Immortal Father
Chapter 428 - 428 154 Fenghou's True Purpose_2

428: Chapter 154 Fenghou’s True Purpose_2 428: Chapter 154 Fenghou’s True Purpose_2 The fiery passion hit her face-on.

Li Ping’an calmly sat back down, watching Sun Yingying, who was focused on dancing, with some helplessness.

In the private room upstairs.

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor slowly nodded and laughed, “That’s how the women of our Human Race should be, brave enough to pursue the man they like, no need to put on timid airs…

Dali.”

The old man Tianli hurriedly said, “Your Majesty, your servant is here.”

“Analyze the meaning of this dance for me, and compose a poem with three hundred characters.”

“Eh?

Your Majesty, this servant is a Military General!”

“Just joking, look how scared you got, hahaha!”

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor raised his hand to stroke his beard, motioning for Tianli to lower his head and continue watching the dance.

Fenghou sat in the main seat, frowning as she glanced at the corner, then shook her head slightly and continued to focus on appreciating the dancers in front of her.

After watching for a while, the performance below had passed its climax, and the music rhythm changed from lively and cheerful to lingering and tender.

Four young women pushed Sun Yingying forward; Sun Yingying lowered her head, biting her lip as if accidentally pushed and headed straight for ‘Mo Wenqing’s’ embrace.

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor couldn’t help but smirk.

Mere tricks of an ordinary woman.

But who would have seen ‘Mo Wenqing’ Li Ping’an stand up, turn half-way, only for Sun Yingying to collapse weakly onto a soft cushion, her expression pitiable.

Li Ping’an cursed, “Enough playing!

All of you leave!”

The four girls covered their mouths to giggle, the musicians in the corner hurriedly took up their instruments and left the secret chamber quickly, even shutting the door behind them, reactivating the Formation of the place.

Sun Yingying remained prostrate on the soft cushion, propped up her chin with a hand, puffing her cheeks, and muttered dejectedly, “Brother Wenqing, I spent half an hour on these new clothes, and an hour on the choreography for this new dance.”

“Just for this, you made me wait an hour and a half?”

Li Ping’an swept his sleeve and sat opposite the low table.

His gaze involuntarily swept across Sun Yingying’s graceful silhouette and he immediately averted his eyes, murmuring, “Sit up, you look unseemly like that.”

“Like someone who likes you,” she responded.

Sun Yingying smiled gently like a flowing stream, slithering closer to him like a supple snake.

Li Ping’an braced his hands on the ground, quickly shuffling away.

The two of them ended up chasing one another in this manner.

Sun Yingying complained, “Brother Wenqing, your name is about asking about love, why are you so heartless?

Do I repulse you for being from the Joyful Valley?”

Li Ping’an replied seriously, “Do not misunderstand, I have no prejudice against Joyful Valley.”

“Then,” Sun Yingying said cheerfully, “why not make it official today?

Wouldn’t it be lovely for me to become your sweetheart?”

Li Ping’an picked up his tea and took a sip, “It’s just you I have some reservations about.”

Sun Yingying rolled her eyes in frustration, threw the handkerchief she was holding, got up from the edge of the table, and angrily took a seat cross-legged.

Upstairs, a certain ‘old butler’ had set up a mysterious barrier around himself.

To outsiders, he seemed to be sitting up straight, but in actuality, he was slapping his thigh and laughing heartily.

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor exclaimed with a laugh, “Hahaha!

Good lad!

You’ve got some of my old swagger.

Beauty is but a skeleton, the rosy cheeks, a skull!”

The old man Tianli was also watching with great interest.

Down in the secret chamber.

Sun Yingying sighed softly, “Brother Wenqing, if you have any prejudices against me, just tell me, and I’ll change them.”

“It’s not that,” Li Ping’an frowned, “We’ve only met five or six times, and we haven’t known each other long—not childhood sweethearts, nor love at first sight.

So why all this?”

“Isn’t that love at first sight?”

Sun Yingying whispered, “That time in the sea, you were like that to me…”

“I was there to scout for a foothold of Blood Fiend Hall’s Huogunsha, to see how many demons were inside.

Fire Rolling Fiend was lying in ambush nearby, and what I did was to cover up the matter.”

“No matter what, I’ve had issues with my Dao heart since then.”

Sun Yingying propped her cheeks with both hands, gazing at Li Ping’an with bright eyes, and said softly, “I’ve set my heart on you, Brother Wenqing.

If you don’t accept me, I’ll wait.

After all, I have the Heavenly Immortal cultivation realm, so I can wait a very, very long time.”

Li Ping’an sighed, waved his hand, and said, “Let’s talk business.

After this meeting, I’ll try not to come over.”

“Then I’ll come find you, hmph.”

Sun Yingying sighed, adjusted her demeanor, and smiled, “What’s the important matter this time, Brother Wenqing?”

“What do you think this is?”

Li Ping’an passed over a token.

“Eh?

A pass token from the East Continent Alliance headquarters, and there’s a name on the back…

Mo Wenqing?

Brother Wenqing, you’ve joined the Alliance?”

Sun Yingying’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

She said happily:

“This is great!”

“The Alliance was suddenly targeting Blood Fiend Hall, and all the Demon Cultivators have been anxious!

“Our Joyful Valley is just a place that trades information and seldom engages in killing, but we don’t have much support within the Alliance.

The Valley Master and the elders have been worried about this.”

Li Ping’an remarked, “With Joyful Valley’s influence, finding an official from the Alliance to rely on should not be a problem, right?”

“That’s where you’re mistaken, Brother Wenqing.”

Sun Yingying toyed with Li Ping’an’s token and explained with a smile:

“The big Demon Cultivator factions are in bed with the major sects, and these sects are connected to the Vice Alliance Hierarchs and the Great Commanders within the Alliance.

“Take, for example, the Vice Hall Master of Blood Fiend Hall, who was outwitted by that Li Ping’an, not only is he the founding ancestor of Sea Watch Sect, he’s also an old subordinate of a certain Vice Alliance Hierarch.

“The others are in similar situations.

Every major sect has an Alliance official behind it, otherwise, how could they grow?

With the support of Alliance officials, they could brazenly act as Demon Cultivators.

“Our Joyful Valley is different.

Initially, it was just a group of sorrowful people banding together for warmth.

Our Valley Master became a Golden Immortal on his own, and many of the temple’s devotees are also masters tired of East Continent’s constant struggles.”