Immortal Father
Chapter 180 - 180 72 New Additions to the Cave Dwelling The Treasure of Qing Su【7 Updates!】_2

180: Chapter 72 New Additions to the Cave Dwelling, The Treasure of Qing Su【7 Updates!】_2 180: Chapter 72 New Additions to the Cave Dwelling, The Treasure of Qing Su【7 Updates!】_2 A streak of immortal light flickered, and Qing Su stood with her hands behind her back in front of the cave dwelling, watching the figure of Li Ping’an.

She wore a body-hugging immortal dress, her lithe frame outlining the tender beauty of a woman, with black hair simply tied into a bun.

Seeing Li Ping’an return in one piece, the corners of Qing Su’s mouth slightly curled up, but she immediately assumed the posture of a master again, her Taoist heart lightened, and her beautiful eyes became clear once more.

Li Ping’an greeted his two friends with a Daoist bow.

“Master!

Your disciple has returned.

I’ve been in closed-door cultivation at our ancestor’s place until now and couldn’t inform you sooner,” he said.

Qing Su nodded slightly, “Dazhi, our great ancestor has informed me.”

“Master, your disciple has brought two friends to visit our cave dwelling,” Li Ping’an said.

“Hmm,” Qing Su replied, “just have fun, I’ll return to the inner cave for cultivation.

I was a bit worried about not seeing you for some time, so I waited here to see that you were unharmed.”

A touch of warmth swept through Li Ping’an’s Taoist heart.

He really wanted to share the treasures that he had just obtained, the painting scroll, the treasure bead, with his master for appreciation.

But Li Ping’an had some concerns.

First, he was afraid that Qing Su might overthink and feel that since he had taken a Great Power as his teacher, he no longer needed her, his Heavenly Immortal Master.

Based on what Li Ping’an knew about his master, she would likely think this way.

Second, his teacher Yun Zhongzi had cautioned him before leaving to guard against arrogance and impetuosity.

Li Ping’an was well aware of what that meant.

His teacher Yun Zhongzi wanted him to keep a low profile in cultivation, to achieve some results before declaring himself as Yun Zhongzi’s half-disciple.

“Master, I will make some interesting treasures for you later,” Li Ping’an said.

“Hmm,” Qing Su nodded slightly, and her form turned into a streak of immortal light, returning to the depths of the cave dwelling.

Li Ping’an turned to invite them in, and Gu Qingcheng and Yu Yingshu cautiously approached.

Gu Qingcheng asked, “She’s not upset, is she, the Immortal Qing Su?”

“Exactly,” Yu Yingshu whispered, “Or should we go to my place?

My master is drunk every day.

Immortal Qing Su is too scary.

When she glanced at me just now, I felt as if all the little impurities in my Taoist heart were completely exposed!”

Li Ping’an and Gu Qingcheng looked at the Body Cultivator at the same time.

Gu Qingcheng laughed, “Details of the filth?”

Li Ping’an also said, “I am interested to hear.”

Yu Yingshu’s face flushed red, clearly a bit embarrassed.

As Li Ping’an smiled and stepped forward, about to open the cave door, he heard his master’s voice transmission, “By the way, there’s an additional person in the cave dwelling, a registered disciple of Elder Xiao.”

“Huh?”

Li Ping’an’s mind had not yet reacted, but his hand had already pushed open the door in front of him.

Bang!

Suddenly, the sound of a string instrument vibrating echoed from inside the cave dwelling.

Li Ping’an, Gu Qingcheng, and Yu Yingshu looked in the direction of the sound, and each of their expressions…

had its own brilliance.

Li Ping’an was puzzled, Gu Qingcheng was full of confusion;

Yu Yingshu turned his head and glared at Li Ping’an as if he had discovered an incredible secret.

Compared to before Li Ping’an left, there was an additional screen to the left of the main hall of the cave dwelling, a new inner cave behind it, a warm-colored curtain hanging at its entrance, and a floor laid with smooth green stone tiles.

The sound of the strings emanated from behind the screen.

At this moment, on the inside of the screen, a figure of a delicate woman graciously bent over.

A slender jade foot stepped out from behind the screen;

That foot, adorned with a thick-soled ‘sandal’ made of crystal, and the five crystal-clear toes presented an adorable playfulness that common female immortals did not possess.

As the jade foot touched down, it revealed a pale white calf and a puffball skirt.

The gaze slowly moved upward, revealing a waist cinched by a jade belt and modest curves.

Wen Ling’er’s face came into Li Ping’an’s view, however, it was now shy and hesitant, seemingly wanting to speak but stopping oneself, then she bent her knee, bowed, and coquettishly said:

“Ping’an, ancestor, you’re back.”

Li Ping’an: …

This long-missed lisp.

Gu Qingcheng nudged Li Ping’an with his shoulder and whispered with a laugh, “Elder Brother, I am impressed.”

Li Ping’an glared at the Sword Cultivator and said wryly, “This must be my father’s arrangement…

Please, both of you, come inside.”

Wen Ling’er, tapping her sandals, greeted them with liveliness but completely ignored Gu Qingcheng and Yu Yingshu.

“Ancestor, do you need to change into new robes?

I have prepared warm water for you; you can wash up at any time.

Would you like to eat something?

You must be somewhat tired from all the running around for the sect, so yesterday I specially learned a massaging technique to help relieve your fatigue,” she offered eagerly.

Li Ping’an’s expression became somewhat uncomfortable, and he frowned at Wen Ling’er.

Wen Ling’er instinctively retreated, her shoulders slightly raised, and she dared not meet Li Ping’an’s eyes.

“This…

Immortal Qing Su let me stay,” she said.

Li Ping’an frowned and asked, “Weren’t you working at Castcloud Hall?

I am a disciple of Wanyun Sect, and so are you.

Since when do disciples serve disciples?”

“Ancestor, please don’t be angry,” Wen Ling’er replied in a soft voice, “I just sneaked into the outer gate, and many immortals in the inner gate do bring disciples back to tend the Pill Furnace.”

Li Ping’an asked again, “You’re not being coerced by my father, are you?”

“Of course not!”

Wen Ling’er hurriedly defended:

“Great Ancestor Dazhi treats me very well; it’s just that I’m too clumsy, I can’t handle the accounts well, and my cultivation is not good enough.

Being allowed to serve Immortal Qing Su is my last chance.

Ancestor, please have pity on Ling’er.

I’ve finally entered the sect’s gates, and I don’t want to go back to being a menial worker in town.

There are far more chances to become an immortal inside the gates than outside.”

Li Ping’an was at a loss for words.

He turned his head to look at Gu Qingcheng and Yu Yingshu, who were enjoying the spectacle, and sighed, “Both of you, please excuse me, come inside and rest.”

“I’ll go and arrange the seating!”

Wen Ling’er hurried to the side, to the octagonal table, indeed displaying some aptitude.