Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 360 - 199, 200. Indifferent to the outside, laughter

His gaze was intense.

Song Cheng said, "The places father went to, you can’t go there for now."

Song An heaved a light sigh and said no more.

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Days later, the ministers were surprised to find the Emperor’s enthusiasm during court much more intense than usual.

But Song Cheng no longer revealed his true identity.

He knew that everyone in the Imperial Capital treated "King Song" with the sa monotonous attitude, which was utterly uninteresting. This taste of glory was amusing at first, but beca tedious with familiarity.

Over the years, with the support of the top resources, both An Chenyu and Tong Jia had reached the peak of the Qi Realm, with no further advancent.

Song Cheng personally formulated a secret dicine, elevating both of them, along with Ying, Song An, Zhao Hua, and even Ting’s friend Ding Yuan to the Pseudo-Profound Realm, adding thirty years to their lives.

With these added three decades, plus the three decades gained from the Qi Realm itself, it was enough for them to survive until he reached the step of becoming a Mountain God.

Apart from this, he also frequently shared tender monts with Sister An, Tong Jia, and Yu.

Sister An was obsessed with power.

Tong Jia was obsessed with alchemy.

Yu, hearing from Song Cheng that he was planning to take Song Mo north, also thought of going along but was turned down by Song Cheng, who asked her to seriously concentrate on cultivation with her sister.

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Ti quickly passed, and it was soon the next spring.

Song Cheng, along with Madam Tong and Sister An, enjoyed the flowers. Song Changjian, along with a bunch of grandchildren, were following behind, each showing off their divine skills in hopes of getting noticed by their mysterious and profound grandfather.

The crown prince had not yet been decided, and there was a hidden tenseness among them.

Song Cheng was also helpless.

If it weren’t for Sister An’s insistence, he wouldn’t have wanted these youngsters following them.

But Sister An liked the excitent, liked being surrounded.

Power truly was the best costic; now, Sister An was glowing all over.

Song Cheng didn’t like the noise, but he did like the glowing Sister An.

After the flower viewing, a few days later Song Cheng planned to take advantage of the warming weather to depart.

That night, after An Chenyu was completely exhausted, he embraced her from behind once more and whispered this plan into her ear.

If Ting were still young, An Chenyu would definitely have been entirely against it a hundred, a thousand tis over, but now... Ting had grown up, and An Chenyu had smoothly transitioned from the role of a "mother" to that of "Empress Dowager."

She did not refuse.

Yu was the sa.

So, in June, Song Cheng, directly with the five won, left.

The reason it was called the five won, was because apart from Ting, there were Mo, Ling, Ying, and Ding Yuan.

Ling, due to soul cultivation issues, also couldn’t cultivate, and Song Cheng was hoping to think of a way to prolong her life by keeping her close.

Song Cheng was a rather sentintal person.

For the won he had favored, he wouldn’t ruthlessly abandon them.

As for Ding Yuan, she was accompanying her big sister Ting.

Ying, on the other hand, was taking care of Mo.

The carriage was quite spacious and warm, with none of the five won speaking, just sitting silently, enduring the long journey.

Ying and Ling kept looking at the carriage curtains, glimpsing the man’s silhouette as the wind blew open the curtains, becoming fascinated each ti.

Won too were lustful, and for sisters Ying and Ling, this man was the only man in their eyes. It was a pity that they were seldom together, and when at ho, the man mostly took care of his wives; they hardly got their turn.

For a mont, the two won’s minds wandered.

Ding Yuan was leaning against big sister Ting.

Mo occasionally closed her eyes to rest, and at other tis cried out, "Yah, yah, yah."

On such a journey, the group soon arrived in the Barbarian Lands.

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In the Barbarian Lands, stationed on the prairies of Feather State, yellow skin tents were connected, stretching as far as the eye could see, cattle and sheep everywhere, grazing under the late spring, early sumr clouds...

Farther away, groups of Demon Beasts ran past, mixing an inexplicable nace.

The thunderous footsteps, such as little Mo in the deep palace had never heard before, now alard by the approaching rush outside, waved his little fists, shouting, "Wolf, wolf, wolf..."

Those were twin-headed giant wolves, also the most common Demon Beast among the Barbarian Tribes.

Previously, Song Cheng saw Demon Beasts rely as Demon Beasts, but now he was already able to deduce from them — the north must have a "Seal" or an "Extre Yang Place," because without such places, Demon Beasts cannot form on a large scale.

Seeing Mo’s eyes light up, Song Cheng was also happy.

This trip was not only a pursuit of a higher realm, to help his daughter extend her lifespan, but also a trip... for pleasure.

However, his good mood was quickly shattered.

There were very few people in the world who had truly seen the King Song, not to ntion these Barbarians. At that mont, a pair of Barbarians were patrolling, seeing a horse carriage approaching from a distance, they exchanged glances.

"Song people coming to trade again?"

"Why is there only one carriage?"

"Hey, go take a look."

Upon saying this, the Barbarians exchanged a glance, hiding a hint of greed before approaching fiercely with their Demon Beasts, quickly departing...

The two of them were keen enough not to foolishly tempt fate to the bitter end.