After Transmigration, I Traded a Coin for a Peerless Wife and Conquered the Chaotic World - Chapter 14:

Chapter 14: Wife, a Profound Grade Comprehension?

After finishing a bowl of rice porridge, He Caiwei’s complexion clearly became more rosy. The medicinal effect was so noticeable that even Lin Feng found it surprising. He then drank a bowl himself, and sure enough, the effect was excellent—far better than expected.

Lin Feng’s eyes flicked slightly, and he quickly understood the reason. This world was different from the one he came from; it was rich in spiritual Qi. So, the current effect of the medicinal porridge was not unreasonable.

After placing the porcelain bowl back in the cupboard, Lin Feng returned to the bedroom and sat by the bedside, looking at his wife with concern, asking how she was feeling. Indeed, he had gone a bit overboard last night… but how could it be his fault alone? With a wife as beautiful as He Caiwei, who wouldn’t lose control? The intimacy of two people could never be blamed on just one.

“It was still a little painful earlier, but after having the medicinal meal made by Husband, I feel much better now.” He Caiwei smiled sweetly. Her lovely face was tinged with a faint blush, and her tender eyes were filled with affection as she looked at Lin Feng. Her soft body seemed to lean toward him again, replaying the passion of the previous night.

The faint apricot fragrance on her body hadn’t faded; instead, it had grown more prominent. The scent lingered in the room. Lin Feng, who had just cooled down after his early morning chores, felt the flame within reignite, and his mouth went dry.

“If Husband doesn’t believe me…” He Caiwei’s delicate foot slipped out from under the quilt, her toes like white jade lightly swaying in front of his eyes.

Seeing his wife take the initiative, how could Lin Feng, as a man, possibly refuse?

Another round of intimacy began at the bedside, and again they indulged in the clouds and rain of love…

Now possessing a martial artist’s physique, Lin Feng was overflowing with essence and energy. An ordinary man would’ve been utterly exhausted, but Lin Feng felt refreshed and full of vigor afterward, showing no signs of fatigue. On the contrary, it seemed that even the tension he’d been holding over the past few days had eased, aligning him more closely with the state of mind required for cultivation.

After planting a soft kiss on He Caiwei’s forehead, Lin Feng headed to the back mountain…

As the red sun dipped westward, Lin Feng returned from training. If he kept this up, he might actually reach Minor Mastery in the Heaven-Slaughter Blade Technique before heading to the battlefield, enhancing his combat power once again.

That night, the couple had just sat down in their room. Lin Feng hadn’t thought of anything indecent, yet He Caiwei still shot him a sideways glance, as if he wasn’t any kind of upright gentleman.

Lin Feng sighed and gently rubbed He Caiwei’s palm. Though there were a few small calluses from doing household chores, her hand was still soft and delicate enough to make one addicted. Inwardly, he vowed that once he got promoted to Decurion, he would head straight to Fengshui County and buy her plenty of rouge and powder to restore her skin to its former delicacy.

Suddenly, He Caiwei spoke up, seemingly moved by something, “Husband, I want to train in the martial path like you and become a warrior.”

Seeing the determination in her eyes, Lin Feng was taken aback. He softly pulled her into his arms and said gently, “With your husband protecting you, nothing will ever happen to you. Why put yourself through that kind of suffering? Cultivation isn’t an easy path.”

He shook his head with a wry smile. Even with his system, he had to practice diligently every day, never daring to slack off. Let alone someone as delicate as He Caiwei.

She nodded gracefully and said, “I understand your capabilities, Husband. But since you only come home once every half a month… if something were to happen here when you’re away…”

Her words carried weight.

Lin Feng had to seriously consider the gravity of the matter. If anything ever happened to He Caiwei while he was gone, he truly couldn’t bear the consequences.

Narrowing his eyes, Lin Feng suddenly thought of something and decided to have the system scan his wife.

[Ding, system scan successful.]

[Target: He Caiwei]

[Identity: Wife of Host, daughter of a fallen aristocratic family]

[Combat Power: Extremely low, undetectable by system]

[Comprehension: Profound Grade]

[Physique: Mortal Body]

[Martial Techniques: None]

…

Lin Feng’s eyes moved down line by line through the status panel.

When he saw the line that read “daughter of a fallen aristocratic family,” he silently nodded—his eyes lit up. So he was right after all. He Caiwei was not just any ordinary girl. Her previous unusual behavior now made sense. As for the minor calluses on her hands, they were likely acquired only after her family’s decline.

Without revealing anything, Lin Feng continued reading—then stopped.

[Comprehension: Profound Grade]

“A Profound Grade comprehension? Am I seeing this right?”

Lin Feng was shocked.

He had started as a Grade C soldier in the Yan Pass garrison, and it took tens of thousands of Slaughter Points just to raise his comprehension to Yellow Grade—a level already considered one-in-ten-thousand.

But his wife, He Caiwei… her default comprehension was Profound Grade!

Within the entire Yan Pass army, probably not a single person possessed Profound Grade comprehension. So it turned out that his wife was the one truly blessed with unparalleled talent.

Compared to her, Lin Feng himself seemed rather mediocre. Even with upgraded comprehension, Iron Bones physique, and the reward of the Heaven-Slaughter Blade Technique—which when mastered could wipe out thousands in one strike—all of that together still didn’t match up to this glowing line of Profound Grade comprehension.

He’d truly struck gold.

Seeing Lin Feng stay silent, He Caiwei thought he was unwilling and lowered her head timidly, saying in a small voice, “I know I’m not as talented as Husband, not suited for cultivation. I just wanted the ability to protect myself, so you wouldn’t have to worry about me while you’re out fighting.”

Seeing Lin Feng still unresponsive, she lowered her head even further and whispered, “If not… then pretend I never brought it up. I won’t mention it again…”

It took a while before Lin Feng finally snapped out of his shock.

Looking at the soft, affectionate woman in front of him, he suddenly slapped the table and shouted loudly, “Train! Of course you’ll train!”

“If my wife wants to cultivate, how could I, as your husband, not support you?”

“Husband… you agree?” All the worry in He Caiwei’s brows vanished in an instant, replaced by pure joy.

Her almond eyes sparkled as she looked at Lin Feng, lips parted slightly in disbelief. “Just now… I almost misunderstood you, Husband.”

She felt sweet as honey inside. But the joy on her brows dimmed slightly as a new thought crossed her mind, and her lifted head slowly lowered again.

“Husband, never mind… I suddenly don’t want to cultivate anymore.”

“How could that be allowed?”

Now that Lin Feng knew she had Profound Grade comprehension—and considering how reasonable her earlier words were—he would never let her give up that easily.