Immortal Father
Chapter 321 - 321 119 Li Ping'an's Spiritual Spring Enlightenment!

321: Chapter 119 Li Ping’an’s Spiritual Spring Enlightenment!

321: Chapter 119 Li Ping’an’s Spiritual Spring Enlightenment!

Having learned about the origin of the Fountain of Youth, the men felt sentimental about the ancient and modern times beside it.

Li Dazhi murmured, “Is this the Fountain of Youth in the Kunlun Secret Realm?”

Li Ping’an flipped through an ancient book in his hand, “It should be a branch drawn out by the Queen Mother with Great Divine Power.”

“Alas,” Xu Sheng said, “I had heard at that time that His Majesty Fuxi Shi arranged eighty-one fallbacks for the Human Race, so that the flame of the Human Race would never extinguish…

the Mu family ancestors for all eternity.”

Mu Cilin bowed to offer thanks, “Thank you for your kindness, Elder.”

Xu Sheng said earnestly, “Little Mu, I have a sect, and there are thousands of disciples in the sect.

You will come with me later to my sect to cultivate.

I will find treasures that can extend the breath of life for you.

Little Mu, don’t overthink it, this is just my respect for the descendants of Lord Li Mu!”

Mu Cilin shook her head with a smile, “Thank you, Elder, but generations of my family have lived here.

How could I leave?

I only wish, while I still have a few years to live, to offer incense and burn paper for my ancestors.”

“Goodness, I will set up a peak for you within the sect, and move everything from here over.”

Xu Sheng swept his arm:

“That settles it!”

“This Fountain of Youth here, if the word gets out, you’ll have swarms of demons and evil cultivators flocking here.”

“Let’s get one thing clear, I have no designs on the Fountain of Youth, our Yuan Sect specializes in artifact refining.”

Mu Cilin was about to refuse again when suddenly she heard Li Dazhi’s clamor from the side, “Ping’an!

Ping’an, don’t touch!

Just a touch and you’ll get pregnant!”

Turning their heads, they saw Li Ping’an holding a small gourd, stopped by Li Dazhi at the edge of the pool.

Li Ping’an asked, “Auntie, may I take some spring water to study?”

“Of course,” Mu Cilin looked at Li Ping’an with nothing but tenderness in her eyes, “Ping’an, feel free to take as you wish, but remember, do not drink it.

If you do, you will truly become pregnant and give birth to offspring, and then you will end up like me.”

“Thank you, Auntie!”

Li Ping’an pursed his lips tightly and searched his sleeve for a good while before pulling out…

a magic artifact mask and putting it on his face.

Li Dazhi hurriedly said, “Give me one!

I want to collect some too!

What great stuff, with this, there’d be no more infertility.”

Li Ping’an carefully manipulated the gourd with mana, then began to whisper in dialect:

“So, there really is something to the saying about a kingdom of only daughters.

Dad, it’s asexual reproduction!”

“Do you want your little tiger to take a sip after it’s born?”

“Dad, that’s too much!

I finally got a majestic mount!

Besides, the side effects of this thing must be huge.”

“Hahaha!

I knew it, I thought Ningning was extraordinary from the first look, but who would’ve thought, she’s actually a descendant of the great Lord Li Mu, hahaha!”

Xu Sheng scolded, “What are you father and son muttering about?

Say something I can understand!”

Li Ping’an had already properly stored the spring water, applied multiple seals upon it, and put it into a separate storage magical artifact.

He turned to look at Xu Sheng, a smile on his face, “We were discussing the uses of the Fountain of Youth.

By the way, Auntie, I have several questions to ask.

Does the Fountain of Youth only give birth to one person?”

“That is the case.”

Mu Cilin slowly nodded, gesturing for everyone to take a seat beside her.

Seeing that Li Ping’an was quite interested, she went into a detailed explanation of the uses and harms of the Fountain of Youth.

Li Ping’an listened attentively, soon starting to frown in thought.

The Fountain of Youth, why is it called so?

If it is like a mother and child river, shouldn’t it be named something like ‘Mother-Child Spring’?

This spring originates from the secret realm of the Queen Mother in West Kunlun and is a treasure given to the Human Race by the Queen Mother in ancient times.

The effect of this water is to become pregnant upon drinking it.

And now, Aunt Mu Cilin says…

“Is this really conception?”

Mu Cilin’s eyes were filled with pain as she sighed:

“I have actually been quite perplexed about this, as was my mother before me, and her mother before her.

“In this place, we offer sacrifices to our ancestors.

After consuming the spring water, we carry a pregnancy for ten days, give birth to a daughter, and as the daughter grows up, the mother rapidly declines until the daughter reaches forty years old, at which point the mother will precisely wither away.”

“Rather than calling it a pregnancy, it’s more accurate to say it’s a transfer of life force.”

Li Ping’an caught a glimmer of insight in his mind, and suddenly asked, “Is it just a transfer of life force?”

Mu Cilin paused, looking up at Li Ping’an.

Li Ping’an frowned, “Is there anything else passed down?

Such as…

memories of the ancestors?”

Mu Cilin tightly furrowed her brows, whispering, “This matter is not convenient to disclose to outsiders.”

Li Dazhi smiled, “Mother-in-law…”

“Naturally, it’s alright to tell you.”

Mu Cilin admitted with a bitter smile:

“This is somewhat embarrassing, and it is the sole reason I wish to end this inheritance with my generation.

“My mother once went to the Wanyun Sect to cultivate, hoping to enter an immortal sect and not to return here.”

“Unfortunately, she still fell half a step short of achieving an immortal fate, and in the end, she had no choice but to return here and pass down her lineage to my generation.”

Li Ping’an now understood, frowning, “Is the memory of the ancestors, of the daughter of Li Mu, still being passed down?

Does the memory currently reside in your mental platform?

Is there a force comparable to the cultivation of the Yuan Immortal Realm within you, and is this force the memory passed down?”

Mu Cilin affirmed, “Indeed, it is so.”

Li Ping’an then asked, “So are you the daughter of Li Mu, or Mu Cilin?”

The hall instantly fell so silent you could hear a pin drop.

Xu Sheng interjected, “My apologies.”

With that, Xu Sheng gently struck out with a palm, and a light fog formed behind Mu Cilin, within which two figures condensed.

One figure was very faint, vaguely a white-dressed woman;

The other figure merely outlined the shape, being that of Mu Cilin’s figure.

Seeing this, Xu Sheng, Li Dazhi, and Xinhuai Wang’s expressions all showed noticeable changes, while Li Ping’an sat pondering deeply.