Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 90 - 80. Tong Jia Becomes an Apprentice Xuanwu Force

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Chapter 90: 80. Tong Jia Becomes an Apprentice, Xuanwu Force Physical Training (Subscribe Please)_2

Chapter 90: 80. Tong Jia Becomes an Apprentice, Xuanwu Force Physical Training (Subscribe Please)_2

This was a mixture of black and white?

As for the strength data, it was “0~0.”

The favorability was 80.

Such a level of favorability wouldn’t harm him.

Lady Zhushan came with sincerity.

Various thoughts flashed through Song Cheng’s mind. Before he even opened his mouth, Lady Zhushan already said, “Please close the door, tightly.”

She didn’t engage in any pleasantries, directly stating what she needed.

Song Cheng had known something about this lady for a long time. Without asking anything, he simply shut the door tightly.

“Please remove the black cloth,” Lady Zhushan added.

Song Cheng took it off.

“Open your eyes.”

Song Cheng opened them.

If, when the Ghost Tide first disappeared, his eyeball was “a small bean-sized focal black, hidden within the vast white of the eye,” it was now “a tiny dot.”

Extremely strange.

It was like the tip of a needle dipped in ink, softly dotting white paper.

As for his vision, what was once just blurry was now essentially completely blind.

“No wonder you went to the Thousand Treasures Pavilion to buy the Soul Strengthening Pill, it turns out you were afflicted by an evil spirit. I suppose that’s why there’s a rumor in Shanghe County that you can see through Ghost Servants,” Lady Zhushan commented.

And her favorability strangely increased to 90.

“I’m used to it,” Song Cheng replied indifferently, then wrapped the black cloth around again.

Lady Zhushan said, “So am I.”

Then she added, “I still need to conduct a test.”

“Okay.”

“Look up, look at me.”

Song Cheng complied.

In his eyes, the outline of a gray-faced woman suddenly appeared like a gray lotus opening in water. She shed her coat, revealing a slender waist wrapped in dark gauze, plump long legs, and crystal-clear little feet.

Her gray color leaned even closer to black, with black lines outlining a flawless contour.

This was a flawless woman, a nation-toppling beauty, with curves and lines full of feminine charm, alluring to any man’s divine soul.

“Am I beautiful?” Lady Zhushan asked, her voice enchanting, but her face expressionless, even cold.

The mottled fat face vanished, replaced by a visage that could make any man go mad.

“Beautiful,” Song Cheng praised, though his tone was flat, devoid of madness.

The air was silent for a moment.

Lady Zhushan covered herself again with a heavy coat. Then, without avoiding Song Cheng, she simply selected some ointment from a small medicine jar, rubbed it on her face, and transformed back into the previous pudgy face.

“We’re partners now.”

Lady Zhushan remarked.

Song Cheng secretly sighed in relief.

Lady Zhushan said, “You are partnering with me due to your mistress’s command, and I need an expert unaffected by my Illusionary Realm to cooperate with me.

Therefore, we came together.

You follow my orders only because it is your mistress’s command, not because of me.

Do you understand?”

She seemed to be making every effort to remove any association with any man.

“Therefore, I will only directly use commands when partnered, in emergencies, because there often isn’t time to explain many things.

But elsewhere, I won’t interfere with you, nor you with me.

Whether you sit and drink tea now or lie down and roll about, I won’t care.

As for the address, I’ll call you Little Song, since your master seems to address you this way.

This will help you get accustomed.”

Song Cheng’s expression was peculiar.

He said “Alright,” then sat down casually.

Lady Zhushan suddenly asked, “Little Song, you are a Guest Elder of the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall and participated in the battle at East City Pass. Do you think I’m a woman who knows nothing but wants to flee with Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple, is that it?”

Song Cheng said, “When everyone is fighting for their lives, someone has to stay behind as a backup.

So this isn’t fleeing, it’s foresight.

Actually…”

“We share the same ideals; I’m also seeking a way out”—before he finished, Lady Zhushan gently shook her head, interrupting, “Little Song, you’re wrong, I just never recognized this war from the start.

The Great Hall Master, Old Venom, all believe it’s an invasion of Barbarians, that their enemies are the Barbarians, and they want to fervently defeat the Barbarians.

But I know it’s not.

This is a war between humans and ghosts.

The fiercer the war, the more deaths there are.

The more deaths, the more likely it will bring forth even more terrifying evil spirits, making the next Ghost Tide even more horrifying.

Even though the Ghost Tide recedes, many Ghost Servants have hidden, especially those scattered Barbarians.

They come from the North, seemingly unscathed, but in reality… they’ve been infiltrated like a sieve.

We’re in the city, we have Soul Trainers, but the Barbarians don’t.

The Ghost Servants wish to use the Barbarians to move south, to cause chaos in the human world.

I… aim to expose them.

I’ve already found a prescription.

This prescription can make Ghost Servants manifest.

I want everyone to realize this, to understand that Ghost Servants have infiltrated many places…

We cannot war, we need unity.”

After saying this, she laughed self-deprecatingly, “But to say such things when the Northern Barbarians are invading, and the county is being slaughtered, even I find it ridiculous.

However, there’s no choice; Ghost Servants have memory, they know there are people like us among humans…

So, they’ll take us as their first targets.

The more of us who can see Ghost Servants die, the dimmer human vision becomes.

Everyone will kill each other to the death, whether it’s Dashang’s victory or the Northern Barbarians’ victory, it actually doesn’t matter.

What matters is… war is ongoing, famine is ongoing, death is ongoing.

They… don’t want the Northern Barbarians to win, nor do they want Dashang to win.

They want balance.

The small cavalry squads of the Northern Barbarians attacking are just scouts.

They are trying to gauge the city’s defenses, then… they will stab into the city like a dagger, attempting to kill us.

They… are almost here.

I’ve seen it.

Little Song, come with me to meet them.

Whether they are strong or weak, I do not know, but I won’t retreat.

My battlefield has always been different from others.

What I’m protecting isn’t just a Prefectural City, but more things.”

Her calm voice contained passion and fervor.

Song Cheng: ??????

He was bewildered, with a lump stuck in his throat.

“No, senior, hasn’t our Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple not moved a person?”

“Because our battlefield is not elsewhere, it is right here.”

Song Cheng: …

Alright.

Things cleared up.

Although the Taoist Temple Master of Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple had a quirky personality, they had no intention to flee.

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“Little Song, you seem a bit dejected?” Lady Zhushan was very perceptive, “Actually, you don’t need to worry. When my Illusionary Realm unfolds, the Ghost Servants will instantly become immobile. All you have to do is quickly move forward, one slash at a time, ensuring they are killed.

As for being ambushed, you also don’t need to worry.

I know where all those Ghost Servants are now, I’ll release false information, and we’ll go and wait in advance.”

That day, Lady Zhushan directly stayed at the An Residence, living in the courtyard next to Song Cheng.

The Medicinal Humans began a large relocation, and soon that courtyard was filled with an ancient, strange atmosphere.

It was styled like the boudoir of ancient noblewomen.

The bed was an opulent gold jade couch, though it looked like an artifact from over a thousand years ago…

The mirror, clothes rack, wardrobe, everything seemed like an ancient artifact.

And that night, Tong Jia went to Lady Zhushan’s residence to formally become her disciple.

And the Thousand Treasures Pavilion also signed a contract with Ruyi Commerce Chamber…

As for Song Cheng, becoming the partner of one of Hanping Prefecture’s Three Giants brought him many benefits.

Previously, he needed an Out of Body Divine Soul to stealthily view cultivation techniques, but not anymore.

Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple had a large family and great business. To cultivate Medicinal Humans, they gathered various cultivation techniques, compiled into a book, including many Power Techniques and Force Methods, all mixed into one book known as “Pearl Mountain Martial Code,” and even included a Form Technique called “Whale Swallowing Blue Sea Form.”

In the old days, this “Pearl Mountain Martial Code” could only be viewed by Medicinal Humans.

But Song Cheng had a special status, so a copy of the “Pearl Mountain Martial Code” was sent to him.

At night…

In the courtyard, Song Cheng sat in meditation, while Ling held a book, reading it word by word under the moonlight.

With Lady Zhushan present, he naturally couldn’t casually let his Divine Soul out of his body.

Ling read all night, listening as Song Cheng’s muscles and bones hummed like thunder on the horizon, a faint buzzing sound.

This was the Core Rectification of the Force Method, the ultimate state of the Force Realm.

A night passed.

Ling yawned incessantly.

Song Cheng, however, was in peak condition.

He glanced at the panel.

In the [Cultivation Technique] section, “Xuanwu True Force (9 Force) (Yellow Level Grade C) (Perfect)” had disappeared, replaced by “Xuanwu Body (Perfect).”