Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 138 - 99, 100. Traveling a thousand miles to bid far

Ding ding!

The blade struck the hard shell, sounding as if soone was whipping iron armor with white paper.

Song Cheng lifted the ghostly thing with his right hand, examining it curiously.

anwhile, the ghostly thing launched into a frenzied attack.

However, every attack seed like a child trying to tickle an adult clad in iron armor.

’How exactly does it beco invisible?’ Song Cheng wondered.

As for the ghostly thing, Song Cheng was initially astonished, but now he had co to understand it.

Fox Immortal Su had said, "Intelligent, wise Ghost Servants are not scary at all. It’s when they lose their reason and beco chaotic that the true terror erges."

So, even though so many people have died this year, the Ghost Tide hasn’t co yet. Could it be because it’s fernting these more "high tier" Ghost Servants?

Then the power of invisibility... Could that belong to the realm of Trickery Technique?

Ding ding ding!

Ding ding ding!

The Four Blade Ghost Servant suddenly unleashed its "ultimate move". Its body twisted all over, moving as lightly as a whirlwind, its blades whirring like a at grinder. The surrounding soil was caught in a tempest, and the ground bore inch deep, fish scale-like cuts.

But these sword lights had no effect whatsoever on Song Cheng.

A layer of Gang Qi, brimming with energy, bubbled out from within him, easily neutralizing these attacks.

However, when Song Cheng looked down, he discovered his belt was nearly cut through.

Thus, Song Cheng stopped observing. Pinching the Ghost Servant’s hand, he "crack crack" casually snapped it off, then broke its legs, pulled off the remaining hand, and seeing that it wasn’t thoroughly dead yet, he clenched his fist and hamred it down on the head.

Boom!

The head burst.

Ghost Servant, dead!

Song Cheng examined the composition of this body.

This was a mixture of "flesh, graveyard soil, white wax, and blade."

His eyeballs moved, and without hesitation, he left. He quickly went around to a forested area, watching the spot where the Ghost Servant’s remains lay. After waiting a long ti without anyone approaching or any abnormalities occurring with the Ghost Servant, he finally went back.

Thinking it might be useful to the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple, Song Cheng tore off his outer robe, then packed up these materials, and retied his belt. Carrying the large bundle, he began to head back to the city.

However, his mood was rather solemn.

Two points.

First,

A Qi Realm Ghost Servant capable of becoming invisible was enough to kill the "Northern Region Blade King", at least in theory.

This ant that the assassination had been "asured".

So entity had evaluated his apparent strength, then dispatched a Ghost Servant capable of killing him to assassinate him. And this entity also knew he was leaving the city today.

If they didn’t kill him this ti, would there be a next ti?

If they couldn’t kill him, would they think of striking at Madam Tong, Sister An first?

As for coincidence?

Song Cheng didn’t quite believe it.

"No way, no way, I’ve been so low-key, and yet soone still wants to kill ? Or is this just a beheading strategy by an intelligent Ghost Servant?"

Second,

It was the first ti he found two types of "Supernatural Elents" inside a Ghost Servant—graveyard soil, white wax.

Before, it had always been just one type.

What did this an?

...

...

That evening...

"My lord, she truly did co." Miss An gently caressed the young man’s eyes and said softly, "So beautiful."

Song Cheng said, "She didn’t stay. Perhaps mortal and ghost are different paths, and it’s no longer possible to communicate thoughts with each other.

I hope she is well.

I always feel that Yune hasn’t purely turned into an evil spirit.

Besides resentnt and destruction, there must be other things in her heart.

Moreover, my eyes still derive their power from her.

If she becos stronger, I will too."

"It’s a pity; if Yune could sit down and chat with us, maybe we could help her." Miss An sighed softly, while also gently rubbing her belly.

Though her abdon was not yet noticeably protruding, a small life was growing within.

Song Cheng instinctively leaned slightly to press against her belly, feeling the life pulsating within, as if listening to a fresh green sprout breaking through the soil.

"Tomorrow, I’ll take you to Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple."

Song Cheng suddenly said.

Miss An was a bit taken aback, then smiled compliantly, "Alright, you’ve always said I was busy before, and now Jia is the one who’s swamped. It would be lovely to gather at her temple."

Song Cheng wanted to ntion the "Qi Realm Four Blade Ghost Servant" he had encountered that day, but he stopped short when the words reached his lips.

Pregnant won need peace and rest.

He would handle these external threats.

If it were anything else, that would be one thing, but this ghostly thing could beco invisible.

He was genuinely worried now.

So, starting today, he would keep his wife by his side, just in case.

...

...

The next day.

The carriage stopped at Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple.

Song Cheng helped Miss An up Pearl Mountain to the temple, with Ying and Ling following behind them.

Perhaps out of habit, he still wore black cloth over his eyes.

Soon, disciples of Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple invited the couple into the inner chamber to rest for a while. Madam Tong then rushed over in a flurry, with a... "escaped princess who wasn’t caught" kind of beauty.

"My lord! Sister An!"

Madam Tong appeared thrilled, "How co you’re here?"

Song Cheng said, "Not just here, we’re going to stay at your place."

Madam Tong cheerfully ordered soone to prepare rooms.

After she busied herself for a while and returned, Song Cheng pulled her aside to ask, "Do you enjoy these days?"

Madam Tong "tch" disdainfully, saying, "I want to help you. I can’t just be a little country girl who does nothing while you’re the Second Master Song of Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, the Northern Region Blade King of Hanping Prefecture, can I?

I... want to follow in your footsteps, not get left too far behind."

Song Cheng was taken aback by such a response, and said, "I really don’t mind."

Madam Tong said, "But I do."