Immortal Father
Chapter 218 - 218 85 Reaping a Rich Harvest Ping'an's Bottleneck_2

218: Chapter 85 Reaping a Rich Harvest, Ping’an’s Bottleneck_2 218: Chapter 85 Reaping a Rich Harvest, Ping’an’s Bottleneck_2 “Linghua Granny passed down the techniques,” Li Ping’an laughed, “Dad, you should go ask her yourself.

I only got the twelve transformations; see if you can get us more.”

“Alright, I’ll go later!”

Li Dazhi turned his head to glance behind, where Qing Su was bidding farewell to several elderly immortals from Caiyun Peak.

Those elderly immortals seemed to be transmitting messages, but Qing Su simply shook her head gently.

After a short while, Qing Su took the initiative to clasp her hands in salute and descended on a cloud, while the immortals, appearing slightly displeased, rode away on their clouds.

Li Ping’an pulled his father aside and transmitted his voice to ask, “What’s going on?”

“They want your master to bring you back to Caiyun Peak.”

Li Dazhi laughed and said,

“Don’t you know yet?

Your reputation has completely spread throughout the East Continent; everyone is saying that the Wanyun Sect’s Enlightenment Stone can enlighten Golden Immortals.

Outside our sect gates has come a crowd of elder predecessors, so much so that our Sect Leader is hiding and doesn’t dare to step out!

Hahaha, it’s killing me!”

Li Ping’an’s forehead was lined with black marks.

He frowned and said, “It really wasn’t because of my guidance!”

Qing Su had already descended on her cloud with a hint of a smile at the corners of her lips, her beautiful face showing a bit more expression.

She said, “Ningning mentioned she would come over in a while; she’s gone back to present treasures to her junior sister Qing Xu.”

“Master, father, please come inside.

I’ve prepared a table full of dishes already.”

Li Ping’an flicked his sleeves to open the cave door, and a fragrant smell of stir-fried dishes wafted out, making Li Dazhi’s mouth water.

Dazhi laughed and said, “Then today, your father won’t hold back and will eat to his heart’s content.

Immortal Qing Su, please lead the way.”

“Elder Dazhi, please.”

“Hahaha, why so formal?

We’re all family here!”

Li Dazhi gave his sleeves a shake, dragging Li Ping’an into the cave dwelling and pressing him into the seat of honor while he and Qing Su took their places to his left and right.

The door to the cave dwelling remained open as they were waiting for Ningning Mu to arrive.

With a flip of her right hand, Qing Su revealed a snow-white longsword, which she held in her palm and presented in front of Li Ping’an.

The Xingyin Sword!

A spiritual treasure of the postnatal world!

The proudest creation of the late Elder Xu Sheng!

Qing Su said, “Elder Xu Sheng sent this to you.”

“Master,” Li Ping’an laughed, “this clearly was a gift for you from the elder.”

Qing Su, however, said, “He wanted to thank you for your guidance.

I already have a spiritual treasure, also given by Elder Xu Sheng.”

A small seal appeared in Qing Su’s right hand, spinning continuously.

Feeling sentimental, Li Dazhi said, “Usually, it’s hard to find even one spiritual treasure, but this time, at Elder Xu Sheng’s place, we directly got four; I have two more that I’m not going to show you.”

Li Ping’an laughed and said,

“Master, spiritual treasures have their own consciousness.

Passing them around like this isn’t really appropriate.

Moreover, my cultivation is shallow, and I don’t favor using swords.

Having the Xingyin Sword in my care would be a waste.

You and the Xingyin Sword are a match made in heaven; please keep the sword.

After all, you are also overseeing my cultivation.”

After considering, Qing Su handed over the small seal to Li Ping’an, saying, “I don’t like to use seals.”

Li Ping’an didn’t refuse; he stood up and took it.

He carefully examined the small seal in his hands, feeling genuinely delighted.

This seal was of a deep green color, with what seemed like a whole landscape inside it.

The top of the seal had three tiers, on which were carved ordinary beautiful scenes: mountains, waterfalls, clouds in the sky, and at the base engraved two big characters—Subdue Mountain.

“Nice seal.”

A cold snicker suddenly echoed in Li Ping’an’s mind.

It was a certain young artifact spirit muttering, “How dare such quality even call itself a spiritual treasure?”

The small seal vibrated slightly, and a three-inch tall middle-aged Daoist appeared on it, bowing to Li Ping’an and saying, “Greetings, young master.”

Li Ping’an said, “Hello, nice to meet you.”

“Please refine and activate me, young master,” the middle-aged Daoist said with barely concealed irritation.

“Let’s see what kind of treasures are making such insolent claims!”

Li Ping’an did not reply, but with a prick of his finger, he drew out a drop of essence blood.

Using the method of refinement taught by his teacher Yun Zhongzi, he inscribed a blood pact and injected it into the Subdue Mountain seal.

The seal eagerly accepted the blood pact without any resistance and burrowed directly into Li Ping’an’s palm.

The middle-aged Daoist hurried into Li Ping’an’s spiritual platform, ready to quarrel with the spirit that had belittled him.

However…

While Li Ping’an was sipping wine and enjoying his meal and chatting with his father, he looked inward at his spiritual platform and found several more lines had appeared on his forehead.

The Subdue Mountain seal hid tremblingly in a corner of the spiritual platform, not daring even to rotate.

The middle-aged Daoist wore a flattering smile, massaging the arms and legs of a young boy, while asking about the force of his massage.

What a bullying by a spiritual treasure!

Li Ping’an’s voice spread throughout his spiritual platform, “Cangyue, don’t bully the Subdue Mountain seal.”

The Cangyue Bead youth pursed his lips, “Got it, master.

I was just giving a very fair critique, and yet he’s so sensitive.”

“I didn’t bully, I didn’t bully,” the Subdue Mountain seal hurriedly said, “Following the master is the seal’s good fortune.

Please, master, use the seal often, use it more.”

Li Ping’an: “Nice.”

“Oh right, Ping’an.”

Li Dazhi took out a wine gourd for himself, rinsed his mouth with fruit wine, and laughed, saying,

“Granny Linghua thinks very highly of you, saying you handle situations well and are quick-witted, a truly promising talent.

After you become an immortal, you can go be a hall master and get some early experience.”

“I’ll pass,” Li Ping’an shook his head, “Dad, I want to concentrate on my cultivation.”

“This is a thank-you gift from the Yuan Sect, almost forgot to give it to you.”

Li Dazhi tossed a storage pouch to Li Ping’an.

Inside were more than a dozen immortal-level storage treasures, filled with a dazzling array of treasured materials and Elder Xu Sheng’s complete insights on artifact refining.

Additionally, there were the puppet crafting methods that Li Ping’an had been coveting.

Li Ping’an’s face instantly lit up with joy.

He served his master several more dishes, encouraging her to eat more.

Qing Su delicately lifted her hair from her forehead and proceeded to dine with elegance, creating a picturesque sight all her own.