Chu Qing looked over the wife Daoist Golden Toad had chosen.
She was not very old, only in her thirties. Her skin was rough, her features proper, and her temperament somewhat fiery.
At a glance, she was clearly a woman of the desert.
Chu Qing did not know what the woman saw in Daoist Golden Toad.
But he noticed something:
Whenever the two looked at each other, the woman's eyes practically melted into silk.
Hmm—perhaps it was true love.
Perhaps because of Chu Qing's presence, Daoist Golden Toad held the wedding right away.
The wedding was simple.
One bright red robe, plus two red candles as thick as arms.
After pondering it over and over, Chu Qing left Daoist Golden Toad some secret teachings and a string of Copper Coins.
There were more than three hundred Copper Coins in total.
"Once you have descendants, let them eat these!"
"If they do not practice martial arts, they will still have a great deal of strength in the future and can help you plant trees!"
Daoist Golden Toad looked at the Copper Coins, then at Chu Qing.
"These things can be eaten?"
Chu Qing nodded. "They can!"
"Eat one, and you gain one jin of strength!"
"They are absolutely fine treasures. Do not lose them!"
Daoist Golden Toad sighed with emotion and carefully put them away.
He was not worried that Chu Qing was deceiving him.
After all, they had both reached this level. Who would lie over something like this?
He was merely sighing with emotion.
He had lived his entire life and had never seen such a fine thing.
Yet Chu Qing had casually handed him a whole handful.
"If those heaven-blessed prodigies learned about these, they would fight like mad over them."
One Copper Coin meant one jin of