Immortal Father
Chapter 541 - 541 190 Desire for the Divine Arrow Three more requests for tickets!_2

541: Chapter 190 Desire for the Divine Arrow [Three more requests for tickets!]_2 541: Chapter 190 Desire for the Divine Arrow [Three more requests for tickets!]_2 “This indeed corresponds with our understanding of him,”

Fenghou laughed:

“Heavenly Dao, Way of Humanity, Heaven and Earth, how should these three get along after all?

“Whoever comprehends this principle should be capable of joining the ranks of the Sect Hierarchs.”

“I will not disturb your rest any longer, I shall report this matter to His Majesty immediately…and one more thing.”

“If your cultivation is lacking any treasures, just mention it to Tianli, and we, the Human Race, although not exceptionally wealthy, do have several reserves of the Five Elements treasures, so you need not rely on theirs.”

Li Ping’an stood up to express his gratitude.

Fenghou waved his hand, and an Eight Trigrams Map appeared in front of him.

The map rotated slightly, space cracked open, and he stepped in, vanishing from sight.

Li Ping’an raised his eyebrows lightly.

The protective Formation of his cave residence and home would need an additional layer of the Qiankun Formation.

Otherwise, these powerful experts could tear through space, bypass the ordinary Formation, and appear directly in front of him, which would always be inconvenient when he was involved in covert activities.

Footsteps were heard from outside the door.

Li Ping’an turned his head and hopped back onto the bed, feigning weakness.

First, he would deal with these old seniors.

…

In the middle of the night.

Li Ping’an finally got the chance to be alone with his father.

Father and son settled down in the back hall of the office compound, with Tianli and several Golden Immortals not leaving their side.

The mark on Li Dazhi had been effortlessly removed by Fenghou.

The life-risking deed of the five experts of the Demon Race was not much of a trouble for the divine Fenghou.

After Kongming, the Master, went to the adjacent bedroom to cultivate with the protection of Golden Immortal Charms, Li Ping’an stood up, stretching his arms and legs.

“Lie down!”

Li Dazhi frowned and scolded, “What are you getting up for?

Stay and rest a while longer!”

“Dad, I’m really fine,”

Li Ping’an spread his hands:

“There were too many people earlier, and it wasn’t appropriate for me to lie to the seniors, so I had to feign illness to get by.”

Li Dazhi casually pushed Li Ping’an back down, and after checking him over, wondered, “That Daluo Golden Immortal, did he just pull you aside for a chat?”

“Pretty much.

How is Aunt Yue doing?”

“She woke up earlier,” Li Dazhi sighed, “From now on, I’m really at a loss.

The Demon Race targeted me, the Great Fate Holder.

I promised Master that I will take Yue’er back to the sect soon.

I’m genuinely afraid of implicating the sect.”

Li Ping’an asked, “How about going to Xuanyuan Palace?”

“Always running to the Human Emperor for shelter isn’t a solution.”

“Dad, your tribulation…

huh?”

Li Ping’an paused.

Li Dazhi asked, “What’s wrong?”

Li Ping’an sat up to meditate, a purple star emerging behind him.

The Big Dipper flashed behind Li Dazhi, and he too paused.

The tribulation had changed!

In this vision, two massive demons were missing; the rainbow serpent at the edge had disappeared, as had a lion’s head in the corner.

However, at Li Dazhi’s feet, the mound of corpses and bones grew taller, and the scene now included many more human figures.

The blood cloud at the top of the vision remained the same, and the piercing wound on Li Dazhi’s chest was unchanged, but his figure appeared much leaner.

“Could it be that Cailin the Great was truly persuaded?”

Li Ping’an leaned back.

Li Dazhi puzzled, “Cailin the Great?

What happened to that serpent?”

Li Ping’an said, “There are a few things I need to remind you of, Dad…”

He calmly took out a stone slate.

“Splendid.”

Li Dazhi gave a thumbs up, slumped onto the bed, and began to await the series of toneless transliterations.

Half an hour later.

Li Dazhi now understood what Li Ping’an had experienced, his eyes pondering.

“Well done, an old servant of the Ancient Heavenly Court, possibly a puppet of the Heavenly Dao, showing you crazed favor…

Well done!”

Li Dazhi suddenly stood up and started pacing quickly in front of the bed.

Turning to stare at Li Ping’an, he was about to speak out loud but immediately switched to a whispered transmission:

“Am I to be the father of the Heavenly Emperor?”

Lines of exasperation formed on Li Ping’an’s forehead.

“You’re overthinking it, Dad!”

Li Ping’an quickly wrote down a few lines in transliteration.

“That Daluo Golden Immortal’s behavior is off!

I can sense a strong force of the Heavenly Dao on him.

His techniques and Divine Skills all have the Heavenly Dao’s blessing.

He even occasionally bursts into laughter or spaces out.

“Is this the state a Daluo Golden Immortal should be in?

“I’m now suspecting that this Daluo Golden Immortal is also a puppet of the Heavenly Dao!”

“That can’t be,” Li Dazhi wrote, “Didn’t I hear that a Taiyi Golden Immortal can roam the Chaos Sea?

That means they have escaped the influence of Heaven and Earth; that’s already being a Da Luo!”

“Who can clarify the matters of antiquity?”

Li Ping’an sighed:

“He himself was Taiyi and became Da Luo with the help of the Heavenly Dao.

“It could be due to long-term accumulation or gradual influence, slowly being eroded, or even possibly seeking it out himself.

“In any case, this Daluo Golden Immortal gives me a feeling of unease in my Dao heart.”

Li Dazhi asked, “So what do you plan to do?

This Daluo Golden Immortal seems quite kind to you.”

“I’ll try to keep my distance.”

Li Ping’an shook his head, putting away the stone slate, and continued:

“Also, there’s something else, that vixen from the Tianhu clan, is the source of the calamity befalling the Immortal Dynasty.”

Li Dazhi said, “I’ll find a way to kill her later.”

“She also concocted a rumor about me being the illegitimate son of Xuanyuan, the Yellow Emperor.”

“Damn it!” Li Dazhi exclaimed, “I shall not rest until I kill this demon!”

Li Ping’an asked with a smile, “When will you become a Golden Immortal, Dad?”

“Who knows,” Li Dazhi then said, “Before Minister Feng left, he sent me a message, urging me to hasten you to investigate the mystery of the Holy Mother’s disappearance at the Holy Mother Palace.

Minister Feng also cautioned that if there’s any clue to the Holy Mother’s whereabouts in this world, it would certainly be in the Holy Mother Palace.”

Li Ping’an shrugged: “I might as well spend some time figuring out where your tribulation should take place…

Hmm, I did think of something.”