Immortal Father
Chapter 521 - 521 183 Master Li's Leisurely Seclusion Routine_3

521: Chapter 183: Master Li’s Leisurely Seclusion Routine_3 521: Chapter 183: Master Li’s Leisurely Seclusion Routine_3 Li Ping’an breathed a sigh of relief.

“That’s it?”

He had thought that his father had offended someone in Xuanyuan Palace, but it turned out to be just the release of some entertainment items.

That was also a good thing, as it could greatly enrich the mundane lives of the ladies in the Xuanyuan Palace, alleviating a great deal of mental pressure for Emperor Xuanyuan.

Li Ping’an knew that his father was reluctant to promote this in the Wanyun Sect because he feared it would affect the cultivation of the sect members and the production efficiency of Castcloud Hall.

A true capitalist indeed.

Li Ping’an asked, “The treasure given by Minister Feng, can it really defend against the Great Da Luo of the Demon Race from divining?”

“As for the art of divination, the top five in this world would be the Three Pure Ones, the Great Sect Leader of the Western Sect, His Majesty Fuxi Shi, and when it comes to His Majesty Fuxi Shi’s methods of divination, they are, at times, second only to the Ancestral Master Taiqing.”

Wen Rou, the Heavenly Immortal, said with a smile:

“The sixth place would be our Human Race’s divine Minister Fenghou.”

Li Ping’an pondered carefully.

His father had already caught the attention of the Demon Race, his father’s tribulation had not changed, and now, with the Human Race and the Demon Race’s experts battling in the southern part of the Western Continent and the northern part of the East Continent, tensions were at a breaking point.

If his father’s whereabouts were exposed, he could easily be targeted by the opposition.

But Xuanyuan Palace was not a permanent solution either; with the Eastern Alliance so heavily infiltrated by the Western Sect, if a great war broke out, Xuanyuan Palace’s elite might be called out, and the palace guards mobilized, making it instead a place vulnerable to attack.

Should he have his father take refuge in Dong’an City instead?

The fact that they had to hide and disguise themselves even in the territory of the Human Race was a disadvantage of insufficient strength.

Li Ping’an said, “I’ll write a letter to father, then.”

However, Wen Rou said, “I was thinking, why not let him stay at my place…”

“Senior might as well tell my father directly,” Li Ping’an said earnestly, “father is father, son is son, neither my father nor I will interfere too much in each other’s affairs.”

Wen Rou sighed lightly: “Fine then, I’ll go and ask what he thinks.”

After Li Ping’an wrote the letter and handed it to Wen Rou, the Heavenly Immortal hurriedly left.

Li Ping’an’s heart was filled with mixed emotions.

He had always thought that this aunt was quite nice.

Though she was older, she had a gentle personality and a profound background, and her dignified appearance, reminiscent of a peaceful and prosperous realm, was also quite reassuring.

But after learning that Wen Rou was from the Wind Whisper Guard, Li Ping’an felt genuinely uneasy and even guiltier towards his father.

“Well, in the future, I won’t meddle in my father’s romantic affairs.”

Li Ping’an saluted in the direction Wen Rou had left and then turned into a wisp of blue smoke to return underground, continuing his cultivation retreat.

Li Ping’an would occasionally receive news about the military situation in the Western Continent.

After the Demon Race’s first wave of fierce attacks was repelled, they began a full-scale harassment and gradual pressure tactics, engaging the Human Race in attrition warfare.

The opposition also had strategists.

The Demon Race was now trying to use the demon beasts they had nurtured to deplete the numbers of the Human Race’s immortal soldiers and continually tried to capture mortals to extract their souls.

In the previous tens of thousands of years, the Human Race always had the advantage over the Demon Race, which had caused some complacency among the Human Race’s experts.

This war between the humans and demons served to wake these individuals up.

The Demon Race had developed minor worlds outside of heaven—the so-called Three Thousand Worlds mentioned by Li Ping’an—which had yielded such effects, causing the Human Race’s experts to also turn their attention to the Three Thousand Worlds.

Li Ping’an estimated that the Human Race would probably start establishing new settlements there next, continuing to replicate the model of the East Continent.

These matters, however, didn’t concern him much.

Emperor Xuanyuan intended for him to report on this matter to gain merit for future promotion.

But Li Ping’an was truly becoming wary of the Yellow Emperor now.

Li Ping’an confronted his true feelings:

Being a puppet was not his wish, whether as a pawn of the Heavenly Dao or the Human Emperor.

To him, both would be a detriment to his moral heart, making life quite unsatisfactory.

If he could become the so-called Heavenly Emperor through his struggles without being a pawn pushed around by various forces, he might really enjoy a dominant reign.

However, such matters were also considered long-term planning for him.

The priority was still to enhance his strength, delve into the art of spiritual metamorphosis, the Great Dao of Clouds, the Path of Artifact Refining, and contemplate how to undergo the third metamorphosis.

‘Strength is the ultimate principle.’

Another half a month passed.

Li Dazhi quietly slipped into the tallest building in Dong’an City to have a secret rendezvous with his lover, Elder Xiaoyue, and then started living at Xiaoyue’s place.

Following Minister Feng’s orders, Wen Rou did not reveal Li Ping’an’s whereabouts to anyone, including Li Dazhi.

Now a Heavenly Immortal, and with the disguise kit and Hidden Dust Technique provided by Li Ping’an, coupled with the seven or eight treasures given by Minister Feng to conceal one’s fate and prevent divination, as long as he did not show himself, he would be like a ghost, with no one able to pinpoint his traces.

Therefore,

The father and son, unaware of each other’s locations, each began their lives of retreat and semi-retreat.

Li Ping’an had not expected that his time in retreat would be so lengthy, nor that the gains from his retreat would be so substantial.