Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 164 - 109, 110, Chaos like fire, Song Cheng leads th

So, he responded faintly, "Explore further."

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In the blink of an eye, another two months had passed.

The temperature had suddenly risen, the scorching sun shining on the earth, cicadas chirping and frogs croaking, finally there was the vitality of the human world.

Two months passed.

Song Cheng had beco a "god" in the eyes of the soldiers of the Tiger and Leopard Camp.

Why?

Because Song Cheng had once again equipped the camp with "Force Realm Warriors" and "Form Realm dicinal Humans."

During the training process, he had integrated these two types of masters, who absolutely could not be integrated into the Military Montum, into it.

The soldiers couldn’t see the "Military Montum," but they could feel a mysterious surge in morale, their hearts filled with a thought of being invincible in battle.

On the other side, Song Cheng’s "True Form of Xuanwu" was finally cultivated to the ultimate level, his whole body’s Gang Qi completely connected, and his "Form Realm" was also trained to its limit.

The ultimate "True Force" and "True Form" allowed the youth’s power nad "Xuanwu Body" to leap upwards, transforming into "Xuanwu True Body."

His strength data also increased from "374~748" to "419~838".

This data, compared to those of the Noble Families, was still a little lacking, but... was almost at the sa level.

Song Cheng’s next goal was to integrate himself into the Military Montum of the Tiger and Leopard Camp as well.

The sumr was blazing hot.

That day, Song Cheng was pondering under a willow tree when a ssenger soldier approached from a distance.

"Report~~~"

"General, the Rebel Army of the Six Towns continues to move south, having occupied three prefectures of the East Sea State.

The royal decree from the Imperial City has been updated, stating that anyone who can defeat the enemy can be granted a noble title, recognize the reclaid land, marry into the Imperial Family, and receive a Divine Weapon."

It is said that the Imperial Family consists of two major powers: the Divine Arms Hall and the Star-Viewing Tower, and a Divine Weapon naturally is a masterpiece of the Divine Arms Hall; the previously ntioned Huntian Poqi Crossbow is likely one of these Divine Weapons.

Even the worn-out arrows fired from such a Divine Weapon could beco the weapons used by Song Cheng before, which shows its power.

However, Song Cheng was curious, "Can’t the Imperial Family take action themselves, why issue such a decree, or is there so insider story behind this?"

"Explore further."

He waved his hand.

Then he stood up and walked towards the training ground of the Tiger and Leopard Camp, followed by four people in armor—Zhao Hua, Ying, and two children from the Barbarian King family.

The youth in Mysterious Armor suddenly drew his sword and shouted, "Boys, comnce training!"

He intended to integrate himself into the Military Montum as soon as possible.

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Such efforts continued for a full two months.

A whole sumr had passed.

Autumn had arrived.

The scorching air had suddenly dispersed, and the air was tinged with coldness.

It was only early autumn, yet the leaves were turning yellow rapidly.

That day, Song Cheng finally succeeded in integrating himself into the Military Montum.

In addition, he had integrated twenty Form Realm dicinal Humans, a hundred Force Realm Warriors, and broke into the Form Realm with Ying and Zhao Hua, along with two apprentices.

At that mont, he stood at the forefront of the battle formation, slightly tilted his head, and scanned the interconnected data.

Data surged like waves, intertwining with each other.

There were tens, dozens, over a hundred, including Song Cheng’s own "419~838"...

These data points kept intersecting, and in their intersections, other, higher data points erged.

Song Cheng gazed into the distance, suddenly roared, "Form up!!"

A surge of murderous intent briefly dispersed, data fluctuating intensely.

The frequency of high-value data generation accelerated, and the maximum values surged higher...

And at a certain mont, in an instant, at one point, it hit the peak: 1294~1713!!

In that instant of reaching the peak, all soldiers felt their spirits tremble wildly as if a magical resonance had occurred, feeling as though a Heavenly God had possessed them, endowing them with inexhaustible strength.

Ying, Zhao Hua, and the two apprentices looked up to Song Cheng with admiration and fervor.

Because...

All this strength ultimately converged on Song Cheng.

This was the mont of ntal concentration and unity, requiring a commanding officer to possess extrely high personal prestige.

Even so, this data was fleeting, imdiately plumting, then starting to converge elsewhere into other data points.

Military forces are like water; they never retain the sa shape, using the powerful aspects of Military Montum to engage the enemy is already considered elite generals of this era.

As for Song Cheng who could glimpse the "peak" and seize that mont... it was indescribable.

That day, Song Cheng equipped himself with a great bow and raised his bow training schedule.

Having done this,

he returned ho again.

Sister An’s belly was already quite large, and judging by the ti, it was only a few days until the birth.

Though it was only early autumn now, the weather was unusually cold early.

An Chenyu was sitting in a bamboo-crafted hanging basket, cradling her belly in front of a pine-scented stove, gently rocking...

The hanging basket made a soft creaking noise, accompanied by the crackling sound of burning charcoal.

The surroundings were quiet, the light was warm, and the atmosphere was soothing.

Song Cheng removed his cold armor, changed into casual clothes, washed off the sweat and dust from his body, and then entered the house to embrace Sister An’s belly, gently leaning his face against it.

Her belly suddenly bulged, gently sliding over Song Cheng’s face.

Song Cheng couldn’t help but laugh.

This feeling was very magical.

He extended his fist, gently aligning it with Sister An’s belly.

The next ti it bulged, he touched it carefully and gently with his fist, as if fist-bumping the soon-to-be-born baby through the belly.