Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 377 - 207, 208. I am Song Cheng, are you looking for me? (Please subscribe)_4
Chapter 377: 207, 208. I am Song Cheng, are you looking for me? (Please subscribe)_4
Song Cheng said, "Return to the Imperial Capital?"
An Chenyu shook her head and said, "Husband, after we escaped from the Imperial Capital, I thought about it for a long time... If Great Song has perished, then let it be.
It’s better to watch in secrecy from behind the scenes than to stand in the limelight.
In the limelight, one has to face crises from unknown places, but behind the scenes, there is a buffer...
I plan to build a small force, secretly control the Yingui Association, and then have the Yingui Association manipulate the dynasty from the shadows."
Song Cheng smiled.
True to Sister An’s form, after experiencing danger once, she’d now started thinking about becoming the "behind the behind the behind the scenes."
Following Sister An’s logic, Song Cheng suspected the "behind the scenes" buff would probably stack many layers.
"You go see Jia, An... "
"I know about An’s situation, this may not be over yet, once you’re free of problems, I also need to visit the Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits."
An Chenyu wanted to ask "What are you going to do in the Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits," but as the words reached her lips, she saw her husband of nearly thirty years exuding "Divinity," and although his words had not changed, nor his demeanor, the aura of authority that naturally emanated from him had created a profound distance between them.
Human is human.
Deity is deity.
Humans and deities, mismatched in status, even together cannot bridge the gap in conversation...
So, she abruptly stopped herself from asking.
She knew that this "deity named Song Cheng," after this incident, would eventually resolve everything, so why should she ask more?
"There’s a deity in the Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits named She Yitu; it was he who instigated the Melting Flame Divine Edge to come over.
I want to see what She Yitu really aims to do."
Without waiting for An Chenyu to ask, Song Cheng continued on his own, "If it were an ordinary person, I’d think he wants revenge for Great Song’s invasion, but..."
Song Cheng remembered the indifferent voice of the Melting Flame Divine Edge.
———If you think I went overboard in killing your son, I’ll send some descendants for you to kill. If you’re unhappy, you can also slaughter the capital of the Melting Fire Empire.———
"A deity like that would never care about his lands being invaded or his offspring slaughtered.
I’m going there to figure out what exactly She Yitu wants to do."
An Chenyu listened in astonishment to his self-professed "candor."
Suddenly, she realized something.
Song Cheng’s cultivation speed was too fast, so fast that as his direct relatives, they were still living, which was why this deity cared so much about "descendants."
But if one day, Song Cheng became like the Melting Flame Divine Edge or She Yitu, with no relatives left who had shared his life, then... He would no longer have any "humanity anchors" on his "Divinity."
Feeling An Chenyu’s silence, Song Cheng also fell silent.
He was crystal clear in his thinking, and he definitely understood what Sister An was contemplating.
So... had he veered too far from humanity?
Humans have seven emotions and six desires, but he had been obsessed with cultivation for too long.
’Sweep through this continent thoroughly, clear all dangers, and then... maybe take it a little easy.’
Song Cheng thought this to himself.
"Where is Madam Tong? I will go find her."
"Hmm, husband, follow me."
The two stepped out of the house.
Outside the door stood a mysterious robe-clad girl with a cold demeanor, holding her blade. As the door moved, she glanced over to An Chenyu, exclaimed "Foster Mother," and then looked curiously at Song Cheng.
Seeing a person made of dust and leaves would surely cause anyone to take a second glance.
An Chenyu said, "Yuan, you may go down first, no need to follow me today."
"Yes, Foster Mother," the girl in the mysterious robe didn’t speak further or glance at Song Cheng again, and respectfully departed.
Once she was far away, An Chenyu finally said, "This child is an orphan named Lin Yuan, who joined the Yingui Association and fought hard, showing a great talent for Martial Arts, earning her bloody merits until I finally noticed her... I felt a connection, so I adopted her as my foster daughter. Now her name is An Linyuan."
Song Cheng nodded lightly.
He knew that Sister An, after losing her daughter for so many years, was transferring her affections.
"If Sister An has acknowledged a foster daughter, then she is my foster daughter too.
Some time later, call her to me... I will look at her blade technique."
"Yuan will surely be very happy," Sister An said gracefully, her brows embellished with reddish blood-red floral decorations, becoming ever more like one of those female antagonist BOSSes from the martial arts novels in Song Cheng’s memory after the "Fall of Great Song."
...
...
"The Melting Flame Divine Edge is dead..."
In the Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits, She Yitu let out a soft sigh, but it also carried a hint of anticipation because this confirmed his suspicion: the deity called Song Cheng from the neighboring country was extremely unique.
Perhaps, there were some matters he could entrust to him...
"It’s time to set off." A gentle yet not seductive voice of a woman came through, carrying an innate sense of supremacy. "You should know, your time is running short. If left unattended, you will become part of the Land of Chaos, a Mourning Spirit."
"Please wait a bit longer, Senior Sister. At most a few months, there will be developments," She Yitu said respectfully.
"Are you waiting for Song Cheng?"
"Yes."
"A junior, and yet you wish to entrust your affairs to him." The woman’s indifference was laced with an intangible scorn and judgement, then she said, "Well then, a few months is but a moment. Your cultivation has not been easy, and with your end approaching, it’s better to wait."
