Immortal Father
Chapter 1197: 424 Laojun Rides the Ox Away_2

Chapter 1197: Chapter 424 Laojun Rides the Ox Away_2

After speaking, the old Taoist who styled himself as the Supreme Elder Lord turned and left.

Hongjun wanted to speak but hesitated.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to stop this old Taoist;

It was truly because the aura of Taiqing’s true body, his Dao Charm had not diminished at all, still a powerful figure on the Saint level, and though the old Taoist formed from Taiqing’s good side was not as powerful as Taiqing’s true body, he was on par with Hongjun.

Hongjun simply couldn’t stop him.

Hongjun sighed and said: “What difference does it make if you return as your true body?”

“Unless… necessary… do not… appear…”

Taiqing spoke slowly, then pointed to the chessboard, letting out a single word from his mouth:

“Chess.”

Hongjun gave a wry smile, then looked up and sighed, deciding not to bother with anything else, exchanging black and white pieces with Taiqing.

In front of Zixiao Palace, the Supreme Elder Lord sat on the Green Ox, leisurely strolling towards the depths of the Chaos Sea, as if searching for something in the Chaos Sea.

Hongjun frowned and said: “Isn’t the Supreme Elder Lord returning to Heaven and Earth?”

“Later…”

Taiqing casually placed a piece, not saying much more.

Hongjun immediately had an expression of being tricked, his smile filled with bitterness.

He casually placed a Cloud Mirror on the chessboard and began observing various places within the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth.

…

Misty Realm, Heavenly Emperor’s sleeping quarters.

Li Ping’an stretched lazily and slowly rose from the soft couch, glancing at Ningning Mu, who was meditating at the corner of the soft couch clad only in a sheer dress. He couldn’t help but interrupt her cultivation posture.

“Oh, senior brother, don’t be a nuisance.”

Ningning Mu said with frustration:

“I just had some insight, maybe I could grasp a bit of inspiration.”

Li Ping’an pinched her puffed-up cheek and smiled: “I finally gave myself a break, and instead of saying you’ll accompany me on a trip, you’re just focused on cultivation.”

“Alright, alright,” Ningning Mu said with a giggle, “Since the Heavenly Emperor is sincerely inviting, I’ll accompany you to wander about.”

Li Ping’an’s eyes smiled into slits.

Ningning Mu quickly freshened up because, after all, she couldn’t keep the dignified Heavenly Emperor waiting for too long.

Li Ping’an simply changed into a blue robe, studied the Spirit Platform’s radiance for an hour, then left the chamber arm in arm with Ningning Mu, riding a cloud towards a pond and waterfall near the Heavenly Court’s station.

They didn’t need to conceal their presence; the various Qi Cultivators who saw them simply watched from afar, while dozens of Heavenly Fury Guards followed from various places on duty.

Beside the waterfall, in the clear shallow pond, Li Ping’an pulled out two reclining chairs, set up a barbecue grill, opened a sunshade, and prepared a fishing rod.

Whatever was caught today would be eaten.

Whether he could catch anything depended on whether the fish in the pond showed any favor to the Heavenly Emperor.

Ningning Mu asked: “Senior brother, are you free now?”

“For the time being, no issues,” Li Ping’an laughed, “I’ll focus on accompanying you for the next half-month, then continue my duties as the Heavenly Emperor.”

“That’s more like it.”

Ningning Mu smiled contentedly.

She fetched fine wine, placed it in the pond to chill, then tilted her head, watching Li Ping’an cast the line.

Li Ping’an held her soft hands and casually brought up a topic: “I heard, did you recently punish some female immortals?”

“Indeed,” Ningning Mu sighed quietly, “some were dancers, normally in charge of rehearsing dances, receiving some offerings at the Heavenly Court, and happened to be under my jurisdiction.”

Li Ping’an asked: “What mistake did they make?”

“It wasn’t a major fault.”

Ningning Mu propped her chin, whispering:

“They just wanted to stand out, those little fairies were restless, trying to seize an opportunity to catch the attention of leaders above the Heavenly Court, deliberately taking the prominent position during performances, forcing other fairies to play a supporting role, and secretly changing costumes…

“Everyone was supposed to wear something more elegant, but they changed clothes suddenly.”

“Ugh… particularly scheming.”

Li Ping’an shook his head lightly, smiling: “So how did you punish them?”

Ningning Mu waved her hand twice: “Twenty strokes with the board, three years of meditative reflection, ten years of reduced salary.”

Li Ping’an wondered: “Why not just get them removed from the Heavenly Court?”

“I initially thought so too, believing such women shouldn’t remain in the Heavenly Court, but an old woman pleaded on their behalf, arguing that it should suffice.”

Ningning Mu snorted softly:

“I then expelled that old woman from the Heavenly Court and replaced her with two instructors.

“Although my cultivation isn’t strong, and I’m not that capable, I am at least the proper spouse you married in a formal ceremony, yet she dared say things should be enough to me.”

“Hahaha!”

Li Ping’an laughed heartily, almost wanting to pinch her plump cheeks.

But being outside, too much intimacy wasn’t ideal, as it might lead to the old Human Race Immortals writing reports about the ‘Heavenly Emperor’s indulgent conduct.’

Ningning Mu whispered: “Senior brother, has the Dragon Clan submitted just like that?”

“What else then?”

Li Ping’an spoke warmly:

“This is all thanks to the Calamity Honored One, who dared to conspire with the Innate Gods and Demons to oppose the Heavenly Court.

“This was the Calamity Honored One’s last desperate gamble after finding no other way.

“He didn’t realize what consequences his actions would bring, resulting in the Dragon Clan’s damage, harboring intense hatred towards the Western Sect, and losing their home.

“Though the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth is expansive, places the Dragon Clan can go are few, if they went to the three thousand small worlds, they wouldn’t have face, and moreover, in nine hundred years when the Six Saints return, the balance of power in this world will freeze instantly.

“The Dragon Clan must choose to ally with a Saint faction, and the Western Sect is now off-limits to maintain their pride, leaving our Heavenly Court as their only choice.”

Li Ping’an stretched lazily:

“With the Dragon Clan settled, I can now retreat into the Misty Realm for a time of peace, research, and to comprehend the Dao.

“Oh right, Ningning, do you want to train in the military? The next steps are straightforward conquests, there won’t be much resistance, with the Calamity Honored One gone, the Western Sect’s ferocious demons are without a leader, merely like lambs to the slaughter.”