Immortal Father
Chapter 1111: 388: How Fortunate Indeed_2

Chapter 1111: Chapter 388: How Fortunate Indeed_2

Or perhaps, within the next century, the Human Race will deploy no fewer than five hundred thousand troops for the Heavenly Court to command.

The Human Race will also train a group of Heavenly Soldiers for the Heavenly Court and will not interfere with the Heavenly Court’s recruitment of Heavenly Soldiers from the Hundred Clans.

And so on.

Li Ping’an listened to the report, feeling a bit embarrassed, and rubbed his nose.

He enjoyed several romantic nights over there, while his father took care of all the affairs here, which was truly…

After everyone left, Li Dazhi raised an eyebrow at Li Ping’an: “When are the two of you going to get married?”

Lady Ba quickly replied, “Uncle Li, I am currently governing the Human Race, it is not appropriate for me to handle wedding matters, my identity is special, and the Great Dao is in distress, so marriage is not suitable for me either.”

“Dad, don’t worry about it, we have our own plan.”

Li Ping’an did not shy away, and said in a low voice:

“Lady Ba has her own concerns, and we are mutually fond of each other; we are already considered Dao companions now.”

Lady Ba squinted slightly at the side, her eyes full of tenderness.

Li Dazhi patted Li Ping’an on the shoulder and said earnestly: “I’m heading to Dong’an City, you two should spend more time together to cultivate your feelings. However, young people should also understand moderation, don’t let it harm your vitality and cultivation foundation.”

With that, Li Dazhi floated out of the hall on a cloud with his hands behind his back.

After flying a hundred miles out, he couldn’t help but grin, laughing all the way along the cloud path.

Inside the hall, Li Ping’an and Lady Ba exchanged a glance, the latter lowered her brows and smiled gently, half lying on the low table at the main seat, beckoning to Li Ping’an with her finger.

Li Ping’an chuckled.

Is he someone who would lose himself to beauty and lack restraint?

Temporarily, yes.

…

In a large city in the southern part of the Western Continent.

Recently, the demonic winds blowing in from the north and the constant rumbling of thunder made it impossible for the loose cultivators and mortals with weak cultivation in the city to sleep peacefully.

One moment it was said that the demon soldiers had retreated, the next that the demon soldiers were attacking;

People’s emotions swung between tension, relaxation, a determination to face death, and being at peace.

Finally, celestial soldiers flew overhead, shouting “Great victory in the Western Continent,” and the city erupted in thunderous cheers.

People were celebrating the victory;

They were also relieved that the fighting had finally ended.

Most beings in this world are simply enjoying a mundane and peaceful life, not with such high aspirations, nor seeing such grand justice; having the quality to protect the friends and family around them is already admirable, and no one can demand more from those who cannot fly or produce magical feats.

The celebrations in the city had lasted for several days and were still continuing.

In a pond filled with lotus leaves in the corner of the city, a worm-sized Golden Dragon yawned and emerged, its large eyes full of confusion.

What happened?

Encased in celestial light, the Golden Dragon transformed into the form of Immortal Huanglong.

He raised his head and pushed his brain, recalling the time when he was tipsy in the large tent, where several officials kept urging the Twelve Golden Immortals to drink. Being a member of the Dragon Clan, naturally able to drink in large amounts, he took on most of the liquor.

Later, he intended to take a dip in the Southern Sea to sober up, but suddenly got dizzy mid-flight… Fearing he might crash onto mortals, his last conscious act was to shrink his dragon body to the size of a worm…

Is there another fight?

“Darn, this poor Daoist has been drunk for so long?”

Immortal Huanglong hurriedly rode on a cloud, habitually hiding his form, and sped towards the three cities of Fixed Western.

While flying, Immortal Huanglong suddenly let out a soft “hmm,” frowning as he turned to look eastward, his eyes full of confusion.

It seemed the power of the Heavenly Dao flashed by.

In the dense forest hundreds of miles to the east.

Immortal Huanglong raised his hand to stroke his beard, pondering for a moment, then deliberately flew a thousand miles north, slipping into a valley, and then used the skills taught by Disciple-Nephew Ping’an to stealthily sneak towards the spot where he felt something was off.

Deep in the forest, a transparent barrier enveloped a dozen large trees, the ground covered with rotting leaves emitted a faint fishy smell.

Approaching the barrier, Immortal Huanglong used a dragon clan secret technique to blend his form into the barrier.

Seeing the figures ahead, Immortal Huanglong instinctively crouched down, his eyes tinged with shock.

There was a man and a woman meditating here, both of whom Immortal Huanglong recognized.

One was the tall, warmly-robed Calamity Master, and the old woman seemed to be the long-missing Right Attendant Chief.

They seemed to be waiting for something.

Immortal Huanglong pondered with his Dao heart:

These two are exactly the criminals wanted by the Heavenly Court, even one of them alone is beyond my ability to handle, let alone both of them here.

It’s best to quickly find reinforcements, summon seven or eight experts to come over, and arrest and eliminate them, then it would be a major achievement.

He was just about to quietly slip away, but as soon as he moved, the barrier shimmered slightly, and a mosquito flew in, transforming into the form of a middle-aged Daoist.

Daoist Mosquito!

Immortal Huanglong’s dragon heart could not help but tighten, not daring to make any rash moves now.

Now the number of powerful enemies he couldn’t beat increased from two to three, if his presence were exposed, he might not even be able to escape.

Just then Daoist Mosquito cupped his hands and reported: “Master, it has been ascertained that Li Ping’an has not reappeared since entering the Eastern Alliance headquarters, it is rumored within the Human Race that the Heavenly Emperor and Lady Ba have become Dao companions.”

Calamity Master chuckled: “This Li Ping’an surely has considerable luck with women, Lady Ba, Queen Mother, these female great powers are all tricky figures, yet he managed to win them all over.”

Daoist Mosquito mused for a moment: “Rumor has it within the Human Race that it was Lady Ba who knocked the Heavenly Emperor unconscious.”

“Oh?”

Calamity Master’s mouth twitched a few times: “This makes him even more enviable.”

The Right Attendant Chief sighed softly: “General Lady Ba must have sacrificed herself for the Human Race, feeding the tiger with her body, probably forced by the circumstances.”