Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy
Chapter 128 - 95, 96. Catastrophe is imminent, maxing out favorability with Fox Immortal (Major Chapter - please subscribe)_4

Chapter 128: 95, 96. Catastrophe is imminent, maxing out favorability with Fox Immortal (Major Chapter - please subscribe)_4

This term was unfamiliar.

Song Cheng asked again, "Senior brother, are you supposed to take charge of the overall situation, consider many things? Now that you’ve finished visiting junior brothers here, do you still have to meet many people, do many things, handle many issues, and leave unresolved ones in your mind?"

Tie Zhenyi: ...

Song Cheng said, "Junior brother doesn’t want to."

Tie Zhenyi showed a complex smile, then said, "Junior brother truly is an Immortal fallen from the heavens, a carefree wanderer in the human world. Perhaps it is only with such a mindset that one’s skills can improve by leaps and bounds."

Song Cheng said, "Just a nature afraid of hardship and difficulty, senior brother, don’t laugh at me."

Eating, drinking, and cultivating, these were the only three things he wanted to do.

Tie Zhenyi shook his head slightly, thinking of something unknown, then said, "You go ahead, senior brother also bids farewell. In a few days, when you think it’s appropriate, you can arrange for senior brother to meet with the Fox Immortal.

I want to ask her some things about the catastrophe.

She may have told many lies, but... I can’t help but care."

Song Cheng nodded, then pulled Zhao Hua along, went to White Camel Estate, and afterwards, in the plum grove, worshipped the heavens and the earth, becoming sworn brothers.

After the oath, Song Cheng went straight back to the mansion.

Zhao Hua, relying solely on his abilities, "lingered" at White Camel Estate, looking as if he was aiming to "scam a free lunch."

To him, the true elder brother was always Song Cheng.

The elder brother gave him a platform, how could he not cherish it?

...

...

After returning home, Song Cheng hastily ate a little, then bathed and changed clothes, preparing for a good sleep.

At night, he still had to deal with Fox Immortal Su.

Likewise, Ling was also sleeping.

Song Cheng pushed open the door, cold wind wrapped in sunshine blew into the room, but he saw a young lady lying in the bedding on the bed, judging by the figure... it was Ying.

Song Cheng barely had to think to understand why Ying was here.

Ying and Ling were both Miss An’s close maids, in other words... they were actually the lord’s concubine maids.

When the young lady herself was inconvenient or wanted to pull the lord’s heart, she might allow the concubine maids to accompany the lord.

And as concubine maids, they certainly enjoyed a "far superior to ordinary maids" status in some mansion, but they simply could not choose other men.

The only good they could have was the lord.

After Ying had been with the lord last time, although she didn’t say it, she still thought about it at night.

And at this time, Madam Tong was busy, and Miss An was pregnant, it was precisely her time to step up.

Therefore, even in broad daylight, she neither cultivated nor worked, but lay on the lord’s bed, wanting to help the lord, and also wanting to soothe her longing, which gnawed at her bones.

So, Song Cheng wasn’t polite and got on the bed, embracing Ying from behind.

He appeared like a fierce general on the battlefield, wielding a dragon spear.

Amidst the wild and chaotic army, he made seven advances and retreats.

Until the enemy general fell completely, incapable of moving, he restrained his still unsatisfied killing intent, and rode back to the camp.

However, the Qi Realm Warrior’s blood was too hot, even Ying could no longer resist completely.

"Lord, I’m fine."

Ying’s voice was weak, but she still wanted to fight again.

Song Cheng just ruffled her long hair, then said, "Enough," and promptly snuggled with her to sleep.

He slept until evening.

Got up, had a light meal.

Song Cheng saw Ling.

Two lines of data floated above Ling’s head.

Song Cheng had a thought.

The Little Tea Girl was ordered by the young lady yesterday, only to be interrupted by the Fox Immortal affair. Today she saw the lord, and upon seeing Ying come out of the lord’s room, she felt it was unfair, and her eyes seemed to flow like spring water, her heart like a cat scratching, she came over hard.

The maid couldn’t sit beside the lord.

But Song Cheng pointed to his side and said, "Sit."

The Little Tea Girl scooted over to the lord’s side.

"Have you gotten fat?" Song Cheng asked with a smile.

Last night he saw Ling eat a lot of beggars’ chicken.

The Little Tea Girl shook her head frantically, then said, "Not fat, and... my skin’s better, there’s some change on my body."

Song Cheng was curious, "What change?"

The Little Tea Girl bit her lip, her eyes turned slightly, then coquettishly said, "No one’s here, lord, feel it yourself."

Saying this, she proudly pushed out her chest.

Song Cheng was taken aback and instantly understood.

He suddenly thought of Lady Zhushan.

Lady Zhushan’s outward ugliness and plumpness were just temporary illusions caused by secret herbs, her true form was a voluptuous beauty of nation-toppling stature.

Only Song Cheng had seen that appearance.

But Song Cheng had a measure in his heart.

For a woman like Lady Zhushan, worthy of respect, and not necessarily to be claimed, no matter how beautiful, he had no other thoughts at all.

However, Ling... was different.

Ling was his concubine maid, during Miss An’s pregnancy, attending to him was her duty.

Song Cheng thought for a while and asked, "What color clothes are you wearing today?"

Ling glanced around herself and said, "Silk, red, don’t know why I suddenly wanted to wear it."

Song Cheng nodded, he yawned, leaned against the wall, concentrated slightly, and performed a quick Out of Body Divine Soul to take a look at Ling at this moment.

Originally only considered moderately attractive Little Tea Girl, in just one night’s time, there was a perfecting change in her appearance, the inconspicuous dark color of her face became a clear white, the rabbits in front, not lacking in weight, gained a little, her body was more voluptuous, her face radiant, clad in a split gemstone red silk skirt, wrapped in an enchanting red gauze outside.

After a glance with his Divine Soul, Song Cheng immediately returned to his body.

Suddenly, he understood.

The Little Tea Girl might become the next Lady Zhushan.