Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy
Chapter 186 - 119, 120. Mysterious Heart Moon-Gazing Jue, Song Cheng Swallows Su Family (Large Chapter - Asking for Subscriptions) _2

Chapter 186: 119, 120. Mysterious Heart Moon-Gazing Jue, Song Cheng Swallows Su Family (Large Chapter - Asking for Subscriptions) _2

The night patrol guards saw the firelight, initially frowned as they approached, but once they recognized Song Cheng from a distance, they immediately left...

The roasted chicken was soon ready. Song Cheng handed one to Ningyu and then turned his head to look at the bright moon above the new willows and smiled, "The moon over the top of the willows, a rendezvous after midnight."

The little vixen fell for this sort of thing, her eyes brimming with spring water as she looked at Song Cheng and said, "Your poetry is truly delightful, everyone in the Su Family must love you."

Song Cheng softly said, "As long as you like me, Sister Su, that’s enough. I don’t care about the others."

Sweet nothings were the second thing the little vixen fell for. Hearing these syrupy words now made her heart flutter, so she moved closer to Song Cheng and asked, "Really?"

Song Cheng replied, "If I lie, may lightning strike me and my cultivation technique make no progress."

The little vixen giggled and then leaned forward to gently blow the heat off his roasted chicken.

Song Cheng brought the chicken drumstick to the lips of the little vixen.

The little vixen "aw" bit off a piece, about to take another bite when Song Cheng pulled it back and took another bite himself.

The little vixen paused, then soon laughed again.

She leaned her head against Song Cheng’s shoulder and sweetly said, "When you join the Su Family, I’ll come to see you. But, I don’t want to have children yet, let’s wait until we’re tired of playing."

"Okay," Song Cheng glanced at Ningyu.

Her affection rating was still 99.

He roughly guessed that the condition to reach "100" must involve the actual arrival of Ningyu.

The two talked and laughed again.

As dawn was about to break, the little vixen became irresistibly tempted and said, "Song, why not do it this time, it’s not like we haven’t done it before... Just pretend it’s with your concubine maid."

Song Cheng sternly refused, "That won’t do, Sister Su."

He had made up his mind that to quickly get Ningyu’s affection to 100, he needed the actual Ningyu to come soon, and for that... he absolutely wouldn’t satisfy Ningyu before that happened.

With any other girl, it probably wouldn’t matter.

However, Song Cheng had seen through the nature of the little vixen; she was simply a little temptress and once started, unstoppable...

As it was said, vixens could soulfully devour a man, turning him into a dried husk of a person. This wasn’t just an unfounded rumor.

Song Cheng knew this, so he planned to use it to his advantage.

At this moment, his rejection was both reasonable and appropriate. The little vixen had no choice but to comply, though she snuggled into Song Cheng’s arms, she couldn’t take any liberties with him. Suddenly, she rolled her eyes, looked at the sky turning dawn, then suddenly jerked her body and in a dazed manner opened her eyes, asking, "Where are we, my lord?"

Song Cheng took a sharp look at the large "[Affection Level: 100 (99)]."

This data indicated that Ling was still in a possessed state.

Therefore, he said, "Ling, it’s time to go back to the residence."

Pretending to be Ling, the little vixen cooed, "Let me serve you, my lord."

As she spoke, she reached out to tug at Song Cheng’s belt.

She could hardly wait any longer.

Song Cheng grasped her hand, then, facing the vixen’s astonished and surprised expression, he said, "Ling, I’m in a very bad mood right now."

The vixen asked curiously, "Why is that?"

Song Cheng slightly lifted his head, gazing at the pale dawn streak on the horizon, with a sorrowful voice, he said, "When will we meet if destiny bounds us apart, this time, this night, it’s hard to face. Enter the gate of my longing; understand my suffering. Long is the yearning, lingering is the memory, brief is the yearning, yet it knows no end."

After he finished, he sighed deeply once more.

The vixen paused, then savored the poem Song Cheng had "casually" recited. She was surprised, delighted, and excited all at once...

Song Cheng bowed his head, speaking affectionately to the "vixen disguised as Ling," "Ling, my heart holds another, and I cannot be joyous with you, for that would betray her."

The vixen pretended to ask, "Then... who is the person in your heart, sir?"

Song Cheng looked toward the horizon, the corners of his lips slightly lifting in a "Mona Lisa smile," and said, "Su Ningyu."

As those three words fell, the vixen let out a light moan, as if she had completely succumbed.

However, it was now daybreak.

The golden light of the dawn sun fell from outside, casting skewed shadows of Hanping Prefecture’s rivers and towers, countless doors and windows upon the ground.

The willow branches had just burst into fresh green, swaying in the morning wind.

From afar, calls like "steamed buns, fresh steamed buns, sugar steamed buns, sesame steamed buns, salt and pepper pork steamed buns for sale," "lamb noodles, a bowl of lamb noodles, warm and delicious, come and eat," could already be heard...

In Song Cheng’s arms, the young woman’s body twitched again.

The real Ling had come back.

Ling had actually grown accustomed to the sensation of being possessed at night, and since Song rarely touched her normally, she really wanted to take advantage of this moment to bask in the glory of Fox Immortal Su and have a good time with Song.

However, she sniffed her nose and didn’t smell the lewd scent.

Ling decided if there was no opportunity, she would create one herself, thus she said, "Song, I want to eat chicken."

Song Cheng glanced at the large data "[Affection Level: 100]", then clapped Ling on the shoulder and said, "Let’s go, the morning market just opened, I’ll take you to have chicken."

Ling:...

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In the Yin Residence of the Su Family.

A shapely young girl, her charming body wrapped in fiery red silk, was sitting tightly crossed-legged, looking towards an intellectual beauty with skin like white porcelain across from her and said, "Sister, I’ve fallen in love with him."

The young girl was none other than Su Ningyu.

And the intellectual beauty was the Head of the Su Family.

"Sister, three days from now, if he joins our Su Family, I want to leave the ice coffin to find him." The girl in red silk spoke with determination, "I’ve made up my mind. I want to go now, spend a few decades with him, get tired of playing, bear him a child, then together, teach the child."