Chapter 105: 123, 124 The Su Sisters, Song Cheng's Terrifying Talent (Big Chapter, Please Subscribe)

Su Ningyu was full of allure; in the eyes of ordinary people, this would naturally produce a "bewitching" effect.

Men would be distracted and restless, and those who felt they lacked the qualifications would sigh and wring their hands.

Those who were quite confident and wanted to climb this beautiful peak would do everything in their power to find out who she was.

As for women, they could not help but feel hatred in their hearts, a kind of gnashing of teeth, wanting to curse, "You little vixen, go die."

Yet all of this vanished into thin air the moment the words "Sister Su" were spoken.

Standing on the street was a scholar.

But the scholar was Song Cheng.

No one dared to have designs on Song Cheng's "Sister Su."

Even if many people did not know Song Cheng, there were always those who did.

Once it spread slightly, the surging crowd naturally came to a halt.

And after Song Cheng called that name, Su Ningyu ran over excitedly; she leaped from afar, and Song Cheng did not spoil the mood by suddenly stepping aside, but instead reached out to catch the red-gauze figure flying toward him, then spun twice in the air before embracing each other as if no one else were around.

After hugging for a while, Su Ningyu wanted to break free, but she discovered that Song Cheng had no intention of letting go.

She could not help but giggle and said, "Little Song, let go."

"I won't."

Song Cheng seized the opportunity to fiercely farm favorability.

If Su Ningyu's favorability did not change from 99 to 100 in a day, he would feel uneasy in his heart.

He had already decided to take in Su Ningyu, so he absolutely would not allow the slightest hidden danger.

Never mind that the favorability was 99; even if it were 99.99, he would not be at ease.

As for Su Ningyu giving him a strange feeling of "meeting an online friend in person," a sense of deception where the older-sister type turned into a younger-sister type, well... his requirements for a partner's appearance were actually only above average.

Whether it was the older-sister type or the younger-sister type, both were fine.

Compared to appearance, he cared more about utility value.

Su Ningyu was his stepping stone into the noble families.

Even now, because of a twist of fate, he had swallowed the Su Family and did not need Su Ningyu as much... but he still would not abandon her just like that.

Even though Su Ningyu had already paid her "utility value" in advance, Song Cheng would not do something like, "I've finished using you, you have no value, so you can be discarded."

In his view, "choosing a target with utility value, where the target also has decent looks and can have good feelings toward him," that was fate.

Since it was fate, he would cherish the other party well, strive to have the other party completely integrate into his home, and afterward, never abandon her, loving her with all his heart.

"Why won't you let go?" Su Ningyu asked.

Song Cheng continued to say cheesy romantic lines: "I'm afraid it's a Dream."

"What dream?"

"Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist. Coming at midnight, leaving at dawn. Coming like a spring dream, how long does it last? Leaving like morning clouds, nowhere to be found."

"This..." The little vixen was dumbfounded; after pondering it carefully, she felt it was incomparably dreamy, so she said, "Since you recite poetry so well, then... then I'll just let you hold me."

Song Cheng held the little vixen, who was in the form of a young girl in red gauze, tightly.

It was his first time seeing Su Ningyu in this appearance, so he naturally felt it was unfamiliar.

Therefore, he was trying his best to quickly merge the other party with the Sister Su in his mind.

And Su Ningyu was a bit apprehensive at first; after all, the "appearance of her Soul" and the "appearance of her true body" indeed had a tiny, tiny, tiny difference. The Song Cheng she saw was the real Song Cheng, but the her that Song Cheng saw was not the real her.

What if, what if Song Cheng didn't like her? But now, feeling that warm embrace, her heart was finally at peace.

After a long while, the little vixen said, "Little Song, one poem only allows for this much holding time; the time is up."

Song Cheng said, "Then I'll do another one."

The little vixen interrupted, "I'm hungry."

Song Cheng let her go, then gently took her hand and scanned the surroundings.

If he were still the him from when he first met Su Ningyu, he would certainly be panicked and nervous because Su Ningyu was more powerful than him.

But now... he felt much more relaxed.

If he were nervous and panicked, he would definitely have to go to a big restaurant to eat.

But now, he scanned with his eyes and saw an old woman not far away setting up a stall selling drinks and some noodles.

He sniffed his nose and suddenly said, "Have you ever eaten rice cakes? Stir-fried ones."

The little vixen was stunned for a moment.

Song Cheng pulled her to sit at that stall, fished some copper coins from his bosom, and said, "One serving of stir-fried rice cakes, a super-sized portion."

The old woman had poor eyesight and did not really recognize that this scholar was Song Cheng, so she said, "Good, good, good, coming right up."

The old woman had a knowing smile on her face and said, "The scholar is truly handsome, and the lady is also beautiful."

The little vixen blinked; she had originally wanted to say, "I came from afar, and you're treating me to this?" but the words reached her lips and she swallowed them back.

Lady?

She hadn't expected this mortal to have such discernment.

That was not bad either.

Then she would reluctantly eat a little.

Soon, a large portion of stir-fried rice cakes was placed on the table, and Song Cheng took chopsticks and handed them to the little vixen opposite him.

The tent blocked the sunlight, and the tree shadows outside swayed.

The little vixen was actually famished; after her true body walked out of the Ice Coffin, she actually needed to consume a large amount of food, but what she had been consuming were only the Pills that had been stored in advance and frozen for who knows how long.

Therefore, she was very hungry, very greedy, and always felt like she could not get full.

Now she took a deep sniff; the unique scent of the rice cakes mixed with the smell of soy sauce entered her nose, and she picked up another chopstick-full and put it into her mouth.

It was chewy.

Delicious!

The little fox spirit's eyes lit up, and then she began to eat quickly, piece after piece.

Song Cheng also began to eat along with her.

The two of them had their chopsticks clashing in the plate, and when it came to the very last piece of rice cake, it actually evolved into a war.

One could see shadows of chopsticks everywhere, but in the end, Song Cheng was one move ahead; he seized the opportunity to suddenly clamp onto that last piece, and then, while the little fox spirit's small face was puffed up with indignation, he delivered that piece to her lips.

The little fox spirit glared at him with a mix of anger, joy, and coquettishness, then gave a dainty huff, opened her small mouth, and ate the rice cake Song Cheng had offered.

After eating, dropping their chopsticks, and leaving, Song Cheng pulled the little fox spirit along again, walking and running all over the streets, going to whichever shop had a fragrance wafting out.

The North Land Blade King was a big shot in Hanping Prefecture, high and mighty; to many commoners, he was no different from the statues of gods and Buddhas enshrined in a shrine.

By rights, Song Cheng should also have maintained his airs.

But that was how others understood him; why would he care, and why would he live as the person others saw in their eyes because of that?

Both his and the little fox spirit's constitutions had already surpassed ordinary people by countless times, so they could keep eating; thus, after running around for a day, the two of them had actually eaten at several dozen shops.

Song Cheng had also made a discovery.

If he were to evaluate his women with a single character.

Tong Niangzi is "spicy."

An Jie is "wisdom."

Ying'er is "cold."

Ling'er is "pretentious."

Then the little fox spirit is definitely "gluttonous."

She really loved to eat; no wonder that day they first met, in that situation where everyone distrusted each other, she was lured away by him reporting a string of foods.

Seeing the sunset and the moonlight rising, Su Ningyu finished the skewer of meat in her hand and said, "Little Song, where are we eating tonight?"

Song Cheng said, "Eating chicken."

"Is it the Beggar Chicken from that Shangpin Weizhen Restaurant in the east of the city? Previously, I always used Ling'er's stomach to eat that restaurant's chicken; I haven't eaten it with my own stomach yet." The little fox spirit muttered to herself, feeling unreconciled.

"Let's go to that one." Song Cheng waved his hand and called for a carriage.

Today, he hadn't brought anyone along; he had come to the appointment alone.

The time from the west of the city to the east was quite long; even the carriage ran for a full hour or more before arriving.

The two of them gorged themselves, and one empty plate after another was stacked together.

Finally, near midnight, Su Ningyu let out a satisfied burp, stretched her waist, and said, "So comfortable."

Song Cheng suddenly said softly, "Then, do you want to..."

Su Ningyu was very uninhibited when using Ling'er's body, but having switched back to her original form, she had been aggressive before coming, yet now she was a bit timid, so she interrupted directly, "You, you, you, you, you..."

She rolled her charming eyes and said, "Do you know why I wanted to eat until this time?"

Song Cheng tilted his head to look at the bright moon in the sky and said, "Is Sister Su going to instruct me in cultivation?"

Su Ningyu said, "Exactly so!"

As she spoke, she stood up and said, "Little Song, you go pay the bill first, then follow me. I will teach you the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art."

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Alright, Sister Su."

A moment later, the two of them vaulted onto the roof, then flew and landed across the rooftops, arriving at the ridge of the tallest building in the vicinity.

Su Ningyu dusted off the black tiles, sat down with a thud, and then said, "Little Song, listen carefully. The key to the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art lies in opening the body to let in the moonlight. Although mortals cannot do it, those born with a Soul of the Void can do it like this and like that..."

She said a whole lot.

Song Cheng listened earnestly.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Su Ningyu finished speaking and asked, "Do you understand?"

Song Cheng said, "Sister Su, I want to be with you. Let's not practice this tonight, shall we?"

The air suddenly went quiet; the night wind swept by.

Su Ningyu rolled her eyes, broke the silence, and said, "Then... then let's make a bet."

"What bet?"

"If you can master the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art tonight, then for the remaining time, we... we... we can be together."

"Is it that whichever day I master it, that is the day we be together?"

"No, this is just the condition for today." The little fox spirit's beautiful eyes turned, and she said, "What's the matter, Little Song, are you afraid to accept the challenge?"

Song Cheng said, "I dare."

Having said that, he sat cross-legged, looking the part as he pondered, mused, tried and sighed, and shook his head from time to time.

The little fox spirit sat beside him, earnestly instructing him and encouraging him.

Su Ningyu herself did not know why it was like this.

When they weren't seeing each other, she had played so wildly with Song Cheng using Ling'er's body, but now that she had switched back to herself, why was she so apprehensive? Unfortunately, the old fox spirit Song had long since brought the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art to Completion; at this moment, after slightly laying the groundwork, he released his power a little, took a deep breath, and simultaneously visualized his body absorbing the moonlight... Suddenly, the moonlight across the sky twisted and headed in his direction.

Just for an instant, he stopped his movements.

Because the next step required operating the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art to break down the "toxins" in the moonlight.

He hadn't reached that step yet.

Su Ningyu, however, was already dumbfounded.

Being able to draw the moonlight to shift was the sign of mastering the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art, but how could that be? It had only been a few days; how could Little Song have mastered it? While she was still dazed, Song Cheng had already scooped her up by the waist.

Su Ningyu's body trembled, but she also accepted the loss of the bet and nestled against him.

Song Cheng went to a nearby An Family property, displayed his identity, entered the residence, and then bathed.

He finished first and lay on the couch, while Su Ningyu was rustling about, changing into some silk undergarments provided by the residence's maid... After a long while, the door was pushed open.

Song Cheng blew out the candle.

He was like a traveler who had stumbled into a dark forest, clutching a cane, walking and walking, when suddenly he felt a fierce wind rushing toward his face; upon looking, he saw it was a ferocious white tiger.

The white tiger lunged.

He swung his cane, the wind whistling as he whipped it against the white tiger's face, striking with a slapping sound.

The white tiger was no match and turned to run.

Yet he heroically chased after it, climbing mountains and wading through rivers, gritting his teeth to scale the peak, then plunging into deep water, finally finding the white tiger again amidst the murmuring stream.

This time, he would not miss his chance.

With a strike of his cane as fast as lightning, the white tiger could not dodge in time and was struck, fresh blood splattering.

A long time, and then a long time more.

The "fox-beating hero" held Su Ningyu in his arms, the two facing each other, whispering for a long while.

When dawn arrived, the favorability finally jumped, changing from 99 to 100.

Only then did Song Cheng let out a long sigh of relief.

Then he looked steadily at Su Ningyu.

Their nose tips touched.

In the air, the lascivious scent of blood still drifted.

"Sister Su, I want to marry you."

"You are a member of my Su Family; everyone knows you are my Dao companion." Su Ningyu felt somewhat relaxed, then tilted her head to rest on Song Cheng's arm, "For you now, cultivating the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art well is the proper priority."

Song Cheng suddenly said, "Sister Su, I'm sorry."

"What's wrong?"

"I lied to you."

"What?"

"I have actually already cultivated the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art to completion. Yesterday, I had already entered the gate, but I pretended to be like that."

Su Ningyu instantly became like a wooden block.

The air was quiet for a long time, then she giggled, "I don't believe it."

Song Cheng moved his mind, his Soul leaving his body, forming a shadowy phantom on the couch.

This was not just "cultivated to completion"; it would not be strange to say he had mastered it.

Su Ningyu remembered the first time she saw Song Cheng's Soul leave his body; at that time, there was no shadow on the surface of his Soul. If he hadn't possessed both a powerful body and the ability to have his Soul leave his body, she would never have thought he was a person with talent, and thus would not have let her elder sister test him.

Her elder sister's judgment was: Song Cheng was very likely a descendant abandoned by some noble family.

The number of Ice Coffins in noble families is limited; sometimes, even if a descendant with a Soul is born, they cannot be accepted into the noble family because there are not enough Ice Coffins.

Of course, there was another possibility.

That was that Song Cheng was a little beggar when he was young and also blind, which most likely meant it was "caused by being caught in the aftermath of some great war."

In this way, it could explain why he failed to activate his Soul, yet still remembered some high-level mortal techniques, and why his cultivation speed was extremely fast.

A Soul, with body and spirit as one, is naturally far superior to a mortal, so it is truly normal for his cultivation speed to be fast.

But that is limited to cultivating mortal techniques and does not include noble family techniques.

As for Song Cheng having come into contact with the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art before, that was even more impossible.

That... Su Ningyu was confused.

"Little Song, did you really learn this just in these two days?" Song Cheng nodded.

For someone whose favorability was "100," he did not hide much, and only by not hiding could he have the opportunity to come into contact with higher-level power.

Otherwise, when others thought of him, they would only think, "That is just someone who is still cultivating the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art," rather than, "That is someone who can already go and pursue higher power."

Su Ningyu heard this and found it somewhat hard to believe.

The two were silent for a while.

Song Cheng raised his hand again, wanting to swear an oath.

Su Ningyu said, "Wait a moment, I will go call the Family Head, and then we will go to the You She to talk."

After speaking, she took out a "Skull Double Fish Pendant"; this jade pendant was something she had guided the Lady of Zhushan to obtain, so she naturally had one herself.

In an instant, both were pulled into the "Su Jia Yinshe."

The difference was that Su Ningyu was pulled in passively in an instant, while Song Cheng only entered after he had secretly permitted it. Once inside the Yin She, the little fox spirit had changed back into a charming and provocative appearance, while the beautiful woman with white porcelain skin opposite them smiled as she watched the two enter.

This pair was her younger sister and future brother-in-law.

Now, she did not know if the two had already been together.

But the next moment, her question had an answer.

Su Ningyu dragged Song Cheng inside, looking completely unreserved, and then said, "Sister, Song Cheng has already cultivated the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art to completion."

Su Mengzhen's smiling expression suddenly froze.

Because it is impossible to successfully cultivate the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art in a few days.

Unless the other party had already cultivated a similar technique long ago.

She looked at Song Cheng sternly and said, "Little Song, tell me the truth. Are you from another noble family?"

Song Cheng shook his head.

Su Mengzhen said, "Then did you truly only successfully cultivate the Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art in these few days?"

After speaking, this intellectual beauty said seriously, "You and Xiao Yu'er have feelings for each other; if you tell the truth now, I will not pursue it. But if you lie now, then once the lie is exposed, Xiao Yu'er and I will be strangers to you, or even enemies."

Su Ningyu was stunned for a moment, staying in place.

Song Cheng followed Su Ningyu and said, "Sister, then how can I prove it?"

Su Mengzhen said, "You are insisting that you only finished practicing it in these few days, right?"

Song Cheng said sternly, "I know you don't believe me, Sister, so I am willing to prove it."

Su Mengzhen said "Good" faintly, then added: "Wait for me a few days, I will retrieve a higher-tier cultivation technique, you try and see."

Song Cheng nodded.

Su Mengzhen waved her hand and said: "You go first, I have some words for Xiao Yu'er."

Song Cheng glanced at the data above her head and discovered her favorability had already dropped from "97" to "95".

However, he said nothing and respectfully took his leave.

After Song Cheng left, Su Mengzhen looked at Su Ningyu and said: "Xiao Yu'er, after you return, find an opportunity to separate from him first. I will come over personally.

The Xuanxin Moon-Gazing Art, I have never heard of anyone mastering it in a few days.

At that time, if his lies are exposed, he might very well collude with his companions to turn against you.

The relationships between noble families are not that harmonious.

I must come over first."

Su Ningyu said: "Sister, Song Cheng doesn't seem like a bad person, he... he treats me very well. Besides, we have already been together, and I even want to bear him a child."

Su Mengzhen said: "I truly do not understand, even if he is a scion of another noble family wanting to steal my Su Family's techniques, why must he be so impatient and commit such a common-sense error."

Su Ningyu said: "Perhaps... Xiao Song isn't lying? If he were lying, why not cover it up and wait a while before saying he had mastered it?"

Su Mengzhen was stunned and said: "It has only been a few days, and you are already speaking up for him?"

Having said that, she added: "The human heart is unpredictable, and I do not know why he would do this. Wait for me to arrive first, hide quietly, do not have contact with him, and then we will go find him together."

Su Ningyu sighed softly, then her Soul returned to her body.

The feeling of their bodies pressed together returned; the two were still embracing, their noses almost touching, very close.

Su Ningyu looked at the man before her; clearly, she had already given her heart to him, so why would this kind of thing happen? Thus, she suddenly asked anxiously: "Xiao Song, tell me the truth, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Song Cheng smiled bitterly: "Sister Su, I just didn't want to hide it from you."

Su Ningyu asked again: "If my sister retrieves a higher-tier cultivation technique for you to practice, are you confident?"

Song Cheng said: "I will try."

Su Ning was silent for a moment, then angrily kicked out with her foot, pressing against Song Cheng's chest to gently push him away, then her figure spun like a light feather, drifting out from under the covers, her fingertips flicking the red gauze on the clothes rack to wrap around her body, then she looked at him resentfully and said: "You had better be confident! Otherwise... I will hate you for a lifetime!"

Having said that, the little fox spirit broke through the window and left.

Song Cheng watched her leave helplessly.

Actually, he could roughly guess what his sister-in-law wanted to say to Su Ningyu after sending him away.

Then... just wait for the moment the truth is revealed.

Whether he is truly a peerless monster, let reality prove it.

He did not hate his sister-in-law, because if it were him, he would be just as suspicious, perhaps even more so.

This is a process of deepening mutual trust.

Only by clearing these hidden bumps in the road in advance can both sides communicate more sincerely, rather than "he is very powerful, but to keep his sister-in-law and wife from knowing he is powerful, he deliberately hides and conceals it, then acts like a thief, pretending to be weak in front of his sister-in-law and wife, while secretly wanting to come into contact with higher-level power."

Since they are supposed to be one family, why engage in such internal friction? In the following days, Su Ningyu "disappeared."

Song Cheng "searched" for her everywhere; several times he clearly saw her data through the wall, yet he pretended to miss her, then wandered around in low spirits calling out: "Sister Su, Sister Su..."

He understood in his heart: whether he could completely stabilize the favorability at "100" depended on now.

Xiao Yu'er secretly watched Song Cheng searching for her so desperately.

Every time this happened, she would hide her presence.

After several times, perhaps because Song Cheng was searching too fiercely, so fiercely that he had already gone to a restaurant to drink himself into a stupor.

The man had red eyes, searching for her like a madman, shouting things like "I didn't lie to you, I really didn't lie to you, why won't you believe me"... Su Ningyu saw his red eyes, and so she cried too.

She quietly wrote a note and, taking advantage of a time when Song Cheng was drunk, placed it in his arms.

There was only one sentence on the note: Go home and wait.

However, something Su Ningyu did not expect happened.

Song Cheng held the note, murmuring in a heartbreaking voice: "Without you, where is home?"

The little fox spirit was a sucker for this; she wished she could walk out immediately and stand before Song Cheng. Song Cheng gripped the note tightly, the veins on his fist bulging, and shouted again: "Bring more wine!"

The restaurant belonged to the An Family, and the An Family manager was quite confused and puzzled by his own son-in-law's behavior, so he had long since reported the fact that the son-in-law was drinking and acting crazy there back to An Chenyu.

As a result, the big boss An replied: "Let him be, treat him like an ordinary person, and remember to ask him for the wine money when he finishes drinking; if he has no wine money, then... toss him out."

The restaurant manager was completely bewildered.

When immortals fight, he did not understand, and he dared not ask again.

He dared not ask for the wine money.

He also dared not toss him out.

So he just served the wine and ignored everything else.

Song Cheng was drunk and shamelessly began to cry, murmuring to himself: "I plan to drown my sorrows in wine, facing the wine and singing, forced joy is still tasteless. The clothes grow loose, yet I do not regret, for her I grow haggard... haggard... haggard... Hahaha... Since you came, why did you leave? For..."

"Hey."

Su Ningyu did not know when she had walked out.

"Stop crying, aren't you the North Land Blade King? What does it look like for you to be crying in a restaurant?"

The little fox spirit's voice was somewhat choked with sobs, not at all like a noble family scion responsible for suppressing the surrounding Ghost, but like a love-struck little girl having an on-again-off-again relationship with her boyfriend.

Song Cheng:??? He had never thought Su Ningyu would walk out.

This "new bride," besides liking to eat, was also quite simple, a bit hard to imagine.

Could it be that she had been cultivating in the greenhouse of a noble family all her life and had never really gone out to gain experience?

"Hey."

Su Ningyu's voice came from the side again.

Only then did Song Cheng lift his face.

The two of them, four eyes meeting, were both already reddened.

Su Ningyu hugged him tightly and said, "I believe you. I believe my man is a peerless monster. I have heard that on that originally destroyed continent, there also existed very, very powerful people. You are like that too. I believe you, I believe you!"

She said a lot in one breath, her tears like pearls with broken strings, rolling down and soaking the clothes on Song Cheng's back.

Song Cheng's hands, which had been suspended in mid-air, also hugged her tightly, then he whispered, "I am not lying to you."

Several days later, a tall figure wrapped in a dark cloak stepped into Hanping Prefecture. After arriving at the agreed-upon location, she looked at the pair of man and woman clinging to each other opposite her, and helplessly removed her hood, revealing a pretty face that could bewitch all living things.

Her porcelain-white skin was like ice and snow, unstained by a speck of dust.

Her chin was slightly raised, her expression disdainful, possessing a certain arrogance as if looking down upon all living things.

But combined with that figure and that face, it gave one an unimaginably cold and seductive feeling.

Like ice, yet also like fire.

This left Song Cheng stunned.

The "Soul" realm really is a place beyond the law, right? Although their appearances are more or less the same, their temperaments are worlds apart.

The "Su Family has a girl just grown up" Xiao Yu'er looks like a hot vixen in the "Soul" realm, while the "intellectual and dignified" sister-in-law is a standard hot vixen, and the kind with a very high rank at that.

Is Xiao Yu'er learning from her sister, which is why she let her "Soul" realm self become that way?

And why does the sister-in-law refuse to use her original form to appear before others?

However, regarding the sister-in-law, although Song Cheng felt she was very seductive, he still had no thoughts about her.

"I am now somewhat inclined to believe you were not lying."

The sister-in-law looked steadily at Song Cheng and said, "Follow me."

Song Cheng nodded.

A moment later, the three of them arrived at a residence.

The sister-in-law took the key and walked straight in.

Song Cheng was stunned for a moment, because this residence clearly had an owner. In this way, the sister-in-law actually still has some connections here in the North Land?

The residence was very empty, with no servants.

The three of them had their souls leave their bodies and entered the Yin She.

The sister-in-law took out the "Xinhu Danti Gong" and handed it to Song Cheng, saying, "This time, you will practice in front of me."

Just as Song Cheng was about to take it, the sister-in-law sighed again and said, "I will give you one more chance. It is not too late to confess now. The 'Xuanxin Moon-Gazing' might be similar to other families' techniques, but this one... is different."

Song Cheng said, "I will try."

The sister-in-law handed it to him.

After Song Cheng pretended to flip through it, he handed it back.

Afterwards, he "pretended" to start practicing.

He did not want to be too exaggerated, so he practiced step by step.

Several days later.

Song Cheng felt it was about time, so he called Su Mengzhen and said, "Sister, I have entered the gate."

Su Mengzhen nodded.

Then, under the gaze of the Su sisters, Song Cheng first expanded the giant spirit phantom, then operated the "Xinhu Danti Gong," covering the phantom shallowly over his body surface, forming a layer of dark, faint patterns.

But he did not let the faint patterns completely enter his body, which was exactly the sign of entering the gate.

Su Mengzhen: Several more days passed.

Song Cheng let the faint patterns completely enter his body.

Several more days passed.

Slight changes occurred on Song Cheng's body surface; once the faint patterns entered his body, the hair all over his body turned white, and his hair also turned white.

And this was the sign of the "Xinhu Danti Gong" reaching Great Accomplishment, which other techniques could not display.

At this moment, every single hair on Song Cheng's body had the effect of "making Manifestation Water and making medicine-men."

Until this moment, Su Mengzhen and Su Ningyu both looked at him as if they had seen a Ghost, and for a long, long time, they could not make a sound.

Su Mengzhen seemed to have "lost her head" and said, "Try again."

Song Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "Does this still not prove that I was not lying?"

Su Mengzhen gritted her teeth, returned to the Yin She, took out the practice method for the first tail of the "Nine-Tailed Fox Spirit Scripture," placed it in front of Song Cheng, and said indifferently, "Practice this. Only if you succeed in this will I truly believe you."

Song Cheng also seemed to have "lost his head" and said, "Fine!!"

One month later.

A huge Youhu phantom floated in the void of the residence. Song Cheng looked at the Su sisters on his left and right, then looked steadily at Su Mengzhen and asked, "Is this... acceptable?"

Su Mengzhen blinked; time seemed to have stopped, and the air had also solidified.

She really did not know what to say.

Because, even she had never encountered such a bizarre, unbelievable thing to the extreme.

She tried hard to search through her memory, and finally, she recalled that on that already destroyed continent, there once existed a group of beings who could summon wind and rain and move mountains and seas.

Those beings were also the ones who directly confronted the evil Ghosts.

If these evil Ghosts appearing in the North Land today were to appear before them, they could seal them with a wave of their hands; the simplicity of it would be comparable to eating or drinking water.

Could it be... Song Cheng is not just a simple abandoned child of a noble family, but a descendant of an even more terrifying family? That is why he possesses such terrifying talent?

Su Mengzhen's heartbeat quickened for a moment.

Many thoughts flashed by, and she nodded, saying, "It is acceptable."

Then she looked steadily at Su Ningyu and said, "Xiao Yu'er, no one is allowed to speak of Song Cheng's affairs."

"Got it, sister." The little vixen was extremely happy.

Su Mengzhen pondered slightly and suddenly said, "Little Song, I will take the second-tail practice method for you; try practicing it. If... you can still succeed, then... then you can just happen to go with me to charge at the Reappearance Tribulation."

Immediately, she explained the "Reappearance Tribulation" once, then said: "This originally requires finding a partner to attempt it together, because one needs to walk through the land of evil Ghosts, and various accidents will occur during the tribulation."

However, wanting to find such a person is very difficult.

Because no one will easily trust anyone.

But now, with you, I feel that it is still worth looking forward to."

Su Mengzhen did not say that this should actually be attempted by a Daoist couple, because the "Reappearance Tribulation" might cause various psychological distortions and extreme situations, and some situations can only be handled by a Daoist couple.

After speaking, she added: "But there is no need to rush, let's wait a few years before talking about it."

The favorability of the Su Family head jumped completely from "95" to "99" at this moment.

(End of this chapter)