Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 92 - 81. Upon arriving at the true battlefield in
Chapter 92: 81. Upon arriving at the true battlefield in Prefectural City, the Ghostly Fox uses visualization to defeat the ghostly invaders (subscribe please)_2
Chapter 92: 81. Upon arriving at the true battlefield in Prefectural City, the Ghostly Fox uses visualization to defeat the ghostly invaders (subscribe please)_2
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Thinking back to the scene during the day when those four people were easily defeated by her husband, she realized that it wasn’t that he fought slowly, but that she simply couldn’t comprehend his moves. So, she gritted her teeth and continued to practice her own sword techniques.
The moon had nearly reached its peak in the sky when Madam Tong returned from her studies next door, and Song Cheng also paused his training as they both went back to their room.
“How was your learning?” Song Cheng asked.
“The teacher is very knowledgeable, and she teaches me earnestly,” Madam Tong replied. “But I can also tell that the teacher is someone with many stories, she… might not be young anymore. When she looks at me, I feel she is looking at a daughter or granddaughter…”
“She’s only been teaching you for two days, right?”
“I don’t know,” Madam Tong said as she took off her outer garment and shook it, releasing a medicinal scent into the air. It was nothing special, just a scent from accidentally getting some medicine on her during the lesson.
The moonlit silk undergarment was visible in the air, but as old married couples, there was no shyness left between them.
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“Song, did she ever teach other students?”
“I don’t know.”
“I feel like she hasn’t.”
“How do you know?”
“I always feel she is very sad. If she had taught others, her students would definitely treat her well. With the warmth of familial love, maybe she wouldn’t be so sad,” Madam Tong speculated seriously, then added, “At least if she keeps teaching me like this, I should treat her well. She says it’s a transaction, but in truth, she teaches earnestly.”
Song Cheng had already taken off his clothes and lay on the bed; without smartphones in this world, this would be the time to play with one if they existed. Life on the bed was limited to either chatting with his wife, sleeping directly, or playing with her.
Old married couples might not have the same initial enthusiasm for “playing.”
But martial artists had abundant vitality.
So, once again, they engaged in a passionate encounter, embracing and dancing in harmony.
Afterward, with practiced ease, they sorted things out, lay back down, and faced each other to sleep.
Madam Tong dozed off for a while, then suddenly remembered something, saying, “The teacher has a farsight technique. She said she saw you talking with an External Affairs Envoy from Shanhe Martial Arts Hall about the issue of his son’s corruption poison.
The teacher taught me how to do it, asked me to perform alchemy to save…
If I succeed, she will ensure Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple disseminates the news and then let that envoy come to seek me.”
“You can do alchemy?”
“The teacher said it’s like decocting herbs, just with stricter control over the heat, and more precise requirements on the types and quantities of materials.
Besides, each alchemy process doesn’t have a fixed time, but it needs to be judged by certain details to determine the progress in the furnace.
If you put all the ingredients in at once, it’s a simple type of pill.
If you need to add more ingredients midway or perform alchemy a second time, it’s complex.”
“What about the pill to counteract the corruption poison?”
“It requires three phases of alchemy, very complex…”
“…”
“I will succeed!” Madam Tong clenched her tiny fists.
Song Cheng gently nodded his head.
Even in the darkness, even though he could hardly see, he knew that his wife’s eyes must be very bright right now, surely… with a glow.
In the darkness, their breathing was even.
“Has she taught you the Dharma Method for soul cultivation?” Song Cheng suddenly asked a seemingly out-of-the-blue question.
Old married couples talked like this, reacting to thoughts spontaneously, without any need for buildup.
“I know you want to learn,” Madam Tong chuckled. “I’ll ask, but I haven’t had the chance yet.”
Song Cheng hugged his wife tightly and kissed her hard.
Madam Tong, not to be outdone, left a mark on the young man’s neck and laughed, “Tomorrow, I’ll let Sister An give you a second one.”
…
…
Four days passed in relative calm.
On the evening of the fourth day, Lady Zhushan suddenly arrived here, her expression serious as she said, “Song, the guests have arrived.”
Song Cheng instantly understood, picked up his sword, and secured the “Mechanical Shield.”
Da and the four accompanying guards lifted the palanquin.
Lady Zhushan gestured outwards, saying, “Song, you get in the palanquin too, save your strength.”
Song Cheng did not say much, stepping directly in.
It was a bit dark inside the palanquin, and Lady Zhushan held a bronze mirror in her hand. To his eyes, the mirror was just a splash of ink, nothing else was visible.
Soon after, he felt the palanquin being lifted, and Da and the four others were moving swiftly.
In a while, the noise of the bustling street faded away.
After a while more, all that remained outside was the intermittent whistling of the wind, and the palanquin tilted slightly.
They were ascending the mountain.
Lady Zhushan said, “Song, be careful. This time the ones coming should be rather formidable ghost servants.
In fact, they have already come twice in these past few days, but both times they were resolved by my subordinates at Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple.
This time, there are more of them, and it’s noticeably different, so I’m personally handling it.
When we reach the scene, don’t be nervous. My illusionary realm works on vision; whether or not you open your eyes, you’ll fall prey to it, as long as you have sight.
Ghost servants can mingle among people because they superficially possess some human characteristics, so they will also fall for it.
Once they are caught, strike immediately.
Don’t rush, don’t panic, kill one and eliminate it completely.
Be swift and clean, don’t let any escape.
If you don’t fully kill a ghost servant, its strength will basically remain unaffected. Once the illusion is lifted, it will erupt instantly, killing us both.”
Lady Zhushan, not fully assured on this first collaboration, repeatedly instructed.
After all, in such a major confrontation, although she herself wouldn’t have issues, there’s no guarantee that Song, experiencing such a battle for the first time, won’t have problems.
And if even the slightest lapse occurs, both she and Song might die.
Song was her weak link.
That’s why she nagged a bit more.
While speaking, the palanquin slowly descended in a valley.
This valley was also within the prefectural city of Hanping Prefecture.