Immortal Father
Chapter 578 - 578 203 Fenghou Coughs Up Blood Ningning Returns_2

578: Chapter 203: Fenghou Coughs Up Blood, Ningning Returns_2 578: Chapter 203: Fenghou Coughs Up Blood, Ningning Returns_2 “I can’t go to the Queen Mother of the West yet; I always feel that she is related to the Heavenly Dao.

“However, I will send someone to deliver a letter to see if we can get your mother’s permission.”

Li Ping’an sighed softly and said warmly:

“As long as your mother agrees, then we’ll set a banquet in Dong’an City, inviting my father, Aunt Moon, your master, my master, and the sisters you’re familiar with to have a good meal, and then we’ll pay respects to heaven and earth to become Dao companions.”

“We don’t need to eat or invite others.”

Ningning Mu giggled, wrapping herself in a bubble of pink happiness.

“This marriage isn’t for others to see; as long as you have me in your heart and let heaven and earth know we are to marry, that is enough.”

Li Ping’an agreed, feeling an absolute peace in his Dao heart.

Compared to the naive junior sister of the past, the Ningning Mu of today indeed seemed more mature, gentle as water.

That inevitably included some influence from being Li Mu’s daughter;

but Li Ping’an was certain that this was the matured Ningning Mu.

Ningning Mu tapped Li Ping’an’s cheek with her fingers, asking softly, “Have you been tired recently?”

“I’ve been in closed-door cultivation recently, pondering the methods of Artifact Refining,” Li Ping’an said warmly, “and right after coming out, I discovered the theft of the Eastern Alliance Treasury.

I’ve just returned from the Chaos Sea outside our realm, where I welcomed back the Holy Mother.

The Holy Mother has bestowed upon me a treasure.”

He took out the statue of the Holy Mother and handed it to Ningning Mu.

Ningning Mu played with it absentmindedly, and because Li Ping’an spoke so casually, she subconsciously felt it wasn’t anything precious and returned it to him after a while.

“With the Holy Mother back, the situation of the Human Race should improve a lot.”

Ningning Mu said:

“I’ve done more than just cultivate here; I’ve also read many books sent by Minister Feng, including military strategies and tactics for governing a country.

I don’t know why Minister Feng would want me to read these.

“However, the Feng family are all diviners; I’ve asked a few sisters to do divinations for me.”

“Guess what they said?”

Li Ping’an asked curiously, “What did they say?”

“They said,”

Ningning Mu gritted her teeth and pinched Li Ping’an’s nose:

“That I would encounter many obstacles in my marriage, meaning many would compete with me for you.

They also said that you would have several wives in the future and I would be the most unremarkable among them!”

“How is that possible!”

Li Ping’an, full of righteous indignation and integrity, declared firmly, “I am not that kind of person!”

“Who knows,” Ningning Mu said with a tight-lipped smile and then sighed gently and leaned on Li Ping’an’s chest, “Anyway, no matter what, you can’t leave me behind in the future.

I am not Li Mu’s daughter; I am just your junior sister.”

“However, ahem.”

Li Ping’an sighed softly: “There’s something I still need to tell you.”

Ningning Mu straightened up, pinched Li Ping’an’s nose, and scolded hurriedly: “Ah, you really have other women, maybe even children already.

What have you been doing behind my back these three years, you rotten senior brother!”

“No, it’s not that kind of thing.”

Li Ping’an wrapped his arms around her waist and said quickly:

“It’s about my experiences…my experiences…Haven’t you heard some rumors during these three years?”

“Rumors?”

“Alas,” Li Ping’an said with a sigh, “share a sliver of your Spiritual Sense with me, and I’ll take you to my spiritual platform.”

“No need, I have an ancient secret technique, the Primordial Spirit Piercing Technique!

Don’t resist; I’ll go have a look myself!”

Ningning Mu giggled, and then her hands swiftly formed seals, pointing a finger at Li Ping’an’s chest.

The two sat motionless in an intimate posture as if frozen by a spell.

At Li Ping’an’s spiritual platform, a speck of light fell, transfiguring into the tiny Primordial Spirit of Ningning Mu, standing shoulder to shoulder with Li Ping’an’s tiny Primordial Spirit.

“Wow, senior brother, you have so many things on your spiritual platform!

What’s that golden cloud above?”

“The power of the Heavenly Dao; the Heavenly Dao has set its sights on me now, wanting to make me its slave and then to become the ruler of the Heavenly Court.”

“That sounds so impressive; doesn’t that mean you’ll have to marry three thousand Dao companions?”

“Not everyone is Emperor Xuanyuan.

A person should not live just to find Dao companions.

My biggest trouble now is that I might become a slave to the Heavenly Dao.”

“Then I’ll help you check regularly; we can’t easily submit to the Heavenly Dao…

Senior brother, are these four all your Spiritual Treasures?

And what’s that aura over there?”

“Divine Skills, my Human Race Divine Skills, related to my father.

Don’t ask too much about it; it’s better for a girl to know less.”

“Uncle, huh…

Senior brother, why are you carrying a stick?”

“What?”

“I mean, ah!”

Inside the room, two figures suddenly separated, as Ningning Mu forcefully pushed Li Ping’an away, her Primordial Spirit returning to her Dao Body.

She turned and ran towards the second floor, leaving behind only two lingering shadows.

“Ahem!”

Li Ping’an calmly adjusted his Daoist Robe and settled his sitting posture.

Calm down; it’s a normal physiological response.

It was just that the Primordial Spirit had relaxed its control over the Dao Body, leading to a slight misunderstanding.

But it was indeed time to get married.

Li Ping’an pondered in his eyes.

Those currently eyeing his title of ‘Prospective Heavenly Emperor’ included Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor and Mo Linyuan, and more forces were likely to join in the future.

His current strength was too weak; he had little autonomy over many things.

It was better to secure his back court early on to avoid some troubles.

Conveniently, Ningning also had favorable connections and a background.

Li Mu’s daughter.

There were still other relatives of Li Mu in Xuanyuan Palace, two or three Officials associated with Li Mu.

Should he pay them a visit?

Li Ping’an thought it over carefully, but then he dismissed the idea.

He didn’t want to use his future wife as a pawn in a ‘political’ game, at least not Ningning Mu.

Moments later, Ningning Mu, now dressed in a pale pink long dress, came down the stairs.