Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 5 - 5. Climbing the tower in one leap, the Yin Soul

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"Yellow Level, Grade D?"

"Pagoda Visualization thod?"

Song Cheng's heart blossod with joy, yet he was also filled with confusion.

Was this world truly the world of "Endless Hell"?

If it was, why hadn't he heard of the "Pagoda Visualization thod" skill, and in the world of "Endless Hell," players leveled up to a cap of 60, but now there appeared a "Yellow Level, Grade D."

As a few thoughts passed through his mind, he shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it, and quickly added the "1" remaining point to the "Pagoda Visualization thod."

A sensation of long ditation surged, bringing a slight sense of peace to his heart, yet there was no fundantal change.

"I can only wait until night.

Tong Jia will have to endure another hard night."

Song Cheng stood up, grabbing a hardwood stick and began to knock here and there.

Each knock sent pale ripples through his ink-black world, representing the spread of sound.

New white sketches replaced the original impressions, like constantly clicking "refresh" on a computer screen nad "space."

After several knocks, Song Cheng sat under the eaves and picked up an axe to chop wood.

After a stick of incense, he had chopped six logs, feeling a bit out of breath. He rested briefly before going to do laundry.

The snowlt these days saved the effort of fetching or buying water.

He took the soapberries harvested in early autumn and began to wash the few clothes.

Those in the basin were left by Tong Jia. If she wanted to wash by the riverside outside, she would go herself. Leaving them inside ant Song Cheng could wash them.

As he washed, Song Cheng suddenly touched a slick piece of satin.

His heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

It was the landlady's satin pouch...

Previously, he'd never washed this before, but now the landlady clearly held no reservations with him.

After all, they had done everything, and she had given him her first ti, so what was left to hide?

...

...

As night fell.

The newly dried quilt still carried the scent of frost and snow, but within the tightly wrapped bundle, two figures moved in unison.

In the pitch-black world, the ethereal figure appeared pale.

Yet the gentle hums and the warmth they shared made the pale world vibrant.

After a long ti...

The normally "fierce" landlady lay soft in the blind youth's embrace, pointed at his forehead, and tiredly smiled, saying, "Good man, you do know how to care for your wife."

Song Cheng was also out of breath, his physical condition was too poor.

The landlady seed to sense his situation, gently holding him, saying, "Let's hurry up next ti, okay?"

Song Cheng replied, "I can't be exhausted."

The landlady giggled, "Stubborn."

Song Cheng was unconvinced.

A long ti later...

Song Cheng panted heavily, exhausted.

"Has anything happened in the village these days?"

"Not in the village, but outside there's been sothing."

"What happened?"

"Well, since the snow started to lt, the road from the village to the county is barely passable.

Usually, the rice sellers from the county should have arrived, but they haven't.

This evening, I went outside and heard people say the rice seller seed to have run into bandits."

"Bandits?"

Song Cheng suddenly tensed.

Without saying, if bandits entered the village and reached Rejuvenation Hall, he and Tong Jia wouldn't stand a chance.

Even ard, his ability was just 1, and Tong Jia's was 2.

At that ti, he would surely die, and Tong Jia would likely be captured and taken to the camp, facing a dire fate.

Tong Jia sensed his tension, saying, "Don't worry, there are still so lads in the village. With sickles and rakes in hand, bandits wouldn't dare enter easily.

Moreover, the village head has been alerting everyone and has started organizing night watchn since tonight.

Each household provides food for the night watchn, so many are eagerly volunteering."

She continued, "Even if they break into the village, this old lady will grab a sickle to protect you."

Song Cheng replied speechlessly, "Old lady... landlady, when did you..."

After speaking, he felt the cheek resting on his shoulder turn a bit warm.

Tong Jia then playfully hit him, justifying, "A woman who can take care of you is better than one who needs your care, right?"

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The next morning...

A ssage flashed.

"You spent a blissful night with Tong Jia, gaining 6 remaining points."

Blissful night?

Song Cheng thought back, realizing last night was indeed different from before.

Without much hesitation, he added the 6 points directly to the "Pagoda Visualization thod."

The progress in "Pagoda Visualization thod" quickly surpassed Entry Level (1/2), advancing to "Minor Accomplishnt (1/8)."

A mystical feeling surged in his heart.

Additional experiences flashed through his mind, transforming every inch of his body.

That day, in his exhaustion, he unintentionally fell into a state of ditation.

Calmly focused, discarding all distractions, he seed to be sitting in an empty void.

In the void, a pagoda slowly rose.

The pagoda had nine levels, just like the tall tower standing amidst the green mountains and white waters before his reincarnation.

He ascended the pagoda step by step, leaving mundane matters behind, feeling increasingly light-hearted.

When he stepped onto the first step, the "Pagoda Visualization thod" reached Entry Level.

As he climbed up to the top of the tower, he felt as if his whole body was in an extrely peculiar state. It was as if his body vanished, and he was rely a thought at the top of the tower.

Looking out from the Ninefold Pagoda, everything outside appeared blurred.

During the day, he saw a vast ocean of radiant light like a hellish furnace, with magma rolling and raging tides like rcury. He knew... jumping out of the tower ant certain death.

At nightfall, the glow faded, and the blurred scene beca clear. In his ink world, colors appeared for the first ti.

The tiles were black, walls white, but not the pure black and white of the blind's world, more textured in color.

The earth was yellow, evergreen trees green, and in the moonlight, mountains and waters shone with colors... everything had color.

He discerned those colors and felt a calm outside, joy rising in his heart.

On a mild and pleasant night, he leapt from the tower top, feeling a sense of liberation and transformation. He looked down, seeing his body, cross-legged, sitting where he had been.

It was a delicate, handso shell, seemingly losing the support of strength. The head drooped, hands went limp, the body tilted, as if suddenly suffering a sudden death.

Simultaneously, a sharp, icy sensation surged over him.

Instinctively, he dove back into his body, and thus... he returned from the "ice river" to the "warm bed."

But this "warm bed" was not warm enough. He still felt cold.

Cold from the inside out.

Clearly, his body provided too little "warmth."

Therefore, it took a long while for him to regain his senses.

When he leapt from the Ninefold Pagoda, the "Pagoda Visualization thod" reached Minor Accomplishnt.

Song Cheng opened his eyes.

The reason for this journey... he understood.

The "Pagoda Visualization thod" was a Yellow Level, Grade D skill, but he was an ordinary person without cultivation techniques.

Simply put, it was like "trying to perform the actions of a higher realm without having reached that realm."

"Cultivation Technique."

Song Cheng clenched his fist.

He needed a cultivation technique.

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