Chapter 103: 119, 120 The Profound Heart Moon-Gazing Art, Song Cheng Swallows the Su Family (Big Chapter, Seeking Subscriptions)

"Yin She, the dwelling of the soul, is controlled by the head of the family. No matter where the clansmen are, as long as they visualize it, they can enter the dwelling," Su Ningyu explained.

Song Cheng looked at the cramped, gloomy little room and suddenly asked curiously, "If that's the case, wouldn't it mean that as long as one person from my Su Family reaches a certain place, the entire clan has reached that place?"

Su Ningyu shook her head and said, "What are you thinking? You come out exactly where you entered the door. Although the movement of the spirit is extremely fast, there are only two coordinates you can go to: one, your own body; two, the path constructed by another person's visualization."

Song Cheng just felt that this statement was still a bit off.

After all, for his Nine-Layer Nether Tower, as long as he ran to the top of the tower and leaped out, his spirit could roam outside.

He thought for a moment and then said, "Then what if I walk out from my own body and drift around everywhere, isn't that possible too?"

Seeing him have so many questions, Su Ningyu couldn't help but giggle. She tilted her head to look at the Su Family head on the other side and said, "Sister, look, he doesn't understand anything at all; he definitely couldn't have been sent by another noble family."

Song Cheng smiled awkwardly.

The Su Family head did not mock him, but instead said seriously, "Little Song, in three days, I will have everyone in the Su Family come to see you and get to know you.

As for the Ice Coffin, it will have to be delayed for now.

Su Houzhang has not yet died, and the worldly ties of your physical body are not yet severed, but I promise you that the Ice Coffin will certainly be yours."

Song Cheng said, "Thank you, Family Head."

The Su Family head said, "Your physical body is still in the mortal realm, walking about everywhere, so there are just some things you can go and do. You won't do these things for nothing; if there is merit, there will definitely be a heavy reward.

I heard from Ningyu that you are fond of cultivation techniques.

Then, after you formally join my Su Family in three days, I will guide you, teach you some things that a person of a noble family should know, and at the same time take you to choose a cultivation technique to let you stimulate the power that one in the Xuan Realm should have."

Hearing the two words "cultivation technique," Song Cheng's heartbeat quickened for an instant, so he said respectfully and gratefully, "Thank you, Family Head."

A moment later, the group dispersed.

Song Cheng led the sleeping maid and Su Ningyu, who was unwilling to leave, back to the An Mansion.

He placed the maid in the front courtyard and instructed the Steward to let the maid rest for a few days, paying her wages as usual and giving her some extra "travel expenses."

Then he led Su Ningyu toward the Neizhai of the An Mansion.

The moonlight was dim, shining against the high walls and casting quiet shadows between the bluestone paths.

If it were in the past, Song Cheng certainly wouldn't have cared; bringing Su Ningyu back to the Neizhai wouldn't have been anything, as he had already prepared to conquer this fox spirit and let her become his stepping stone to enter the new world.

Now, this stepping stone had indeed played its part, allowing him to successfully join the Su Family.

But this stepping stone belonged to someone very close, yet not to the point of "intimacy where nothing is kept secret."

At the very least, he still didn't dare let Su Ningyu discover the secret of A Ting.

And as long as he brought Su Ningyu into the deep residence, the possibility of A Ting being exposed would increase.

Once Su Ningyu discovered it, the Su Family head, as her sister, would certainly discover it too, and the result would head completely in a direction he could not control.

Therefore, Song Cheng suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Su Ningyu had been humming a little tune, walking forward quite happily.

Her "heart's" beloved had actually joined the Su Family, so they could become long-term Dao companions after this.

With the Xuan Realm's lifespan of 9 sixty-year cycles, plus the life-extension of the Ice Coffin, living for a thousand years or so would be no problem.

Mortal wives and daughters and such were only for a few short decades; in Su Ningyu's view, this was completely "children playing house." Even if she remembered them at the start, once the wives and daughters died, it wouldn't matter anymore.

Therefore, she had already begun to place herself in the position of the "sole legitimate wife."

At this moment, seeing Song Cheng suddenly stop, she subconsciously stopped as well, then rested her chin on her hand and looked at him with a smile.

Song Cheng said, "I want to see you."

Su Ningyu said, "The one in the Yin She is me; haven't you seen her?"

Song Cheng said, "I want to be with the real Sister Su."

Su Ningyu's heart fluttered, and she said, "I will.

We are both still young. When the time is right one day, my true body can walk out of the coffin, and then we can spend decades outside and have children.

By then, you can be with me every day."

Song Cheng pushed his luck and said directly, "Are your father and mother like this too? Then in three days, can I see them?"

Su Ningyu nodded lightly, then shook her head sadly and said, "Many children of noble families leave descendants this way. However, my father and mother have gone missing; they haven't returned for a very, very long time. That's why the Su Family head became my sister."

Song Cheng said, "Sister Su, let's find a place to talk."

Su Ningyu was naturally fox-like; having reached her age, her heart was full of longing, restless like a little monkey, and it itched terribly. But since Song Cheng had said so much to her, she also understood Song Cheng's meaning.

Song Cheng wanted to be with her true body and didn't want to be separated by someone else.

Regarding this point, Su Ningyu could also accept it; after all, pretending to be Ling'er and being intimate with Song Cheng was a temporary, absurd idea she had at the time. Now that everyone had been honest, using Ling'er's body to be intimate with Song Cheng felt strange.

Therefore, although she preferred to communicate on the bed, she still said helplessly, "Alright then."

Song Cheng did not take her to a restaurant today, but instead snuck into the Dining Hall himself, got a few chickens, and then went to a lakeside to prepare them himself and roast them.

He had a very deep level of mastery over power and his perception was far superior to ordinary people, so even though he had no research into things like culinary arts, he could do it seven or eight parts correctly just by watching the process once.

The guards patrolling in the night saw the firelight and were originally frowning as they prepared to approach, but from afar, they saw it was Song Cheng and left directly. The roast chicken was soon ready. Song Cheng handed one to Su Ningyu, then tilted his head, looked at the bright moon over the new willows, and smiled: "The moon is above the willow tips, people meet after midnight."

The little fox spirit was just a sucker for this; her eyes flooded with spring water as she looked at Song Cheng and said, "Your poetry is recited so well; everyone in the Su Family will definitely like you."

Song Cheng said softly, "As long as you, Sister Su, like me, that is enough. I don't care about others."

Sweet talk was the second thing the little fox spirit loved to eat. Hearing these sugary words at this moment, her heart rippled, so she leaned close to Song Cheng and said, "Really?"

Song Cheng said, "If I am lying to you, may I be struck by lightning, and may my cultivation technique be unable to make an inch of progress."

The little fox spirit giggled, then leaned her head forward and helped Song Cheng blow the heat off his roast chicken.

Song Cheng brought the roast chicken wing to the little fox spirit's lips.

The little fox spirit took an "ah-woo" bite, tore off a piece of meat, and just as she was about to eat more, Song Cheng took it back, put it to his own lips, and took a bite himself.

The little fox spirit was stunned, then immediately laughed again.

She leaned her head on Song Cheng's shoulder and said sweetly, "When you join the Su Family, I will come to find you. However, I don't want to have children yet; let's wait until we're tired of playing before having them."

"Alright," Song Cheng glanced at Su Ningyu.

Her favorability rating remained at 99.

He roughly guessed that the condition to "reach 100" should be the arrival of Su Ningyu's true body.

The two talked and laughed again.

When the sky was about to brighten, the little fox spirit felt an itch in her heart, so she said, "Little Song, why don't we do it once? It's not like we haven't done it before. Just pretend you're being intimate with your chambermaid."

Song Cheng sternly refused: "That won't do, Sister Su."

He had made up his mind; in order to quickly grind Su Ningyu's favorability to 100, he had to make her true body come over quickly, and for this reason, he would absolutely not let Su Ningyu be satisfied before then.

If it were another Young Mistress, perhaps she wouldn't care at all.

However, Song Cheng had already seen through the nature of the little fox spirit; she was a little lecherous woman, and the type that couldn't stop once she started. The rumors that fox spirits could drain one's marrow and "squeeze" a person until they were dried up were not baseless or without cause.

Song Cheng knew this, so he intended to use it to his advantage.

At this moment, his refusal was reasonable and justified, and the little fox spirit really had no other way. Although she snuggled in Song Cheng's arms, she had no way to be intimate with him. Thus, her eyes rolled around, and after a while, seeing that dawn was about to break, she suddenly moved as if her body had a spasm, then groggily opened her eyes and asked, "Master, where are we?"

Song Cheng squinted at the large "【Favorability: 100 (99)】".

This data indicated that Ling'er was still in a possessed state.

So, he said, "Ling'er, it's time to return to the manor."

The little fox spirit, pretending to be Ling'er, acted coquettishly: "Let me serve you, Master."

As she spoke, she reached out to pull at Song Cheng's belt.

She couldn't wait any longer.

Song Cheng grabbed her hand, then, facing the little fox spirit's look of surprise and astonishment, said, "Ling'er, I am in a very bad mood right now."

The little fox spirit asked curiously, "Why is that?"

Song Cheng lifted his head slightly, looking at the sliver of white like a fish belly about to brighten at the edge of the sky, and said in a sorrowful voice, "I know not when we shall meet again in our longing; this time, this night, is hard to bear. Entering my gate of longing, you know my sorrow of longing. Long longing, long remembering; short longing, endless."

After reciting this, he let out another long sigh.

The little fox spirit was stunned for a moment, then savored the poem Song Cheng had "casually" recited. For a time, she was surprised, happy, and excited. Song Cheng lowered his head and said affectionately to the "little fox spirit disguised as Ling'er," "Ling'er, my heart is filled with another person, so I cannot be intimate with you; that would be a betrayal of her."

The little fox spirit pretended to ask, "Then who is the person in Master's heart?"

Song Cheng looked toward the horizon, the corners of his lips curling into a "Mona Lisa-esque smile," and said, "Su Ningyu."

As the three words fell, the little fox spirit let out a soft moan, as if she had completely fallen for him.

However, it was dawn now.

The golden light of the breaking dawn fell from outside, casting the shadows of the pavilions, towers, and thousands of households of Hanping Prefecture obliquely onto the ground.

The willow branches had just sprouted new green, swaying in the morning breeze.

From afar came shouts like, "Steamed buns, freshly baked steamed buns, sugar steamed buns, sesame steamed buns, pepper-salt meat steamed buns for sale!" and "Mutton noodles, a bowl of mutton noodles, warms you up and is delicious, come and eat!" In Song Cheng's arms, the Young Mistress's body twitched again.

The real Ling'er had returned.

Ling'er was actually long used to the feeling of being possessed in the middle of the night, and since the Master rarely touched her on ordinary days, she quite wanted to take advantage of this time to bask in the light of Su Huxian and have a go with the Master.

However, she sniffed her nose but didn't smell any lewd scent.

Ling'er decided that if there was no opportunity, she would create one herself, so she said, "Little Song, I want to eat chicken."

Song Cheng squinted at the large data "【Favorability: 100】", then patted Ling'er on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, the morning market has just opened, Master will take you to eat chicken."

Ling'er:. Su Jia Yinshe.

A girl with a slender figure and a charming body wrapped in fiery red soft silk was twisting her legs tightly, looking at an intellectual beauty across from her whose skin was like white porcelain, and said, "Sister, I've fallen in love with him."

The girl was Su Ningyu.

And the intellectual beauty was the head of the Su Family.

"Sister, three days from now, if he joins our Su Family, then I want to leave the Ice Coffin to find him," the girl in red silk said with a determined face. "I have already decided. I want to go out now and spend a few decades with him, and when I get tired of playing, I'll have a little baby for him, and then teach the little baby together with him."

Su Ningyu kept dreaming about the future.

The intellectual beauty looked at her appearance, sighed softly, and then said, "Xiao Yu'er, there are some things you should know."

"What things?"

"Do you know how your Ice Coffin and mine came to be?"

"It is—"

Su Ningyu was suddenly stunned.

The intellectual beauty said, "Have you never wondered why Father and Mother disappeared?

They left, and only then did the Su Family have two empty Ice Coffins."

After saying this, the Su Family head continued, "I also have a husband and children, you know? But my husband is a mortal, and the children are mortals too. To them, this wife, this mother, simply went missing.

That Little Song can have an Ice Coffin this time is, first, because Su Houzhang courted death himself, and second, because Little Song's strength is very strong.

Once he cultivates the technique, he will become a very young Xuan Realm expert.

He will be able to walk in the human world and help the Su Family handle many things.

Therefore, everyone had no objections.

Xiao Yu'er, do you really think you can leave the Ice Coffin for a long time? One radish for one hole; if you are not in the hole, then someone will set their sights on this hole.

Even I only went out for three years.

Three years, just to leave behind an heir outside."

Su Ningyu: The Su Family head said, "Now that you know these things, choose your own path for what comes next."

Su Ningyu nodded gently, then suddenly said, "Sister, do you know how good he is at writing poetry?"

The Su Family head smiled and said, "It seems Xiao Yu'er is still easy to deceive."

Su Ningyu looked into the distance with infatuation and whispered, "Drunk, I know not that the sky is in the water; the whole boat is filled with clear Dreams, pressing against the galaxy."

"It seems these stars are not those of last night; for whom do I stand in the wind and dew until midnight?"

"Tonight is better than any other, with no one to share it; I lie and watch the galaxy, my drunkenness clear."

"The moon climbs above the willow branches, people meet after midnight."

"When will we meet again in our longing? This time, this night, is hard to bear. Entering the gate of my longing, you will know the bitterness of my longing. Long longing, long remembering; short longing, endless and extreme."

She recited it line by line.

The head of the Su Family had been smiling, but as she laughed, she grew stunned, then said: "This can hardly be called deception. He writes truly well. 'Entering the gate of my longing, you will know the bitterness of my longing'—ah, it is written truly well. Little Song is a person with a story."

Su Ningyu was stunned and said: "Sister, are you saying the person he misses is not me?"

The head of the Su Family said: "Such bone-deep verses cannot be chanted unless longing has entered the marrow; how could it be you, whom he has only met a few times?"

Su Ningyu: She fell silent for a moment, then said stubbornly: "I don't care, it is me."

The head of the Su Family smiled and said: "If you decide to go to Hanping Prefecture in your physical body, then look after Little Song.

I have learned of his life, and now I suspect he should be a descendant of a noble family left behind after birth.

That is why he remembers some profound cultivation techniques, and why he possesses the characteristics of a Soul.

But because he has never cultivated, he has not yet reached the Xuan Realm.

Without entering the Xuan Realm, there are still some small risks after all.

I will teach him; if there is anything left unfinished, you can teach him further."

Three days later.

Midnight.

Song Cheng's Soul left his body and appeared once again within the Yin She.

The members of the Su Family had all arrived, every one of them a handsome man or beautiful woman, and all of them at the "nation-toppling" level.

Song Cheng's appearance was not bad to begin with, and belonged to the delicate type, which would be considered decent anywhere, but after arriving at the Su Family, he discovered his "looks" were at the absolute bottom.

Not only at the bottom, but there was also a considerable gap between him and the "second to last."

It was as if an ordinary person had suddenly arrived at a house of vampires.

There were no more than thirteen members of the Su Family in total; adding Song Cheng made fourteen.

The head of the Su Family introduced them to Song Cheng one by one.

Song Cheng also looked at them one by one, then confirmed one point: the strongest member of the Su Family was still this future sister-in-law of his.

After the brief introductions, the eleven members of the Su Family, excluding the sister-in-law and Su Ningyu, began to "issue tasks."

Clearly, these were the "conditions for joining the Su Family."

You and Su Ningyu are about to become Dao companions, and you happened to encounter the matter of Su Houzhang, but this is not enough to let you join a noble family just like that. If you really want to join, you must still obtain the consent of the clansmen.

You are young and can still walk the world for a long time, so you need to do some things for the Su clansmen.

If you agree, the Su clansmen will support you.

"There are some anomalies in the deep mountains of White Deer Mountain in Huangcheng, which have already affected my family outside; Little Song, go take a look within the next two years."

"The Zhang Family in Huangcheng has come into conflict with my branch family left outside; the Zhang Family is also a family of noble descendants, and the Zhang Family walker happens to be in Fengzhou.

If no one steps forward, I fear my family will not be able to hold on; Little Song, help me go to Fengzhou to support my family and resolve the conflict over these next few years."

"Little Song, as you walk the world, your information must be better than ours; see if there are any Ghosts willing to cooperate with people?"

"The head of the family will handle such matters, don't speak of it." Someone nearby interrupted in time.

"Little Song..."

"Little Song..."

"Little Song..."

Song Cheng listened silently.

Although the "tasks issued" by the eleven members of the Su Family all had long deadlines, every single one would embroil him in other forces and conflicts.

Song Cheng only felt a headache.

However, as long as he joined the Su Family, he could immediately obtain cultivation techniques.

And now that things had reached this point, he had to agree whether he wanted to or not.

Therefore, Song Cheng decided to agree first.

After all, agreeing doesn't mean he will definitely do it, doing it doesn't mean he will do it in time, and doing it in time has an order of priority; if "doing his first and then yours" leads to yours not being done, that is normal. After all, I am doing it seriously, and even if I really go to do it, Little Song's ability is limited and he might not do it well, and if an accident happens and it doesn't get done, who can blame him?

Because he felt he couldn't do it or felt it was troublesome, Song Cheng could not bring himself to push away visible, great benefits and offend a bunch of people.

Therefore, at this moment, Song Cheng nodded one by one, agreeing to everything; after the eleven tasks were issued, the Su Family members saw that Song Cheng did not refuse, so they did not refuse his joining the Su Family either.

And what was interesting was that these eleven tasks were inseparable from Huangcheng, or rather, they were entirely centered around Huangcheng.

Song Cheng was a bit speechless: Your Su Family has been pushed to the frontier by others, yet you still want a newcomer to go to the center of power to do things for you... what are you thinking?

In a blink, eleven Souls departed.

The Yin She, which had been crowded and noisy, suddenly became a little emptier.

The head of the Su Family said: "Little Song, come with me."

Song Cheng nodded.

The two walked to a corner of the Yin She.

The head of the Su Family gently opened a cabinet door in the Yin She, and to his surprise, quite a few Spirit Tablets were revealed inside.

Some were engraved with names, while others were blank.

There were fourteen engraved with names in total; the names of Su Ningyu and Su Houzhang were prominently among them.

And the Spirit Tablet at the very top was engraved with the three characters "Su Mengzhen."

Song Cheng looked at the head of the Su Family.

The latter nodded and said: "It is me."

Having said that, she picked up a blank tablet and said: "Now this one is to be engraved with yours; you should engrave it yourself. Once engraved, you will have officially joined the Su Family."

Song Cheng held the tablet and looked toward the two women again.

One has 99 favorability, the other 93; neither looks like they intend to harm him.

The system is quite accurate on this point, especially after favorability reaches 100, when they truly open their hearts to you.

Su Mengzhen said indifferently: "This Spirit Tablet is from within the Yin She; if you write your own name with your Soul, you can then cultivate in this Yin She. Likewise, this is also the authority of the Su Family head."

"As the family head, I am the only one who can visualize the Yin She, and also the one who can summon family members back here through the Spirit Tablet."

"Su Houzhang was summoned back by me, and after he fought a battle with me, he was locked into the tablet and sealed."

Su Mengzhen did not hide anything at all, stating directly: "There are two methods of sealing."

"One is to seal them into the Yin She; the second is forgetting, where the visualizer does not exist in the world."

"Su Houzhang was sealed using the former; Xiao Yu'er was previously sealed using the latter."

"Her statue was only seen by Lady Zhushan; Lady Zhushan destroying her statue cut off the possibility of her being visualized again. Fortunately, Lady Zhushan still left behind a portrait, otherwise... Xiao Yu'er would likely have had to stay at home for a long time."

"Earlier you asked why one cannot leave from the main body to wander outside."

"That is because the world is like a furnace; if a Ghost wanders outside for a long time, it will be severely damaged. Only by possessing a body can one avoid this depletion."

Song Cheng thought for a moment and then asked: "Is it only the family head who can visualize the Yin She?"

Su Mengzhen said: "Yes."

Song Cheng asked again: "Then as a family head, can one write their name on another family's tablet?"

Su Ningyu:???

Su Mengzhen:???

The girl in red gauze said speechlessly: "Little Song, are you even a family head of some house? Why do you keep asking such strange questions?"

Su Mengzhen, however, answered seriously: "Your question is too rare; no one has likely tried it."

"I know you are currently worried that this Spirit Tablet might harm you, but I tell you, it will not."

"As for whether you believe it or not, that is up to you."

Song Cheng glanced at their favorability again, then raised his hand to grab the Spirit Tablet, wanting to write his name upon it.

Yet, this grab actually failed to move it.

He was stunned for a moment.

Su Mengzhen said: "This Spirit Tablet can only be picked up by the family head."

She pointed to the second Spirit Tablet behind her own.

Written upon it was "Su Shiling," a member of the Su Family from before.

Song Cheng vaguely remembered that this "Su Shiling's" strength was also extremely high, being the existence in the Su Family second only to Su Mengzhen.

Su Mengzhen said: "If I die, my name will disappear from the Spirit Tablet. And Su Shiling would become the first on the Spirit Tablet; he... would automatically become the new family head and manage the Yin She."

Song Cheng said: "Why not let Ningyu be ranked second?"

Su Mengzhen said: "For the stability of the clan."

Having said that, she added: "With this, you should be able to believe that even though a family head has the power to visualize the Yin She and recall clan members, they only possess these powers. What truly decides everything is still strength."

"Xiao Yu'er likes you very much; later you two should become Dao companions."

"And you were proposed to join the Su Family by us sisters; you and we are together, sharing honor and disgrace."

"We both hope you become stronger, so... it is absolutely impossible for us to harm you."

After thinking for a moment, this sister-in-law continued: "As for the clan member who wanted you to contact a Ghost earlier, it actually involves a secret to stepping into a higher level of the Xuan Realm; this secret..."

Song Cheng did not wait for her to continue, but directly raised his hand to the Spirit Tablet she was holding and scribbled the name "Song Cheng."

In an instant, he had a strange feeling of his Soul being pulled away, as if an elevator had suddenly malfunctioned while he was sitting in it, and he was plummeting from the twentieth floor to the first in a state of weightlessness.

But immediately after, that Soul circled around and returned to his body.

Song Cheng:??? Before he could ask, Su Ningyu beside him said: "Don't worry, Little Song, this feeling is normal; we all have it."

"But only in this way can we be thoroughly connected to the Yin She."

"This is not a loss, but your manifestation of being connected to the Yin She and to my Su Family."

Song Cheng:... He felt something was not quite right, so he omitted the strange question of "then why did my Soul come back."

He had a strange guess in his own heart; he would test it later.

And at this very moment, he saw Su Mengzhen's favorability "jump," changing from "93" to "97"; she truly regarded him as one of her own now.

Su Mengzhen waved her hand and said: "Little Song, come, I will take you to pick a cultivation technique. The matter of contacting the Ghost is actually related to the next level of the Xuan Realm; to reach that level, one needs to survive the Reappearance Tribulation."

Song Cheng nodded... The Su Family's selection of cultivation techniques also "opened Song Cheng's eyes."

The fake "great family selecting techniques" involves slowly walking past pillars in a vast, magnificent library hall, looking at the techniques emitting golden light, full of anticipation, slowly approaching... The real "great family selecting techniques" is the sister-in-law opening a cabinet in a cramped corner of the Yin She, then sticking her buttocks up, lifting her dark-colored pleated skirt, kneeling down, rummaging through it, and then, after confirming, taking out a strange booklet.

That booklet was not recorded on paper at all, but was purely a "Soul-like composition."

Su Mengzhen handed the booklet to Song Cheng and said: "This is an introductory technique for the Xuan Realm, prepared for those who have the talent for wandering souls but have not yet stepped into the Xuan Realm; take a look."

"As for other techniques, as the head of the Su Family, I must be clear in rewards and punishments; even for Xiao Yu'er, I cannot just give them to her directly."

"However, rest assured, my Su Family still has its foundation... some of these techniques, even I have not mastered."

Song Cheng understood.

And he simultaneously understood that everything in the Yin She could likely only be opened by the family head.

At this time, he took the booklet and flipped through the pages.

A magical feeling surged forth.

There was no need to recite at all; after flipping through, he could not see the characters clearly, but corresponding information surged into his mind.

This technique was called "Xuanxin Moon-Gazing."

He flipped through it seriously, and once he had finished, the entire "Xuanxin Moon-Gazing" was imprinted into his mind.

But it was only imprinted; the panel did not display the words "Not Yet Initiated."

However, this was normal; for techniques of this level, you need to have the most basic understanding, recognize how to cultivate it, and find that glimmer of opportunity for cultivation before the "Not Yet Initiated" information will appear.

After finishing, Song Cheng handed the booklet back to his sister-in-law.

Su Ningyu looked at him happily, then said, "Little Song, you are now a member of my Su Family, so... is it alright if I come to find you?"

Song Cheng nodded with a smile; he was very much looking forward to raising Su Ningyu's favorability to 100.

But immediately after, he added, "Is the place far? Will it pass through the Ghost Domain? Is it safe?"

The girl in red gauze revealed a sweet smile and said, "Yo, you're already concerned about me?"

Song Cheng said, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

The girl in red gauze was stunned for a moment and said, "I do."

Song Cheng said shyly, "I care about you."

It was clearly just nonsense, but the girl in red gauze let out a "pfft" and laughed, saying sweetly, "Little Song, I'll come tonight, though it might take several days of travel to reach Hanping Prefecture."

Beside them, Su Mengzhen inadvertently took a big mouthful of "dog food," but she felt no sense of desolation; instead, she felt happy that her younger sister had found a Dao companion, and even the gaze she directed at her future brother-in-law became increasingly friendly.

She had not found a suitable Dao companion, having only left behind offspring in the human world, and now, seeing her sister happy, she felt happy as well.

After completely becoming a member of the Su Family, Song Cheng's Soul returned to his body.

At this time, the sky was already bright; he yawned, but immediately began to ponder the cultivation method of the "Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art."

This cultivation technique was for helping those with a "Ghost Soul talent" step into the Xuan Realm.

However, where would he have any Ghost Soul?

That was all a lie, alright?

But could he not practice it just because he lacked a Ghost Soul? He began to study it earnestly.

In short, the "Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art" was about inhaling and exhaling moonlight to cultivate, and midnight was the best time for such practice.

'I'll try it tonight.'

Song Cheng thought to himself.

However, Su Ningyu would likely not come tonight, because her Soul had already returned to her physical body, and then her physical body had walked out of the Ice Coffin.

Bored, Song Cheng could not help but think of the strange question he had asked during the Daytime.

'If only the head of a family can visualize a Yin She, then since I can visualize the Nine-Layer Nether Tower, does that not mean I am also a head of a family?'

'Su Ningyu said a bit of Soul was extracted to establish a connection with the Yin She. But she never said this Soul would be returned, yet mine was returned.'

'What exactly is going on here?'

Song Cheng was very puzzled.

Subconsciously, he visualized the Nine-Layer Nether Tower.

The tower levels that seemed to span heaven and earth suddenly appeared.

He was located on the first level, and this first level was already spacious enough to hold many, many Su Jia Yinshe.

Usually, his Soul would go straight to the ninth level, but today... he wandered around instead.

As he wandered, he suddenly paused; in a corner of the first level of the Nine-Layer Nether Tower, a familiar small house appeared.

The small house was cramped, narrow, and empty... He arrived in front of the small house's door and subconsciously walked inside.

This... isn't this the "Su Jia Yinshe"?

As Song Cheng walked, he saw the cabinets on both sides.

Those were the cabinets that only the head of the Su Family had the authority to open.

Song Cheng thought for a moment, raised his hand to grab the door of the first cabinet, and pulled it gently.

The cabinet door opened.

Inside sat a Spirit Tablet.

Song Cheng was stunned, but tentatively reached out, grabbed his own Spirit Tablet, and moved it slightly; the Spirit Tablet was lifted... He hurriedly put the Spirit Tablet back and turned to close the cabinet door.

Then he tilted his head to look at the other cabinet, the one storing cultivation techniques.

He paused slightly, pulled open the cabinet, bent over, crouched down, reached into the cabinet, and took out three cultivation techniques, including the "Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art."

Song Cheng:... Suddenly, he had a possible answer in his heart.

If "the head of one Yin She" signed their name on the "Spirit Tablet of another Yin She," the two Yin She would merge.

And if the two differed too greatly, the smaller one would be directly swallowed by the larger one, yet the head of the smaller Yin She would be completely unable to realize it.

Precisely because of this, after his Soul was extracted by the "Su Jia Yinshe," it was instantly returned because the "Su Jia Yinshe" had merged into the "Nine-Layer Nether Tower."

'So, the Su Family has been swallowed by me?'

Song Cheng's heart suddenly began to pound wildly.

(End of this chapter)