Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy
Chapter 120 - 93, 94. Gathering all her strength, Ling stands tall, as immortals and ghosts ride together (Major Chapter - subscribe please)

Chapter 120: 93, 94. Gathering all her strength, Ling stands tall, as immortals and ghosts ride together (Major Chapter - subscribe please)

Morning.

The bright sunlight accompanied the cold wind, sweeping down from the sky and making the barren branches of the An Residence shiver.

Upon waking early, Song Cheng felt his blood and energy surging, harboring a nameless fiery frustration.

To release it, he practiced a set of "Old Man Fist" in the courtyard. Once his heart was calm, he grabbed a jar of fine wine carefully prepared by the Ruyi Commerce Chamber, intending to spend half a day at the White Camel Estate.

Ouyang Sha loved drinking, so he brought wine.

When they drank together, they never discussed cultivation techniques or martial arts.

Both understood each other well.

Song Cheng came to see the Qi Realm Technique of the White Camel Estate.

Ouyang Sha avoided mentioning the cultivation technique because he didn’t want to spar with Song Cheng.

The one known as Old Venom, after serious contemplation, realized that the Great Hall Master and the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall elders conceding defeat, along with Blind Song’s title of "Northern Region Blade King," were no jokes.

These days, he felt conflicted.

Just think about it...

A master who might very well be stronger than you visits your home courteously every few days, bringing the wine you like to drink with you. What is this called?

This is called "offering a toast."

But there’s also a saying, "If you don’t accept a toast, you must drink a penalty."

Although this master never showed any intention of forcing White Camel Estate to drink a "penalty," this feeling always lingered.

The Flower Sea Block and the An Residence weren’t far apart, so Song Cheng didn’t take a carriage. He just walked out with the wine jar in hand.

Along the way...

People on the street greeted him warmly.

"Second Master Song, good morning."

"Second Master, drinking so early?"

"What do you know, Second Master is being generous, having an appointment with the Estate Master."

After the battle with the Northern Barbarians, the three major forces that were hidden beneath the Prefectural City had surfaced.

Now, anyone with a bit of insight knew who the true master of this land was.

Therefore, Second Master Song’s status was akin to that of a prince in the Imperial City.

As he pondered, a familiar voice suddenly approached from afar.

"Big brother!"

It was Zhao Hua’s voice.

Turning his head, he saw the familiar outlines of individuals riding in on horseback on the road.

Before he could speak, the group got up, cupped their fists, and greeted, "Greetings, Second Master."

Song Cheng returned the salute with cupped fists.

This group was none other than the martial hall masters from the southern Shanhe County, who once swore a blood oath alliance with him and An Chenyu.

Time had changed, and his status had risen significantly. With just a word, Zhao Hua was able to bring these masters here, allowing those who still wished to run their martial halls to do so, while those who didn’t could work directly with Zhao Hua at the Ruyi Commerce Chamber, thus fulfilling his promise of long ago.

He never forgot those who had helped him.

Even when he couldn’t lend a hand at the time, once he had the chance, he would always step in.

The Ruyi Commerce Chamber helped him, and now this chamber had expanded many times over.

The masters from the southern city helped him, and now he not only retained martial arts seeds for these halls but also brought them from Shanghe County to here.

"Older Brother Zhao.

Great Master Xiong!

Master Wang!

..."

Song Cheng cheerfully called out the names one by one but realized there were fewer people, so he asked, "Where are Master Chen from the Flying Wheel Martial Arts Hall and Master Xu from the Giant Axe Martial Arts Hall?"

Zhao Hua leaned in, saying softly, "Big brother, Master Chen passed away from exertion in his old age after the battle. Master Xu died on the battlefield..."

Song Cheng patted his shoulder, nodded in silence, and then said, "Masters, live well here. If there’s anything troubling you, come directly to the An Residence to find me, Song."

"Thank you, Second Master!"

"Second Master, you’re too kind!"

The masters dared not be impertinent in the slightest. Even Old Master Zhao didn’t dare respond to the title "Older Brother" from Song Cheng, and nobody mentioned their past blood oath alliance.

Being able to invest in Song Cheng and receive such a tremendous return was beyond their imagination.

This process, which the masters thought might take ten or even dozens of years, had only taken just over half a year... The once "Blind" member of the An family had already become the Second Master of the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall.

Bidding farewell to the group, Song Cheng took a few more steps and suddenly paused, curiously looking ahead.

Not far away, he noticed a line of dinging ox carts, traveling in a row. However, the ox carts were empty.

Song Cheng beckoned.

The ox cart driver stopped immediately, respectfully asking, "Second Master, what’s the matter?"

Song Cheng asked, "What’s the empty cart leaving the city for?"

The driver smiled and said, "The immortals in the temple informed us that bodies must not be left in the wilderness. Neither burial in the earth nor sky burial is allowed, so we’re going to cremate them together."

Immortals in the temple?

Song Cheng was stunned for a moment, then realized they were talking about his wife.

"Alright, be careful."

"Got it, thank you, Second Master." The driver saluted again before returning.

Song Cheng thought about it; after drinking today, he might as well visit the temple. It had been a few days since he last saw his wife. Besides this, he had been in a calm and tranquil state these past few days, which was getting a bit stifling.

As for Ying, since Ying was Sister An’s maid, if Sister An were pregnant, he would directly go to Ying. He feared that it might hurt Sister An’s feelings.

Eating, sex, cultivation, were basically what he did every day...

As for wielding power or managing affairs, even a glance made his head spin.

This was something he wasn’t skilled in or interested in.

Both of his wives focused on these matters, one busy with the commerce chamber, the other with the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple.

Therefore, even as "Second Master Song" of the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, he held no official position.

As for the title Northern Region Blade King, it had not yet brought him any challenges.

Some discontented martial artists initially boasted, saying, "A blind man of only eighteen, how powerful can he be?" But when they arrived at the gates of the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall with their challenges in hand, their legs went weak...