Immortal Father
Chapter 516 - 516 182 Human Emperor Lectures on the Folly of Impatience

516: Chapter 182 Human Emperor Lectures on the Folly of Impatience 516: Chapter 182 Human Emperor Lectures on the Folly of Impatience Li Ping’an had a dream.

In the dream, he wore a robe made of white clouds, strolling amongst the opulent palaces, while Heavenly Soldiers clad in silver armor saluted him repeatedly, and fairy maids holding flower baskets ran further away, their faces covered.

But as he turned around, a vast shadow appeared overhead;

Looking closely, those were three great mountains…

ahem, no, they were groups of experts from the Taoist Sect, Human Race, and Western Sect.

Then, he heard a loud roar:

‘Form battalion of a hundred!’

The dream shattered with that roar, his Primordial Spirit and Dao Body awakening simultaneously, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the unfamiliar roof of a large tent.

“Hmm?”

A soft and familiar voice came through.

Li Ping’an called out, “Master…”

Then a strand of blue silk fell across his face, and Qing Su’s delicate and beautiful face appeared before his eyes, looking down into his eyes, her brows slightly furrowed as she observed his condition.

It was truly his Master!

Li Ping’an blinked, feeling a wave of fatigue from the excessive consumption of his Primordial Spirit’s strength, while his Dao Body was filled with a fulfilling sense of Mana, which made him yawn involuntarily.

“Are you feeling unwell?”

Qing Su asked with concern.

Li Ping’an shook his head, sat up slowly, and realized that there were three other people in this unfamiliar tent.

Xing He, Xinghan, and Feng Tingzhu cupped fists and bowed at the same time.

“My lord!”

Li Ping’an asked, “Is the battle over?

How long have I been unconscious?”

Feng Tingzhu quickly said, “Reporting to my lord!

You have been unconscious for thirty-seven hours.

The Demon Race’s first wave of attacks has been repelled.

The demon troops to the north and west of the Western Continent have retreated.

Our reinforcements have arrived in large numbers, and there may be a standoff for a while, either our counterattack or the enemy’s second wave of attack.”

Li Ping’an nodded and once again envisioned the scene of more than a dozen Heavenly Soldiers passing before him.

He inquired, “What about the Heavenly Soldiers and Centurion Fu Yu who were with me?”

The others looked at each other.

Qing Su explained in a soft voice, “I arrived yesterday.

This is the Human Emperor’s central army camp, on the Human Race’s northern front in the Western Continent.

The Human Emperor’s trusted aides said you had been unconscious here, repeatedly calling out ‘Master’.”

Li Ping’an blushed with embarrassment.

No, he hadn’t dreamed of his Master while he was unconscious, so why would he keep calling out ‘Master’…

He hurriedly asked, “What about Broken Dawn City?”

“Please wait a moment, my lord,” Feng Tingzhu gestured with a cupped fist, “I will go and inquire about it!”

Having said that, the female protector hurriedly left, only to rush back shortly after and briefly recounted the Battle of Broken Dawn City to Li Ping’an.

Broken Dawn City was the main target of the Demon Race’s attack on the western front.

“This time the Demon Race had a detailed plan.

They positioned heavy troops on the northern front to tie down our main forces and most of the experts, while they sent surprise attacks through the western front to break our defenses, and then attacked towns with the most mortals, seized souls, and created panic.”

“The Demon Race’s move forced us to evacuate the mortals from the Western Continent, whereas according to the Eastern Alliance’s plan, only by mortals settling down, breeding, and thriving, can more Qi Cultivators emerge.”

“Fortunately, at that time, an ancient great demon half-step into the Taiyi Realm, hiding near Broken Dawn City, the younger brother of the great demon king Grey Sky, was discovered by His Majesty.

His Majesty appeared in time, slew the evil serpent, and then rushed to the northern front to battle a Da Luo Golden Immortal from the Demon Race.”

“As a result, although Broken Dawn City’s reinforced protective formation was breached, the losses were not too horrifying.

Tens of thousands of mortals were killed or wounded, over three thousand Heavenly Soldiers perished, and seven thousand six hundred were injured.”

Li Ping’an frowned and asked, “Is that all?”

Feng Tingzhu replied, “That’s what’s reported in the military dispatch.”

Li Ping’an, discontented, asked, “Weren’t there any heroic deeds by some small squads of Heavenly Soldiers?”

“My lord, that…

shall I inquire again?”

“Tingzhu, why don’t you go to Broken Dawn City,” Li Ping’an sighed, “I was also in Broken Dawn City at the time, disguised as an ordinary Heavenly Soldier named Xiong Er.

Those Heavenly Soldiers who fought alongside me suffered heavy casualties.

There was a Centurion named Fu Yu, see how he fares.”

“Yes!”

Feng Tingzhu took note of these names and hurried away.

Li Ping’an moved his shoulders a bit, gazing vaguely toward the entrance of the tent.

A slender hand rested on his shoulder, and a stream of cool immortal power flowed into his body.

Qing Su asked, “Disciple, you seem somewhat unstable in your Dao heart.”

“It’s nothing, Master,” Li Ping’an said with a wry smile, “His Majesty the Human Emperor threw me into the midst of the Heavenly Soldiers, letting me experience firsthand what it’s like to combat demon troops, and the unsettling feeling of Heavenly Soldiers dying by my side.”

Qing Su’s brows knitted slightly in complaint, “Why would the Human Emperor send you into battle?

You are a civil officer and have yet to become an immortal.”

Suddenly, the voice of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan came from outside the tent, “What, civil officers can’t go to the battlefield?

Among my ministers, the most formidable are two civil officers!

Hahaha!”

The Human Emperor, clad in a loose robe with his hair simply tied up, came strolling over, hands clasped behind his back.

All the Heavenly Soldiers outside the tent kneeled on one knee, while Xing He and Xinghan inside hurriedly bowed their heads and paid their respects.

Qing Su pursed her lips slightly, daring to own up to her words.

As she bowed her head and cupped her fists, she didn’t forget to say, “It was my remark, Your Majesty.

Sending my disciple, who has yet to become an immortal, into battle is somewhat inconsistent with the traditions of the Human Race.”

The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan clicked his tongue and sighed, “Alright, I’ll apologize to you, the Master, for this.

Madam, please step outside for a moment; let me have a chat with my Inspector.”

Qing Su turned and left, standing still outside the tent.

The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan casually set up a barrier, placed a chair in front of Li Ping’an, and sat down before him, in the presence of Xing He and Xinghan.

He Xinghe and He Xinghan glanced at each other, lowered their heads, and stepped out of the barrier’s range, guarding the entrance of the large tent.

Now that is perceptiveness.