In the 'Stable' cave abode.
Chen An had just returned and had yet to sit down when Gu Xinyue impatiently pulled him into the room and asked expectantly and nervously,
"Husband, did you find any relevant pill formulas to treat infertility in the new batch of alchemy books recorded in the Alchemy Hall's library?"
"No."
Chen An said honestly.
When Gu Xinyue heard this, she felt a little depressed.
She could not understand. She had clearly stepped onto the path of cultivation. Why was it so difficult for her to conceive?
She could not understand why her husband, who was already a Nascent Soul Cultivator and a fourth-grade Alchemist, could not even solve a simple problem like infertility?
This immortal looked like she had not cultivated at all.
"Yue'er, you'll have a child sooner or later. Don't be too anxious."
Chen An reached out and hugged Gu Xinyue's waist. His eyes were filled with gentle comfort.