Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy
Chapter 238 - 139, 140. Stealing the Coffin, Crossing the Ferry, Returning Home, Dungeon (Major Chapter - Seeking Subscriptions)_5

Chapter 238: 139, 140. Stealing the Coffin, Crossing the Ferry, Returning Home, Dungeon (Major Chapter - Seeking Subscriptions)_5

Afterward, he ascended the steps, and surprisingly, there were yet more mechanisms inside.

He sniffed the air and could still smell the scent of poison. The odor of the medicine must have been concocted by Madam Tong. Even a Qi Realm enthusiast, if not careful, would be severely wounded by it.

After navigating two flights of stairs, he arrived underground and saw An Chenyu sitting coldly in front of a candlelit desk, and Su Ningyu was cracking melon seeds on the chair beside her...

In the dungeon, a man was bound to a wooden frame, his body bloody and far from the "handsome" Madam Tong had described.

A muscular brute with a fierce and ghastly face was fervently wielding a whip in the dungeon.

Upon hearing footsteps, An Chenyu turned her head, freezing like Madam Tong did at the sight of the arriving man. However, without showing any excitement, she simply stood up and nonchalantly said, "Continue the interrogation."

The muscular brute, as if receiving an imperial edict, respectfully uttered, "Yes!"

Then he swung his arm and began whipping fiercely once more, shouting as he lashed, "Talk! Speak up! Say it!"

An Chenyu straightened up, dusted off her skirt, and walked toward Song Cheng.

Su Ningyu, meanwhile, abandoned the melon seeds, dusted off her hands, and leaped toward him, crying out, "Song!"

Song Cheng embraced Su Ningyu but did not show partiality; he turned to An Chenyu and said, "Sister An, thank you for your hard work."

An Chenyu said, "Let’s talk upstairs."

Song Cheng said, "I will interrogate him."

An Chenyu obediently nodded her head.

Song Cheng said, "You all go up first."

An Chenyu replied, "We will do as the master says."

The muscular man immediately stopped his actions, dusted off his hands, ran out of the cage, respectfully saluted the group, and then hurriedly went upstairs.

An Chenyu, Su Ningyu, and the others also left.

Song Cheng entered the cage and looked at the man in front of him named Yin Mingzong, his flesh bloody and raw, feeling not a trace of pity, only anger.

This man, or rather the power behind this man, had actually taken the opportunity to stretch their hands toward his family...

They had truly crossed his bottom line.

He gazed at Yin Mingzong.

Yin Mingzong, who had been slumping, suddenly lifted his head, his eyes deep, indifferently meeting his gaze.

Above this man’s head floated two sets of numbers:

[Strength: 0 (700 (1280)) ~ 0 (1400 (2560))]

[Favorability: 40]

The former was yet another fresh number.

Song Cheng briefly discerned the number, understanding that at this moment, Yin Mingzong was possessed, and the entity possessing him was severely injured and had not yet recovered, just like the "Arhat" with the ferocious ghost mask he encountered before.

Yin Mingzong suddenly uttered in a hoarse voice, "Song Cheng, you just got back, huh?"

Song Cheng fixed his gaze on him and said, "When I came back has nothing to do with you."

Yin Mingzong said, "You killed the followers of the Human Skin Ghost, didn’t you?"

Song Cheng firmly shook his head and said seriously, "Although I have no idea what you’re talking about, I didn’t kill anyone."

"Not you who killed them?" Yin Mingzong wondered.

"I swear." Song Cheng raised his hand, swore a venomous oath, and then looked at him and said, "You’re not Yin Mingzong. Who are you?"

In his eyes, Yin Mingzong seemed to ponder, looking up again only to feel that the man in front of him was honest and angry, as if he really had been wronged. Maybe his late return was simply due to other delays.

"You deliberately misplaced the Golden Coffin."

"Yes, I wanted to see who would steal the Rotten Poison Ghost’s Golden Coffin. But this time, I miscalculated. The Golden Coffin disappeared, and despite my search, I failed to find the thief..." Song Cheng said coldly, "Is that you? What are you planning to do?"

The answer was perfect.

Yin Mingzong seemed finally persuaded and conceded, "You’re not yet qualified to know."

After that, he asked coldly, "Why won’t you come to the Central Plains? The vast lands there, don’t they tempt you? I’ve heard of your leadership in commanding troops.

Come over to our side.

The trend of the world is such that what stays apart eventually comes together, and what has been united for long must fall apart.

The winds are changing rapidly today. If you join us, you could very well contend for sovereignty."

This bizarre invitation left Song Cheng stunned.

Didn’t the topic of conversation shift too abruptly?

But Song Cheng had a quick mind and, upon reflection, he decided... to share his hardships.

You have expectations, I have difficulties. You offer benefits, I’ll see through your benefits who you are, what you want to do.

That’s... reasonable, isn’t it?