Immortal Father
Chapter 1026 - 1026 357 The Tide Turns Dazhi is Attacked_2

1026: Chapter 357: The Tide Turns, Dazhi is Attacked_2 1026: Chapter 357: The Tide Turns, Dazhi is Attacked_2 She pouted slightly: “Then the Twelve Golden Immortals from Chan Teaching appeared and stole the spotlight.”

“What were the casualties?”

“I’m not too sure about the specifics, but the losses on both sides were probably about the same, with many dead and injured.”

“What about the senior teachers of Chan Teaching?”

“They are currently enjoying a feast at the Human Emperor’s tent,” Guilingling puffed up her cheeks, “I, being from Jie Sect, didn’t join them in the excitement.

I sneakily took a roasted leg of meat and came to wait for you.”

Li Ping’an nodded, contemplating the direction of the upcoming battle.

With Chan Teaching entering the fray, it could almost be declared that the Demon Race’s counterattack had failed.

Reinforcements for the Human Race kept arriving from the East Continent, while the Dao Soldiers from the West now feared the Fountain of Youth’s secret technique and dared not make a large-scale appearance.

Both sides have sustained damage in their strength.

Unless the Western Sect has some unspeakable secret to insist on continuing this battle, both sides should likely fall back and recuperate subsequently.

Let’s hope so.

He was frustrated for not being able to use the power of Heavenly Dao and observing from the sidelines.

“If only I could have strength like yours, Master Guiling,” Li Ping’an sighed lightly, “With such strength, plus the treasure of Heavenly Dao, I could stand tall.”

“Don’t be in a hurry.”

Guilingling, gnawing on a roast leg, spoke earnestly and with greasy lips:

“As long as you keep cultivating step by step, you will definitely break through to Golden Immortal, Taiyi, and Daluo Realm, and then you’ll be almost like me.

“I’ve never seen you hit a bottleneck; you can definitely do it!”

“Alright,” Li Ping’an asked, “then Master, how do I comprehend life and death to reach immortality?”

“I really don’t know that.”

Guilingling thought carefully and muttered:

“I just lived and lived, and then I became immortal.

Every day lots of spiritual power would seek me out, and I would wake up stronger after a night’s sleep.

“By the time I could transform, I was already nearly at the Taiyi Realm.

“Back then, there was no systematic cultivation method in the world, and everyone just looked to see who had more spiritual power to be a bit more powerful.

“It’s roughly like that.”

Li Ping’an: …

Truly envious of those ancient beings.

“It’s good that I was small at that time, and after being beaten by my master, I was taken in as a disciple,” Guilingling said with lingering fear, “otherwise, it might have been my legs chopped off to hold up the sky!”

As they were chatting, several streaks of light flew towards them from behind.

It was Fenghou, accompanied by a few Human Emperor’s officials, coming to invite Li Ping’an to the feast in the large tent.

Li Ping’an declined with a smile, saying that he hadn’t exerted much effort and would temporarily abstain from the celebration.

He secretly gestured to Fenghou, indicating that they would meet up later.

Fenghou said with a smile: “Heavenly Emperor looks quite weary between the brows, presumably from expending much thought and effort, let’s return first.”

The Human Emperor’s officials didn’t press further, they bowed to Li Ping’an to show their gratitude.

They naturally knew who invited the Precept Teaching Immortals over.

After waiting for a while, Fenghou reappeared, and the two walked shoulder to shoulder atop the city wall, discussing the battle results and casualties.

“It’s good that the Precept Teaching Immortals arrived in time.”

Fenghou sighed:

“Otherwise, the Human Race would have had to rely on demon-slaying to win, and His Majesty would surely blame himself.

“Alas, my current worry is that His Majesty will take drastic actions and fight to the death with the Western Sect.

He truly is reaching his limit.”

Li Ping’an pondered and said: “Minister Feng, how do you view this anomaly with Heavenly Dao?”

“Aren’t you the expert in this area?”

Fenghou laughed freely:

“The anomaly within Heavenly Dao is a disaster left by Ancient Heavenly Court, now activated for some reason.

“For both you and me, it’s better for such a disaster to occur sooner rather than later.”

Li Ping’an simply mentioned the cooperation between the Calamity Lord and Daoist Luya.

Fenghou took out the Eight Trigrams Plate and glanced at it, then shook her head gently: “I can’t figure it out, the Heavenly Dao used to respond before, but now there’s no more activity from it.”

“Are we going to counterattack next?”

“Preparations will take some time,” Fenghou spoke seriously, “the enemy has higher casualties than us, as long as they don’t deploy Dao Soldiers, we have the advantage in Yuan Immortal level forces.

However, many of our own experts are injured, and it will take at least half a month to a month to recover our combat strength.”

Li Ping’an didn’t directly admit that he had already deceived Daoist Luya.

He couldn’t be one hundred percent certain now if Daoist Luya had truly left this main world.

Previously, while he held the small Golden Crow, he took the opportunity to imprint Daoist Luya with the Heavenly Dao Mark;

Unfortunately, he was now unable to sense through the Heavenly Dao.

He could only subtly remind: “I have made some arrangements here, and if the Human Race can counterattack next, or if the enemy launches another strong attack, there may be some masters who will not join the battle.”

Fenghou clearly heard the implied meaning in his words.

Fenghou frowned and asked, “Your Majesty, have you made some promises to these masters?”

“No promises, no conditions.”

Li Ping’an sighed inwardly: There was only a bit of deceit and the exploitation of familial affection.

He said with a smile: “This matter is somewhat trivial, Minister Feng, just take note of it.

However, I cannot be completely certain, so Minister Feng should still be cautious in your planning.

Right now, I temporarily cannot participate directly in the battle.”

Fenghou nodded slowly.

Changing the topic with a smile, he said, “Your Majesty is not far from achieving immortality.”

“Still some distance to go,” Li Ping’an replied, “I haven’t yet comprehended life and death.”

“Your Majesty is young…

cough,” Fenghou added a bit awkwardly, “Your Majesty’s years in cultivation are too few.

If you achieve immortality now, it would be too shocking and would sadden all the Golden Immortals of our Human Race.”

Li Ping’an laughed: “My father has just broken through to become a Golden Immortal today.”

“Oh?” Fenghou was visibly moved, “Has the Great Wealth Immortal truly become a Golden Immortal?”

“Indeed,” Li Ping’an said with a smile, “The news hasn’t reached here yet.”

“This is!”

Fenghou clapped his hands and laughed: “Wonderful, wonderful!

Later, I will send someone to deliver a congratulatory gift.

Truly befitting a Great Fortune Holder!”

Li Ping’an shook his head with a smile, continuing to stroll with Fenghou as they discussed the many trivial matters of the realm.

Fenghou was like the steward of the Human Race, with a detailed grasp of human affairs between heaven and earth.

Li Ping’an took the opportunity to seek advice on the way of appeasing the hearts of the people, chatting further away with Fenghou, laughing and talking merrily.

…

Meanwhile.

Casting Cloud Sect, the Sect Leader’s private garden.

Li Dazhi hurriedly put on his robe, frowning at the elder who had come to report.

“Mo Linyuan?

What is he doing here?”

“This,” the elder said with a bitter smile, “we also do not know, but he is a Daluo Golden Immortal after all, we really dare not neglect.”

“Out of the blue,” Li Dazhi frowned, “Is he already inside the great formation?”

“Not yet, we did not dare to let him into the formation lightly, after all, he is from the Demon Race.”

“Well done,” Li Dazhi pondered for a moment, “First, inform all peaks, if there is a magical combat outside, they should take refuge underground.

I always feel this guy is no good.”

The elder asked gravely, “Should we inform the Heavenly Emperor?”

“Ping’an mentioned it before, he went to find Mo Linyuan…

But why has Mo Linyuan come here?”

Li Dazhi paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing with divine light, and rapidly said:

“You go to the mountain gate and delay this Mo Linyuan for a bit, I’ll contact the Queen Mother.

“Calling Ping’an is of no use.”

“Yes!”

The elder turned and hurried away.

Li Dazhi took out a precious communication Jade Talisman from his sleeve, about to inscribe two characters into it…

A wrinkled hand, rough like old tree bark, suddenly appeared in front of Li Dazhi, pressing down on the Jade Talisman.

Li Dazhi’s heart was startled, but his facial expression remained calm as he looked up to see a somewhat tattered green robe, and Mo Linyuan’s smiling, kind old face.

“Heavenly Emperor Father, I apologize for the intrusion.

This humble official has come to borrow something from you.”

“Oh?” Li Dazhi narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, “Senior, why so courteous?

Sit down and have a cup of tea; shall we talk slowly?”

“Can’t delay; if I do, my life will be over.”

Mo Linyuan showed a strange expression that seemed both like a smile and a cry:

“Once the great secret is known, disaster is sure to come here, so I had to take preemptive action.

“Fellow Daoist, my apologies, but follow me to the Northern Continent.”

‘Is this guy mentally unstable?’

Li Dazhi’s thoughts raced urgently.

Just as he was about to start persuading, a dense green light flashed around Mo Linyuan.