Immortal Father
Chapter 407 - 407 147 Great Wealth Shakes the East Continent!

407: Chapter 147: Great Wealth Shakes the East Continent!

[10,000 Updates Appeal for Votes!]_4 407: Chapter 147: Great Wealth Shakes the East Continent!

[10,000 Updates Appeal for Votes!]_4 “Although Wanyun Sect does not understand the intent behind this, we are willing to listen to what all fellow Daoists have to say.

If Wanyun Sect has indeed committed any acts lacking virtue or sincerity, we will not shirk our responsibility.”

“But please stop the clamor, and calm your Daoist hearts!”

“May I ask you all to nominate a few individuals in charge to come in and discuss this matter in detail with us?”

Li Ping’an raised his eyebrows slightly.

His father had begun to intervene.

He was somewhat looking forward to seeing what method his father would use next.

The Hundred Sects Refiners, upon hearing this, exploded into an uproar once again.

Many old Daoists cried out indignantly:

“This must not be done!”

“Fellow Daoists, you must not fall for their trick!”

“They want us to go inside so they can corrupt us with treasures, create dissent among us, and then defeat us one by one!”

“If we enter your sect, we’ll do it together!”

The Hundred Sects Refiners suddenly became very emotional.

The Wanyun Sect elder from the inner sect showed a look of embarrassment, glancing left and right.

Accustomed to the hardships of cultivating in the mountains and enjoying tranquility, he really didn’t know what to do.

Suddenly, a voice was heard!

“What is all this noise about?”

A touch of Heavenly Immortal Dao Charm slowly spread out from behind the Mountain Protection Array.

Following that, Kongming’s Golden Immortal Dao Charm burst forth, and there was silence in heaven and earth.

The Wanyun Sect’s Mountain Protection Array once again opened a gap, and a cloud slowly drifted out.

The slightly overweight Daoist on it stretched languidly, his Daoist robe somewhat disheveled.

Indeed, he had just woken up from a deep meditative practice, unable to fully contain his own Dao Charm.

Li Ping’an’s feelings were mixed when he saw this scene.

Clearly, his father had become a Heavenly Immortal!

Li Dazhi yawned and casually shook his sleeves, a pair of bamboo chopsticks appeared in his right hand.

He licked his lips, looked down at the bewildered Artifact Refiners below, and snapped his fingers with his left hand.

Several streaks of light flew in and transformed into several high-ranking Wanyun Sect’s Yuan Immortals in charge, who skillfully set up…

short tables in all four directions, steaming hot copper pots, fresh beast meat, and specially made sauces.

Li Dazhi’s cloud floated to the very center of the Wanyun immortals.

Calmly, he picked a thin slice of meat, swished it in the magical copper pot, dipped it in sauce, and chewed with great relish.

“Do not take offense, everyone.”

Li Dazhi wiped his mouth and said with a smile,

“I have a peculiar habit.

I need to eat something after a breakthrough, or else my Dao heart doesn’t feel satisfied.

“Gao Xu, how long has it been since I entered the sect?”

Gao Xu, the steward, hurriedly replied, “Ancestor Master, if you ask this all of a sudden, I don’t quite know how to answer, just over a decade or so.”

Li Dazhi asked, “Has there been any Heavenly Immortal who ascended faster than I?”

Gao Xu laughed, “There might have been in ancient times, but in the recent tens of thousands of years, unheard of.”

“So it is so,” Li Dazhi waved a big hand, “I’ll decide.

To celebrate the occasion, let’s have a running feast for three months inside the sect, bring all kinds of delicacies to me!”

“Yes, Ancestor Master!”

The spectators could not find joy in the situation at this moment.

Many Loose Cultivators gnashed their teeth in rage, thinking Wanyun Sect was too extravagant, and this Great Wealth Immortal was particularly asking for a beating.

“Li Dazhi!”

A lost cultivator shouted angrily, “What on earth are you doing?

Don’t you see we’re still hungry!

No, I’ve been truly befuddled by your actions!”

“We came here to get an explanation from your Wanyun Sect!”

“A grand Great Wealth Immortal, with such heaven-defying talent, instead of contributing to the Human Race, is engaged in such despicable acts of bullying small sects, acting like a scavenger!”

“You have deceived us wretchedly!”

Li Dazhi remained unmoved, drifting further forward on his cloud and continued with his hotpot.

With his appearance, the rage of the thousands of Artifact Refiners naturally focused on Li Dazhi.

Despite their shouting, Li Dazhi kept to himself, leisurely enjoying his meal, oblivious to all their words.

In the sky, atop a dark ship.

Li Ping’an was grinning, Qing Su was biting her lip.

Wen Rou, the Heavenly Immortal, was torn between laughter and tears.

At this moment, she could only exclaim in admiration at how steadfast Dazhi’s Dao heart was.

And so, the Artifact Refiners below continued cursing for a good incense stick’s worth of time.

Far from being angry, Li Dazhi’s short table was filled with delicious foods, and the two Yuan Immortals beside him rolled up their sleeves and put in much effort to butcher birds, remove feathers, and pound meatballs.

Although the Yunxian immortals were somewhat annoyed, this scene genuinely amused them.

Finally, a named Yuan Immortal among the Hundred Sects Refiners could not bear it and let out a roar, rushing forward with a grand gesture, ready to overturn Li Dazhi’s short table.

Zheng——

The sound of an Immortal Sword being unsheathed suddenly rang out, and two finger segments flew into the air.

The figure of the Yuan Immortal fell backwards, blood spraying from his severed fingers.

The crowd of Immortals was shocked.

Cradling his right hand, the Yuan Immortal shouted, “I’ve been injured!

Wanyun Sect has harmed someone!”

Simultaneously, the Wanyun Sect immortals unleashed their own might, and the several thousands of disciples glared angrily at the Artifact Refiners.

The Hundred Sects Refiners were looking around at each other, none daring to step forward.

Looking back at Li Dazhi, he held the Spiritual Treasure Longsword in his left hand and kept hold of his chopsticks with his right, fishing two fish intestines out of the soup pot and chewing them a few times.

His muttering voice clearly reached the ears of tens of thousands of Qi Cultivators in the vicinity.

“I still have seats here, and I welcome anyone who wants to join me for a meal.

Anyone who tries to flip my table, I will chop their hands.

“What kind of upstart harlequin dares to try and assassinate me without a Heavenly Immortal present?”

Having said this, Li Dazhi wiped his mouth and looked up at the Artifact Refiners in front of him.

Unbeknownst to them, none dared to meet his gaze at this point.

Li Dazhi said with a smile, “I’m not sure what benefits the Forge-Heaven Gate has given you, and I don’t care, but you might want to listen to what I can bring to the East Continent’s Artifact Refining circle.”

…

This was the first time Li Ping’an had ever seen his father actually fight someone.

In Li Ping’an’s memory, his father was not adept at Magical Combat; he was only good at making cultivation breakthroughs as simple as drinking cold water.