Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 402 - 218. Secluded in a quiet room, an experiment on the way of the Mourning Spirit (4.7K - please subscribe)_2
Chapter 402: 218. Secluded in a quiet room, an experiment on the way of the Mourning Spirit (4.7K - please subscribe)_2
The great path is cruel, cultivation is cruel.
The humble man is without fault, but possessing a jade... Oh, the sin!
Palace Master Jing finally understood the reason behind Song Cheng’s sighs, and she knew what she had to do.
"Song Cheng, the entry ceremony is cancelled,"
You have returned from afar, were attacked by a mysterious person, and barely managed to bring Shi Feng’s conspiracy to me... You’re now at death’s door, and I had planned to heal you so you could enter the sect as scheduled.
But now, it must be postponed.
You shall quietly heal in my abode, seeing no one.
If there are mundane affairs that need attending to in the Human World, I will have Chanxi handle them for you.
Her Divine Soul’s location is in the Empire of Ten Thousand Spirits, and it’s easy to visit a neighboring country.
But for you, if you wish to leave the Mysterious Clear Palace, you need to go to the main gate, and you... as soon as you step out of this door, danger will abound."
Palace Master Jing spoke confidently, swiftly crafting a justification for Song Cheng.
Having said that, she looked somewhat worried and asked, "No problems, right?"
Song Cheng is still young, and although strong, he could impulsively act.
"No problem, thank you for your trouble, Auntie."
"You need not call me Auntie... You started calling me that because you followed Chanxi’s lead. But now, you are of the same realm as I, and there’s no need to address me in that manner," Palace Master Jing considered and then said, "Call me fellow daoist."
"I’ll stick with Auntie," Song Cheng said with a smile.
Having resolved to establish a deep connection with Palace Master Jing, how could he let the "title" be downgraded?
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"Little Song has been seriously injured?"
"My fellow apprentice brother is seriously hurt?"
"Song Cheng... can’t participate in the entry ceremony?"
Suddenly, many disciples within the Mysterious Clear Palace received the news.
Lian Chanxi even ran to Palace Master Jing’s courtyard, inquiring, "Auntie, Little Song is alright, isn’t he?"
Palace Master Jing shook her head.
The secret relationship with Song Cheng was important, and she wouldn’t disclose it to anyone.
The aged demon who had lived for ten thousand years knew the principle of "a secret flourishes when kept, disaster spreads from loose lips" all too well.
Thus, Palace Master Jing heaved a sigh and said, "He discovered some secrets, and to pass on these secrets, he returned to the Mysterious Clear Palace ahead of time, but he was ambushed by a mysterious person on the way.
I thought it was just a minor injury, but now... the prognosis is not optimistic.
But don’t worry, I will certainly try my best to heal him."
Only then did Lian Chanxi leave.
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"Chanxi came looking for you,"
Back in the chamber, Palace Master Jing said softly to the youth by the window, "If she knew that you’ve reached the True Spirit Realm, I wonder how she’d feel."
Song Cheng slowly shook his head and replied, "Now is not the time to worry about such things. With wolves and tigers surrounding, becoming stronger is what we should concern ourselves with... Since Auntie has received reliable information, even if we delay, the inevitable battle with Shi Feng and the existence behind him is still unavoidable."
Palace Master Jing said, "The enemy is in the dark, we are in the light..."
Song Cheng replied, "Auntie, if you trust me, then join me with all your might. Whoever I decide to kill, you shall kill, if you trust me, I will not make a mistake with a single person."
Palace Master Jing fell silent.
The youth before her seemed ever more mysterious, and his strong self-confidence exuded an air of almost certain success.
She had lived for ten thousand years and never seen a person like this. Since such a person had appeared, it signified both a world-upending upheaval and her greatest opportunity.
Just as there is "merit of serving a big man" in the mundane world, Palace Master Jing never believed that the young man’s potential was limited to the True Spirit Realm.
"I understand," Palace Master Jing nodded lightly, "I will delay as much as possible and will collect as many cultivation techniques and spells for you as possible."
Song Cheng then asked, "Can one reach the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm from here?"
Palace Master Jing laughed, "Certainly. If you want to leave the Mysterious Clear Palace and go to the Human World, you must take the main gate. But if you want to reach the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm, there is no need for that... However, upon returning from the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm, you will still find yourself here."
Song Cheng nodded.
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Several days later...
The Reappear World, the various major powers that were originally invited, all received notification: due to Song Cheng’s serious injury, the entry ceremony was cancelled...
A convention that was destined to cause a stir and conclude many affairs just... disappeared.
Even though some might wonder, suspect, and feel that it might not be as simple as "injury,"
who could have imagined that a mere Master of Mountains and Rivers could achieve the Perfection of the True Spirit Realm in just a few days?
It’s a scenario not even a madman could dream of.
This is also why Palace Master Jing was willing to "follow Song Cheng’s advice," willing to "center all plans around Song Cheng."
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In the main hall of the Mysterious Clear Palace...
She Yitu, with special shackles binding his hands, sat on an Ink Plum-shaped platform, his head bowed and spiritless.
The many disciples of the Mysterious Clear Palace below could see something odd about this aged man. A hint of red was emerging amidst his black and white being.
In this world of black and white, there was no place for red.
Red is the color of Mourning.
Garish, chaotic.
The person in the lead looked like a refined scholar, with a handsome face, and neatly pinned long hair exposing a broad forehead. His black and white robes hung silently.
This was Dao Lingkun, the Palace Master of the Mysterious Clear Palace.
Dao Lingkun, living in the first chamber to the left, surely belonged to the Zhan faction.
In this conflict between "True Spirit" and "Mourning Spirit," although he did not participate directly, he tacitly supported the Mourning Spirit Sect.
It was precisely because the Palace Masters had differing views that there was intense opposition among the disciples below.
But now, this opposition was ebbing away.
Dao Lingkun said, "Palace Master Jing, what’s your take?"
Palace Master Jing replied, "Let’s give him a chance... Even if he truly turns into a Mourning Spirit without consciousness, we can join forces and suppress him in time."
