Immortal Father
Chapter 347 - 347 128 The Blurred Line between Reality and Illusion

347: Chapter 128 The Blurred Line between Reality and Illusion 347: Chapter 128 The Blurred Line between Reality and Illusion Such swift movements.

Li Ping’an dodged backwards, discreetly squeezing his sleeve to signal the Golden Immortal elder hidden within not to intervene.

The interplay of light and shadow revealed that Sun Yingying now held half of his mask in her hand.

Sun Yingying’s almond eyes sparkled with mischief as she stared intensely at Li Ping’an.

Holding the mask to her mouth, she giggled:

“How come the second eldest brother is even more handsome than the eldest?”

The face Li Ping’an had just revealed was one he had crafted based on ‘Mo Wentian’ Xuntian Xu’s specifications, resembling him by about sixty percent.

Such masks were made of special materials refined from magical beast hides, with some necessary padding applied to the face.

——Utilizing a spell could easily be detected by those of a higher Dao realm, hence the ‘physical’ disguise was more secure.

But at that moment, Li Ping’an truly feared that Sun Yingying might strip away his magical beast hide mask too!

He showed anger on his face, retreated several more steps, frowning as he watched Sun Yingying and sternly said, “What is your intention?”

“I couldn’t help myself, Elder Brother Wenqing, don’t be angry, here’s your mask back!”

Sun Yingying pursed her lips in a smile, cupping the mask in both hands as she tantalizingly stepped forward;

Li Ping’an dared not let her approach, so he sidestepped.

For a time, the two circled around a table, repeating this three or four times.

Sun Yingying suddenly let out a burst of laughter, her joy causing her to tremble and her hair to fall in disarray.

“Stand still!”

Li Ping’an chided sharply.

“Here it is, here it is.

Elder Brother Wenqing, I won’t tease you anymore!”

Sun Yingying stifled her laughter, stretching out her snow-white arms.

Li Ping’an used his mana to retrieve the half-mask and casually placed it back on his face.

He then swept his sleeve and huffed, “There’s no need to stay here; I’ll look for Drunken Moon Tower in other cities!”

“Ah!

Elder Brother Wenqing!”

Sun Yingying hurried forward, spreading her arms to block Li Ping’an’s path.

She looked at Li Ping’an with pitiful eyes and said,

“Yingying was wrong, okay?

Since our last meeting, I’ve been very concerned about how Elder Brother Wenqing looks, pondering day and night.

Today, when we finally met again, I couldn’t resist trying to lift Elder Brother Wenqing’s mask to take a peek…

How about this, hit me a few times to vent your anger?”

Li Ping’an narrowed his eyes, and a six-foot-long Immortal Treasure staff appeared in his hand.

Sun Yingying stepped back hesitantly and said weakly: “You really want to hit me?”

Dang!

Li Ping’an leaned the staff against something nearby, looking quite imposing.

Sun Yingying watched Li Ping’an with some dejection, as if she minded the idea of him really hitting her.

Li Ping’an inwardly sighed, ‘What a headache.’

How could this Sun Yingying be so capricious, not following any conventional patterns?

Had he just been teased?

It was clear that he had been teased!

Good heavens, himself being the son of Dazhi, a disciple of Yunzhong, a well-known enlightened pre-Immortal of Wanyun Sect, a third-rank patrol envoy of the eastern alliance, and the only appointed disciple by Heavenly Immortal Qing Su, he had just been teased by this merry demon cultivator!

However, Li Ping’an’s thoughts were racing, as he maintained his role while pondering how to extract information about Blood Fiend Hall.

Li Ping’an said coldly, “My elder brother was right; you’re just like your sister, Sun Erniang, delighting in toying with people!”

“That’s…” Sun Yingying started to brush a strand of hair by her ear, saying, “It’s not like I tease anyone else.”

“Hmph!”

Not wanting to drag things out, Li Ping’an put away the Immortal staff, shook his head disappointingly at Sun Yingying, and returned to his seat by the low table, sitting cross-legged.

Senior Xu Sheng transmitted a message: “Be careful, Ping’an, her strength is not below your master’s.

She’s hidden much of her cultivation level, and the merry valley has several formidable Divine Skills that are not shared with outsiders.”

Li Ping’an nodded subtly in response.

“Ah.”

Sun Yingying bowed slightly to Li Ping’an and turned to leave through the wooden door.

Just as Li Ping’an thought that Granny Yin Lin might return, the wooden door opened again, and Sun Yingying entered, bearing two cups of tea, once again wearing a playful smile.

After serving Li Ping’an tea, she knelt by the side of the low table, propping her cheek with a fair wrist, looking at ‘Elder Brother Mo’ and ‘Elder Brother Wenqing’s’ eyes and lips.

“Are you still angry?

If so, I could dance for you as an apology, how about that?”

“No need,” Li Ping’an said indifferently, “I’m no match for Hall Master Sun anyway.

Whatever way Hall Master Sun toys with me, it’s only to be expected.”

“I just wanted to see what you looked like,” Sun Yingying said quietly, “If it’s any consolation, I can let you get a glimpse of mine too.”

“No need, I’m not interested.

I’m here for serious matters.”

Li Ping’an casually took out two storage rings and placed them before Sun Yingying.

These two rings were casually refined by Xuntian Xu, featuring his exclusive Artifact Refining techniques.

He said, “During the last battle between Wanyun Sect and the Blood Fiend Hall Twins, I naturally gave them some hints behind the scenes.

But when I returned, my brother scolded me.”

Sun Yingying did not even glance at the storage rings but simply looked at Li Ping’an, who now wore a slight frown:

“Elder Brother Wenqing, you’re looking down on Yingying.

From now on, you don’t need to trade information here.

If you want to know something, just ask me directly.”

“Personal feelings should be kept separate from business.”

Li Ping’an took a sip of the tea, smelled it, then placed it back down.

He looked at Sun Yingying and said coldly, “If personal feelings get mixed into business, then I’m afraid the deal won’t go through.”

“How about we exchange information?” Sun Yingying chirped, “You ask me one question, and I’ll ask you one question.

That way, neither side loses out.”

“You ask.”

Sun Yingying leaned in a bit and asked softly: “Would you like me to call you Elder Brother Wenqing or Elder Brother Mo?”

A few lines of frustration appeared on Li Ping’an’s brow as he reprimanded, “If you keep this up!

There’s no need for further discussion today!”

“Hey, I’m seriously asking!”

“You’ve not been serious about anything with me!”