Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 303 - 169, 170. Violently Breaking into Yin Residence, Ting’s Abnormality (Subscription Requested)_3

Chapter 303: 169, 170. Violently Breaking into Yin Residence, Ting’s Abnormality (Subscription Requested)_3

This is truly the reality of the human world, without the slightest pretense or arrogance of a master.

Song Cheng felt helpless. Seeing that he had stayed in the Imperial Capital long enough, he decided to return quickly.

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In the rear courtyard of the An Residence, Ting was already drawing. When she saw Song Cheng appear, she slid down from her stool, stretched out her hands, and ran toward him, calling "daddy."

Song Cheng scooped up his "Little Padded Jacket," spun her around twice in the air, then went to find An Chenyu and the others.

His return made the rear courtyard of the An Residence as festive as New Year’s, filled with joy.

But even the warmth of the celebration couldn’t dispel the harsh cold of the current weather...

It was a bone-chilling cold.

Even though there was carbon wood burning in the fireplace, it still couldn’t provide a hint of warmth for the entire room.

After eating early, An burrowed into the bed.

She had no choice; it was too cold.

Madam Tong, now with a son and a career, no longer stuck to Song Cheng as much, even though her love for him hadn’t changed. Their time together had significantly diminished.

So was it with An Chenyu.

As for the Su sisters, they were seizing every moment to train in the secret chamber.

With their true selves outside, each passing day was a loss.

So, after the excitement, Song Cheng found himself alone.

He pondered for a moment, then sought out An Chenyu and gave her a general account of what had happened in the Imperial Capital.

He never stirred up trouble; he just focused on cultivation.

But Hua was great at causing trouble, unknowingly helping him settle half of the Imperial Capital...

Coupled with his "medicinal human material" being particularly effective and the "instant kills that seemed like the true appearance of Saint Heavenly Buddha," King Zhao’s faction had firmly established its roots in the Imperial Capital.

Now, the Holy Bright Temple was being leveled, and the name of "Emperor Monarch Xuanwu" was rising and spreading to surrounding areas, soon to be known throughout the land...

One could say, the Imperial Capital... was already his territory.

As for the matter of the "Mysterious Turtle and Mysterious Fox," for his family, who held a 100% favorability toward him, Song Cheng felt that it was something he couldn’t hide. Moreover... letting Sister An, who was tirelessly busy every day, know about her man’s abilities could also put her at ease.

Sure enough, after he quietly recounted the events of the Imperial Capital, An Chenyu playfully hit him with her hand, saying, "Why are you only telling me now?"

But it wasn’t a question needing an answer; it was just Sister An’s rare "playful expression."

Song Cheng grabbed her hand and suddenly said, "Sister An, how about we move to the Imperial Capital?

You’ve always been upset about staying in this bitterly cold place and that the An Family remains a small family.

So... if you want wealth and glory, I’ll give you wealth and glory.

If you want to rule the world, I’ll make you a queen...

As for me, I just want you to be able to rest, leave the Yingui Association affairs to Ling, and then the two of us can take Ting, call Madam Tong and An, and go travel the mountains and rivers without any worries."

He didn’t mention the Su sisters because he still didn’t know how to deal with the Su Family.

The Su Family was settled in the northern lands.

If they were to move to the Imperial Capital, it would inevitably involve relocating the ice coffin.

And "relocating the ice coffin" was a major taboo for noble families.

Everyone knew that while the Divine Soul could move freely, if the true self were gone... it would truly be the end.

Thus, the true self hidden in the ice coffin was the foundation of a noble family.

An Chenyu looked at him, then laughed foolishly, saying, "I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it..."

Song Cheng picked her up horizontally and said, "Today, whether you believe it or not, you’ll have to believe it."

An Chenyu giggled, clinging to his neck.

"Then let’s move, move to the Imperial Capital, and leave this bitterly cold place... Ghost Tide is about to happen here again."

"Also, Ting... she’s become somewhat distant from even me now.

She’s become extremely reclusive and very good at pretending.

She pretends to be cute, but in reality... she’s not cute at all anymore."

Song Cheng:...

He had wronged his child too much.

Thinking for a moment, he said, "How about I sleep with Ting tonight?"

An Chenyu said, "I agree, but you’ll have to see if Sister Jia and Sister Su agree."

Song Cheng said helplessly, "Alright, alright, I’ll satisfy you three little demons first." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

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After one night...

The three women were exhausted, their delicate bodies sprawled out, still in deep sleep.

Song Cheng got up carefully, walked outside, and stretched.

At this time, the sky was just beginning to brighten, and all was quiet... However, Ting had already been sitting under the eaves, her eyes intently fixed on the drawing board in front of her.

The light that reached her seemed colder.

At a glance, she looked more like a dark, hard jade sculpture.

Her lips, eyes, cheeks... all of her features were cute, but they carried an inexplicable eeriness.

This even made Song Cheng think of the ghost girls in horror movies.

He hurried over.

When Ting’s eyes met his, she broke into a cute smile, and all the darkness vanished in an instant, even the light became a bit brighter.

"Daddy," Ting called out.

Song Cheng walked over, picked her up, and said, "In a few days, we’re moving."

"Where to, daddy?"

"To the Imperial Capital," Song Cheng said. "Your Uncle Zhao Hua has established himself there, so we can go over."

"King Zhao, he’s controlling the Emperor and has even allied with a powerful expert called Emperor Monarch Xuanwu."

Song Cheng:...

He tapped Little Padded Jacket’s nose and smiled, "You know everything."

"Hehe."

Ting showed a cute smile.

Song Cheng said, "You and your mother’s spies, you can leave them for now. The whole Yingui Association can take a holiday..."

"No, daddy... there are many things that aren’t done yet."

"What things?"

Ting counted on her fingers.

But to Song Cheng, none of it seemed like a big deal.