Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 4 Enough

Following the thorough explanation provided by Su Wanqiu, Chen Xuan and his household finally grasped the full extent of the situation.

As it turned out, while Su Wanqiu was making her way back from the grain store with a supply of sorghum flour, she had an unpleasant run-in with Li Tie, a known local scoundrel and rogue.

The man had been hounding her, addressing her as "sister" with a lewd and offensive tone.

Initially, Su Wanqiu attempted to de-escalate the situation by calmly clarifying that she was Su Yun and that the woman was already the wedded wife of Chen Xuan.

To her utter shock, however, the reprobate simply refused to accept the truth of her words.

He escalated his harassment by shamelessly suggesting that he would be perfectly happy to take her as a wife too, provided she was willing.

This, unsurprisingly, ignited a fury in Su Wanqiu.

Had she not been a woman living as a widow, and had there not been curious onlookers nearby, she would have lashed out at him directly.

Even so, Li Tie remained persistent, blocking her path and insisting that she must relent to his demands.

Fortunately, Uncle Wang, a trusted ally of the Chen family, happened to walk by.

Seeing the scene, he stepped in to teach the hoodlum a lesson.

As the local village blacksmith, his formidable, muscular frame proved too much for Li Tie, whose physique had been eroded by years of indulgence and drink.

Terrified, the rogue fled, though he didn’t leave without shouting a final, ominous ultimatum: a ten-day deadline.

He threatened that if Su Wanqiu did not comply within ten days, he would bring his brother from the Wild Wolf Gang to terrorize her entire household.

"He is courting death!" Chen Xuan roared, slamming his fist onto the wooden table.

A cold, murderous glint flickered in his eyes.

Su Yun was his own wife, yet this degenerate dared to fix his lecherous gaze upon her, let alone his disgusting designs on her sister, Su Wanqiu.

It was like playing with fire in a place filled with fuel—truly, he was walking toward his own end.

"What are we going to do, husband?" Su Yun asked, her face drained of color as she clung tightly to his arm in sheer terror.

"Control your fear," Chen Xuan whispered, pulling her into a protective embrace and patting her back to soothe her. "As long as I draw breath, no harm will befall you."

Turning his gaze to Su Wanqiu, who sat on the bench nearby looking deeply troubled, he spoke firmly, "Sister-in-law, put your mind at ease. I shall skip the hunt for a while and stay here at the house. In broad daylight, even if his brother is linked with the Wild Wolf Gang, I refuse to believe he has the gall to act recklessly!"

"But..." Su Wanqiu looked up, her hesitation clear. Despite his strong words, her anxiety remained.

However, seeing how shaken Su Yun was, she swallowed the rest of her concerns and gave a small, resigned nod.

Chen Xuan saw through her facade easily enough.

As the protector and provider of the home, his income was tied to his labor. For a hunter like him, avoiding the mountains was not a sustainable long-term plan.

By then, he had already steeled his resolve.

Since Li Tie was the source of this trouble, the only permanent solution was to excise the rot at the root.

But such a feat would require careful timing.

That day, a heavy, suffocating tension hung over the Chen household.

Chen Xuan offered no more words of comfort; he knew the only true resolution would come once Li Tie was dealt with.

When the sun finally dipped below the horizon, Su Yun curled into his arms within the safety of their room.

"Husband, are you truly certain this will be fine?" Even a thought of the rogue caused her skin to crawl with revulsion.

To her, the prospect of being defiled by such a man was a fate far worse than death.

"Rest easy," Chen Xuan murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her brow. He held her tighter and added, "He gave us ten days, didn’t he? You will see, it won’t even take ten days for me to settle this and make sure he never looks in our direction again."

"Promise me?" Su Yun looked up, locking eyes with him.

"Whack!" Without warning, Chen Xuan’s hand slid under the quilt to give her backside a firm pat. He pinched her chin and feigned a stern expression. "Do you dare doubt your husband? Do you need to be disciplined?"

"Oh! That stung!" Su Yun pouted, flashing a playful, coy look.

"Stung? Should I provide a treatment to soothe it then?" he teased.

The young woman rolled her eyes, hiding a smile. Was it not his own doing that caused the sting?

Yet, she played along. "And how would you treat it, husband?"

He leaned in and whispered the word "acupuncture" into her ear.

Su Yun was momentarily confused, but as his hands began to wander, the meaning became crystal clear.

Her face flushed deeply, and she buried her head into his chest, her fear washed away by a growing, heated sensation that filled her heart.

The following morning, when Chen Xuan woke, a subtle notification flickered at the edge of his vision.

"Wait, five points this time?" he mused. "Are these points not fixed?"

Reflecting on the previous night, there had been nothing unusual, only the techniques he remembered from his life on the Blue Star.

Could that be the catalyst? Or perhaps the duration had been the deciding factor?

His mind raced, analyzing the possibilities, for he desperately needed every skill point he could gather.

"I must uncover the truth behind this system," he decided.

Throughout the day, Chen Xuan remained close, ensuring both women felt his constant presence. By evening, the crushing weight of the previous day’s anxiety had noticeably lifted.

As night fell once more, Chen Xuan practiced his unique methods on Su Yun, the room filled with the sounds of their intimacy until he had to stifle her cries.

Meanwhile, in the adjacent room, Su Wanqiu listened with a complex expression.

She allowed herself a small smile, which soon twisted into a flicker of envious sorrow.

Compared to her sister, she had lived a life of deprivation. When she had married, her husband had been a dying man, and she was left alone shortly after.

"Sigh..." With a soft exhale, she covered her ears and pulled the quilt tight, closing herself off to the world.

Five days later, Chen Xuan had finally deduced the nature of his gains.

The points were linked directly to his interactions with Su Yun.

"Good grief, this system is quite lewd," he chuckled, staring at the ceiling. It appeared that his future progress would be entirely dependent on his own physical prowess.

He let out a smirk.

Two more days passed, and his total reached 57 skill points.

That night, after their intimate session, he watched his wife drift off to sleep. He carefully slipped out of bed, threw on a heavy cotton coat, and ventured quietly into the kitchen.

He lit an oil lamp and made a silent request in his mind.

A golden menu screen manifested before him in the air.

Chen Xuan: [Life Span: 18/55] [Realm: None] [Cultivation Technique: Health Cultivation (Not yet initiated) (0/50)] [Skills: Beginner Archery (5/10), Beginner Tracking Technique (6/10)] [Skill Points: 57]

His eyes scanned the stats eagerly.

After days of tireless effort, he finally possessed enough points to advance his Health Cultivation.

A surge of excitement welled up within him.

He recalled his father telling him that their ancestor had used this exact method to become a formidable martial artist, paving the way for a prosperous life.

He inhaled deeply, steadying his emotions as he prepared to take the first step toward his own dominance.