Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool

Chapter 252 - 151: This Is Bad, These Xingzi Have Started Something

Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool

Chapter 252 - 151: This Is Bad, These Xingzi Have Started Something

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Chapter 252: Chapter 151: This Is Bad, These Xingzi Have Started Something

Standing below Yue’Er, Lu Yuan saw the half-torn skirt and silently chanted to himself, ’This has nothing to do with me, this has nothing to do with me. I didn’t mean to look last time in the carriage, and I especially don’t mean to look this time. I can’t see a thing...’

No one else could see it from their angle, only Lu Yuan.

Yue’Er knew she had embarrassed herself and scrambled hastily into the driver’s cabin.

Yue’Er found a seat on the inside, wrapping the torn part of her skirt around her legs.

Lu Yuan gave a wry smile. ’I guess I’m getting quite an eyeful.’

Lu Yuan then climbed into the wheat harvester’s cabin, sat in the driver’s seat, and closed the door.

For a moment, Lu Yuan wasn’t sure what to say. "Are you ready? I’m starting it up!"

Clutching her skirt, Yue’Er shyly lowered her head and replied with a single word, "Yes!"

After starting the wheat harvester, Lu Yuan began to reap the wheat.

The wheat harvester swayed and rattled in the field, and the two of them swayed along with it.

With both hands clutching her skirt, Yue’Er found it a bit difficult to keep her seat.

In just a few moments, Yue’Er watched as the behemoth rumbled forward and began to harvest the wheat, and she was overjoyed.

Yue’Er stopped clutching her skirt. ’If it’s torn, it’s torn,’ she thought. ’As long as Lu Yuan doesn’t get a look, it doesn’t matter. Besides, there’s no one else here.’

Yue’Er held onto the machine with one hand and waved the other, clamping her skirt between her legs.

Yue’Er shouted happily, "Lu Yuan! This machine is so much fun! I love it! You’re amazing!"

Lu Yuan smiled but didn’t say anything.

’She really is just a young girl,’ he thought. ’She’s already forgotten what happened just now.’

And so, Lu Yuan continued to take Yue’Er for a spin on the wheat harvester.

Yue’Er was so happy she was practically dancing. "Lu Yuan, you’re a genius! I admire you so much!"

Lu Yuan replied, "It’s nothing. Come find me tonight at 9 p.m. at the factory built by the Zhao Mansion."

Yue’Er asked, "What for?"

Gu Ziye had no idea what Lu Yuan was up to. ’What kind of decent person asks a young lady out in the middle of the night?’

Gu Ziye feigned a look of fear, clutching her skirt. "Lu Yuan... you’re not planning to do something improper to me tonight, are you?"

Hearing this wild accusation, Lu Yuan thought, ’Am I that kind of person?’

Lu Yuan said, "Yue’Er, you promised me you’d help out. You’ll get to assist me in assembling another wheat harvester and see the whole process. Don’t you want to learn more about it?"

Lu Yuan didn’t want to use his own household staff; he specifically wanted to see if this young lady’s fascination with his strange gadgets was genuine or not.

After a few more laps, he helped Gu Ziye off the machine and escorted her back to the mansion.

After returning to the mansion, Lu Yuan wasn’t in a hurry to go to the factory and assemble the second wheat harvester.

Instead, he went to his room and began to cultivate the >.

Lu Yuan decided that from now on, whenever he had free time, he would prioritize cultivating the >, and then the >.

He hadn’t spent much time cultivating the > he’d received as a system reward, so he had only scratched the surface of its principles.

’Cultivating the Holy Body is so powerful!’

It wasn’t just effective against ghosts, but against humans as well.

That was why Lu Yuan decided to prioritize cultivating the Holy Body.

Lu Yuan focused on the cultivation principles of the > and conjured a faint glimmer of light in his right hand.

Seeing it, Lu Yuan shook his head and sighed. ’It’s been so long. When I first started cultivating the Holy Body, I could already conjure light, and it was brighter than this just now.’

He hadn’t cultivated in so long that his skills had grown rusty; he was even worse off than when he first started.

The principles recorded in the > allowed an ordinary person like Lu Yuan to conjure light with his bare hands.

Even though Lu Yuan was a transmigrator, he didn’t understand such supernatural phenomena. He just figured he should follow the instructions and cultivate.

After all, this was a world where Xingzi ran rampant—another supernatural phenomenon.

It was all inexplicable!

The skill Lu Yuan was most proficient in right now was hand-molding bronze and iron into any shape he desired. He had mastered it mainly to invent objects in conjunction with his > ability.

Hand-molding metal was merely a superficial skill recorded in the > Secret Manual. As long as one’s physique was strong enough, their hands would naturally have the power to shape bronze and iron.

Once Lu Yuan reached a high level of cultivation, he would no longer need his wife or mother-in-law to use sand and stones to deceive the minor ghouls in the outskirts.

In truth, Lu Yuan could already handle the ordinary Xingzi in the outskirts, but he wasn’t strong enough yet—not strong enough to chase them down!

Su Liyan sat with Lu Yuan, watching him as he sat cross-legged on the bed, leafing through a book.

Su Liyan wasn’t surprised by her husband’s Cultivation Method. She currently knew far more than he did, and if it weren’t for the inconvenience of her pregnancy, she could handle all sorts of evil spirits with ease.

’Things will be better after I give birth,’ Su Liyan thought. ’Then I can train properly with him.’

As 9 p.m. approached, Lu Yuan remembered he still had to go to the factory to assemble the wheat harvester.

Before leaving, Lu Yuan gave his wife a long kiss, then patted her on the rear and said, "My dear wife, you should sleep with Aunt Song again tonight. Once I get through these next few busy days, I’ll spend all my time with you."

Su Liyan was indeed sensible and obedient, listening to her husband in all matters. She saw Lu Yuan to the Mansion Gate before going to find Aunt Song.

Gu Ziye had changed into a set of tight-fitting clothes beforehand and was already waiting for Lu Yuan at the factory. When she saw him arrive, she yawned and said, "Lu Yuan, it’s so late. Can’t we do this during the day?"

Lu Yuan began gathering materials as he replied, "No can do. There’s no space to assemble a huge thing like this during the day. We can only work on it after the workers have gone home."

Not only are there too many prying eyes during the day, but if the workers saw Lu Yuan tinkering with a gadget like this, they would surely gather around to watch, which would disrupt the factory’s normal daytime production.

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