Immortal Father
Chapter 281 - 281 106 Ping'an Small Classroom_2

281: Chapter 106 Ping’an Small Classroom_2 281: Chapter 106 Ping’an Small Classroom_2 Perhaps it was because the beauty was by his side; he had visibly slimmed down in the past few days, his beer belly noticeably less rounded.

——He was shaping his immortal body to look a bit more attractive.

Li Dazhi said, “But this time, Ping’an initially refused to go to the eastern shore of the East Sea to preside.

Then, on his own initiative, he asked Ningning to seek out the Sect Leader to accept the task.

It’s what Ping’an wants.”

“Oh?” Yansheng was also slightly surprised.

Li Dazhi went on, “According to my understanding of my son, he must have other ideas.”

Yansheng quickly asked, “What kind of ideas?”

“He is a third-rank patrol emissary of the Eastern Alliance; he probably wants to achieve some accomplishments.”

Li Dazhi raised a hand to touch his head, sighing at the half-inch of short hair that had just grown out, and continued with a smile:

“A son’s journey of a thousand miles is a mother’s worry, so how can I, as a father, not be anxious about his safety?

“But after all, Ping’an is an adult.

He has been diligently cultivating without any slack, and I have seen all of this.

“As parents, we need to provide our children with enough nourishment and also enough space to grow, allowing them to spread their branches and leaves.

If I were to interfere with Ping’an’s decision, he might listen, but deep down, there would always be regrets.

“The East Continent is a broken place; where can one truly live in peace?

But the East Continent is still a hundred times better than the Western Continent.”

“When Ping’an returned from his training in the Western Continent, I suddenly saw the light.

“Why worry about him?

Let him make his own way.

I’m here to light incense for him, to lend him some luck.

At most, I’ll lose some hair.”

Elder Yansheng sighed, “Uncle Master, if you can think this way, then I have nothing more to say.

I will spare no effort, even at the cost of my life, to ensure Ping’an’s well-being!”

“Ah!

Elder, you are too kind!”

Li Dazhi laughed, “I won’t keep you any longer; I’m going to check on Xiaoyue’s injury.

It’s time for her to take her medicine.”

“Hmm, Uncle Master, you’re busy.

Ping’an is speaking at the Doctrine Debate Conference tomorrow, and I still have to arrange the venue.

I expect about three thousand sect members and disciples to attend.”

Elder Yansheng, carrying his dry tobacco pipe, took his leave.

Li Dazhi shook his head, a look of gloom in his eyes; he was actually quite worried despite his reassuring words.

But he quickly rallied his spirits.

Heavenly Immortal!

He estimated that in another ten or eight years, he would be able to touch the barrier to Heavenly Immortal!

With an Enlightenment Stone in the shape of a human at home, how could he fear not breaking through the Heavenly Immortal barrier?

Humming a little tune, Li Dazhi strolled to the inner hall.

The immortal servants he passed by all looked at him with envy.

In the inner hall, Xiaoyue was already sitting in front of the vanity, carefully outlining her brows.

She was dressed in a golden skirt, draped in a gauzy robe, her long hair coiled up and adorned with pearl hairpins and danglers.

Her delicate appearance, due to her injuries, was such that a single glance could captivate many male cultivators, leaving them unable to move.

Li Dazhi approached with his hands clasped behind his back.

Xiaoyue rose gracefully to greet him, her soft voice inquiring, “Uncle Master, have you come for tea?”

“Why have you dressed up?”

Li Dazhi smiled as he moved to one side, “Come and rest.

I will watch you take the Elixir Pills, then I must continue with my work.”

“Uncle Master,” Xiaoyue took tiny steps forward, her pearl hairpins swaying slightly, her peach-blushed fingers wrapping around the handle of the teapot as she poured tea for Li Dazhi, “I’m really fine; you don’t have to keep insisting that I take the medicine.”

“The main thing is not to affect your Dao Foundation.”

Li Dazhi said seriously, “You don’t want to be stuck as a True Immortal forever, do you?”

Xiaoyue’s soft voice replied, “I had lost the will to continue cultivating before; always stuck at a bottleneck, I’ve had no significant enlightenment in ten years of cultivation.”

“Ah, never mind,” Li Dazhi said, “Tomorrow just happens to be when Ping’an is holding his lecture.

You should listen too.

I’ll go with you.”

Xiaoyue looked down at Li Dazhi’s face.

At first, she had always thought his round face was the slick facade of the secular world, but now she always found it to be dependable and reliable.

Xiaoyue sat next to Li Dazhi and reached out her right hand to grasp his.

Li Dazhi instinctively withdrew his hand, shifting half a step to the side as he whispered, “What is this about?”

Xiaoyue leaned to one side, her left hand propping up her cheek, watching Li Dazhi calmly as she conveyed with her voice, “Don’t you like Yue’er, Uncle Master?”

“You this, ah!”

Li Dazhi stood up hurriedly, saying, “Why do you suddenly say such things?”

“Alas,” Xiaoyue sighed, “It seems Uncle Master no longer likes Yue’er.”

“How could that be!”

Li Dazhi quickly turned to look at Xiaoyue and blurted out, “With your beauty and grace, like a Heavenly Immortal descended to earth, ah, you’re an Immortal indeed, anyone would…”

When he saw Xiaoyue’s amused phoenix eyes, he realized he had been teased.

Li Dazhi frowned and clicked his tongue, “Is this amusing to you?”

Xiaoyue covered her mouth with a giggle, then got up and approached him without any pretense, confidently hooking her arm through Li Dazhi’s.

Li Dazhi’s body trembled slightly.

Xiaoyue spoke softly, “Uncle Master, your child is capable of standing on his own, how can you still be so reserved?

I only like your composure, Uncle Master, not when you act like those junior disciples.”

“Cough, that’s…”

Li Dazhi cleared his throat, involuntarily producing a bubbling sound.

“Rest for now, I have to attend to official matters.

I’ll come back later to see if you’ve taken your medicine.”

He turned and left, his figure somehow seeming rather flustered.

Xiaoyue let out a soft snort of laughter, revealing an unconcealed flirtatious demeanor of a young maiden.

Humming the melody of an immortal song, she floated back to the vanity, showing no sign of serious injury.

…

“Ping’an is going to give a lecture!”

This sentence became the most frequently mentioned phrase within the thirty-six peaks over the twelve hours.

Already buzzing with the excitement of suppressing the Sea Watch Sect, the news sent the thirty-six peaks into an uproar as if a ‘congregation of immortals was boiling’.