Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 93 - 81. Upon arriving at the true battlefield in
Chapter 93: 81. Upon arriving at the true battlefield in Prefectural City, the Ghostly Fox uses visualization to defeat the ghostly invaders (subscribe please)_3
Chapter 93: 81. Upon arriving at the true battlefield in Prefectural City, the Ghostly Fox uses visualization to defeat the ghostly invaders (subscribe please)_3
The Prefectural City was built nestled against mountains and water.
Thirteen mountain passes, three facing the plains, the rest relying on the mountains and rivers.
Previously, Hong Juguang, the External Affairs Envoy of the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall, said the Barbarians would not attack from the other ten mountain passes. He was both right and wrong.
The “real” Barbarians indeed wouldn’t, but the Ghost Servants would.
Ghost Servants felt no hunger or thirst and could traverse mountains with ease.
Therefore, the Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple guarding these ten mountain passes was not idle but positioned on another battlefield.
A battlefield that humans were meant to face.
At this moment, the sky had darkened, and stars were as abundant as water.
After Song Cheng and Lady Zhushan got off the sedan, the four attendants swiftly ran away, seeming quite fearful of the lady.
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These two then chose a forest, hid briefly, and then silently waited.
Song Cheng looked at the entrance of the valley. About half a period later, more than ten blood-red data points lined up, approaching from afar. Under the moonlight, they revealed a series of strange, white line figures.
The highest data was 120~186, with the smallest being 80~120.
The appearances of these people varied greatly, dressed like robust Barbarians, lean and small people of the Martial Arts World, and even looked like Martial Artists in service of the Government Office, forming a northern and southern amalgamation.
In life, these people were in opposition, but as Ghost Servants, they stood together.
While alive, they weren’t so strong, perhaps only of Force Realm martial artists’ strength, but as Ghost Servants, their power doubled.
Without a doubt, they were Ghost Servants born from the previous Ghost Tide.
And the stronger the Ghost Servant, the longer the time required for them to emerge; otherwise, all eighteen counties of Hanping Prefecture would have been breached.
Lady Zhushan fixed her gaze on the distance, estimating time. Seeing the group had already reached the opposite side of the official road, she suddenly unclasped her heavy, earth-toned robe, revealing a perfect body wrapped in red gauze.
Her shoes had been removed long ago, and her small feet stepped onto the ground.
To Song Cheng, each step she took seemed to create ripples on an Ink River.
These ripples spread quickly, covering a large area within just a few steps, enveloping those more than ten Ghost Servants.
The Ghost Servants sensed something, began struggling violently as if drowning.
The gray-lined Lady Zhushan started twisting her graceful body.
She was dancing.
With her dance, the spreading ink ripples floated, ascended, scattered, and transformed into small black ink spots in the sky, then… in Song Cheng’s Heart’s Eye vision, formed a giant, faint, and dark fox.
This Ghostly Fox was more than ten times larger than Lady Zhushan, bowing its head, gazing at the more than ten Ghost Servants.
“Hehe.”
The fox’s lips parted, and a mystical, ethereal laugh like silver bells echoed in the air.
The more than ten struggling Ghost Servants instantly froze, sinking into a strange and terrifying Illusionary Realm.
Yet Song Cheng remained unaffected.
He raised his hand and drew his sword.
The sword light was like purple lightning and blue frost, streaking with the wind, weaving between the stationary Ghost Servants, zigzagging, the blade carrying immense power, and death to whom it touched.
However, each strike had different results.
Some Ghost Servants were like balloons being punctured, emitting a sharp deflating sound, turning into human skins falling to the ground…
Some were cut in half entirely, revealing insides of soil mixed with flesh, resembling grave soil…
Some were solid wax figures…
Some spurted foul-smelling pus from the wounds after a strike…
More than ten Ghost Servants, yet divided into four categories!
Song Cheng was swift, but his expression grew ever more grave.
These taboos might truly… have some consciousness, for the Ghost Servants they created even knew how to collaborate.
However, he still hadn’t seen any Ghost Servant possibly displaying the characteristics of a Drowning Ghost.
No sooner said than done, the youth raced past like the wind, and Ghost Servants collapsed one by one to the ground.
The disappearance of one data point after another indicated that none of them survived by chance.
“All done.”
Song Cheng said and returned to Lady Zhushan’s side.
Lady Zhushan stopped dancing.
Song Cheng slightly tilted his head, looking at the massive Ghostly Fox behind her, laughing like silver bells, dispersing like fireworks, vanishing without a trace.
This made him think of his own Nether Pagoda.
The colors of the two entities were quite similar, both dark.
Thus, it was almost certain this Ghost Fox was the object of Lady Zhushan’s Visualization.
And Lady Zhushan also used this Ghost Fox to employ a Trickery Technique.
He just didn’t know how his own “Nether Pagoda” compared to the “Ghostly Fox” in strength.
“Song, are you alright?”
“I’m fine.”
Lady Zhushan nodded, then checked from a distance, finding nothing to check. Each Ghost Servant was cleanly cut into pieces, undoubtedly dead.
She then praised with a cough, “Well done, cough cough…”
Her face looked somewhat unwell.
Song Cheng also asked, “Senior, are you okay?”
Lady Zhushan did not answer; she seemed unwilling to discuss this, so she only said, “Teaming up with you was at the request of your lady. Do not forget. Therefore, do not ask such concerned questions.”
Song Cheng:…
He recalled Madam Tong’s words a few days ago and roughly understood that this lady had a sharp tongue. Combined with the fact that she must have some mental condition, he thought nothing of it and merely responded with a “hmm.”
Soon, Da and the other four attendants brought the sedan from afar.
From behind the mountain, people clearly from Pearl Mountain Taoist Temple emerged.
Why “clearly”?
Because those who came out were “in pairs.”
One person’s data was extremely low, while the other person existed in the Form Realm, but their Form Realm data was not high.
This kind of pairing was that of a Soul Trainer and a Medicinal Human.
Among them, Song Cheng recognized a familiar face with a favorability of 80.
That was Hua Wen, the employee from the second floor of the Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
Hua Wen waved to him friendly and then, along with the Medicinal Human, orderly walked toward the Ghost Servants’ corpses.
Song Cheng vaguely saw this group seemed to dismember the Ghost Servants’ bodies and categorize them into jars and bottles.
As he watched, the sedan stopped beside them. Once inside, they quickly sped away, forming a fluctuating path through the mountains.
“Senior, the Ghost Servants’ corpses, could they be ingredients for refining Soul-type Pills?” Song Cheng thought of the Soul Strengthening Pill he had taken, feeling somewhat odd.
Lady Zhushan remained silent, simply leaning in a corner of the sedan, resting.
But Song Cheng suddenly noticed that the gray within Lady Zhushan’s outline seemed slightly denser.
Not by much.
Yet… his Heart’s Eye could discern it.
After a while, Lady Zhushan coughed heavily a few times, then pulled a pill from her pocket and swallowed it, taking several deep breaths.
That dense gray receded again.
‘There are side effects,’ Song Cheng’s eyes behind the black cloth narrowed slightly. He couldn’t help but compare his own Nether Pagoda and Trickery Technique.
His Dark Heaven could only target one objective.
Lady Zhushan’s Fox Dance could target a group.
His Dark Heaven merely rendered people invisible.
Lady Zhushan’s Fox Dance directly immobilized the Ghost Servants.
Maybe his Trickery Technique was too weak, so there were no side effects?
Upon reflection, he was actually rather boring…
Lady Zhushan could train souls, refine pills, build an organization, and use some mysterious artifacts. Such versatility!
And he had nothing to do with being versatile, only being able to fight.
Song Cheng leaned back slightly, against the sedan wall, pondering briefly, thinking it was fine to specialize in one thing and leaving miscellaneous tasks to others for now.
Thus, he began contemplating the “True Form of Xuanwu.”
Having achieved perfection with Nine Forces to the Xuanwu Body, what would come if a mystical force existed in nine?
