Immortal Father
Chapter 290 - 290 109 The Heroine's Kiss Ping'an Comes Out of the Mountain_2

290: Chapter 109: The Heroine’s Kiss, Ping’an Comes Out of the Mountain_2 290: Chapter 109: The Heroine’s Kiss, Ping’an Comes Out of the Mountain_2 Li Ping’an was about to go to Caiyun Peak to admonish his junior fellow apprentice, Ningning Mu, when a white cloud leisurely descended in front of his cave dwelling.

It was Xiaoyue who had arrived.

Qing Su withdrew to the inner cave, and Wen Ling hurriedly stepped forward to greet her warmly.

Upon seeing Xiaoyue, Wen Ling called out in a clear voice, “Disciple pays respect to Master!”

Xiaoyue smiled gently, lifting her hand to fondly rub Wen Ling’s head.

“You have done well here; from now on, you will serve by Ping’an’s side.

Take these with you and don’t mistreat yourself,”

Wen Ling took the Storage Treasure given to her by her master, her almond eyes misting over, her lips quivering continuously.

Xiaoyue glanced at Li Ping’an somewhat awkwardly and laughed, “What’s the matter?

Seeing you like this, have you run into any trouble?”

“Master,” Wen Ling wiped her tears, “thank you for giving your disciple this opportunity.”

Li Ping’an chuckled, “Go and rest.

If Elder Xiaoyue is looking for me, it must be to give some instructions.”

“Yes, please proceed with your matters!”

Wen Ling nodded hurriedly and retreated to one side.

Xiaoyue sighed softly, her phoenix eyes turning toward Li Ping’an, and spoke in a gentle voice:

“Ping’an, I have already admonished Elder Yansheng about the matters in Zhufang Town by the East Sea.

There are more than a dozen elite forces there whom I nurtured.

You really don’t have to make the trip personally.”

“Please come inside, Elder Xiaoyue.”

“No need, I’ll just speak to you here at the entrance,” Xiaoyue smiled, “We should avoid suspicions…

just call me Aunty Xiaoyue or Aunty Yue, no need to be so formal.”

Li Ping’an smiled and bowed respectfully, “I wouldn’t hide it from Aunty Yue; my journey to the shores of East Sea is to investigate matters concerning the Demonic Path.”

“Oh?”

Xiaoyue hummed softly, a hint of contemplation in her beautiful eyes, “No wonder my uncle asked me to see you off; it turns out it’s for this matter.”

A gleam sparked in Li Ping’an’s eyes, “Does Aunty Yue know anything about this?”

“Can’t say I know much,” Xiaoyue sighed, “Having managed the sect’s businesses for years, inevitably I’ve had to deal with those Demon Cultivators.

I do have a few familiar friends; if you need to understand Demon Cultivators, you may contact them.”

After speaking, Xiaoyue took out two Jade Talismans from her sleeve and inscribed them with numerous messages.

When Li Ping’an received the Jade Talismans, Xiaoyue couldn’t help covering her mouth and chuckling, “When you go to find them, try not to get caught up in that; a little taste is fine, young people often can’t help themselves, but don’t indulge carelessly and neglect your cultivation.”

A taste?

Li Ping’an understood immediately.

So, the Demon Cultivators that Aunty Yue was introducing were all in unseemly places.

Indeed, brothels and gambling houses often had traces of Demon Cultivators behind them.

Li Ping’an asked, “Aunty Yue, what can I do by finding these people?”

“Usually, it’s to gather information,” Xiaoyue replied, “Sometimes, when there are matters you can’t handle directly, you can have them help you out.”

“People from Happy Valley?”

“Two of them are from Happy Valley,” Xiaoyue assessed Li Ping’an from head to toe, “You’re quite young but you know quite a bit, just don’t lead your father astray.”

Li Ping’an laughed sheepishly, “Aunty Yue is mistaken, I am indeed a proper Qi Cultivator.”

“That’s true, with such a name synonymous with great enlightenment and such handsome looks, when you go out you shouldn’t lack for romantic encounters.”

Fortunately, Li Ping’an had a thick skin and merely bowed his hands, “You flatter me, Aunty Yue.”

Xiaoyue covered her mouth and chuckled, then admonished, “Be careful in all things when you’re outside, and don’t do anything recklessly trying to prove yourself.”

“I’m aware of the character of you and your father, but Ping’an, remember, there are too many injustices in this world, and one person can’t take care of them all.

Zhufang Town is not like the sect; it’s full of all sorts, immortals and demons alike, bathed in sunshine above, but full of shadows beneath.

“Don’t go looking, just be vigilant and protect yourself.

That’s enough.”

Li Ping’an knew that Xiaoyue didn’t consider him an outsider, which was why she was sharing such heartfelt words.

So he bowed deeply, smiling, “When Aunty Yue was in the mountain gate, my father was under your care.”

Xiaoyue sighed, “I can’t keep using my recovery as an excuse for much longer.

I’m just hoping that some matter will arise in the East Sea Zhufang Town, so you can help Elder Yansheng resolve it; otherwise, I won’t be able to have peace of mind.”

Li Ping’an took the hint.

Deal sealed!

For the sake of his father’s second spring, Li Ping’an certainly would make an effort.

Xiaoyue gave Li Ping’an a few more instructions, left behind several Storage Treasures, and then bid farewell and left.

Not long after Xiaoyue left, Ningning Mu, with a heavy heart, landed in front of the dwelling, her hands behind her back, taking feigned light steps as she entered.

…

“Senior brother!

When are you leaving?

Father was just here looking for me.”

Ningning’s voice reached his ears, and Li Ping’an was momentarily taken aback.

Well then, father and Aunty Yue are working separately?

Li Ping’an looked up and was slightly startled.

Ningning usually seldom wore full makeup, but today, she seemed to have made an extra effort to dress up.

Her fine willow-leaf brows and cherry lips were especially striking.

Her delicate face, rouged cheeks, and powdered face, coupled with the short skirt that looked to be a gift from Wen Ling, made her arms and legs particularly captivating.

Li Ping’an’s gaze lingered on her flower-like collarbones, unable to suppress a chuckle:

“Why have you dressed up so beautifully today?”

Ningning Mu felt a shallow joy in her heart but remained silent, bowing her head as she approached Li Ping’an, tugging at his sleeve.

She asked in a wronged tone, “Can I truly not go with you?

I promise I won’t cause any trouble and will stay quietly with Ling’er.”

Li Ping’an took the initiative to grasp her small hand.

His Spiritual Sense swept over the area; his master was in seclusion in the inner cave, and Wen Ling was pretending to meditate in her bedroom.

He tugged slightly, and for the second time, Ningning found herself in his embrace.

This time she did not struggle, instead lowering her head and sighing, her face resting against his chest.

For young lovers, once a boundary is voluntarily crossed, that boundary quietly disappears.

The young Daoists stood in the cave dwelling, wrapped in each other’s arms.