Immortal Father
Chapter 524 - 524 184 Peril of Xiaoyue_3

524: Chapter 184 Peril of Xiaoyue_3 524: Chapter 184 Peril of Xiaoyue_3 Upon entering the street, the view was filled with bustling crowds, with signboards bearing the stamp of Castcloud Hall everywhere.

In the distance, figures could be seen flitting up and down above the grand yamen of the Inspectorate.

Dong’an Inspectorate has now become the ‘gold-plated sign’ of Dong’an City, attracting more and more Loose Cultivators to converge here, bringing endless business opportunities to the Wanyun Sect.

Although due to the recent wars with the Demon Race, the East Alliance had drawn many experts from Dong’an City, there were still many veteran Immortals stationed in the Inspectorate, with Immortal soldiers garrisoned both within and outside the city.

The sense of security was absolute!

Li Dazhi was planning that, in a few more years, once the East Alliance concluded the war with the Demon Race, he would expand Dong’an City by two more rings, build an ‘Immortal’s Amusement City’ on the sea-land to the east, and establish a ‘Grand Enlightenment Center’ amidst the burned forests to the west.

The straight-line shifting formation between Dong’an City and the Wanyun Sect would soon be on the agenda.

The current issue was whether the Artifact Refiners from the Yuan Sect could come up with a shifting formation that conserves more Spirit Stones.

[Da Zhi’s Ambition].

Passing by a luxuriously refurbished shop, Li Dazhi glanced at the Forge-Heaven Gate store opposite the Castcloud Hall and the corner of his mouth twisted slightly.

What was the use of Mo Yunshen stubbornly keeping that shop?

It lost at least half a Spirit Stone every month, and he had to keep expanding the storefront, merely putting on a fat face to mask a swollen one.

Li Dazhi shook his head, continued humming a tune, carrying a birdcage and a tobacco pipe, and strolled toward the far-off storytellers’ hall.

Not far from the street corner, a middle-aged Daoist, transformed by Li Ping’an, accompanied by Ling’er in her true form playing the role of a ‘silly maid,’ walked leisurely into the crowd.

‘This Dong’an City has become even more prosperous.’

Li Ping’an made up his mind in his heart:

‘After the retreat, I’ll go to father for some pocket money!’

Although the father and son did not brush past each other, they were in the same street yet unaware of each other’s presence.

…

Meanwhile.

In the underground chamber of the Forge-Heaven Gate store, newly constructed.

Mo Yunshen furrowed his brows tightly, gazing at his second senior brother standing with his back to him, his eyes filled with confusion.

“Senior brother, what you just said, is it true?”

“Would I lie to you?”

The second senior brother turned around, behind that ghastly mask with green face and sharp teeth, lay a pair of helpless and desolate eyes.

“I’ve joined the Wanmo Heaven.”

Mo Yunshen clenched his fists, frowning deeply at his senior brother, and whispered, “Does master know?”

“He knows, master has given his tacit consent.”

The second senior brother let out a wry laugh:

“Times have changed, Yun Shen.

Forge-Heaven Gate now needs to do something, or we are on the brink of collapse.

“Although many of the Immortal soldiers who were stationed at our sect have been withdrawn, as long as there is one Immortal soldier there, no one will come to us to deal in magical treasures.

“There are already more than ten Supreme Elders in the sect with ulterior motives, and many Artifact Refiners have begun to discuss with their disciples about when to leave the sect…

Alas, we have actually been defeated by a Li Ping’an.

The enemy didn’t even give us a glancing look, just scared the old wastes of the East Alliance with a token.

“Yun Shen, now you only need to help me with one thing.”

Mo Yunshen, sitting by the table, slowly slumped down and wiped his face with a hand, letting out a soft sigh, “You and I don’t need to talk about helping each other anymore, senior brother…

Last time I saw mother in the Holy Mother Palace.”

“Really?”

The second senior brother asked softly, “Is she well?”

“She curses with great vigor.”

Mo Yunshen’s eyes suddenly became somewhat moist and immediately suppressed the emotion with his Daoist cultivation, continuing to say:

“I don’t know what the future holds for the three of us brothers, what we can do or will do, but senior brother, we don’t just have the one path of struggling against the Great Fortune Holder.

“The Great Fortune Holder is not someone we can fight against.

Just look outside at this great city; it has become the Treasure Basin of the East Alliance and Wanyun Sect.

“The Great Wealth Immortal and the nearly enlightened Grand Wealth Immortal are definitely not within our control.”

“I know all this, but Yun Shen, it’s already too late to be saying these things.”

The second senior brother sighed:

“I’ve just received an order from Wanmo Heaven, we have to take action against Xiaoyue next.”

“Xiaoyue?

That True Immortal?”

“She may be a True Immortal, but she is also the Great Fortune Holder’s consort.”

The second senior brother whispered:

“No one knows where Li Dazhi has gone now.

Several Da Luo from the Demon Race, together with the Taiyi, cannot penetrate the Fenghou’s Eight Trigram concealment.

“Xiaoyue is Li Dazhi’s last vulnerability.

If Xiaoyue is not captured, they will set a trap at the Immortal Dynasty and ambush the entire Wanyun Sect’s Immortals, blood-cleansing the Wanyun Sect to force Li Dazhi out.

“You know the power of Wanmo Heaven; there are wars everywhere now, and the Human Emperor cannot afford to spare so many experts.

Wanmo Heaven can even have the Demon Race coordinate with this matter on various fronts.”

Mo Yunshen fell silent.

He looked up at his senior brother, “Has master really agreed?”

“Yes.”

“Master has truly agreed?”

“That’s correct.”

“But this is a dead end!”

Mo Yunshen suddenly became agitated, a strand of white hair falling on his forehead, his expression becoming somewhat ferocious.

“This is a path seeking death!

This is making an enemy of the Human Emperor!

These are two Great Fortune Holders!”

“We have no choice left…

Yun Shen, I came to see you because I fear we won’t be able to contact each other in the future.”

The figure of the second senior brother suddenly twisted, turning into a wisp of black smoke that rapidly dispersed.

Only a soft sigh remained, as well as the somewhat labored breathing of Mo Yunshen.

Three thousand miles east of Dong’an City, in the seafloor trench near Dark Alley.

The true form of Mo Yunshen’s second senior brother opened his eyes, turned his head towards several Golden Immortal Demons in human shape behind him, and said with a bow:

“Honored friends, I have confirmed it; Xiaoyue is in the city.

There are two Golden Immortals and over thirty Heavenly Immortals hiding in the city, not easy to deal with.”

The great demons from behind seemed to ignore what the Wanmo Heaven Demon Cultivator had said, still glaring at each other as if they were about to start fighting right here, there and then.