mutton-fat jade.
Not surprising, as this was a villa community; the residents were wealthy and it was normal for them to wear valuable items.
The old man coughed awkwardly and retreated a couple of steps.
That’s when Chen Yan noticed that the old man held a birdcage with a mynah bird inside.