Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 77 - 74. Its done

Chapter 77: 74. It’s done

Chapter 77: 74. It’s done

At this moment, he turned his head to look at Old Master An, who resembled “a piece of nasal mucus,” and smiled, “Yes, sister-in-law.”

With that, Zhao Hua walked straight over.

Old Master An was initially startled, then proudly said, “I am your sister-in-law’s father, try to touch me?”

Zhao Hua raised his hand to grab his clothes, leaned in, and whispered a few words into Old Master An’s ear.

No one knew what he said, but Old Master An suddenly stood at attention and then obediently followed him.

An Chenyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, she was quite curious about what Zhao Hua had said.

But whatever he said, Zhao Hua was truly a genius at maneuvering in the “gray areas,” being able to firmly grasp someone like Old Master An.

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…

Time flew by, and two more days had passed.

The Ruyi Commerce Chamber saw the departure of 12 martial artists, but none were at the Force Realm.

Other factions lost even more.

In the courtyard, a strong wind blew. A young man in neat clothing was punching and pushing palms, exuding the might of a tiger.

He was cultivating “Barbarian Bear Force,” and in three days, managed to progress from “Uninitiated (0/4)” to “Entry Level (1/8).”

At that moment, a scholarly-looking man, resembling a refined scoundrel, hurried into the courtyard and whispered, “Big brother, it’s been investigated. The Gao family paid yesterday, and the Chi family paid this evening.”

“Thank you, Hua.”

Song Cheng said, “These things aren’t for me to handle, so I rely on you.”

Zhao Hua hurriedly said, “Big brother, what are you saying? These trivial and filthy matters are not meant for your hands to touch.”

He looked passionately at the boy with his eyes wrapped in black cloth.

He knew what big brother was planning to do today.

But he didn’t know how big brother was going to do it.

Yet it must be spectacular and brilliant because the other side had no less than four Force Realm experts and eight Power Force martial artists.

The real challenge this time was not just killing them, but killing them silently, without leaving any evidence for Shanhe Martial Arts Hall to seize.

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…

As the sky darkened,

a waning moon hung high.

The boy donned a bamboo hat and a cloak, hid a long knife, and then picked up a set of embroidered needles from the mansion, sweeping his gaze over a panel:

[Points to Allocate: 127 points]

[Skills]

Pear Blossom Flying Needle (Yellow Level Grade D) (Uninitiated (1/2))

The “Pear Blossom Flying Needle” skill was something he started studying the day before yesterday. It was a common, basic martial arts skill.

The reason it was called “Pear Blossom” was that when throwing the needle, the metal needle would explode with white light under the sun, resembling pear blossoms.

It sounded beautiful, but it was nothing.

Hidden weapon techniques should be as concealed as possible. Exploding with white light under the sunshine… it was simply crap.

However, what could be expected from a “Yellow Level Grade D” cultivation technique?

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At that moment…

Song Cheng began to invest points into the skill bit by bit.

After spending 14 points, he successfully advanced the progress of the “Pear Blossom Needle Shot” to “Great Achievement (1/16).”

He had long wanted to secretly learn a “secondary weapon.”

Among them, hidden weapons were his top choice.

These “hidden weapon techniques” were not to be shown in daily life, solely used for assassinations in secret. After all, if he used a blade and shield to kill someone, it would be easy for others to trace it back to him.

But if someone died from a hidden weapon, it would have nothing to do with him.

Blind Song’s right hand grabbed a knife, and his left hand grabbed a shield, unable to use hidden weapons.

Song Cheng pinched an embroidered needle and felt it a little.

‘Accuracy should be no problem.’

‘That’s enough.’

He didn’t intend to continue wasting points.

With his strength limit set, even if he used a brick for a full-power strike, it would reach a strength of 143.

With this strength, not to mention instant-killing those blackmailing disciples, even the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall’s External Affairs Envoy “Six-armed Old Ape” Yuan Qianke would die if caught unprepared.

Having done all this, Song Cheng followed the route Zhao Hua provided, quickly advancing, and in a flash, arrived at a small alley.

This alley was the place he had visited before.

But a glance showed no data, and no one was there.

Blind Song was not anxious, directly climbing the wall into the house, finding a hidden spot, and allowing his Divine Soul to leave his body, surveying the surroundings…

The house wasn’t tidied up, suggesting that people hadn’t left. There were no silver notes, likely exchanged for real silver.

After all, if Hanping Prefecture was breached, the silver notes issued by the Hanping Prefecture banks would become worthless.

He waited patiently.

His patience had always been excellent.

Even if he had to wait here for three days and nights, as long as he could successfully kill the target, he would have no problem.

Moreover, at this moment, his Divine Soul was floating outside, searching everywhere for those disciples who dared to blackmail the An Family.

Suddenly, his Divine Soul stood still, only to see a man in black swinging a large knife in a frenzy in a deep alley.

The man in black executed people with a single strike, both fast and accurate, revealing his power at the Form Realm.

Upon closer look, wasn’t this the Shanhe Martial Arts Hall’s External Affairs Envoy “Six-armed Old Ape” Yuan Qianke?

Song Cheng’s Divine Soul then looked at the people Yuan Qianke was killing.

Weren’t these his targets?

Yuan Qianke swiftly finished the people, then retrieved silver notes from the leader among the blackmailing disciples.

That disciple hurriedly knelt, saying, “External Affairs Envoy, spare me, spare me… I just wanted a little money. I mean no harm, I haven’t betrayed the Martial Arts Hall.”

Yuan Qianke tapped the silver notes, pocketed them, and smacked his lips, “This will just cover military expenses, well done.”

The blackmailing disciple wore a joyful expression, about to plead for mercy again.

Yuan Qianke lifted his knife casually and dealt with the disciple.

When finished, he wrapped himself in his black clothes and swiftly left again.

Song Cheng could only find the world unpredictable and laughable.

His targets were actually snatched away by someone else.

Today, he planned to practice the “Black Sky Trick,” making each person blind and swiftly killing them with needles.

Unexpectedly, there was no need for him to act.

These opportunistic little things genuinely harbored luck, unable to see the slightest potential danger, committing such acts at the peak of storms and waves, not knowing how many wanted to kill, exploit, or double-cross them.

Really, they’re “fierce-looking, but actually stupid.”

It’s just a pity for the An Family’s ten thousand taels of silver.

Forget it, military expenses are military expenses. Even the An Family contributed to some extent.

Song Cheng decided not to seek out Yuan Qianke. He had investigated this person, considered a hero with a good reputation, and was about to leave the city to fight the barbarians…

Forget it.

But he didn’t want to leave empty-handed after coming out at night, so he took a turn to Young Master Chen’s house with power “2~2” and favorability “10.”

Inside Young Master Chen’s house, licentious sounds emanated. After a while, seemingly finished, snoring gradually arose.

Song Cheng observed Young Master Chen’s data through the wall, and a clearer image of the person emerged in his mind.

He neither entered the house nor looked closely, casually raising his hand to shoot a needle.

The needle entwined with Force Gang, piercing through the brick wall as if it was paper.

The embroidered needle instantly broke through the air, penetrating Young Master Chen’s temple and slanting into the ground, completely disappearing.

Young Master Chen shuddered in his sleep, eyes snapping open, his consciousness gathered, then swiftly dissipated. He immediately slumped down, two streams of blood flowing from his head…

The hidden threat was eliminated.

Just like Song Cheng squashed an ant on his way home.

When he acted, there was no tension, and after the kill, there was no satisfaction.