Immortal Father
Chapter 313 - 313 116 Dazhi Searches for His Son in the East Sea

313: Chapter 116: Dazhi Searches for His Son in the East Sea 313: Chapter 116: Dazhi Searches for His Son in the East Sea “A small problem?”

Li Dazhi put down the Messaging Jade Talisman in his hand, and while reading last night’s battle report from Dong’an City, he couldn’t help but frown.

Such a huge battle had erupted in Dong’an City last night.

Golden Immortal Xu Sheng took action to suppress the fierce demons, and over a million disciples of Wanyun Sect fought a grand battle against the two fiends from the Blood Fiend Hall.

The plan and command actually came from Ping’an.

Li Dazhi touched his smooth head and suddenly felt…

was it because he was continuously lending his luck to Ping’an that many trials were added to Ping’an’s life?

What good would this battle bring to Ping’an?

“Revered Ancestor?”

Xinhuai Wang cautiously asked.

“Ah, sorry, I was just thinking about some things,” Li Dazhi came back to his senses with an apologetic smile and asked gently, “Is there a problem with the Mu family?”

Xinhuai Wang pondered for a moment before beginning to communicate face to face using sound transmission.

After a while, Li Dazhi’s eyes widened, “What the heck?

Ningning Mu’s mother was a virgin?

But she indeed gave birth to Ningning Mu?

Xinhuai, what nonsense are you spouting!”

“This,” Xinhuai Wang took out a jade bottle from his sleeve and placed it on the table, whispering a caution, “You must never drink this thing.

One sip and you can become pregnant, even men.”

Li Dazhi: …

Huh?

“The River of Mother and Child” from “Journey to the West”?

He pondered for a moment before saying seriously, “Sit down, don’t rush, explain it to me in detail.”

“Yes, I first went to the Mundane Affairs Hall and carefully checked the address and place of origin given by the disciple Ningning Mu.

I found two female disciples from the same place as her.

“The first is called Mu Xin’an, and the second is called Mu Cilin; the third is Ningning Mu.

“Mu Xin’an came here eighty years ago, practiced at Liuyun Temple for three years, wasn’t selected as an outer disciple for further training, spent twenty years as an outer disciple, then took a sum of Spirit Stones and left the sect to exorcise demons and protect the way back in her hometown.

“All these were in accordance with the rules.

“Then, Mu Cilin claimed to be the daughter of Mu Xin’an.

She entered the outer gates for cultivation forty years ago and followed the same path as her mother, Mu Xin’an.

Similarly, after twenty years in the outer gates, she returned to her hometown to exorcise demons and protect the way.”

Xinhuai Wang took a sip of tea handed over by Li Dazhi and continued:

“The Mu family isn’t hard to find.

It’s in the southeast direction from our sect, near the border of several mundane Immortal Dynasties, but it’s indeed far from here.

“So, the affairs of the Mu family’s three generations of outer disciples aren’t fraudulent.

“Ningning Mu hasn’t lied at all…

because her mother and aunt told the same story.

“But the peculiar part lies here!”

Li Dazhi asked, “Where?”

“Ningning Mu’s grandmother died over forty years ago, and her mother is only fifty-two years old this year, already in her twilight years with white hair.

“Ningning Mu’s aunt isn’t actually her blood-related aunt.

She is also an outer disciple of our Wanyun Sect, named Lin Fei.

She has an exceptionally close friendship with Ningning Mu’s mother, Mu Cilin, the kind of pure, close friends.”

Xinhuai Wang spoke with some excitement:

“Lin Fei still looks like a mortal woman of about twenty-five or twenty-six, which is the normal appearance for a cultivator in the Void Refinement Realm!

“But Ningning Mu’s mother is scarce of life spirit and also possesses a force of Spiritual Power within her, comparable in strength to an ordinary Qi Cultivator of Heaven and Earth Bridge Realm, even the Realm of True Immortals.”

“Wait a minute!”

Li Dazhi scratched his smooth head and made a pause gesture, frowning as he said:

“So you mean, Ningning Mu’s mother is very strange?

“A virgin gave birth to a baby girl.

She should have the lifespan of a cultivator in the Void Refinement Realm, which is several hundred years, but now she’s already old and decrepit…

What about Ningning Mu’s father?”

Xinhuai Wang said firmly, “Ningning Mu doesn’t have a father!”

“This?”

“To be precise, Ningning Mu doesn’t have a real father.”

Xinhuai Wang continued quickly:

“Ningning Mu herself is unaware of these details.

In her view, she was born in a family of Qi Cultivators, her parents were chivalrous and protected the mortals within hundreds of miles, and they were also extremely kind to her.

“This is everything Ningning Mu experienced in her childhood.

“I investigated secretly so I observed the true scene…

Ningning Mu’s father is actually a servant of the Mu family.

He calls Ningning Mu’s mother ‘Madam’, and this servant secretly has his own wife and children.

“This servant deliberately acted as Ningning Mu’s father and gave Ningning Mu a complete childhood.

“Then, I also overheard Mu Cilin talking to this servant, mentioning a sentence.

Ahem, I’ll imitate it for you…

‘Let’s put an end to this torturous Mu family legacy right here in my generation.

Ningning has successfully entered the inner gates of Wanyun Sect and is following the Immortals for cultivation.’

“But the servant said…

‘Have you forgotten?

After you pass away, the power of the legacy will follow Ningning, what’s missing is just the protection of this place.’

“Then Mu Cilin said…

‘There are no more vile demons around here now.

I will end everything before I die, and let everyone move to a mundane Immortal Dynasty.

I’ve already bought a small town over there.

That spring must never be opened again.'”

After that, Xinhuai Wang looked at Li Dazhi and exhaled softly.

Li Dazhi was stunned.

He sat there and thought carefully for quite a while, Ningning Mu’s figure kept flashing in his mind.

Since she joined Liuyun Temple, followed True Immortal Qingxu, and now more than ten years have passed, Ningning Mu could already be considered Li Ping’an’s childhood friend and junior sister…

“Revered Ancestor,” Xinhuai Wang asked, “should we tell Ningning Mu about this?

Her mother probably doesn’t have much longer to live, or maybe Ningning could see her one last time.”

“How should we say this?

Tell her that she has no father, that her mother bore her by herself?

What would the child think?”

Li Dazhi sighed:

“Because of Ping’an, I’ve observed Ningning for a long time.

This child actually has a very delicate mind and is easily moved by her surroundings.”