Immortal Father
Chapter 634 - 634 222 Coming to Find Us_2

634: Chapter 222: Coming to Find Us_2 634: Chapter 222: Coming to Find Us_2 “Your reasoning is sound,” said the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan in a deep voice, “As for this matter, even I, the Human Emperor, am not in a position to decide.

Later on, you may ask Feng how to earn wealth to support the troops.”

“Let’s talk about this after my wedding.”

Li Ping’an looked toward the horizon:

“Your Majesty, during the three years I spend recovering, I will also draft new policies for the Dong’an Alliance.

Before I officially establish the Heavenly Court, I will still serve the Dong’an Alliance.

There are many things I want to achieve through it.”

The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan asked, “Won’t this affect your own dignity?”

Li Ping’an replied seriously, “Dignity lies below the edge of one’s fist, not on the surface of one’s skin.”

The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows, “You’re quite right, hahaha…

No, wait, I suppose you want to recruit more experts from the Dong’an Alliance to join the Heavenly Court?”

Li Ping’an looked deeply distressed: “How can Your Majesty view a minister who is loyal to you with such suspicion?”

“Recruit whoever you want; if they all leave, I can just retire.

Also, our second lesson on being an emperor has to start.

I will visit the Holy Mother and think about what to teach you next.”

The Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan was in high spirits, laughing heartily.

His long hair and wide sleeves fluttered as he strode into the great hall.

Li Ping’an thought it over, then took out the jade slip and continued with his mandated studies.

It wasn’t just to learn some new tricks to ensure his junior sister’s happiness after marriage.

Within, there were ancient cultivation methods, and he had also realized a bit about the practice of dual cultivation.

…

Half a day later.

Ningning Mu woke up, and together with Li Ping’an, they thanked the Holy Mother Nüwa.

This time, the Holy Mother Nüwa didn’t summon the injured Fenghou for manual labor.

With a flick of her hand, she opened the cosmos and sent the two back to the gates of the Wanyun Sect.

Ningning Mu voluntarily left Li Ping’an’s side to find her own master at Caiyun Peak and make her own preparations.

With the Sect Leader’s funeral scheduled for the next day, the two’s wedding was set for the day after.

They didn’t choose an auspicious date, nor did they send out wide invitations; they just went to Dong’an City to bow to heaven and earth in a simple ceremony.

Truly, everything was kept simple.

Li Ping’an had just returned to the main hall.

In the doorway and inside the hall, incense was lit, and he noticed that the atmosphere within the sect was a bit peculiar.

After Li Ping’an finished lighting the incense, Li Dazhi pulled him aside and whispered with a frown, “What are you thinking?”

“Thinking about what?”

“Ah, a minister of governance, a brave and fierce general!

In three years!

The Heavenly Court will recruit new members!”

“This matter,” Li Ping’an asked, “Is there a problem?

The Holy Mother herself will preside over it.

Presumably, some experts will grace the occasion, so it shouldn’t be too deserted.”

“Deserted?

Why would it be deserted?”

Li Dazhi placed his hand on Li Ping’an’s head, puzzled:

“Did your injury affect your brain?

“Just go and look outside our sect gates; they’re swarmed with people!”

Li Ping’an, not understanding, walked to the window facing the sect gates in the main hall and looked out.

Wow!

There were two large swaths of dark clouds, one filled with people’s silhouettes and the other likewise.

Li Dazhi muttered, “I just checked for you; all notable Loose Cultivators have come.

Right now, we temporarily have about tens of thousands, but later more might arrive.

They’ve already started setting up market towns in front of Wanyun Sect.”

Li Ping’an was genuinely surprised: “The enthusiasm of Loose Cultivators is so high?”

“That’s just the Loose Cultivators,” Li Dazhi revealed, opening his sleeves and taking out over a hundred Jade Talismans, tossing them into Li Ping’an’s sleeves, “Take a look for yourself, even sects with some connection to our Wanyun Sect have sent their tributes.”

Li Ping’an:…

Had he underestimated the influence of the Holy Mother;

Or did the Human Race’s Qi Cultivators all have a desire to be part of an organization?

At the end of the Desolate Era’s cultivation world, was it also about passing exams to attain positions?

Li Ping’an shook his head, casting out these thoughts, and then began to worry.

“Father,” Li Ping’an muttered, “We have no treasury for the Heavenly Court.

What should we do?”

“As for the treasury,” Li Dazhi replied, “I might be able to think of a solution, but I can’t guarantee to solve the issue completely.”

Li Dazhi calmly took two steps back:

“As for today’s matter, you’ll have to deal with it yourself…

Elders, please do as you like!

Seriously!”

Li Ping’an’s forehead was lined with metaphorical dark lines.

Before he could recover, beams of light shot toward him, and dozens of inner elders and over a hundred outer elders surrounded him, pulling from all directions.

“Ping’an!

This disciple of mine, truly has the makings of a Heavenly Immortal!”

“Ping’an, look, our Wanyun Sect is fully supportive of you; even though I don’t have many thousand years of lifespan left, could I go and be a minor scribe in the Heavenly Court?

My bookkeeping is incredibly fast.”

“Will cultivation be quicker in the Heavenly Court?

When studying ancient texts, I discovered that the Ancient Heavenly Court was an excellent cultivation paradise!”

“Ping’an, can I go to the Heavenly Court to practice Alchemy?

The Heavenly Court will also need to earn Spirit Stones, right?

Or the future Heavenly Soldiers will need Elixir Pills too.”

“Ping’an!”

“Ping’an…”

The crowd gradually engulfed Li Ping’an.

He struggled valiantly, reaching out his hand to his father.

Li Dazhi looked up at the sky, sighing softly.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to help his son; it was just that he and these elders were old friends.

It was difficult to be unsympathetic when you see each other all the time.

Fortunately, it was only a momentary bustle in the corner of the main hall.

Elder Yansheng arrived just in time, his face stony as he scolded:

“What are you doing!

Are you pressuring Ping’an with personal favors?

“The Sect Leader’s coffin is still here, and you all need to restrain yourselves!

Establishing a new Heavenly Court will inevitably be fraught with countless difficulties and troubles.

Do you think it’s just about sitting in order and sharing fruit, gaining vain honor and benefits?

“It’s about making a contribution to the Heavenly Court!”

Elders, no matter if they were inner elders with Dao Realms higher than Yansheng, could only listen and accept the reprimand.

Li Ping’an, clothes disheveled, repeatedly bowed to Elder Yansheng in thanks.

In a crucial moment, it had to be Elder Yansheng!