【Warning: The host is in extreme danger. The Heavenly Dao system will soon be unbound — unbinding progress 1%... 0%... unable to unbind...】
【Heavenly Dao Points +300,000.】
【Warning: Host, please escape quickly!】
【Heavenly Dao Points +600,000.】
【Warning! The system is starting self-destruction...】
【Heavenly Dao Points +9,000,000,000.】
【Self-destruction failed.】
【Warn...】
"Stop with the warnings! Shut up!"
Xu Chang'an could feel the blood-red "danger" symbol above his head even while still in a dream.
He woke up in his spiritual world, gnashing his teeth and saying, "You're the most useless system I've ever encountered!"
He had finally returned home to rex with his wife, hoping for a peaceful sleep, but he was disturbed again.
Other people's systems granted after crossing over were all extraordinary, but the one he got, aside from daily warnings, was completely useless.
Xu Chang'an had been here for seven or eight years, and only st year did this system awaken, telling him that as long as he was in danger, he could keep getting Heavenly Dao points, which he could use to grow stronger.
He thought he could finally carve out a future in the Immortal Sect, take his wife and live a good life, and give her a grand wedding.
But what happened? While fighting in the sect, he could earn one or two Heavenly Dao points.
However, every time he returned home to rest, the points would somehow multiply overnight as if short-circuited.
The points were endless, but... the store was empty!
He had countless Heavenly Dao points, yet he hadn’t spent a single one.
"……"
After the system's prompt faded, Xu Chang'an took a deep breath, gradually calming down.
He realized that the system might not give points when he was in danger, but when he was happy — and the more he was happy, the more points he'd get.
Otherwise, why did the system go off endlessly whenever he returned home to see his wife?
Xu Chang'an trusted his wife, who had saved his life, completely. He knew she had many secrets, but after years of living together, he never thought she might bring danger to him.
A strange system, and a life partner — who should he trust? Even a fool would know the answer.
Life was hard. Xu Chang'an sighed lightly.
"If only... this system could be uninstalled." Xu Chang'an’s eyes darkened for a moment.
In a world where one could cultivate immortality, why did he have an inexplicable "system" in his head?
It would be better if he didn’t have it — that would make him feel safer.
However, even though the system was useless, he was still trying his best. From being an outer disciple, he had become the inner affairs steward of the Chao Yun Sect, and the next step was to become an inner disciple.
So, this time when he went down the mountain, he accepted a monster-extermination task from his fellow disciples in exchange for a spirit-enhancing pill.
‘I wonder if that tiger demon will be hard to deal with. After all, it’s worth a spirit-enhancing pill...’
After being disturbed by the system, he couldn’t sleep, so after meditating for a moment, he slowly opened his eyes.
"……"
The morning sun filtered through the window, and Xu Chang'an y on a soft bed, the faint scent of either osmanthus or orchid lingering in the air.
At that moment, a soft voice by his ear made him shiver.
“You’re on my hair.”
By his side, a woman in her twenties had her long hair spread out, supporting herself as she looked at him. She frowned slightly, seemingly in pain.
Xu Chang'an met her gaze and then blinked.
The coldness in the woman’s eyes made Xu Chang'an’s spine shiver. He instinctively raised his arm, and she then pulled her long, dark hair from under him before continuing to stare at him.
“Morning…”
After Xu Chang'an got up and put on his clothes, he turned to look at the woman who was calmly watching him and casually asked, “Are you hungry?”
“A little.” The woman nodded.
After so many years, Xu Chang'an had gotten used to his wife’s indifference. He smiled and got up, saying, “I’ll go prepare it now.”
After he left the room and quickly washed up, Xu Chang'an looked into the mirror at the young, handsome face that seemed no older than sixteen. He took a deep breath.
How strange.
In this life, he actually had a wife — though not yet officially married.
Xu Chang'an then thought that after so many years of being together, they had already relied on each other so much, so not having a big wedding didn’t matter. But of course, the truth was that his current situation didn’t allow him to prepare a grand wedding.
He sighed and walked into the yard, skillfully starting the fire, boiling water, and washing vegetables to prepare a simple breakfast for his wife.
He walked into the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and quickly chopped the ingredients, his movements flowing smoothly. Household chores had long since become second nature to him.
…
Outside, Yun Qian put on simple clothes, her red embroidered shoes tapping softly as she walked to the kitchen door. Seeing the first rays of sunlight shining on the boy who was preparing breakfast, she paused and stared at him.
It took some time for the water to boil, so Xu Chang'an wiped the dishes and then turned to see his wife watching him at the door. Her simple clothes could not hide her graceful figure.
Xu Chang'an gnced at her twice, then adjusted his apron and asked with some confusion, “Miss, what are you looking at?”
“Once we leave the isnd, you won’t be my steward anymore.” Yun Qian said, crossing her arms.
Her voice was steady, not as tender and sharp as a girl’s, but very reassuring.
“I’ve always called you that.” Xu Chang'an blinked, thinking to himself, what’s up with her today? Should I... call her ‘wife’?
Suddenly feeling a little guilty, he said, “You should stand somewhere else. There’s a lot of smoke here.”
Yun Qian gnced at the kitchen knife and then at her own long, pale hand before turning and leaving.
Xu Chang'an didn’t pay much attention. He had never been able to understand his wife’s thoughts.
…
At the breakfast table, there were two simple bowls of noodles steaming hot. It was the pinest noodle dish, with only a few slices of meat, vegetables, and white lotus root as garnish.
Xu Chang'an thought this was a good meal because it could fill him up, and most importantly, his wife loved eating noodles made by him.
His wife, now done with her grooming, had tied her long bck hair into a low ponytail. She picked up her chopsticks, and with one hand, tucked her hair behind her ear.
Her graceful, feminine gesture made Xu Chang'an’s face turn slightly red, and he quickly lowered his head to eat.
Yun Qian lowered her head, sipping the soup. Her cold, frosty face softened a little. She gnced at the boy who wasn’t very refined and said, “Eat slower.”
“Got it.” Xu Chang'an coughed lightly, sat up straight, and hesitated.
“Is there something you want to tell me?” Yun Qian put down her chopsticks and looked at him.
Xu Chang'an froze for a moment, gave a forced smile, and took a sip of his tea. “As expected, nothing escapes your eyes, Miss... When did you find out?”
“Last night. You seemed distracted.” Yun Qian looked into his eyes. “Did you have another woman outside?”
“Pfft.” Xu Chang'an spat out the tea. He quickly said, “I’m completely devoted to you, Miss. If I ever have a second heart, heaven and earth would…”
“Perhaps.” Yun Qian interrupted him, calmly saying, “What is it?”
“This.” Xu Chang'an stood up, took out a stack of silver notes from his chest, and handed them to his wife, who was both his Miss and his wife. “This money... should be enough for you to use in the city for three months.”
After speaking, Xu Chang'an took a deep breath, nervously watching the woman in front of him.
“I know. Three months this time.” Yun Qian took the silver notes and then quietly continued eating her noodles.
Although his wife remained calm, Xu Chang'an didn’t feel any relief. He knew he shouldn’t act like this... After all, what kind of husband leaves home for three months or even just comes back for one night before leaving again?
The north wind blows, and the autumn wind feels chilly. Whose wife guards an empty room?
It’s his wife who does.
