Qin Changqing, A Man of Loyalty and Affection

Guan Zilan, who had just lost her virginity, seemed to have been shown the door to a whole new world by Qin Changqing.

She'd had a taste of the marrow and now craved more!

Every few days, she'd slip into his room at night, and the two of them shared a tacit understanding—never bringing up anything else.

Better to play the fool and seize the joy while it lasted!

…

Now, Huang Miaoying, Lin Yuxia, and Huang Qianqian were all living with Qin Changqing.

Three months later, Qin ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Changqing announced he was ready and had Huang Miaoying notify the sect to send someone over.

That very night, a graceful silhouette slipped silently into the room.

"Elder Mei!"

Seeing who it was, Qin Changqing couldn't help but gasp in shock.

He'd familiarized himself with the elders of the Taicqing Sect during this time, and this Mei Qiuxue was a senior elder whose dao companion was a Supreme Elder of the sect—a Soul Transformation Heavenly Lord, no less. And yet, she had come too…

Mei Qiuxue lightly brushed a lock of hair behind her ear and smiled faintly. "What's this? Is Dao Friend Changqing unwelcome? Or do you find me lacking in charm?"

"Not at all… It's just that I'm rough and wild in my ways. I'm worried I'd offend Elder Mei!"

To be fair, though Elder Mei had cultivated for over a millennium, her beauty was in no way inferior to Guan Zilan's. As someone else's dao companion with profound cultivation, she exuded a unique allure.

Mei Qiuxue naturally understood his hesitation and said calmly, "Don't overthink it. Just do what you do."

With that, she waved her hand, extinguishing the candles in the room.

In the darkness, their hushed whispers drifted through the air.

"What are you waiting for? Do you expect me to take the lead?"

"…Oh, right!"

"…Changqing, you have so many tricks up your sleeve…"

"Nothing to it—just practice makes perfect!"

Mei Qiuxue's voluptuous figure and distinctive charm left Qin Changqing utterly satisfied. She was no prude either, and soon they were lost in the rhythm…

Of course, there was no question—he went straight for option six!

As dawn's faint light crept in, Qin Changqing opened his eyes to find the bed empty beside him. Last night's frenzy left him savoring the memory.

Soon, the sect delivered a storage pouch filled with over a million spirit stones, clearly meant for him to absorb and prepare for the next round.

Qin Changqing fed the spirit stones into his system space, stretched lazily, and stepped out of the room feeling refreshed.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, Qin Changqing had been at the Taicqing Sect for nearly half a year.

His children had been sent over one by one, and the enlightenment academy needed to reopen. For their future—and his own—he couldn't slack on this.

"Did ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠you write this?"

Guan Zilan had appeared at Qin Changqing's side unnoticed, tilting her head up at the newly hung plaque. Bold, sweeping strokes proclaimed three large characters: Qingyun Hall.

Qin Changqing smiled and nodded. "Just messing around."

Guan Zilan's eyes gleamed with admiration. Though no calligrapher herself, she could tell quality when she saw it—this had the style of a master. With deep enough cultivation, one might even infuse their dao into the strokes.

Little did she know, Qin Changqing didn't even cultivate much. In his free time, he dabbled in all sorts of things, calligraphy among them. Mastering it set a good example for the kids.

"Elder Guan, there's something I'd like your help with."

Inside the inner chamber, Qin Changqing spoke up.

Guan Zilan nodded. "Go ahead."

Qin Changqing smiled. "As you know, Elder Guan, many of my ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠wives and concubines are mere mortals, unable to withstand the ravages of time. Our marriages were forced, but now they have only me… So, I'd like to request some longevity and beauty-retaining pills from the sect. I can exchange them with my allocation."

As a core disciple, he received monthly resources—no issue trading for some pills.

This guy really looks out for his women… Far from jealous of these mortal girls, Guan Zilan felt a warmth toward Qin Changqing's thoughtfulness, raising her opinion of him even higher.

She stared at him for a long moment before nodding. "No problem. I'll inform the sect."

"Thank you, Elder Guan!" Qin Changqing said gratefully.

"No one's around—drop the formality…" Guan Zilan's gaze burned with desire.

Qin Changqing got it. "Alright, Zilan!"

And with that, the lights in the room went out again…

True to her status as an elder, Guan Zilan was efficient. A few days later, someone delivered the exchanged Longevity Pills and Beauty-Retaining Pills.

These pills were effective even for cultivators, but for mortals, they were miraculous elixirs. Qin Changqing promptly distributed them to his mortal wives and concubines.

"Thank you, dear husband!"

Qin Weiwei clutched the pills, her hands trembling with excitement as tears of joy welled up.

Qin Changqing's gesture was like granting them a second life.

As his first wife, Qin Weiwei had watched him take more and more brides—each more beautiful and powerful than the last, all cultivators.

She felt the distance growing between them. In time, she'd age, and even if he came to her, she'd be too ashamed to face him.

But she never imagined that even now, as a honored guest of the Taicqing Sect, Qin Changqing remained devoted, always thinking of her and securing these spirit pills. Her heart swelled with emotion.

"Weiwei, with me here, you and the children will only get better. Believe me!" Qin Changqing pulled Qin Weiwei into his arms, gently patting her back to comfort her.

The other mortal wives reacted much the same upon receiving the pills—moved by his care, growing even more dependent on him.

Back in his quiet chamber, Qin Changqing let out a soft sigh before opening the system interface.

Qin Changqing chose to accept. Spiritual energy surged into him from all directions, his aura climbing steadily before finally settling.

Foundation Establishment, fourth layer!

A smile tugged at Qin Changqing's lips. One step closer to Golden Core True Person.

As usual, he pulled up the real-time activity log.

He cared deeply for his children, even those far away.