Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 274 - 155, 156. No matter how chaotic, it’s better t

"Then, let my Barbarian Tribes contribute to this benevolent act," laughed the Barbarian King heartily.

The monk sitting opposite him was the picture of grace and composure, with a fair and untroubled countenance, as if nothing in the world could disturb him.

The monk closed his eyes slightly.

In these days...

The Buddhist Sect had let Empress Dowager Feng carry out her death wish, then sheltered her;

The Buddhist Sect secretly invited Zhao Hua into the Imperial Capital, thereby sowing the seeds of chaos;

The Buddhist Sect also colluded with the Northern Barbarians, waiting for the mont when they would plunder the Imperial Capital and set off another upheaval, beyond the Six Towns;

Besides that, the Buddhist Sect had also contacted Song Cheng from Hanping Prefecture, waiting for him to form an alliance with the Xiao Family, thus... the third seed of chaos in the south would be sown.

Worldwide turmoil was imminent.

And everyone was rely a pawn...

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Even though outside, the chaos was imnse, with hidden currents surging and whirlpools lying in wait within the calm, ready to engulf people at any ti,

Hanping Village remained utterly tranquil.

Song Cheng realized that his channels of information were far too limited, with nothing but the "Skull Double Fish Jade Pendant."

However, spies from the Yingui Association had already begun to arrive in place and were preparing to disguise themselves as refugees and head south...

To distinguish them from the Tiangang Camp of the Yingui Association, these spies were from the Yingui Association’s Divine Wind Gate.

The ntor of Tiangang Camp was Song Cheng.

And the master of Divine Wind Gate was an extrely mysterious figure.

No one knew who he was, whether male or female, or where he resided, because even the Association’s president was deeply secretive about this individual.

That person had only one code na—North Fall Sect.

If Song Cheng was the most powerful person in the Yingui Association, then North Fall Sect was the most mysterious.

And this most mysterious individual had bestowed a "blessing" upon every spy of the Divine Wind Association—a creature that could communicate with them.

Most of these creatures were birds.

These birds could talk, could see, could communicate with you, and could even help you with tasks...

For a spy, what could be more convenient than this gift?

At that mont, Song Cheng glanced at the mysterious four-year-old "North Fall Sect," watched her babble "Daddy" childishly, and then returned to his ditative retreat.

In everyone’s eyes, his main task now was to study the Three-Tail Technique of the "Nine-Tailed Fox Spirit Sutra" with Su ngzhen.

He was the ceiling of the Yingui Association’s power.

The stronger he was, the safer everyone would be.

He entered the secret chamber.

Moonlight poured in, revealing Su ngzhen, clad in protective garnts, ditating under the moonlight coming from the skylight, as if perceiving sothing.

Having survived the Reappear Calamity, her Divine Soul had significantly increased in strength, so it was necessary to cultivate by moonlight, a process requiring countless repetitions until the Divine Soul was saturated and three tails erged.

Afterward, the body had to be nourished in return to cultivate the Three-Tailed Fox Fire, a process that, even for a monstrous talent, would take at least twenty years to master.

Su ngzhen was prepared for long-term cultivation, which was why she ca here.

For a Longevity Species, a re two decades were not long...

Yet, even for those with monstrous talents, the cultivation process typically required much longer.

Song Cheng glanced at his elder sister-in-law and sat down under another skylight, cross-legged, basking in the moonlight, circulating his Dharma thod, but his mind pondered the "Xuan-level B."

What kind of Realm was that?

How was one to break through to that Realm?

Up to this point, both the legacy of the Su Family and his own experience had reached their limits.

The path ahead, he feared, was known only to the Buddhist Sect’s Arhats or the Saint Heavenly Buddha.

After all, the Buddhist Sect seed to lurk behind the scenes in this land, standing a level higher than the Noble Families.

As he thought, he glanced again at the elder sister-in-law beside him and felt it was all like a dream.

Since that day by the mountain spring, when he closed his eyes and enjoyed himself, his elder sister-in-law acted as though nothing had happened. Even though they were both in the secret chamber for cultivation, their interaction was respectful, appropriate, without the slightest overstepping.

However, the swaying floral juices beneath the table, the wildness crawling over the soft green grass, the cathartic confession before death in the infinitely tall tower of deep cold, and the extre licentiousness and charm in the mountain spring were all imnsely magnified in her dignified, proper, and even conservative noble deanor.

This extre contrast made it irresistible for anyone and impossible not to be moved.

Song Cheng was moved as well.

But he enjoyed this feeling and even cherished it.

Thus, he willingly followed the elder sister-in-law’s rules, because... it was a rare experience.

There were many won in the world, but bad won like the elder sister-in-law... it was his first encounter.

Attaining a woman was easy, but eting soone like Su ngzhen... was extrely difficult.

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Note: Worked out, muscles are sore, even my brain is stiff, hence only this much written...