Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 4: Three Wives!

Qingzhu Mountain is more than a solitary peak; it is a sprawling range blanketed in translucent green bamboo. Upon entering the terrain, Lu Changsheng immediately noticed the air becoming significantly more humid and crisp.

The landscape offered a serene, utopian view where streams meandered through the peaks, birds sang amidst the lush greenery, and slopes were carved into terraces for vegetables and grain. Within this mountain range, the Lu family had established a network of mansions and villages.

Lu Changsheng and the other immortal seedlings were directed to stay at the Qingzhu Mountain Manor located on the outskirts.

“A first-level spiritual vein lies beneath this Qingzhu Manor. You shall reside here from now on and focus on your Cultivation with a calm mind.”

“Rest assured; once the terms we agreed upon are met, you are free to stay with the Lu family or depart as you wish.”

“Uncle Fu, please see to their arrangements.”

After delivering these brief instructions, Lu Yuanding departed.

“I serve as the steward of Qingzhu Mountain Manor. You may call me Uncle Fu. Come with me.”

Uncle Fu was an elderly figure, stooped slightly with hair the color of ash. After his introduction, he guided the group through the necessary formalities while sharing details about the manor.

The estate was vast, housing not only the newcomers but also the Lu family’s own immortal seedlings. Most of the residents here were family descendants possessed of mediocre talent. Those with superior potential lived in the core of Qingzhu Mountain, where a second-grade spiritual vein provided a much higher concentration of spiritual energy.

As they walked, they passed many Lu family members. These individuals watched Lu Changsheng and his peers with curiosity, though their gazes were often tinged with arrogance and disdain. Lu Changsheng remained unbothered by this.

To put it politely, they were outsiders marrying into the clan. To put it bluntly, they were brought here for breeding purposes. However, he noted that the Lu family members, regardless of gender, were quite attractive. This realization brought him some comfort regarding his future duties. Since he was here to father children, he naturally preferred his partners to be good-looking; Lu Changsheng privately admitted he had a weakness for beauty.

An hour later, under the guidance of Uncle Fu, Lu Changsheng and the others had signed their marriage contracts, received their identity tokens, been granted Cultivation techniques, and were shown to their quarters. His new home was a private, fully-equipped courtyard of approximately two hundred square meters, featuring pavilions and a loft.

Sitting on his bed, Lu Changsheng pulled out the manual for his new technique: 《The Return to Origin Technique》.

Upon opening the book, an image of a gray-robed elder appeared. The figure began demonstrating poses and explaining the Cultivation process with meticulous detail.

“As expected of an immortal Cultivation technique; it even includes moving images.”

Lu Changsheng examined the manual with fascination, unable to grasp the mysterious principles that allowed it to produce sound and visual projections. Following the elder's guidance, he began his first practice session.

After much effort, Lu Changsheng achieved a state of deep concentration. His mind cleared, allowing him to perceive the faint, shimmering colors of spiritual energy drifting around him. Having mastered the first step of sensing Qi, he attempted to draw it into his body.

Under his direction, the spiritual energy converged slowly, permeating his skin through his pores. It was a gradual process; once inside, the energy had to flow through his Meridians before a single strand could be deposited into his Dantian. This circulation also served to strengthen his flesh, blood, and bones while purging impurities to refine his essence.

The night passed in silent effort.

“Is this truly the speed of a ninth-grade spiritual root?”

“At this pace, reaching the first level of Qi Refining will take years.”

Lu Changsheng felt a pang of bitterness as he inspected the meager trace of energy within his Dantian. This was despite practicing in a location blessed with a spiritual vein; elsewhere, the progress would be even more glacial. He now truly understood how difficult the path of Cultivation was.

“Phew! It seems I have no choice but to rely on the system.”

He let out a long sigh. Realizing that personal effort alone would not suffice, he placed his hopes on his cheat. “I wonder when the Lu family will provide me with a wife?” he mused.

*Ding ding ding!*

The courtyard bell interrupted his thoughts. Someone was outside. Lu Changsheng left his room and opened the gate.

“Lu Changsheng, a welcoming feast has been prepared by the family to receive you. Follow me,” Uncle Fu said. Several other immortal seedlings were already waiting behind him.

“A welcoming banquet?”

Lu Changsheng had a vague idea of what this meant. He nodded and replied, “Understood.”

Uncle Fu gathered all twelve seedlings and led them to a grand, sophisticated hall within the villa. Inside, twelve seats were prepared, each laden with exquisite food and wine. Shortly after they sat down, a procession of charming young women entered the hall, each possessing a unique beauty.

Lu Changsheng’s suspicions were instantly confirmed. This banquet was the start of the ‘breeding’ program. Around fifty or sixty women had entered, all of them quite lovely. While none reached the breathtaking level of Lu Miaoge, many were as attractive as the internet celebrities from his previous life.

The women were meticulously dressed in various styles. Some were small and adorable, while others wore simple makeup and carried an air of elegance. Some appeared heroic in martial attire with sharp, blade-like brows; others looked dignified in elaborate palace gowns with their hair pinned up. There were even those with icy, distant expressions or seductive auras, dressed in translucent gauze with long legs and high heels.

The variety was staggering; there was someone for every preference.

‘What a spectacular lineup!’ Lu Changsheng thought, sighing in secret admiration. He had to admit the Lu family was incredibly generous in this department. They were truly a proper Cultivation clan.

“These women are the elite of the Qingzhu Lu family’s secular branch. They are well-educated in etiquette and skilled in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. All are of pure character,” Uncle Fu announced. “They are here to entertain you today. Each of you may select a partner you desire, and I will see to the wedding arrangements.”

With that, the steward exited the hall, leaving the twelve men alone with the group of women. The women did not wait for the men to act; they took the initiative to approach the tables. Though they belonged to the secular branch, most were descendants of cultivators. They were here by choice, hoping to find a partner to produce children with spiritual roots, as their own future status would depend on their offspring’s talent.

Because Lu Changsheng came from a humble farming background and possessed only a ninth-grade spiritual root and average looks, only three women approached him. He didn’t mind this at all and welcomed all three into his arms. He knew the value of contentment; three was plenty. Moreover, the trio was impressive. One was gentle and refined, like a lady from a noble house. The other two, who appeared to be sisters, were both pure and lovely, though one carried a subtle, alluring charm.

In his past life, having three such wives would have been a dream. Unlike Lu Changsheng’s bold approach, the others were more hesitant. Li Feiyu, for instance, had a seventh-grade spiritual root and handsome features, attracting seven women. However, he only chose one petite beauty and dismissed the rest.

An hour later, the banquet concluded. Everyone had made their choice. While most chose only one or two partners—still hoping to prioritize their Cultivation—Lu Changsheng had taken three. The others only agreed to the arrangement to show goodwill after signing their contracts, perhaps hoping to change their circumstances once they grew stronger.

That same day, Uncle Fu arranged a collective wedding. The ceremony was modest, and afterward, the couples were sent to their respective bridal chambers.

“Wife.”

“Husband!” the three replied in unison.

Inside the chamber, Lu Changsheng looked at his three beautiful wives, each with her own distinct charm, and drew the bed curtains. In his eighteenth year, Lu Changsheng married three women: the refined Lu Lanshu, the charming Lu Zier, and the lovely Lu Qinger. The latter two were sisters.