Immortal Father
Chapter 353 - 353 130 The Complete Record of Fire Sha Being Captured

353: 130 The Complete Record of Fire Sha Being Captured 353: 130 The Complete Record of Fire Sha Being Captured Qing Su was now somewhat bewildered.

She truly had no idea when her own disciple, playing this ‘Mo Wenqing,’ had become so familiar with the Drunken Moon Tower’s witch, Sun Yingying.

Hadn’t she just missed going to the Drunken Moon Tower once?

Qing Su was even more clueless as to why, when her disciple clearly wanted to investigate Dark Alley, he said to this witch from Drunken Moon Tower…

“I wouldn’t dare to go in.

My realm is too low, it’s easy to get in but hard to get out.”

Then, Sun Yingying, who had originally been hiding here without moving forward to investigate, suddenly took the initiative to invite her own disciple to take a look inside Dark Alley.

That witch also said…

“Brother Wenqing, don’t worry, Dark Alley is also a market district, and its controller also follows the rules.

As long as you have the identity of a Demon Cultivator and can pass the inspection in this territory, you can leave this place.

“If Brother Wenqing wants to go in, I can take you!

“It’s just that it will be a bit troublesome coming out.

Someone will probably want to track us.

Those who hang out here think about killing and seizing treasures every day!”

Qing Su could naturally detect that Sun Yingying’s gaze at her own disciple was a bit off.

Yet Qing Su couldn’t quite understand why, after having seen Mo Wenqing only two or three times, Sun Yingying would have such a look in her eyes.

Regarding this, Qing Su could only secretly communicate to her own disciple:

“The temperament of Demon Cultivators is unpredictable, be cautious in your actions.”

“Master, rest assured,” Li Ping’an laughed, “Your disciple will not be bewitched by this Sun Yingying, she is trying to test me.”

Qing Su then felt relieved.

Outside Li Ping’an’s black robe, Sun Yingying smiled again: “Brother Wenqing, would you like to disguise yourself?

Put on a ghost mask like mine, and change into these clothes, then you’ll be flawless!”

Sun Yingying, with a mask in her left hand and a black gauze skirt in her right, had eyes full of anticipation behind the mask.

“Stop messing with me!”

Li Ping’an said sternly, snatching the ghost mask in his hand.

His Spiritual Sense probed into the ghost mask, and the intelligence of the Myriad Manifestation Chart had confirmed that there was no harm, only the effect of concealing one’s aura.

He then turned around, took off his half-helmet, and put it on his face.

Sun Yingying pouted her lips, spread the skirt on herself to gesture, and muttered:

“This is my best Immortal Treasure outfit!”

True · the less she wore, the higher her defense.

However, Li Ping’an said, “Although my realm is not as good as my elder brother’s, as long as I have enough materials, forging Immortal Treasures is no issue.

There’s no need to show off such clothes.”

“I’m not showing off,” Sun Yingying blinked, “How about wearing it inside?

It has a very strong protection!”

Crosses popped up on Li Ping’an’s forehead.

He couldn’t understand where this witch’s odd preferences came from, nor why she liked to see men in skirts.

“Get to the real business!

Otherwise, I will investigate myself, sparing Miss Sun the trouble of coming.”

“Hey hey, just a joke, Brother Wenqing follow behind me, from now on you’re my follower.

Remember, our identities are as elders and secretaries of the thirty-first-ranked Demon Cultivators in the Illusory Heaven Demon Fiend group, I’m a Heavenly Immortal of eighth grade, and you’re a True Immortal of ninth grade.

We’re here to search for some poisonous herbs!

If they want to search you, you can straightaway be fierce and curse back.

In this place, the fiercer one is always right, but if you have no strength and still act fierce, you’ll quickly be devoured by the fierce demons!”

Sun Yingying advised with her crisp voice.

It must be her great artistry and courage, perhaps the identity of Li Ping’an as Mo Wenqing had no flaws left;

Sun Yingying actively swam in front, a bit of turbid immortal power deliberately circulating around Li Ping’an as they quietly slipped toward the entrance of Dark Alley.

Li Ping’an summed up a bit.

Seems like, he doesn’t even need to fish for information; with just a small show of weakness, Sun Yingying took the initiative to approach him.

There was a feeling of “The sea is very dangerous, but big sister can protect you.”

He energized himself, no longer thinking about these distractions.

In his sleeve, the Heavenly Immortal and the Golden Immortal were also fully alert, ready to take action at any time.

Dark Alley, the black market.

The pure dark side of the cultivation world, lay right ahead.

…

‘Flame Rolling Fiend’ Zeng Yimu always had two faces.

Whenever he took off the ‘Flame Rolling Fiend’ mask, he was a well-known True Immortal Realm Loose Cultivator in the middle of the East Continent, gentle-tempered and kind to others.

But when he shed his green robe and wrapped himself in black, putting on the dragon-shaped ring that represented the identity of the Blood Fiend Hall’s Fire Fiend on his right little finger, he became a man of pure evil, killing people like hemp, one of the eighteen Blood Fiends.

Zeng Yimu had actually grown weary of the constant fighting and killing in the Blood Fiend Hall.

He didn’t know when it started, but he became reluctant to go out and simply wanted to stay in his own built manor, making friends over songs and accompanying himself with the Tao.

In recent centuries, Zeng Yimu had stopped actively accepting tasks from the Message Passing Elder, only occasionally offering strategies to the Blood Fiend Hall.

He lent his more than twenty capable subordinates to the first-ranked Blood Fiend among the eighteen, Evil Chaos Fiend.

But this time, his adoptive father came to him in person.

The adoptive father had changed his life, and Zeng Yimu was willing to dedicate everything to him.

Zeng Yimu would never forget that rainy night.

He was then at his wit’s end, pursued by enemies, abandoned by his clan, and the only Immortal Treasure Longsword he carried had shattered completely in a fierce battle;

More than ten enemies laid a perfect ambush, even hiring several Demon Cultivators to assist, cornering him in a dense forest.

After a fierce fight, Zeng Yimu was restrained by the enemy, clutching only a sword hilt, while confronting the hideous faces of his foes.

Then, his adoptive father appeared.

With a casual palm strike, the more than twenty True Immortal Realm Loose Cultivators and Demon Cultivators in the forest had their Primordial Spirits simultaneously shattered.