Immortal Father
Chapter 318 - 318 118 Fountain of Youth

318: Chapter 118 Fountain of Youth 318: Chapter 118 Fountain of Youth Suddenly, three Immortals descended, and the heavy pressure of their presence left Ningning Mu’s mother and aunt somewhat at a loss.

Seeing the “elderly woman’s” puzzled face, Li Ping’an hurried to introduce:

“This is Senior Xu Sheng, a master of artifact refining from the East Continent, who possesses the Dao Fruit of a Longevity Golden Immortal.

“This is my father, the master of the Wanyun Sect’s Castcloud Hall, Daoist Name Dazhi.”

“This is Minister Wang, a high-ranking minister within our sect…

who has recently made a breakthrough to become a True Immortal.”

At this moment, Mu Cilin, Ningning’s mother, couldn’t help but grow vigilant.

She asked, “Why are you all here…

why isn’t Ningning with you?”

Before Li Ping’an could explain, Li Dazhi was already cheerfully taking out several Jade Talismans, handing them to Mu Cilin.

Li Dazhi said with a smile, “These are several Messaging Jade Talismans that Ningning has sent to me in the past, to verify our identities.

This place is far removed from the cultivation world, with little interaction with the mundane, indeed too secluded.

Many things can’t be explained in a short time…

Please take a look at these talismans, what has Ningning written on them.”

Mu Cilin sat down to carefully inspect them, her eyes and brows revealing a gentle, amused smile.

She sighed, “My daughter is fortunate to have your care in her life.”

“Look at you,” came the reply, “all of Ping’an’s fortune was spent on meeting Ningning!”

Li Dazhi laughed heartily:

“Ningning and our boy have cultivated together; they were inseparable at the Liuyun Monastery, with Ningning becoming a disciple first, followed by Ping’an.”

“My dear relative, this time I didn’t bring Ningning back with me, actually because…

I also don’t know if I should let her see your current situation.

Other than that, there is no other intention.

“Ping’an and Ningning were planning to visit the Mu family within this year, so I asked Minister Wang to take a detour here on his way south to check this place in advance.

Minister Wang discovered the anomaly here and noticed your situation, quickly reporting it back.

That’s why I rushed over with Ping’an to see if we could help rejuvenate you.”

“If we have been offensive in any way, I offer my apologies here.”

Mu Cilin hastily responded, “Master Li, please don’t say such things, you truly flatter the Mu family too much.”

Deep down, Li Ping’an was experiencing a mix of emotions.

Was it that he hadn’t been sincere enough before?

Isn’t sincerity supposed to be the ultimate trump card?

Despite his best efforts earlier, Ningning’s mother still held a feeling of distrust and distance.

But once his father spoke up, Ningning’s mother quickly got lost in that endearing term, “My dear relative.”

Oh, this was truly…

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Mu Cilin, Li Dazhi swiftly moved onto the main topic.

Li Dazhi took out a jade bottle and placed it before Mu Cilin, bowing as he said, “My dear relative, this is the spring water Minister Wang covertly took from here.

It is said that drinking it can lead to conception.”

With a smile, Mu Cilin nodded, not at all surprised.

She asked, “Is this what you’ve come for?”

“This,” Li Dazhi shook his head, “sounds very mystical, but seeing your condition, I assume that you know this is not created from nothing, and the price is high.

I already have children, so I don’t need another.”

Mu Cilin sighed with a smile, “Master Li has perceptive eyes, striking at the heart of the matter with a single remark.

Alas, my Mu family is destined to gradually dwindle from this world.”

Next to her, Xu Sheng stroked his beard, lost in thought, “Mu?

I am only now realizing that the Mu surname is indeed rare.”

Smiling, Mu Cilin asked, “Does the Golden Immortal Senior know the origin of the surname Mu?”

“You’ve caught me,” Xu Sheng said with a chuckle and a stroke of his beard:

“Having served under the Human Emperor since ancient times, how could I not know the origins of the Mu surname?

“Emperor Xuanyuan had twelve divine advisers and generals, among whom was the esteemed Li Mu, whose achievements and fame were not inferior to those of Fenghou.

He once led a hundred thousand celestial soldiers to bravely cut off Chiyou’s Army’s retreat, forcing them to fight on two fronts, playing a crucial role in the decisive battle.”

“The Mu and Li surnames originated from this divine general.”

Li Dazhi asked, “Where is the divine general Li Mu now?”

Xu Sheng replied, “He perished from exhaustion after battling several of Chiyou’s great generals.”

Mu Cilin sighed, “The ancestor who founded this place was Li Mu’s youngest daughter.”

Respectfully, Xu Sheng bowed, “My apologies!”

“Thank you, Senior, for still remembering the glory of my ancestors,” said Mu Cilin as she stood up to return the bow, then sat back down with Lin Fei’s assistance.

Li Dazhi, frowning, asked, “If you’re descendants of a divine general, why…

apologize, my words may be inappropriate, but it seems the Mu family no longer has the method of cultivation.”

“That’s a long story.”

Mu Cilin slowly stood up, glanced at the porcelain bottle Li Dazhi had brought out, and said with a smile:

“Since our family’s secret place has long been exposed, there’s nothing left to hide.

Please follow me.

“Alas, this is the first time I’m revealing such secrets to outsiders.

The stele that has been a burden on my Mu family for generations will finally have a chance to rest on the ground today.”

“Please take care, my dear relative,” said Li Dazhi, as he extended a hand to conjure a cloud of immortal energy that enveloped Mu Cilin’s frail figure.

Li Dazhi winked at Li Ping’an, who, smiling, moved forward to support Mu Cilin’s arm.

The group left the bamboo house and made their way towards Mu Cilin’s residence.

Xinhuai Wang intended to lead the way, but upon reflection, he felt it was inappropriate and instead followed quietly from behind.

Meanwhile.

In Dong’an City, which they had left just an hour and a half earlier.

An unseen shadow carefully searched through various parts of the city and eventually entered the liaison point of Huangu Valley, the Drunken Moon Tower.

…

‘Oh dear!

Such a grim reaper, how could it directly come here!’

Sun Yingying, holding up her slightly dragging skirt, hurried towards the fourth underground level of the secret chamber in Drunken Moon Tower.

Although Drunken Moon Tower was equipped with many deadly traps, they were practically nothing in the face of a Golden Immortal master.