Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy
Chapter 130 - 97, 98. Fox Immortal Rides a Thousand Horses, Yune Escapes into the Great River (Big Chapter - Subscription Request)

Chapter 130: 97, 98. Fox Immortal Rides a Thousand Horses, Yune Escapes into the Great River (Big Chapter - Subscription Request)

After learning about the "Sun Nine-Pattern Gold said to seal the source of evil spirits" buried beneath the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple, Song Cheng did not rush to excavate it. Instead, he took advantage of the daytime to thoroughly understand the history of the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple through various channels.

The "pearl" in Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple refers to gemstones.

To put it simply, the mountain was rich in gold, stones, and jewels, making it a mine.

This mine had always belonged to a prominent merchant.

After the merchant died forty years ago, his descendants began to vie for the family fortune. The process remains unknown, but ultimately, the merchant’s wife emerged victorious.

Utilizing the vast wealth, she established the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple on the mountain.

At that time, the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall and White Camel Estate, two significant forces, were curious about this temple. Instead of suppressing it, they wanted to see what virtue it possessed, and if it wasn’t up to par, they would simply overthrow it.

As a result, they encountered a vast number of medicinal humans and Lady Zhushan.

After a brief skirmish, the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall and White Camel Estate discovered that the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple was not weak and didn’t pose much of a conflict of interest with them.

They practiced martial arts, while the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple practiced soul cultivation.

Both parties could even be considered complementary.

Thus, the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall and White Camel Estate acknowledged the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple.

The merchant’s family disappeared, replaced by the mysterious Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple.

"So, the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple has only been established for forty years."

Song Cheng sat at his desk, reviewing some information gathered from the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall.

An Chenyu donned a platinum silk robe, with her hair styled in a high bun, her face bare of makeup yet possessing a captivating charm.

She sat gracefully beside Song Cheng, her willow eyebrows lowered, apricot eyes in deep thought, her slender hands elegantly and deftly handling the incense.

At that moment, she also reviewed the information, occasionally offering suggestions to help her man organize it.

Song Cheng shared almost all secrets with Madam Tong and Sister An, excluding "longevity" and "the panel." He even shared the recent small secrets he had with the Fox Immortal.

Therefore, Miss An knew what Song Cheng was worrying about.

He wanted to excavate but feared pitfalls.

Not to excavate risked losing the battle opportunity.

If it truly could seal the source of evil spirits, the living environment for everyone in the north would greatly improve.

After a long time, An Chenyu suddenly spoke quietly: "Husband, doesn’t our family have a water villa by Yaoqing Pool?

The Yaoqing Pool is a hot spring, and in winter, warm water gushes from the spring, with white smoke hovering, like an immortal realm.

This water villa originally belonged to a small family, but they had sold it to my commerce chamber.

Renovated, it is now as good as new.

You... and Ling move in."

The An Family, with the backing of "Second Master Song," took advantage of the situation, swallowing up a lot of assets, becoming a solid backing for Song Cheng. It could be said that "when one man succeeds, everyone reaps the benefits," but these "beneficiaries" became Song Cheng’s solid support.

Because An Chenyu had never completely relinquished power, even during pregnancy or when needing to return early, she firmly held onto all final decision-making rights, ensuring no one forgot the "Ruyi Commerce Chamber’s" true leadership.

This woman, even enduring hardships herself, sought to maintain "Song Cheng’s backing."

Hence, the emergence of a Yaoqing Pool was quite normal.

Yet, this also indirectly reflected Miss An’s "desire for power" and "desire for control."

Miss An said: "The reason a problem is a problem often lies in the lack of closeness between you and the person raising it.

Catering to their preferences is the fastest way to increase closeness.

If she wants one, give her ten, a hundred.

And regarding the Fox Immortal’s preferences, it appears to be none other than indulgence...

Yaoqing Pool, I will spend a day renovating it; tomorrow, husband can take Ling over to live there, then indulge in drunken revelry, spending carefree companionship with her."

Song Cheng:...

Miss An said: "Ling is originally your concubine maid, and the Fox Immortal must be closest to us. Yet, one knows the person without knowing the heart; husband, please carefully discern whether the Fox Immortal is feigning friendship with us or if it is genuine.

This matter can only be entrusted to you, husband, as only you can communicate with the Fox Immortal, replacing you with anyone else won’t work!"

Song Cheng said: "I understand."

...

...

The next day.

In the afternoon.

Ling, yawning, was called up from her bed, then dressed in luxurious clothes and seated in a carriage, groggily accompanying her master to Yaoqing Pool.

The pool water was warm, and arranged luxuriously before the wall were various roasted meats, with flames beneath gently keeping them warm, ready for enjoyment at any time.

On the long table were numerous jars of fine wine, golden three-legged goblets filled to the brim.

The diverse dishes and fruits, including beggar’s chicken, offered a sumptuous spread.

Song Cheng glanced around, sensing a "vision of decadence."

But then, he realized, isn’t this just a "hot spring buffet"...

However, Ling, on the other hand, was astonished, then shyly looked at Song Cheng, carefully removing her outer robe and shoes, leaving only her undergarments as she entered the hot spring.

She swam in the hot spring like a fish, occasionally paused to eat meat and fruits, then loosened up enough to smell the wine and have a sip.

Living such a life was akin to that of an immortal.

Gradually, Ling felt buoyant.

Yaoqing Pool was palace-style, but the outer corridor was deserted; even if one shouted loudly, no one else would hear it.

The maidservants and guards were at a distance.

Even the cooks remained on standby in the dining hall.

The whole place exuded the definition of "luxury."

Song Cheng merely sat quietly at the hot spring’s threshold, watching the scenery outside.

He wasn’t sure whether Sister An’s plan would work; he just felt a bit nervous.