Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy
Chapter 119 - 91, 92. Peace in the North, fox spirits laugh at night (Great Chapter - Subscribe please)_5

Chapter 119: 91, 92. Peace in the North, fox spirits laugh at night (Great Chapter - Subscribe please)_5

According to the teacher’s words, this box would last for a very, very long time.

She would also estimate the time, and before this box was completely consumed, she would get some more.

How to get it?

The teacher did not say.

To make this "Manifestation Water," besides "white fur," "Weary Day Grass Rootless Water" was also needed.

Weary Day Grass was a rare species that bloomed at dusk and withered by dawn, with a considerable amount planted in the deepest part of the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple.

The daily production of "Weary Day Grass Rootless Water" was limited.

The total amount of "white fur" was also limited.

Tong Jia could only muster all her strength, producing it incessantly every day.

Once a bottle of "Manifestation Water" was produced, it could be diluted a thousand times, enough for several thousand people to test.

Yet despite this, it still could not meet the demand.

Song Cheng wanted to help, but was refused.

As the acting temple master, Madam Tong had to abide by the rules, especially knowing that the teacher stayed behind in the Barbarian Lands for the peace of the Great Northern Barbarian Merchant. Madam Tong had to adhere to these rules even more.

She wanted to do these things together with her husband, but in doing so, she felt particularly guilty to the teacher.

So, it stayed like this.

Song Cheng had no choice.

But to force Madam Tong to stop, he also could not.

Madam Tong slept every night for seven nights in the temple master’s hall at the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple, which he could understand.

Even if he did not understand, seeing the anxious faces of those officials waiting in line outside the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple every day for the Manifestation Water, he would understand.

In the dead of winter, even county officials from afar were laying bedding on the stone steps outside the temple just to grab a bottle of Manifestation Water.

This showed how terrible the situation had become in the town.

How could Song Cheng stop this?

It was the first time he had been separated from Madam Tong like this.

And what was even more "terrible" was that Miss An was pregnant, the physician had detected a happy pulse several days ago.

This was a joyful event, and Song Cheng was overjoyed.

But because of this, when he lay beside Miss An at night, he could no longer do what a married couple would, instead foolishly pressed his ear to her belly, trying to listen for fetal movements.

Miss An looked at him tenderly, smiled, and said, "It won’t be so soon."

Song Cheng also smiled.

Miss An said, "Since husband likes children so much, when sister Jia takes a break, let her give birth to one as well."

Song Cheng nodded.

But for now, he guessed it would not work.

At this moment, he was eager to have a child for another reason.

And that reason was the "reproductive isolation."

He worried that as he grew stronger, having offspring would become difficult, because the "Qi Realm" had already broken the mortal lifespan’s century-old shackles.

For him, the increase in lifespan felt negligible, yet every martial artist was diligently pursuing this realm.

Entering the "Qi Realm" increased lifespan by sixty years.

Achieving "Great Achievement" in the Qi Realm increased it by another sixty years.

Upon reaching Perfection, another sixty years were added.

Three cycles of sixty years, totaling one hundred and eighty years.

This was the longevity of an immortal.

And what about after the "Qi Realm"?

In Song Cheng’s view, the Qi Realm was merely the peak of the "Yellow Level."

And what about the "Mysterious Level" afterward?

If he were to reach the "Mysterious Level," could he still have offspring with Miss An, who was at the lower level of "Yellow Level"?

He was uncertain.

To avoid this risk, he wanted to have children early.

Otherwise, if he were to live a thousand or ten thousand years and have no descendants in this world, he thought it would feel extremely lonely.

At this moment, a tender touch came from beside his ear, pulling Song Cheng back to reality. He gently held his wife and said, "Sister An, let’s sleep."

Miss An softly responded.

She slightly turned to one side to comfortably stretch her body.

Song Cheng hugged her from behind.

In the middle of the night, Miss An suddenly felt a strange sensation at the cleft of her buttocks, and she was startled awake.

With a slight detection, she knew what it was.

So she turned over and whispered into her husband’s ear, "Little Song, there are other places..."

Song Cheng chuckled, tousled her hair, and said, "Sister An, what are you thinking? Let’s sleep."

Miss An turned over again, biting her lip, blinking her eyes, seemingly in deep thought.

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Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple.

Madam Tong woke up before dawn.

It would soon be time to harvest the "Weary Day Grass Rootless Water."

As soon as daylight broke, the Weary Day Grass would wilt.

Once it wilted, the rootless water would disappear.

Thus, she had at most only the time it took two incense sticks to burn to collect it.

She needed to get up early.

But tonight, perhaps waking up too early, she lay down yet couldn’t fall back asleep. So she lit a lamp and began flipping through the books the teacher left behind.

Flipping through book after book, she once again reached the visualization method.

On the illustration, there was a fox drawn.

As if the paper had been soaked with water, the whole fox appeared extremely blurry.

However, some information she learned from chatting with her husband a few days ago naturally flashed in her mind.

"Great Ghostly Fox," "Charmed," "Dancing," "Illusionary Realm," "White Ghostly Fox"...

In her mind, the fox’s image became increasingly clear and complete.

Suddenly, her vision brightened.

As if a black-and-white world was torn apart, as if a blurry water layer was broken through, she saw a fox.

A white fox, stretching its tail, lay in a world of rotting white bones with its eyes closed, asleep.

And the "white fur" on the white fox appeared to be the same white fur she used to make the "medicinal human" and "Manifestation Water."

Just at the moment she saw the fox, the fox seemed to sense something too. Its pair of charming fox eyes suddenly opened and met Tong Jia’s gaze with a playful smile.

A bell-like ethereal and melodious laugh suddenly resonated.