Immortal Father
Chapter 306 - 306 114 Killing Someone in Ten Steps_2

306: Chapter 114: Killing Someone in Ten Steps_2 306: Chapter 114: Killing Someone in Ten Steps_2 She thought the same, simply assuming Tuoba Han was the foster son of Blood Fiend.

Crash!

The wooden door embroidered with the figure of a court lady was pulled open as Sun Yingying, in a new pale red tube-top dress and with her hair pinned up, stepped inside with graceful, measured strides.

She lowered her head in a slight bow and offered a respectful greeting,

“Why haven’t you changed your clothes yet?

Jia’er is all ready.”

Li Ping’an waved his hand slightly, and the wooden door closed.

He casually took out a spherical Spiritual Treasure and shielded the room, then frowned and said,

“I’m not here to enjoy myself.

Has that foster son of Blood Fiend Hall truly arrived?”

Sun Yingying blinked, a smile on her lips as she sat beside Li Ping’an, teasingly saying, “Looking like this, Jia’er will be heartbroken.

Don’t overlook the beautiful moments, don’t be that cold-hearted person.”

“Let’s talk about serious matters.”

Impatience flickered in Li Ping’an’s eyes,

“I need to rush back to report to my elder brother.

That foster son of Blood Fiend, he’s Tuoba Han, right?”

Sun Yingying blinked, pursed her lips, and laughed, “I truly can’t discuss this with you, my lord.

Please don’t make things difficult for me.”

“Hmm, it’s indeed him.”

Li Ping’an muttered to himself thoughtfully,

“Should I borrow the Wanyun Sect’s strength to remove this foster son?

Or should I play the long game and fish for the big catch?

Or would it be better to ask the Eastern Alliance’s authority for help?

I can’t directly contact the Eastern Alliance…

Better hurry back and report to my brother.”

With that, Li Ping’an stood up with the support of his knees.

Sun Yingying paused.

A beauty in her chamber, and he was truly leaving?

“My lord,” Sun Yingying hastily said, “Were you solely putting on a play for those people to see?”

“Otherwise?” Li Ping’an replied indifferently,

“Do you really think I am one of those filthy lechers?

Hmph!”

Sun Yingying promptly took out a Treasure Sword forged by Mo Wentian from her bracelet.

Li Ping’an waved his hand: “How can an item once given be reclaimed?

I still have over a dozen treasures made by my brother for me.

The sword is yours to keep.”

“For me?

Really?”

“Really,” Li Ping’an confirmed with a bow, “Is there a back door?”

Anxious, Sun Yingying replied, “Of course, please follow me, my lord…

Are you really leaving?

Do you not fancy Jia’er?”

“Lead the way.

Next time we meet, I’ll treat you to a drink!

HAHAHA!”

Sun Yingying quickly bowed in agreement.

She lowered her head and led Li Ping’an to a secret door on the lowest level, beyond which was a narrow passageway.

Two Immortals guarded this place in secret.

‘Mo Wenqing’ left without turning back, not even once.

Leaning against the frame of the secret door, Sun Yingying’s slender form was particularly seductive.

Her fair skin shined brightly as she watched from a distance for quite some time.

Until two shadowy figures, like smoke, flitted past Sun Yingying and stealthily followed after.

“Yingying,” the voice of Grandma Yin Lin came, “Don’t space out.

Go and hide Jia’er, we still need to obey our rules.

Let her emerge only after ten years.”

“Yes, of course,” said Sun Yingying as she closed the secret door and hurried towards Yin Lin, saying with a smile,

“Grandma, he’s so unique.

Compared to the men I usually meet, he’s like the bright moon.”

The grandma laughed, “Has my girl started to feel the stirrings of love?”

“Not at all,” Sun Yingying pouted, supporting Yin Lin’s arm as they walked, and sighed, “I’ve just never seen someone like him before.”

“This man is somewhat dangerous.

He’s only at the level of an Immortal, yet I cannot see through him,” Yin Lin sighed.

“If brother Mo’s whereabouts were known, we’d definitely seek him out to verify if this brother really exists.

At the bottom of my heart, I just don’t have a clue.”

“Grandma, did he guess there was something off about Tuoba Han himself?

Did the elder from Wanyun Sect guess it?”

“Wanyun Sect has turned its attention to others.

They likely haven’t guessed it.

These great sects’ Immortals mostly stick to isolated cultivation within their mountains, so it’s normal for them to be a bit deficient in this regard.”

Yin Lin shook her head gently, speaking softly,

“Be ready to leave at any moment.

I’m afraid big trouble is about to stir here.

“Now that the Eastern Alliance has suddenly started to manage Demon Cultivators, the higher-ups in Wohuan Valley are beginning to feel insecure.

It’s a good thing that brother Mo has a good rapport with the powerful figures of the Eastern Alliance.

Yingying, why is your mask slightly lifted at the corner?”

Sun Yingying blinked, reached up to touch her cheek, and said in confusion, “Grandma, it’s not.”

“Hehehehe, just teasing you.

I’d thought you would show that heartthrob face of yours to that boy, utterly bewitching him to death.”

“Grandma!

I was just thinking of honoring you.

I had no such intention!”

In the underground corridor on the fourth level, Sun Yingying’s playful protest echoed back and forth.

…

‘Someone from Wohuan Valley is tailing us?’

Li Ping’an slightly raised his eyebrows, a silent chuckle in his heart.

He wasn’t in a rush to evade their watchful eyes.

Instead, he calmly continued on his way, turning into a small alley ahead.

An old woman was coming towards him, her head lowered in a coughing fit.

“Be careful.”

“Master, be careful.”

Qing Su and the Myriad Manifestation Chart’s Artifact Spirit spoke out simultaneously.

Li Ping’an’s Dao heart sensed a warning.

His expression remained calm, yet his eyes half-hidden by his armor showed signs of deep contemplation, as if he faced an incomprehensible issue.

Still, his footsteps didn’t falter as he approached the old woman.

In his left palm, dozens of flying needles were drawn by his mana.

The Subdue Mountain Seal shrank to the size of a grain of rice, poised to fly out from his sleeve at a moment’s notice.

On his wrist, the Treasure Bead transformed by Qing Su began to flicker with light.

Li Ping’an approached the old woman closely.

This aura…

Could it be the blood-robed elder from before?

Though he had his master’s protection on his wrist and a Spiritual Treasure in his palm, and was clad in several top-tier protective Immortal Treasures, Li Ping’an remained extremely cautious at this moment.