Immortal Father
Chapter 502 - 502 177 The Abstract Human Emperor Arrested Online Part 2

502: Chapter 177: The Abstract Human Emperor, Arrested Online Part 2 502: Chapter 177: The Abstract Human Emperor, Arrested Online Part 2 “I’m idle anyway, I just need to lock the opponent’s Daluo’s vital energy.

It doesn’t make much difference whether I make my move in the high sky or on the battlefield near the ground.”

“If I disguise myself this way, during the chaotic battle, I can watch the opponent’s Daluo while stealthily killing some of their lesser experts…

But I can’t make it too obvious, like if you directly kill a Golden Immortal, the enemy will definitely detect your aura.

Then they would swoop down to fight a great battle with you.

If two Daluos clash near a regular battlefield, both sides will suffer heavy casualties, which would be a loss not worth the gain.”

“You really are…”

Li Ping’an couldn’t find the right adjective for a moment.

“Hahahaha!”

Xuanyuan, the Yellow Emperor, raised an eyebrow:

“This is called making the best use of everything.

Who says a Daluo Golden Immortal can’t disguise as a lowly soldier to sneakily kill the enemy?”

Li Ping’an asked, “Is this the first lesson you’re teaching me?”

“Of course not,” the Yellow Emperor replied, “Follow me, we’re heading to the Western Continent; chaos has already erupted there.”

“But we’re heading in the southeast direction.”

“To rush to the Western Continent from the Eastern Alliance, there are two paths.

This is the slightly longer one, but it’s also the one most commonly used by the Eastern Alliance to deploy troops and supplies, passing by the Southern Sea around the Southern Continent.”

The Yellow Emperor looked at Li Ping’an with a look of disdain:

“You’ve been in the Eastern Alliance for half a year.

Don’t tell me you’ve been in retreat the whole time?

Don’t you do any homework?”

Li Ping’an smiled awkwardly: “I was, well, hoping to become an Immortal sooner and contribute more to our Human Race.”

“I think you inherently don’t take those old generals seriously.

Each one of them has survived since ancient times, and each is extremely astute…

Of course, some have become muddle-headed with age.”

The Yellow Emperor sighed:

“Wherever there are people, there will be sycophants.

Once a person starts to wield power, they begin to lose themselves.

“Tianli, whom you know best, has become a bit muddled.

“He always sees himself as the third leader of the Eastern Alliance, not as a commander of the Human Race.

Consequently, he subconsciously protects those from the Eastern Alliance rather than considering issues from the perspective of the Human Race.

“After this great battle, the Eastern Alliance must undergo a considerable change of blood.

What are your thoughts?”

Li Ping’an asked, “Are you talking about implementing a new policy?”

“Your new policy could be conceived in that direction, but don’t say it was my suggestion.”

The Yellow Emperor spoke solemnly:

“Alright, let’s not discuss such matters now.

We’re approaching the sentry post of the Immortal soldiers.

Show your waist badge.

From now on, you are Xiong Er.”

Li Ping’an nodded with a smile and simply began to meditate with his eyes closed.

Having a Human Emperor by his side really did provide a full sense of security.

“By the way, Your Majesty, how should I address you later?”

“Ah, I’m your old soldier, as well as your cousin, from the Xiong family, Xiong Batian!”

“Why am I called Xiong Er?”

“Your parents were rather careless when naming you, tsk, hahaha!”

…

Meanwhile.

At the secret grounds of Xuanyuan Palace, in the residence of the Feng family.

After a noisy day, Ningning Mu rested in the warming chamber.

Soon she felt a bit restless, her cultivation was not progressing, and she opened the window to admire the garden landscaped according to the Bagua by the Feng family.

She leaned against the window sill, a lock of hair falling over her chest, her body adorned in a long dress embroidered with golden patterns, emitting strands of immortal light.

Through two layers of Formation light barriers, Ningning Mu vaguely saw that the courtyard next door seemed to have many more figures, as if they were gathered around watching something.

‘Isn’t that where my uncle lives?’

Ningning Mu felt a slight unease.

The reason she agreed to come here was also that this place was a forbidden area of the Human Race, and she wanted to take care of her uncle for her senior brother.

Below the warming chamber, two maids ran hand in hand toward the back door.

Ningning Mu called out to them, “Ladies, has something happened in the courtyard next door?”

“Ah, miss, it’s said that the Great Wealth Immortal has brought some interesting things with him, something called bird tiles, a game that four people can play.”

“Would you like to come and see?”

“No need, thank you.”

Ningning Mu shook her head with a smile, and the two maids ran off cheerfully.

The rules of the Feng family were not too strict.

‘Good that it’s not any trouble.’

Ningning Mu sighed lightly and continued to gaze out the window.

When she was not cultivating, her mind always revolved around three things.

‘Stop thinking too much.

Once I become an Immortal, I can be by his side.’

‘Hmm, I should also work hard on cultivating, to carve out a place for myself in the Path of Immortality.

If I only cling to my senior brother, not worthy to be his Dao companion, I would be nothing more than a concubine.’

‘I wonder what senior brother is doing now, whether he has made any breakthroughs in his cultivation.’

Then she returned to the first issue:

‘Stop thinking too much…’

…

In Dong’an City, at the fourth underground level of Drunken Moon Tower,

Sun Yingying sat on the railing of the corridor, holding a jug in her hand, her face decorated with her usual makeup, as she continuously lifted the jug to her lips, sipping the Immortal Brew.

The occasional passing girls all walked by swiftly with their heads down.

“Alas.”

A soft sigh sounded next to her as Granny Yin Lin approached slowly, sitting beside Sun Yingying.

“Yingying, what’s wrong?”

Sun Yingying’s Primordial Spirit was already somewhat intoxicated.

She casually tore off the thin mask on her face, revealing her beautiful, blushed countenance and sighed softly:

“Granny, I still can’t understand why he doesn’t come…

why he sends his elder brother instead…

Do I seem like a promiscuous woman who would throw herself at any man?”

“This…”

Granny Yin Lin took Sun Yingying’s soft hand and sealed the area with an immortal power barrier, speaking softly:

“You’ve only seen him a few times; why are you so hung up on him?

“He was just a false identity, after all.

“Even his elder brother told you when he came that his younger brother was no ordinary person.

By beating around the bush to reject you, he was already trying to save you face.”