Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy
Chapter 225 - 135, 136. Return to Tang River Village, Confront Human Skin Ghost (Big Chapter - Please Subscribe.)

Chapter 225: 135, 136. Return to Tang River Village, Confront Human Skin Ghost (Big Chapter - Please Subscribe.)

Song Cheng came out of the cultivation room and saw the birds flying in the sky, then saw Ting clapping her hands below.

He looked up and followed her, clapping his hands as well.

Ting heard the noise, looked at him, and shouted: "Dad..."

Song Cheng picked up Ting, and together, father and daughter cast their eyes to the sky.

"Ting, is this the bird you drew?"

"Yes, baby drew it."

"Great job." Song Cheng praised with his mouth, but there was curiosity and seriousness in his expression.

He looked up at the small bird with slightly reddish data. The hue of this data was similar to a Ghost Servant, the type he would eliminate during the Ghost Tide if he saw it.

But Ting’s data was simply black, indistinguishable from that of ordinary humans.

On top of that, the power "0~0" might indicate that Ting was just an ordinary girl.

He was thinking when the bird in the sky also landed on a branch in the lush foliage.

The branch swayed, and the sunlight fell through the leaves, casting coin-like spots. The bird chirped at Song Cheng: "Baby is great!"

Song Cheng smiled.

It was a late afternoon at the end of June.

Madam Tong and An Chenyu had gone out to inform the Prefectural City’s residents about moving south.

Ying went along too.

Ling was with An.

And the Fox Immortal was curled up in a vine chair under the eaves, her legs like fluffy tails wrapped around her.

The weather was neither hot nor cold, perfect for an afternoon nap.

Hearing the noise, the Fox Immortal opened her eyes and looked at the bird on the branch, not too surprised. Clearly, she knew before Song Cheng did.

However, there was some envy in her gaze.

She also wanted to have children with Song Cheng.

Yet, she had her considerations. She wanted to wait until Ting and An grew up; otherwise, how would they manage three kids at once?

The Fox Immortal had her own scheme. She felt that with only one child, Song Cheng would be more loving.

Furthermore, she was a bit superstitious, thinking that if a man had children consecutively, the latter ones wouldn’t be as good as the firstborn. It was better to wait a while.

The afternoon passed in such a quiet and leisurely manner.

In the afternoon, Song Cheng, having rare free time, asked Ling to prepare some drinks. He played with the two kids under the eaves.

He thought about the children’s education, so he took up his blade and shield. He personally demonstrated the "Xuanwu Six Styles" in the courtyard. It was splendid, the air whistling.

The two children watched him intently.

Ting clapped her hands, and An mimicked her sister.

The Fox Immortal watched for a while and also started clapping, charmed by Song Cheng’s sophisticated movements, which she had never seen before.

For a moment, she felt a little envious of the two little ones.

The little ones, watching, kept sipping down their two small cups of drinks until they were empty. Then Ting shook her cup, and An imitated her sister.

Song Cheng glanced at Ling, "Is there any plum drink left?"

Ling ran over and said: "Grandpa, there’s no more plum drink. But I can make Osmanthus Sugar Drink; the osmanthus flowers were picked and dried today."

Song Cheng said: "Then go ahead."

Time seemed to sprout wings; it was soon evening.

Madam Tong, An Chenyu, and Ying returned one after another. After dinner, it was time for Song Cheng to choose a room.

Today, he chose An Chenyu, as he always felt Miss An had something to say.

An slept with her mother as usual.

While Ting clung to the beautiful Fox Immortal for sleep.

The Fox Immortal, with the idea of "practicing for raising her own offspring," enjoyed sleeping with Ting.

...

...

On the bed.

Today, the Flowing Sand River’s current was as rapid as always, with monsters in the water peeking out to challenge.

Song Cheng didn’t hesitate, "Come fight," he said.

The two fought from the riverbed to the snowy mountain peak...

After a long time, when the fight was over, Miss An yielded, cuddling her man, showing some melancholy.

Song Cheng had already noticed and guessed what Sister An was thinking.

Sister An was essentially the same as Zhao Hua, both ambitious and very clever.

Zhao Hua was black; was Sister An any less ruthless?

She was unhappy that he wasn’t seizing the opportunity to move south.

The paper tiger setup of the Central Plains had been exposed by the Six Towns and Zhao Hua.

Before the fight, everyone thought the Central Plains was strong, with the formidable Imperial Capital army, better than the northern hardships.

But once they fought, they found out "that’s all there is"?

What great martial arts forces, what Divine Arms Hall, Star-Viewing Tower, none were unapproachable.

An Chenyu had climbed up step by step from the worst and lowest position, appearing calm and composed. But deep down, her desire for power was stronger than anyone else’s.

Perhaps during the time she was raising Ting, she mellowed a lot.

But now, as Ting grew up, her true self was quickly returning.

Song Cheng thought for a moment and said: "Sister An, I’m not moving south because I can’t see clearly what’s there."

He recalled his elder sister-in-law Su Mengzhen’s words, muttering: "Six Towns, the Grand Canal... all seem strange.

Moreover, the Imperial Capital is in turmoil; I don’t want to risk dragging you into it without understanding it first.

But I promise, once it’s clear, once it’s settled, I will lead the entire family south."

An Chenyu sighed lightly, "Zhao Hua is already the son-in-law of the Qi Family of East Sea State..."

Song Cheng replied: "If I can train one army, I can train a second one.

The north is no longer suitable for people to live. Such a big Prefectural City, we can’t look after everyone.

When the next Ghost Tide comes, the people here will suffer countless casualties.