Immortal Father
Chapter 1115: 389: Uninvited Guest_3

Chapter 1115: Chapter 389: Uninvited Guest_3

Taiqing asked, “Did the spirit in the coffin ever threaten Teacher?”

“Not a threat,” Hongjun said slowly, “it merely showed me a clear path.”

“What is this clear path?”

“The heavens and earth will ultimately fall silent. Rather than let the world become my coffin, it is better to risk everything and break free.”

“Perhaps the heavens and earth have another way forward.”

“I sat on the edge of the cosmos, peering outward. This was a secret technique taught to me by that being. I witnessed Pangu’s act of creation hundreds of times. Only one or two worlds managed to retain their spiritual power and ultimately leapt into the depths of the Chaos Sea. By the time I understood these truths, our cosmos was already broken beyond repair.”

“Teacher may be willing to let go, but the Three Pure Ones cannot.”

“You are formed from Pangu’s Primordial Spirit,” Hongjun furrowed his brow as he stared at the chessboard, his movements growing slower and measured. “Your fate is to be trapped within this cosmos. I am different; I am a Chaos Creature.”

“Can Teacher not assist the cosmos?” Taiqing placed another chess piece.

Hongjun only sighed and remained silent.

It was clear he had no intention of answering this question.

Taiqing remained quiet for a long time. The two proceeded to play, move by move.

“Li Dazhi is the key.”

Hongjun suddenly remarked.

Taiqing’s expression had been calm, but at this moment, he could not resist being slightly stunned.

“Teacher, why not Li Ping’an?”

“Li Ping’an and Li Dazhi are one and the same.”

Hongjun let out a long breath:

“That is all I can say. The rest is inappropriate for me to reveal. You have your own path. If you find it unsatisfactory, you may later choose to reforge the five elements and recreate the heavens and earth. There’s no need to concern yourself overly with these matters.”

“Understood,” Taiqing replied, “thank you for the reminder, Teacher.”

Hongjun smiled and shook his head. Just as he was about to place a chess piece, his expression shifted subtly.

His fingers brushed across the chessboard, and a layer of mist emerged on its surface. Within the mist, a vivid scene became visible.

An emaciated elder rode a plum-blossom deer, guiding three-colored clouds as he quietly glided through the mountains and rivers, descending upon the middle region of the East Continent.

“Ran Deng?”

Hongjun chuckled and remarked, “Why has this guardian spirit lantern come here? Off to find Li Ping’an?”

Taiqing said, “Let’s watch.”

Li Ping’an truly did not want to come to the disaster-stricken region of the East Continent. He had been avoiding the area before.

The reasoning was clear to him;

Yet when he saw the devastation wrought upon these creatures, his Dao heart felt unbearably heavy;

And then, almost helplessly driven by a Holy Mother-like compassion, he would wonder: if he had stepped in earlier to resolve the crisis, would these people have been spared?”

Li Ping’an felt this was nothing more than idle fantasy.

He had always believed that the motion of the world was unaffected by any individual’s will. This world would continue functioning, even without any one person;

One could only strive to do one’s best and be a good person.

These were lessons he had learned after experiencing setbacks and disappointments in his hometown society.

Wandering through the mortal city struck hardest by disaster, Li Ping’an concealed his form, avoiding detection by others.

He did not act with great intention; he merely passed by, healing the wounded with a casual touch of immortal power, or sending two Five Grains Pills to the hungry and thirsty—a simple lift of a finger.

—After all, many immortals were already aiding in disaster relief. There was no need for him to do more.

The Avenue of All Beings offered many profound insights.

This type of cultivation was far more time-efficient and effortless than meditating upon the Avenue of Azure Clouds or the Avenue of Slaughter.

Just as he was about to go to the next major city, he floated upward on clouds, with the Heavenly Fury Guards secretly trailing behind him. Suddenly, a deer cry rang out nearby.

Riding clouds and astride a spiritual deer, the emaciated elder with a hint of a smile blocked Li Ping’an’s path.

From Li Ping’an’s sleeve, a small head immediately peeked out.

“A master. Master-nephew, be cautious.”

The elder shook his horsetail whisk and, smiling warmly at Li Ping’an, said:

“Honorable Heavenly Emperor, greetings. This poor Daoist is Ran Deng, reluctantly serving as Vice Leader of Chan Sect. Might I invite Your Majesty to visit my humble grotto?”

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