Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy Chapter 98 - 83 84. Winter Courtyard Snow Little Taoist Temp

Chapter 98: 83, 84. Winter Courtyard Snow, Little Taoist Temple Master, he practices Hundred Strengths Hundred Forms (Big Chapter – Seeking Subscriptions)_4

Chapter 98: 83, 84. Winter Courtyard Snow, Little Taoist Temple Master, he practices Hundred Strengths Hundred Forms (Big Chapter – Seeking Subscriptions)_4

“Little Song, once the situation outside stabilizes a bit, I’ll have a child for you.”

“So, Miss An wants to be Madam Song.”

“I’m just not sure if it will hinder your cultivation? I heard that a martial artist needs to be free of distractions. If you have children to worry about, will it affect you? I heard people say you’ve entered the Form Realm. For soone of your age to enter it, you must be a genius. So even say you’re from a prominent family in the Central Plains, but lost your mory, because Form Realm Techniques are held by major powers or hidden forces, and are very precious. It’s impossible for you to learn them for no reason. If your mory returns, will you… regret it?”

“Miss An wants to be Madam Song, so she worries even more about Mr. Song.”

“She understood that in this Chaotic World, the stronger Song Cheng was, the more stable their ho would be. She also knew that Song Cheng’s terrifying aptitude, coupled with his mory loss and blindness as a ‘martial arts prodigy,’ ant his background and circumstances might be far beyond what her small border clan could handle. She feared everything she experienced might be a dream. If Song Cheng regained his mory, she feared all her experiences would be as illusory as reflections on water—completely empty.”

Song Cheng then realized he had hidden too much from Miss An.

So, he smiled.

“If it were Madam Tong, at this mont she would have already been pounding him with her fist, and then let her petite form look down on the young man and demand, ‘Speak truthfully.'”

“But Miss An looked at him nervously and anxiously, her lips trembling as she asked: ‘You… have your mories returned?'”

Song Cheng smiled and said: “I heard this news about being from a prominent family in the Central Plains must have co from rumors outside, right, Sister An?”

“‘Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, Foreign Affairs Envoy Hong,’ Miss An directly stated the source of the information.”

“‘Then you must keep it a secret for , Sister An.’ Song Cheng leaned closer to her ear, the brushing of her hair made him ticklish, and the breath from his mouth made Miss An feel ticklish too.”

Song Cheng said: “There is no prominent family, nor any lost mory. There are always individuals in this world who master skills without a teacher and make rapid progress. Hasn’t Sister An understood by now? I am a person without a past. My past experiences have all been with Madam Tong and Sister An.”

“Really?”

“If I lied to Sister An, may I be struck by lightning…”

Before the oath was finished, Miss An directly covered his mouth.

Her almond eyes tender and warm, the autumn waters flowed as she looked at him gently.

Miss An buried her head in his embrace, whispering softly: “Then when things stabilize, we don’t need to escape, and I’ll give you children and beco Madam Song.”

Her face heated up, and her long legs instinctively wrapped around him again. Although just a rehearsal, both were deeply imrsed, as if that day had already arrived.

For a long ti.

Calm restored.

In the darkness, a never-before-ntioned topic finally arose.

“Do you want a boy or a girl?”

“Love them both.”

“And the na? What if it’s a boy, or a girl?”

Song Cheng glanced at the courtyard.

At that mont, autumn had passed. Light snow from early winter gently fell, covering the courtyard.

His keen sense of sll detected the cold fragrance entering through the gaps.

The courtyard had plum blossoms, a teahouse, and the side rooms where Ying and Ling resided, containing his most important mories since crossing into this world.

The courtyard was warm, beautiful, and peaceful. No matter how many worries there were outside, it all cald down upon entering this magical courtyard, and his heart found peace.

“Let’s call it Ting.”

“Song Ting?”

“No, Ting as in courtyard, Ting as in family.”

“Song Ting.”

“Yes, Song Ting, A-Ting.”

A na yet unknown to this world but already sothing the two began to look forward to.

Another long pause,

An Chenyu suddenly stared at Song Cheng and blurted out: “Little Song, be honest, what exactly is your strength? Every ti you back up, I’m amazed. But each ti I find that you covered for , you never really showed your full strength.”

“Tell ! What is your strength?”

Miss An put her hands on her hips around Song Cheng, her tone a bit like a pouting and willful little girl. “I even suspect you’re beyond the Form Realm. Isn’t that realm called Qi? Complete mastery of the Form Realm can achieve Body Protective True Gang. With one more breakthrough, it can release Qi flow, killing with a flick, capturing objects in midair. Perfection can even form an external Phantom Shadow.”

With soone as knowledgeable as Lady Zhushan, Song Cheng and these three had long understood the existence and manifestations of the “Qi Realm.” Moreover, Song Cheng himself had witnessed Shanhe Martial Arts Hall’s Second Elder guarding the North City Gate, killing enemies with Qi.

He had even estimated that Second Elder’s Qi was unlikely to break through his defenses.

Even if he stood still, closed his eyes, and crossed his legs, allowing Second Elder to use all his might, Second Elder probably couldn’t hurt him at all.

But what realm was he?

Song Cheng glanced at his status panel:

[Na: Song Cheng]

[Gift: Longevity]

[Points: 781 points]

[Realm: Yellow Level Grade B]

[Cultivation Technique]

True Form of Xuanwu (Nine Forms) (Perfection)

Xuanwu Body (Perfect)

[Skills]

Xuanwu Four Styles (Yellow Level Grade B) (Blade and Shield) (Style One Shadowless, Style Two Jiao Mountain, Style Three Immovable, Style Four Nightmare Spell) (Perfection)

Thousand Hands of Pear Blossoms (Yellow Level Grade B) (Perfection)

[Nether Pagoda Visualization thod]

Eighth Layer Trickery Technique: Dark Heaven (0/0)

[Taboos]

1. Blessing of the Drowning Ghost

2. Peering of the Human Skin Ghost

…

He had been growing steadily and humbly for half a year, from sumr to winter, not seeking trouble, not vying for fa, not claiming dominance, not showing off brute force, treating everyone courteously, even chatting amiably with the noodle shop owner on the street, saying, “This year’s noodles are particularly fragrant.”