Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 410 - 221. In the solitary room on the first day of the 60-year cycle, a thought disappears; the true man offers a strategy to please enter the urn (4.3K - please subscribe) _3
Chapter 410: 221. In the solitary room on the first day of the 60-year cycle, a thought disappears; the true man offers a strategy to please enter the urn (4.3K - please subscribe) _3
The former was a matter of concern to everyone, the latter, however, was simply about taking undue advantage.
Thus, his courtyard became lively every now and then.
Upon Song Cheng’s suggestion, Jing Shifei deliberately propagated that "unveiling Shi Feng’s affair, most of the credit was due to Song Cheng."
Thus, the effect of Song Cheng secretly watching from behind the window was very significant.
Those with average or high favorability towards him were just normal disciples.
However, those with an extremely low favorability towards him were almost certainly spies, either colluding with Shi Feng or harboring ill intentions.
Jing Shifei also began to draw people into a "small circle," and initiated the secret plot of "luring the enemy into a trap."
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In the blink of an eye, another twenty years had passed.
While there were no elderly departures at Mysterious Clear Palace, at Li Fire Palace a venerable elder reached the end of his days.
Jing Shifei went to help, to lend strength and provide guidance.
Together with two True Spirits from Li Fire Palace, she managed to open a connection to the "Sun Phantasmal Space."
But the elder’s fate was not much different from Elder Mo’s.
During the time of intense Yang Qi, even though he had transformed into a Mourning Spirit, he still retained his consciousness briefly, but within a few days... he completely turned into a consciousness-less Mourning Spirit. freewёbnoνel.com
But thanks to their preparedness, this Mourning Spirit was not allowed to sink into the Taiyin Illusory Sea and was promptly intercepted by the three True Spirit Realm powerhouses, who then slew him, dispersing his soul.
No one felt the slightest bit joyful, and their moods became even heavier.
Jing Shifei silently uttered, "If the seven families unite and stop hiding their secrets, perhaps... we might find a new path."
It seemed like just a light statement, but to those elders, it was as if a spark had been dropped into an oil pot.
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"Hahaha, I didn’t expect that after more than four thousand years, she and I would still have such a tacit understanding.
I’ve started to admire her a bit..."
"Perhaps that might allow her to become one of us, in such a case Shi Feng could possibly form a Taoist bond with her."
"I’ve heard that Song Cheng has been in her house for decades, might it be..."
"Just a severe wound." The man who initially spoke indifferently said, "Shifei holds herself in high regard, pure and untouched, and moreover, the method of Dual Cultivation is not the same as that between men and women in the Human World.
If that youngster leaves, there might still be a chance, but staying always in Shifei’s house, he’s probably... already dead. Shifei, to deceive us or to lure us into her trap, must be claiming he is still severely injured."
Having said this, the man laughed again, "Since Shifei has given us this opportunity, we really ought to cherish it, otherwise, it would truly be letting her down."
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"Aunt, Song Cheng he... is he... already..."
Lian Chanxi’s words were intermittent, carrying a trace of inexplicable choking.
Initially, she thought that Song Cheng was merely severely injured.
But now, a full forty-five years had passed.
Forty-five years, having never left this small room, he’s probably... long since perished?
The aunt must have been afraid of her sorrow, thus she always hid this from her, right?
Jing Shifei looked at the younger one before her, extremely helpless; she sighed gently, moving forward to embrace Lian Chanxi tightly.
For the latter, this hug seemed to confirm something.
From Lian Chanxi’s eyes, two lines of pitch-black tears streamed down.
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When night fell upon the Human World, the Reappear World always darkened a bit.
In the dimmed world, Jing Shifei finished a day’s hectic work, returned to her house, silently removed her ink-colored gown, lay beside the young man on the bed, sharing a pillow, and then she prattled on about the recent happenings.
After a while, the talking gradually went silent, Jing Shifei’s small feet slowly hooked onto Song Cheng’s ankle.
Slowly...
The voice turned strange.
Like a lamentation and plea...
A night passed.
Song Cheng glanced at the "124426" Remaining Points on the panel, then closed his eyes to enter the Taiyin Illusory Sea, continuing to hone his power.
He was very patient, though forty-five years confined in a room, his mindset remained entirely unshaken.
