Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy
Chapter 141 - 101, 102. Waves and clouds shift mysteriously, Divine Soul gathers substance for Manifestation (Thanks to alliance leader ’Boole’)_2

Chapter 141: 101, 102. Waves and clouds shift mysteriously, Divine Soul gathers substance for Manifestation (Thanks to alliance leader ’Boole’)_2

Ling’s figure, for a moment, overlapped with Lady Zhushan.

But it was just the dance.

An Chenyu walked for a moment, then took the tea and came beside Song Cheng.

The tea was made by Ling, An Chenyu’s own tea didn’t taste very good.

She snuggled up with the young man, watching Ling dance in the yard together.

The sound of the wind chimes was crisp and pleasant, the girl’s dance was passionate and graceful, if someone didn’t know Ling’s past, they would have thought this scene was otherworldly.

In contrast, An Chenyu, due to her pregnancy, wore no makeup and her robe had become a loose version, making her seem slightly less striking compared to Ling at this time.

Miss An slightly tilted her head, glanced at her man, and only poured him a cup of tea when she noticed his gaze wasn’t fixed on Ling.

The atmosphere was somewhat subtly and inexplicably delicate.

Song Cheng guessed that Miss An might be a bit jealous of her own maid.

Miss An covertly glanced at Song Cheng.

The queenly demeanor she showed outside transformed into that of a little girl here.

Song Cheng suddenly thought of something, he abruptly looked up, beckoning, calling, "Ling, come closer and dance."

Miss An showed no expression.

Song Cheng lightly coughed and said, "Sister An, it’s not what you think. There’s something strange."

"Strange?"

Miss An was taken aback, then realized her little thoughts had been seen through by the person beside her, so she haughtily and dismissively said, "I wasn’t thinking anything."

Song Cheng quickly took a few books from the case, then flipped the pages open, spreading them, "Sister An, take a look.

Lady Zhushan had the habit of writing diaries and expressing her feelings when reading books, these should be what she wrote in her early years.

She kept them here, not intending to expose them to anyone.

But since Jia inherited everything from her, maybe she wanted to give these dusty things to Jia too."

An Chenyu nodded.

She could roughly understand this sentiment.

No matter how solitary a person is, they always hope there is someone in this vast world who can listen to their story.

And this was Lady Zhushan’s story.

Miss An read it carefully.

Though the diaries, mood messages, and information were fragmented, a little piecing together could reveal Lady Zhushan’s early years.

In a word: Beauty is a disaster, nothing surpassing this.

After Lady Zhushan became beautiful, she was surrounded by charm, causing men to kill each other.

A man killed his wife just to prove his sincerity to the beauty.

A son killed his father to have a moment with the beauty, even if she was his stepmother.

The younger generation then committed suicide and murder, kneeling and scrambling to offer vast fortunes to the beauty, and there were even those who would spend a fortune just for a smile.

Even kin wouldn’t resist drugging her, and once uncovered, would erupt into a brutal beast, then get killed by another group of beasts.

This was something that happened before the rise of the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple over forty years ago.

Shocking, bloody, absurd!

And this "beauty" in the information was undoubtedly Lady Zhushan.

She sought beauty for her ugliness.

But her beauty brought doom to her entire family.

That sense of despair and agony was imaginable.

Combined with what Fox Immortal Su had previously said, this entire section was now complete.

Lady Zhushan was indeed right to suspect the Fox Immortal Su was an evil spirit, her beauty was entirely a curse from the evil spirit, an omen.

She loathed her own beauty, yet it was a deadly weapon.

So, she walked alone in the Prefectural City, wrapped in a coat, combating the Ghost Servant.

After finishing one book at a time, Miss An closed the book with eyes shut.

On the other side, Ling stopped dancing as well, being called to sit inside by Song Cheng, crossing her legs in an unseemly posture, then rubbing her hands while saying, "I’m so exhausted."

But immediately she jumped up, filled with passion, saying, "Master, don’t worry, even if it’s arduous, Ling will certainly master it!"

Song Cheng laughed, "Have some tea."

"Thank you, Master." Ling held the steaming large teacup, blew on it, and drank.

On the other side, Miss An also opened her eyes, looking at Ling.

Song Cheng asked, "Beautiful, isn’t she?"

Miss An nodded, "More beautiful than me."

Ling was stunned and was about to say something but was interrupted by a raised hand from Song Cheng, signaling her not to speak.

Song Cheng continued, "Strange, isn’t it?"

Miss An said, "Indeed strange... but perhaps it hasn’t fully developed yet."

Song Cheng said, "The transformation of Lady Zhushan only took half a month, today... it has been the seventeenth day since Ling was possessed by the Fox Immortal."

Suddenly, the two fell silent.

An odd atmosphere pervaded the air.

Song Cheng continued, "I’ve already understood the motive of Fox Immortal Su, she had no reason to harm Lady Zhushan."

Miss An said, "So, a trap was set for Lady Zhushan, possibly for Fox Immortal Su, as early as forty or fifty years ago.

Fox Immortal Su intended to seal the evil spirit and delay a catastrophe.

Lady Zhushan, judging by her character, she must have been willing to do it.

These two should have cooperated well.

But the result was, Lady Zhushan killed everyone around her because of the power from the Fox Immortal, then silently sealed the Fox Immortal."

Song Cheng asked, "Then who could it be?"

Ling asked in bewilderment, "Master, Miss, what are you talking about?"

Song Cheng laughed, "Talking about how beautiful Ling is."

Beautiful, but without the effect of "charming all beings," not causing people to disregard everything and kill each other.

So, what killed Lady Zhushan’s relatives wasn’t "beauty," but something else.

Miss An said, "If such a person indeed exists, then this person laid a long-term plan, with great schemes."