Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy
Chapter 287 - 163, 164. Dharma Aspect, Mysterious Turtle Swallows Arhat, Coming Next (Big Chapter of Ten Thousand Characters - Subscribe Requested)

Chapter 287: 163, 164. Dharma Aspect, Mysterious Turtle Swallows Arhat, Coming Next (Big Chapter of Ten Thousand Characters - Subscribe Requested)

Song Cheng walked in his own courtyard, familiar scenes and the bustling sounds brought him peace, yet... matters concerning the Xiao Family were bound to change everything.

What should he do?

As he was thinking, he saw Ting wrapped in a fluffy cotton coat, sitting on a high stool under the eaves, painting the snow.

The little girl was nearly six years old, with a clean face and distinctly black and white eyes, but her gaze held a maturity and gloom that did not belong to her age...

As a member of the "North Fall Sect" of the Yingui Association, she had seen countless things and heard countless stories over the year.

Each of the scattered spies was her eyes and ears.

Compared to her, An... was just an extraordinarily ordinary little boy.

Song Cheng’s suspicion was confirmed.

Ting... was actually his and Miss An, Drowning Ghost, Human Skin Ghost’s common daughter.

Due to her congenital condition, she underwent a terrifying transformation, turning into a freak no one had ever seen before.

An, however, was just his son with Madam Tong.

It was entirely a matter of sequence.

If he had first had An with Madam Tong, then it would have been An painting here now, not Ting.

But is it really good...

to be a freak?

Can it really be good for anyone who has witnessed and been involved in so much darkness, death, bloodshed, and conspiracy?

Song Cheng quietly approached and glanced at Ting’s painting from behind.

The snow, while appearing serene and beautiful, also emitted a twist...

He paused for a moment.

Ting felt his presence, turned her head, called out "Daddy", then continued her painting.

Song Cheng approached, naturally placed his hands on her shoulders from behind, and smiled, "Are you painting the snow?"

Ting suddenly said, "Daddy, come and paint with me."

Song Cheng said, "I have some urgent matters to discuss with your mother, but once I have resolved them, I will definitely spend time painting with you."

"Alright, Daddy," Ting obediently responded, then turned her head back and continued her painting.

Song Cheng glanced around and asked, "Why is no one with you?"

Ting said, "No, there are a lot of people with me."

Song Cheng knew his daughter was referring to the row of "1~1" things on the roof and the clumps of data in the "1~10" range in the snow.

As if to show she was not alone, little white birds poked their heads out from under the eaves, and several White Snakes raised their heads from the snow, hissing.

Song Cheng was silent for a while, then smiled and tousled her hair, saying, "I promise, I will find the time to paint with you, travel north to south, painting everywhere."

"Alright, Daddy," Ting’s obedience was terrifying.

Song Cheng moved forward, searched around, and finally found Miss An deep in thought in front of various pieces of information.

Ling, meanwhile, was writing furiously at her side, organizing the messy doodles beside her.

"Husband."

Miss An looked up.

"Son-in-law."

Ling also looked up.

Song Cheng said, "I haven’t been managing the inner household affairs, how come Ting is painting alone outside?"

An Chenyu said, "Your daughter is the Demon Lord of Mayhem, she scares away anyone who approaches. You ask Ling."

Ling nodded repeatedly, saying, "Earlier this year, the miss created snakes that had toxins, so many snakes surrounded her, scaring anyone who approached her, An even wet his pants."

Lingxue’s family raises snakes and usually isn’t scared... but the miss deliberately frightened her, so she also ran away crying. Now, besides Miss An, Fox Immortal Su, and the son-in-law, she won’t let anyone near her."

The air suddenly grew quiet...

Song Cheng looked at An Chenyu.

An Chenyu too, looked at him stubbornly with tired eyes.

Song Cheng waved his hand, and Ling understood to walk away, then considerately closed the door.

The silence deepened, outside the door and the windows, the sound of falling snow and blowing wind became clearer...

An Chenyu forcefully slapped the documents in front of her, and Song Cheng quickly stepped forward.

Just as Miss An seemed about to say something, he moved behind her, placed his hands on her shoulders, and gently massaged them, saying, "Sister An, you’ve worked hard."

An Chenyu was suddenly at a loss for words.

Feeling those hands, she spoke softly, "I thought you would blame me for using our daughter as a tool."

Song Cheng said, "If anyone is to blame, it’s me. Initially, it was you who forbade her from painting, yet I insisted on it..."

An Chenyu said, "The spies of the Yingui Association have already spread out completely, from Prefectural City, to State City, even to the Imperial Capital... no one can detect Ting among those little animal spies.

It’s because of Ting that our spies could spread so quickly.

Without Ting, the Yingui Association would be significantly weakened... this is not only for my ambition but also for the security of our home today.

We are like blind people in the Northern Lands, unable to see or hear the outside world, only a Yingui Association like this exists, I... we..."

"I understand, Sister An."

Song Cheng embraced her from behind, his voice soft, "You’ve worked hard, and so has Ting."

"A lion cannot be raised as a cat, nor can a hawk be said to be loved if kept in a cage..."

"Ting is no ordinary girl, so... she needs to adapt to her own differences."

"Even if the process is more arduous and twisted than that of ordinary children, she ought to face it... We as parents aren’t here to hinder her, but to help her as much as possible."

"I understand, I... will properly guide her, analyze each situation with her, so she doesn’t become extreme or succumb to strong obsessions..." An Chenyu murmured, "Which child, only five or six years old, watches dead people, conspiracies, and darkness every day?"