Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 154 - 105, 106. Six Towns Rebellion, Song Cheng Behi

He clenched his fingers!

Crack!

The sword qi shattered!

The handso man: ???

A thought of "impossible" flooded his mind.

anwhile, Song Cheng looked up.

Style Four, Nightmare Spell.

If Shadowless was fast, then the Nightmare Spell was not only fast but also brought with it a certain indescribable twist and dreaminess.

In that instant, the blind Ghost Servant felt an overwhelming murderous aura surge over, struggling to resist, his hand, originally poised to draw his sword, slowly drooped down.

Song Cheng strolled to his side and casually slayed him with a sword.

The handso man hurriedly stopped dancing.

The invisible Ghost Servants and the two dicinal Humans all recovered and attacked Song Cheng from all directions.

Style Five, Cloud Trace.

Song Cheng drew his blade.

This strike was strange.

It did not slash forward or backward but cut a circle of mist around him.

Every wisp of mist was Blade Qi.

The blade light delayed, expanding violently like clouds.

It was Blade Qi, but also "clouds made of blades."

When the youth unleashed this strike, it appeared as though he stood amidst the clouds.

The two invisible Ghost Servants and the two dicinal Humans touched the blade mist and instantaneously faced dismbernt, their bodies neatly sliced into hundreds of pieces in mid-air, blood spraying everywhere, and the supernatural grave soil and white wax scattering all around.

"Sowhat interesting, but not much," remarked Song Cheng.

The battle with these two Ghost Servants and four dicinal Humans barely served as practice for him, allowing him to deepen his understanding of his own moves’ power.

But that was all...

His strikes were not ant to kill, but rather to see the effectiveness of his own techniques.

He scanned the Deduction Probability again.

No doubling.

Clearly, "martial arts deduction" encouraged "gradual improvent over the flow of ti" rather than achieving everything at once. Therefore, after reaching the Profound Level, the conditions for doubling the deduction probability beca increasingly stringent.

Song Cheng rembered that when he was at Yellow Level Grade C and B, any casual spar could double the probability.

But now, after dealing with these six experts, there was no improvent.

If he really wanted to improve, he needed to find soone with similar strength.

After killing the six, he looked toward the handso man.

He understood.

This man, he could not kill.

Killing him would only destroy a husk, as the man could simply move into another.

anwhile, as the handso man watched the young man rise and swoop, killing his carefully prepared subordinates with a single strike each, he had already forgotten to breathe, coldly watching the scene unfold.

Years of effort, just destroyed like that?!

Why?

However, his mindset was excellent, and he quickly snapped out of it, realizing there was nothing he could do. So, as the young man in the ordinary disciple’s attire from Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple approached, he let out a weary sigh and asked, "Who are you?"

Song Cheng said, "Can’t you tell by my clothes?"

The handso man’s eyes twinkled and he said, "Song Cheng, you didn’t go to Northern Snow State."

Song Cheng: ???

Alright, alright.

Being behind the scenes, he does have so brains.

The next mont, the handso man suddenly used an extrely enticing tone: "Song Cheng, you are indeed a distinguished figure under the heavens..."

Song Cheng raised his hand and said, "Stop right there. I’m not Song Cheng; you’ve really guessed wrong."

The handso man: ???

Song Cheng glanced at his own panel and the Longevity talent, then raised his hand and swore solemnly, "If I am Song Cheng, may my cultivation never advance in this life, no matter how I practice, not even by half a step!"

Having said that, he squatted down and sincerely said, "Alright, let’s be frank with each other."

The handso man’s expression was somber as he said, "You’re really not Song Cheng. Then, what do you want to do?"

Song Cheng said, "I’m just curious about what you want to do. If it’s not bad, then I plan to join you."

After speaking, he casually glanced at the killed Ghost Servants and dicinal Humans and said, "Killing this trash serves as proof of my strength for joining."

The handso man eagerly said, "Longevity, I am after Longevity!

No one can refuse Longevity, even if it’s just a slight delay to one’s life span, it’s worth it!

Since you are not Song Cheng, you must be from a Noble Family then.

Being from a Noble Family, you didn’t remain sleeping in the Ice Coffin but walked out of it, which ans your ti is almost up, and you’re seeking a slim chance of survival! Isn’t that right?!"

Song Cheng said, "Hmm, hmm."

The handso man said, "Join in infiltrating Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple. There, Ningyu is badly injured and recovering. She will never expect anyone could extract her soul from her husk! Just extract her soul, and afterwards, I have a way to achieve Longevity! I’ll teach you!"

Song Cheng said, "Tell now."

The handso man squinted at him and asked, "Which family are you from?"

Song Cheng said, "You first."

The air suddenly fell silent.

The two seed to be competing in patience.

Finally, the handso man sighed deeply because he truly didn’t have much ti left to live, and then said, "The Divine Soul originates from the body, and as the body withers, so does the lifespan co to an end, and the Divine Soul will also perish.

The only way is to coexist the Divine Soul with an evil spirit.

Evil spirits are Undying and Indestructible, and our Divine Soul can thus be Undying and Indestructible as well."

This matter, Fox Immortal Su had ntioned before.

Noble Family Divine Souls are inherently noble, and their layer of dark Grey mbrane makes it extrely difficult to destroy the Divine Soul of a Noble Family mber – even if possessed by an evil spirit, it might only "stick" and not be able to leave, but it would also endure imnse suffering as if in Endless Hell.

But he never thought that there were actually lunatics who, just to live a few more years, would go mad with the idea of "actively attaching to an evil spirit."

The handso man said, "I know what you’re worried about, but I have a way to lessen this pain. So, I need the Divine Soul of another Noble Family disciple as a prir. This ti, help ! I will definitely help you too!"

Song Cheng thought for a mont, then said, "Can the Divine Soul really attach to an evil spirit?"

The handso man vowed confidently, "Yes!"