Immortal Father
Chapter 456 - 456 162 Ten Days Equivalent to Ten Years of Hard Work!_3

456: Chapter 162: Ten Days Equivalent to Ten Years of Hard Work!_3 456: Chapter 162: Ten Days Equivalent to Ten Years of Hard Work!_3 The two elderly women couldn’t help but say:

“But now, if Ping’an really enters the Xuanyuan Palace, I’m afraid it might truly be time to invoke the intent of the Xuanyuan Sword.”

“Although those of us in the East Alliance cannot be absolved of dereliction of duty, I am afraid that once His Majesty becomes enraged, bodies will float for thousands of miles…”

Li Dazhi asked, “Could you please elaborate on what has happened recently, and what Ping’an has done?”

Wen Rou said, “I know a bit more, so let me explain.”

Her rosy lips softly parted as she briefly recounted the dramatic changes in the East Alliance over the past eleven to twelve days.

Upon hearing this, Li Dazhi’s expression grew odder, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He said, “You’ve come too late.”

“Too late?” Wen Rou frowned slightly.

Li Dazhi sighed, “Indeed, too late—if the East Alliance had come to find me before they posted notices everywhere and announced the major embezzlement case involving the Forge-Heaven Gate to the East Continent, perhaps I could have helped persuade my Ping’an, so the East Alliance could spare some lives.”

Wen Rou didn’t understand, “Why do you say that?”

“Ping’an has always been leveraging the situation,” he explained.

Li Dazhi shook his head:

“The current chaos within the East Alliance is only ten percent attributable to Ping’an.

The remaining ninety percent stems from long-standing contradictions within the alliance that were triggered.

“Before Ping’an arrived at Xuanyuan Palace, the largest internal faction, the Imperial Protection Party, would have already joined forces with the Western Faction to purge the Nuwa Palace Faction.

“Even if this matter reached His Majesty, he would most likely not expand the scope of the purge.

This time, it’s targeted only at the Nuwa Palace Faction, not the Western Faction.

Afterwards, he would turn back and gradually let Ping’an chip away at the Western Faction’s power, thus purifying the East Alliance.”

“When you arrived, had the East Alliance already sealed itself off with a great formation?”

Wen Rou’s eyes sparkled with light, “How did you know that?”

The two Heavenly Immortals from Wanyun Sect sitting beside her:…

They had just reported that.

Li Dazhi continued, “Has the East Alliance already deployed a million celestial troops?

Pointing their spears inward?”

“Yes,” Wen Rou sighed, “And moreover, it’s Lady Ba herself who personally ordered it, despite her usual detachment from worldly affairs.

In fact, Lady Ba is the true ruler of the East Alliance.”

“That’s right,” he said.

Li Dazhi gave a wry smile:

“There’s no use in the three of you coming to me; Ping’an’s plan has already run its course.

“He used the Xuanyuan Sword Command to spark internal strife within the East Alliance.

The rift has already formed, and for the smaller side of the rift, there’s only one outcome: elimination.”

“My Ping’an’s philosophy is completely different from mine.

I believe in kindness to others, blending in with the common dust, while he advocates for distinct clarity between purity and defilement, eradicating evil thoroughly.”

“Eradicating evil thoroughly,” he repeated.

Wen Rou pursed her lips and sighed softly, “In this way, who knows how many in the East Alliance will die.”

“Actually,” Li Dazhi shook his sleeves and tucked his hands into them, squinting with a smile, “I’ve never been very fond of Senior Tianli.”

“Why so?” Wen Rou’s gaze was tinged with concern.

“Senior Tianli is too muddled.”

Li Dazhi shook his head, picked up his tea, and took a sip.

“Or rather, it’s the general atmosphere at the top of the East Alliance.

They cry brotherhood from their mouths, but at heart, they’re all calculating their own fame and standing in the jianghu.”

“Those in power should act the part.”

“At the very least, among these Vice Alliance Hierarchs of the East Alliance, the highest-ranking three ought to…

uphold greater righteousness over the lesser, consider the world above personal sentiment, only thus can they avoid, loyalty losing its taste, righteousness losing its form.”

“Well then, did you not wish for me to persuade Ping’an?

Please, the two seniors, take me with you.”

“I cannot guarantee that I will be able to persuade Ping’an.”

Wen Rou and two Golden Immortals exchanged glances and each sighed softly.

…

At the same time.

In Xuanyuan Palace.

His Majesty, the Yellow Emperor, was bidding a ‘reluctant farewell’ to a beauty, waiting for one of his three thousand beloved wives to leave the great hall with her maids.

The moment she left, he immediately slumped his head down and collapsed onto the soft couch, stretching lazily.

“Ah, six hours of freedom!”

Two figures flashed by his side, transforming into a dashing and elegant middle-aged man, and a white-haired elder.

The Deity Fenghou and Minister Cangjie.

With a smile, Fenghou reported, “Your Majesty, something has happened.”

Languidly, the Yellow Emperor asked, “What happened?

I’ve marked all the surviving Da Luo of the Demon Race, and there has been no activity from them.”

“Li Ping’an has blown up the East Alliance.”

Fenghou pushed a Jade Talisman forward, which the emperor took and examined closely.

“Heh, this kid, I thought it would take him ten years to handle it, but surprisingly, he finished it in ten days.”

The Yellow Emperor glanced at the last line on the Jade Talisman:

“Feng, why are you still adding words to this memorial report?”

“Because this is what your humble servant has just written.”

“What have you written, ‘Li Ping’an with a hundred thousand celestial soldiers is nearing Xuanyuan Palace’?

Good fellow, is this guy trying to set me up?”

The Yellow Emperor’s mouth twitched slightly as he cursed:

“This Dali really doesn’t know how to report in advance?

He’s indeed only suited for a vanguard, unable to achieve greatness.

“Feng, go deal with it.”

Fenghou asked, “Your Majesty, what reward shall we bestow upon Li Ping’an afterward?”

“Give him a promotion, a Spiritual Treasure for protection, and some privileges to keep the East Alliance in check.

Figure it out yourself, I’m too lazy to think about it.”

The Yellow Emperor pondered briefly, murmuring:

“I quite like this boy, his understanding of Heavenly Dao is also very interesting, he might be of great use in the future.

“Ah, give him the sixth-generation scabbard of my Xuanyuan Sword to protect him.

He’s suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, unable to become an immortal.

Give him something to save his life so he won’t be easily slapped to death by a Golden Immortal.”

Minister Cangjie frowned and asked, “Your Majesty, does the East Alliance truly have that many problems?”

The Yellow Emperor laughed, “If a tree’s bark is rotten, it needs mending.

They set a rule that Golden Immortals cannot be killed, a rule that has become more important than the rites and righteousness of our Human Race, and that is the root of disaster.”

Fenghou asked, “Your Majesty, why not select a few guards for him to facilitate his actions later?”

“That could work,” the Yellow Emperor laughed, “under the guise of protecting the scabbard of Xuanyuan Sword, dispatch four trusted aides.

He has offended countless people this time; I can’t just use him and then ignore him.

Alright, that’s settled.”

Fenghou and Cangjie bowed and vanished with the wind.