Immortal Father
Chapter 151 - 151 63 Ping'an Begins to Be Considered a Demon

151: Chapter 63 Ping’an Begins to Be Considered a Demon 151: Chapter 63 Ping’an Begins to Be Considered a Demon Li Ping’an had a cultivation mishap.

When Ningning Mu heard Master Qing Su’s summons, she hurried over to take care of Li Ping’an, who was lying on the bed as pale as death, breath shallow, seemingly exhaling more than inhaling.

“Senior Brother!”

With a cry in her voice, Ningning Mu threw herself beside the bed Li Ping’an had hardly slept in.

Her delicate hands reached out to embrace Li Ping’an, but she didn’t know where to begin.

Li Ping’an opened his eyes, glanced at her, and whispered, “I won’t die…

don’t worry…

it’s just that my Primordial Soul is a bit tired…”

With a trembling voice, Ningning Mu asked, “Senior Brother, how did you end up in such a state?

Did you take any Elixir Pills?”

In her urgency, Ningning Mu grabbed Li Ping’an’s right hand and sent a strand of her Spiritual Sense into his body, only to find it dissipating into oblivion.

She couldn’t detect anything.

Li Ping’an sighed, “I asked Master to call you here so you could look after me; I can’t always have my master tend to his disciple…

My injury isn’t serious, just fatigue…”

Ningning Mu quickly said, “Senior Brother, don’t talk, just lie down, I’ll be right here!”

“Mhm, I’ll go to sleep for a while.”

Li Ping’an replied softly and then closed his eyes to meditate, soon falling into a deep sleep.

Sleep was the best way to restore the strength of the Primordial Soul.

Reflecting on how her mother cared for her when she was ill in her youth, Ningning Mu busied herself at the bedside.

She removed Li Ping’an’s bloodstained robe and shoes, loosened his hair tie, and fetched a basin of Spiritual Spring water to carefully wipe his neck and chest.

Because Li Ping’an’s injury was to his Primordial Soul, Ningning Mu rushed back to Caiyun Peak to retrieve some soothing incense for meditation and lit it beside him.

Curling wisps of blue smoke rose up, and faint snores began to come from Li Ping’an’s nose.

Ningning Mu sat by the bed for a while, looking down at Li Ping’an’s face, feeling his breath gradually return to normal before she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

‘Indeed, just as Senior Brother said, it’s not a grave issue, simply too much fatigue.’

She was about to seek out Master Qing Su to inquire why Senior Brother’s Primordial Soul was so exhausted, but just as Ningning Mu was about to get up, she thought of something else.

She looked down at Li Ping’an, carefully moved a strand of hair away from his forehead, and whispered, “Senior Brother, can you hear me?”

Li Ping’an did not respond, his snores uninterrupted.

Seizing this opportunity, Ningning Mu felt a daring thought rise within her.

But as soon as the thought occurred to her, she felt her cheeks grow warm.

After some hesitation, she was still too shy, and quickly left Li Ping’an’s bedroom with her head down, composing herself quickly outside the door.

‘What’s gotten into me?’

Ningning Mu sighed inwardly.

Suddenly, she felt as though two tiny figures had sprung onto her shoulders.

The Immortal on her left wore an elegant white dress, while the Witch on her right was clad in a diaphanous red gauze dress.

The Immortal said, “Ningning Mu, oh Ningning Mu, you must be modest.

You two aren’t Dao companions yet, so how can you engage in such intimate acts?”

The Witch retorted, “Li Ping’an is now widely known throughout the East Sea, and everyone in the sect knows that the Grand Wealth Immortal has a son who’s an awakened True Immortal.

Whoever gets close to him, receives his guidance, even a True Immortal could break through to Heavenly Immortal!

There might be True Immortals or Element Immortals seeking to cultivate with him soon!

If you don’t kiss him now, you may never get the chance!”

The Immortal sighed, “Cultivating together doesn’t necessarily mean man and woman must share a room; such thoughts are truly immodest.”

With hands on her hips, the Witch challenged, “Do you really believe that?

Just on Caiyun Peak alone, how many women have inquired about Li Ping’an in the past six months?

If you don’t act now, you’ll regret it later.

You’re cultivators!

What is there to be embarrassed about?”

“Oh!

Who cares about worldly etiquette when you’re cultivating!”

Ningning Mu’s Primordial Soul exclaimed in exasperation, then she bit her silver teeth, stomped her foot gently, and was about to turn back.

Then she heard a voice, “Ningning?”

“Master!”

Ningning Mu turned her head toward the lecture hall and saw Qing Su in an Ice Blue Long Dress; she quickly went to greet her.

Qing Su asked, “How is Ping’an?”

“Master, Senior Brother has fallen asleep,” Ningning Mu replied, “He should be alright now, his complexion is improving.

Did Senior Brother really suffer from a cultivation mishap?”

“This…”

Qing Su herself couldn’t give a clear answer.

Li Ping’an had only said he was trying something, and then he sent her away, asking her not to investigate further.

“When I heard the sound of him coughing up blood and entered, he was passed out, clutching a Jade Talisman.”

There was a hint of helplessness in Qing Su’s eyes as she said softly:

“I usually indulge him in whatever he wants to do, but this is the first time he’s harmed himself to such an extent.

“If I had known he would be injured so seriously, I would have stopped him.”

Ningning Mu sighed softly and said, “Master, I’ll go back and ask my father for some spirit-nourishing Elixir Pills.

Senior Brother is unconscious, and we don’t know where he keeps his pills.”

“There’s no need,” Qing Su said, “I’ll go to the Mundane Affairs Hall.

Elder Yansheng once said when thanking Ping’an that if he lacked any Elixir Pills or treasures, he should go to him.”

Ningning Mu quietly asked, “Was he just being polite, though?”

“We will see when we ask,” Qing Su said, sounding a bit dejected, “I seem to be good at nothing but teaching him cultivation; I can’t even concoct Elixir Pills.”

Ningning Mu wanted to comfort her master a little.

Becoming a Heavenly Immortal in just a few hundred years was already a tremendous achievement.

But Qing Su did not give Ningning Mu a chance to speak; she transformed into a beam of rainbow light and disappeared quickly.