Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 196 - 123, 124. Su Family Sisters, Song Cheng’s Terr

The little vixen looked at him with a mix of anger, joy, and a coquettish pout before letting out a hum of complaint, opening her little mouth, and eating the rice cake Song Cheng had brought her.

After eating, she tossed her chopsticks away and left...

Song Cheng then took the little vixen’s hand and they walked and ran through the streets, popping into any shop that wafted out a delicious scent.

The Northern Region Blade King was a big shot in Hanping Prefecture, high and mighty, indistinguishable to many people from the deities and Buddhas enshrined in temples.

By all accounts, Song Cheng should have been putting on airs.

But that was other people’s perception of him; why would he care, and why would he live as others expect?

Both he and the little vixen had constitutions far superior to ordinary people, so they could keep eating endlessly. Thus, throughout the day, the two of them ended up visiting dozens of restaurants.

Song Cheng also made a discovery.

If he were to describe his woman in one word:

Madam Tong was "spicy."

Sister An was "wise."

Ying was "cold."

Ling was "dramatic."

And... the little vixen was definitely "greedy."

She truly loved to eat; no wonder when they first t, under circumstances where nobody trusted each other, she was swayed by the long list of food he offered her.

As the sun set and the moon rose, Su Ningyu, having finished a skewer of at, asked, "Song, where shall we eat tonight?"

Song Cheng replied, "Chicken."

"Is it the beggar’s chicken from that Supre Taste Restaurant in the east of the city? I’ve only eaten that chicken with Ling’s stomach, I haven’t yet with my own," the little vixen muttered reluctantly.

"Let’s go there then," Song Cheng said, waving to call a carriage.

Today, he had co alone, single-handedly.

The trip from the west of the city to the east took quite so ti, even by carriage it was a good couple of hours’ journey.

The two feasted, stacking empty plates upon plates.

Finally, around midnight, Su Ningyu let out a satisfied burp, stretched, and said, "Ah, that’s comfortable."

Song Cheng then spoke softly, "Well then... how about we don’t... "

Having been quite bold with Ling’s body, Su Ningyu found herself being timid with her true self. She arrived with a fierce montum, but now she seed sowhat shy, so she interrupted him abruptly: "You... you, you, you..."

With a flirtatious roll of her eyes, she continued, "Do you know why I waited until so late to eat?"

Turning his head to look at the moon in the sky, Song Cheng asked, "Does Sister Su want to teach cultivation?"

Su Ningyu replied, "Exactly! Co, Song, pay the bill first and then follow . I’ll teach you ’Mysterious Heart Moon-Gazing Jue.’

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Alright, Sister Su."

Shortly after...

The two leaped onto rooftops and, after a few leaps and bounds, they reached the ridge of the highest building in the vicinity.

Brushing off so dust from the dark tiles, Su Ningyu sat down and began, "Listen carefully, Song. The key to the ’Mysterious Heart Moon-Gazing Jue’ lies in opening your body to receive the moonlight. Although ordinary people cannot do this, soone with an Innate Ghostly Soul can... thus and so... like this and that..."

She expounded extensively.

Song Cheng listened attentively.

After the ti it takes an incense stick to burn, Su Ningyu finished explaining and asked, "Do you understand?"

Song Cheng responded, "Sister Su, I would like to be with you. How about we skip this practice for tonight?"

The air suddenly fell silent...

The night breeze fluttered around.

Su Ningyu, changing the subject quickly, said, "Well... let’s make a bet."

"What bet?"

"If you can master the basics of ’Mysterious Heart Moon-Gazing Jue’ tonight, then for the rest of the ti, I... we... we can be together," she proposed.

"Is it that we can be together on the day I master it?"

"No, that’s just the condition for today," the little vixen said with a playful look, "what’s the matter, Song, don’t you dare take the challenge?"

Song Cheng replied, "I dare."

Without further ado, he sat cross-legged, pretending to ponder hard, hum and haw, make attempts and sigh, and sotis shake his head in frustration.

The little vixen sat beside him, earnestly giving directions and encouragent.

Su Ningyu didn’t understand why she felt this way herself.

When she wasn’t in her true form, she played so wildly with Song Cheng using Ling’s body, but now in her own, why was she feeling so nervous?

Too bad, Old Fox Song had already perfected the ’Mysterious Heart Moon-Gazing Jue.’ With just a bit of preliminary preparation, he released so of his power, took a deep breath, and began visualization, drawing in the moonlight into his body...

Suddenly, moonlight from all around twisted and surged towards him.

In just a mont, he stopped his actions.

Because the next part required using ’Mysterious Heart Moon-Gazing Jue’ to neutralize the ’poison’ of the moonlight.

And that step hadn’t co yet.

But Su Ningyu was already stunned.

To attract the moonlight like that was a sign of Entry Level mastery of ’Mysterious Heart Moon-Gazing Jue,’ but how could that be possible? It had only been a few days; how could Song have mastered it so quickly?

As she was still bewildered, Song Cheng had already swept her up in his arms.

Su Ningyu’s body trembled, but conceding to the bet, she nestled close to him.

Song Cheng went to a nearby property of the An Family, displayed his identity, entered the estate, and took a bath.

After he was ready, he lay on the bed while Su Ningyu fumbled with so silky garnts provided by the maid servants...

A long ti passed before the door was pushed open.

Song Cheng blew out the candle.

He felt like a traveler who had strayed into a dark forest, clutching a walking stick, and suddenly felt an evil wind on his face. When he looked up, he saw a fierce white tiger pouncing towards him.

The white tiger charged at him.

He swung his staff, creating a whooshing sound, and hit the tiger’s face repeatedly, making a loud smacking noise.

The tiger, unable to withstand the blows, turned and ran.

But he pursued the tiger bravely, climbing mountains and fording streams, gritting his teeth to reach the peak and then plunging into deep waters. Amid the babble of the brook, he located the white tiger once more.

This ti, he would not miss his chance.

With a staff stroke swift as lightning, he struck, and the tiger, caught off guard, was hit, splattering blood.