Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 52 - 51. Differences

Chapter 52: 51. Differences

Chapter 52: 51. Differences

However, Song Cheng did not give up but propped his elbow as he pondered, organizing the known information, trying to find a solution.

When the Yin Qi calms, the taboos each slumber.

When the Yin Qi surges, the taboos’ activities intensify, and upon awakening, they begin to expand their territory.

By normal logic, it could be deduced that their purpose of expanding territory is likely to occupy more Yin Qi.

It’s like a greedy snake crawling on the earth, patrolling, devouring clusters of Yin Qi.

The more Yin Qi it eats, the bigger the greedy snake becos.

Big snakes eat little snakes, eating until they beco even larger.

This was the most probable way for taboos to beco stronger, at least one of them.

Tang River Village was so close to Shanghe County, yet Song Cheng did not see a single Ghost Servant of Yune; clearly, Shanghe County hadn’t been besieged by Ghost Servants these past few days, but his eyes inexplicably shed tears of blood…

These two points were enough to confirm his suspicion.

The little snake Yune was being devoured, struggling to endure.

The big snake, in order to eat the little snake, temporarily halted its siege of the city; and since he was closely connected to Yune, he too suffered harm.

The candlelight flickered as the young man pondered.

Perhaps he already had an answer deep in his heart.

But his residual morality desperately hid that answer, making it hard for him to speak.

Suddenly, he saw An Chenyu across from him showing surprise.

Song Cheng was startled, hastily got up, and hurried over to the copper mirror in Miss An’s boudoir to take a look…

He felt his scalp tingle.

In the mirror, his pupil gathered in the center was splitting, like tadpoles starting to drift around, black and white intermingling chaotically, spreading as if his entire eyeball was wrapped with a “zebra pattern,” or as if nurous tiny pupils appeared within his eyes.

The burning sensation returned, and two streams of blood once again flowed down from his eyes.

His vision began to change once more, fluctuating unpredictably between “1 degree” and “over a thousand degrees” of nearsightedness in a “roller-coaster-like rise and fall,” causing dizziness and vertigo.

The young man propped himself on the table with both hands, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and then suddenly shook his head, trying to shake off this uncomfortable feeling.

Just then, he heard the sound of a door creaking open behind him.

Miss An hurried out.

The door closed again.

Song Cheng called, “Sister An?”

No one responded.

‘Did An Chenyu run away? Was she scared of him?’

Song Cheng clenched his fists.

But the suspicion didn’t last long, soon the sound of the door opened again, and two footsteps approached, accompanied by the voices of two won talking.

“Jia, what’s wrong with Song Cheng?” An Chenyu’s voice ca through.

She hadn’t fled, instead, she hurriedly went to find Tong Jia, who was closest to Song Cheng.

Tong Jia shook her head repeatedly, then, together with An Chenyu, supported Song Cheng onto the couch, and subsequently… Madam Tong sat beside him, taking his pulse, checking.

After a round of examination, she found nothing.

There were no signs of any illness, in fact, one could say there was no illness, no problem whatsoever.

The only issue was that Song Cheng’s pair of eyes were given by Yune.

Madam Tong suddenly understood: Yune was in trouble.

While the two won were nervous, Song Cheng’s pupils, which had been scattered like cotton, suddenly gathered back together, only with a peculiar blur lingering at the edges, resembling the appearance one would see from ink dripping onto Xuan paper in traditional painting.

“I’m fine.”

Song Cheng spoke, looking around.

As expected, his vision had deteriorated, but it was just sowhat blurry, still manageable.

He then looked at Miss An, saying, “Did I scare you?”

An Chenyu shook her head, saying, “I’m not scared. Even if you told you were a ghost, as long as you still rember , know our relationship, then we remain a married couple.”

Song Cheng replied, “I am not a ghost…”

With that, he paused, and then slowly recounted Yune’s matter.

After explaining everything, he let out a self-mocking smile, “I’m actually a blind man.”

With those seven words, he saw An Chenyu’s favorability jump from 96 to 99.

Song Cheng: ???

Miss An softly said, “I understand,” and then looked at Song Cheng with a curious gaze, saying, “It seems that Yune is indeed in trouble.”

Song Cheng nodded.

Then, he saw a cold glint flash in An Chenyu’s eyes, not directed at him, but more like the “cold calculation void of any humanity, characteristic of a chess player contemplating their move.”

He suddenly thought of Guan Xi.

When An Chenyu dispatched Guan Xi in the battle against her brother, had she also experienced such contemplation?

Shortly after, An Chenyu slightly lowered her gaze and calmly said, “Song, what about… if we find a way to connect the canal to Tang River, what do you think?”

Her words carried an icy chill void of warmth, causing even Fierce Madam to shiver.

Connecting the canal to Tang River, it would be sending the evil spirits across Jiangnan and beyond.

The consequences would be unthinkable.

An Chenyu said lightly, “Song, we can’t look at the present through the lens of the past.

The world has changed. If you can’t adapt and find a chance to grow stronger, you’ll beco a stepping stone for others.

Yune is deeply connected to you, at least I’ve never heard of anyone being granted eyes by an evil spirit.

With that being the case, her growing stronger would only benefit you.”

Madam Tong said bewilderedly, “But, but, if we do this…”

An Chenyu said calmly, “There’s a Ghost Tide in the Chaotic World. Which ghost isn’t a ghost, who can eliminate them?

Ultimately, isn’t it about raising a ghost king, like the emperor of the Imperial City?

Since that’s the case, why not bring in a ghost that benefits Song and us more?

In a world full of competition, now isn’t the Underworld selecting its ruler?

Should Yune ascend, it would be the rit of serving a big man for us.

Why shouldn’t the ranks of princes and the ministers be open to all?”

The elegant beauty spoke words only those with grand ambitions would utter, her calm tone betraying an irrepressible killing intent, her beautiful form housing the heart of a monstrous Chess Player.

The Chess Player preferred exchanges, with life and death’s obliteration within their grasp, leaving not a shred of sentint in their heart.

For such was rely a gambit for ultimate victory or defeat.

Tong Jia was utterly shocked.

With her mind, she had never even considered what Miss An was saying, not only had she not considered it, but hearing it now, made her feel utterly terrified, frightened…

An Chenyu said, “Song, this is just a suggestion from your sister, whether it can be done isn’t easy to say.

The construction period for the canal has just started, and now the Ghost Tide is upon us.

Once it retreats, we’ll have to plant our own in the canal works, and after that, secretly connect to that Tang River, who knows how much effort it’ll take, whether it can succeed.

Why don’t we proceed first, then at the final step, leave the decision to you.”

She closed her eyes montarily and then reopened them, saying, “I believe we’re not alone in this endeavor.

Even without the close relationship of gifting eyes, this world is vast, and there will always be people connected with evil spirits, subsequently utilized by soone or so force.

In such tis, we ought to be the one wielding the blade, not the at on the chopping block.”

Complex emotions flashed through Song Cheng’s mind.

The boudoir had beco a place of strategic plotting.

After a long ti, Song Cheng said, “Sister An, I want to find a discreet and safe place to stay with you, Madam Tong, and Ying.

Evil spirits have their power; humans have their cultivation techniques.

As long as we are strong, we may be able to protect ourselves, live long.

The Chaotic World demands competition, it’s akin to entering a at grinder, let alone now having to enter two at grinders.

Surviving or not, who can say?”

An Chenyu watched him while resting her chin on her hand and said, “Song, you are my man, so I shall listen to you.

However, can I secretly make so small arrangents?”

Song Cheng nodded.

Suddenly, he was taken aback because he saw An Chenyu’s favorability actually turned to 100.

The first change was due to knowing his relationship with the evil spirit, and not hiding it.

The second change was because he had his own determination, was it admired?

The red silk curtain, Miss An glanced at Madam Tong and said softly, “Let your husband spend the night with .”

Madam Tong felt as though she was back in a realm she could adapt to and so she laughed, sat at the edge of the couch, and said, “Sister An, such a great beauty, you’re lucky.”

After saying that, she left on her own.

…

After a long ti, the two bathed and changed.

The cold and elegant Miss An undid the man’s tunic, flipped over him, grasped his shoulders like reins, her willow eyebrows slightly furrowed, her red lips sighed lightly, and she galloped forward…

The night, burning hot.