Immortal Father
Chapter 663 - 663 232 The First Development Conference of the Heavenly Court_2

663: Chapter 232: The First Development Conference of the Heavenly Court_2 663: Chapter 232: The First Development Conference of the Heavenly Court_2 “Your Majesty!”

Wang Shan rose to perform a salute.

“Keep a good watch; this is how to preside over such meetings,” Li Ping’an said with a smile, “In the future, you will be in charge of hosting the meetings.”

Wang Shan’s eyes showed his deep emotion.

He immediately bowed and accepted the order, taking out a Jade Talisman and listening attentively.

Li Ping’an spoke:

“Over the past few days, I have visited the Holy Mother Palace and the Jade Void Palace, and in conjunction with Minister Feng, completed the restructuring of the Heavenly Square Pavilion.

The ones sitting here are the core team of the future New Heavenly Court.”

Li Dazhi nodded with a smile, feeling an impulse to take the lead but fearing he might interrupt Li Ping’an, he chose to restrain himself for the time being.

Li Ping’an continued solemnly:

“Let’s introduce ourselves first, aside from Minister Feng, everyone should get to know each other.”

“I’ll start, and you all can follow this format to introduce yourselves afterward.”

“My name is Li Ping’an, a former Inner Sect Disciple of the Wanyun Sect; I have cultivated under my father’s guidance for almost twenty years now.

I resonate with the Heavenly Dao, have attained the True Immortal Realm, and have been entrusted by the Holy Mother and the Human Emperor with the heavy responsibility of planning the construction of the Heavenly Court.”

“Previously, the Western Sect, with its Great Sect stature, pressured us, leading me to make a Great Vow, and now I owe many debts to the Heavenly Dao.”

After finishing, Li Ping’an pointed to Feng Jigui.

Feng Jigui quickly stood up, a thin smile on his gaunt face, and said softly:

“This Poor Daoist, Feng Jigui, the twelfth-generation descendant of Fuxi Shi, has cultivated for forty-six thousand two hundred years, has reached the Golden Immortal Realm of the First Rank, was originally the Valley Master of Happy Valley, and now serves as the First Deputy Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Square Pavilion, dedicated to death in service to the Heavenly Emperor and willing to assist the Heavenly Emperor wholeheartedly in establishing the Heavenly Court for the everlasting stability of the Human Race.”

Li Ping’an gestured for him to sit: “Please sit, Pavilion Master Feng.”

“This Poor Daoist, Feng Wenjing, the sixteenth-generation descendant of Fuxi Shi, has cultivated for more than thirty thousand years, Golden Immortal Realm of the First Rank…”

“This Poor Daoist, Luo Xuejing, whose ancestors were generals under Fuxi Shi, has now cultivated for over twenty thousand years, Golden Immortal Realm of the Third Rank…”

“This Poor Daoist…”

Everyone briefly introduced themselves in turn, and it was soon Wang Shan’s turn.

Wang Shan’s eyes inexplicably began to redden.

He took a deep breath and regained his composure, then stood up, cupped his hands together, and performed a salute:

“I am Wang Shan, born of the Human Race, cultivating for seven thousand three hundred and sixty years, in the Heavenly Immortal Realm of the Second Rank, formerly the Inspector of the Eastern Alliance!

From now on, I swear to follow the Heavenly Emperor to the death!”

“I am Feng Zhansiang,” Feng Zhansiang stood up and cupped his hands, “a fifth-generation descendant of Fuxi Shi, grandson of the Human Race’s Prime Minister, in the Heavenly Immortal Realm of the First Rank, formerly the Eastern Alliance’s Martial Envoy in command of the military forces, and from now on, I swear to follow the Heavenly Emperor to the death!”

Immortal Huanglong felt a surge of passion, just about to stand up when he suddenly remembered that he now represented the Chan Teaching and had no fealty to pledge.

“Cough,” said Immortal Huanglong warmly, “This Poor Daoist, Huanglong, born of the Dragon Clan, currently one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Teaching.”

“Erm,” Mother Guiling stood up and cupped her hands slightly, her voice crisp, “This Poor Daoist, known as Guilingling, counts as a distant relative to the previous life of Human Emperor Xuanyuan, currently an Inner Sect Disciple of the Jie Sect, adept at defensive divine skills, and by order of my eldest senior brother, I come to protect and support the new Heavenly Emperor!”

“Please sit, Respected Master, Wang Shan, Zhansiang, you sit as well.”

Li Ping’an nodded with a smile and then looked towards his own father.

Li Dazhi cleared his throat and cupped his hands, smiling:

“This Poor Daoist, Li Dazhi, a disciple of Kongming, father of the Heavenly Emperor, now the Sect Leader of the Casting Cloud Sect.”

“Well, I have a few more words to say.”

“Everyone here comes from various powers, each backed by astonishing resources.

We gather here today for one purpose: to establish the Heavenly Court.”

“I know my son Ping’an best, and the reason why he resonates with the Heavenly Dao, I am also well aware.”

“Back when the Forge-Heaven Gate’s power was immense, it pressured our Wanyun Sect.

They set fire to a branch hall of the Yuan Sect’s Castcloud Hall, destroyed the production line, and killed so many Daoist friends from Yuan Sect, pushing my son and me to a dead end.”

“The reason Ping’an went to the Eastern Alliance was to balance the threat from the Forge-Heaven Gate.”

“At the time, I told Ping’an: ‘The Eastern Alliance has been established for a long time, with intricate relations, murky and clear difficult to distinguish.

The vast size also ensures that the Eastern Alliance has significant inertia, unlikely to change because of one or two incidents.'”

“Yet Ping’an replied with just two sentences, which I still vividly remember; he said…

‘To use oneself as a sword, to eradicate evil without reservation.'”

“Later, as you all know, Ping’an ignited the fire of the Eastern Alliance with the Xuanyuan Sword Command, the Eastern Alliance pruned its deadwood and rotten leaves, resulting in rivers of blood, which is exactly why Ping’an can resonate with the Heavenly Dao, and I, a Great Fate Holder, cannot resonate with the Heavenly Dao.”

“So, I sincerely remind everyone here.”

“No matter how you acted before, whatever rules you had, from this moment on, from this place on, remember these eight words: ‘To eradicate evil without reservation, to carry out the will of Heaven.'”

“Since Ping’an can resonate with the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao will determine the future order, and you all are the founders of this order; the significance of all this goes without saying…

that’s all I have to say.”

Li Dazhi stood and performed a Daoist salute.

Everyone returned the gesture with a cupped-hand salute.

“Father, please take a seat as well.”

Li Ping’an resumed leading the conversation with a serious tone:

“We will now proceed with the first item of the inaugural development meeting, to discuss the first step of the Heavenly Court’s development, let Xuntian Xu speak first.”

“Yes!”

Having received instructions from Li Ping’an earlier, Xuntian Xu immediately rose to his feet, cupping his hands and saying, “The first step in the development of the Heavenly Court should be to clearly define the direction of the court’s power development, and then to formulate an outline for development, and a timetable according to the outline.”

“I believe that with the Southern Continent isolated and the East Continent loose, the main world has already become quite crowded.

We should target the minor worlds outside of heaven…”

In the courtyard, Xuntian Xu spoke eloquently as the immortals listened attentively.

Wang Shan was quickly taking meeting notes.

At the gate of the courtyard, Ye Zisang, Gu Qingcheng, and Yu Yingshu looked on eagerly, leaning against the door, arms crossed in unison, but they couldn’t hear what was being discussed amidst the swirling immortal light ahead.

Gu Qingcheng lamented, “I just rue the fact that I have not yet become an immortal and can only serve as a small soldier.”

Ye Zisang clicked his tongue, “Becoming immortal is also useless.

Look at me, about to break through to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and yet I’m still just standing here with you both.”

“It’s still better than Junior Flame,” Yu Yingshu laughed, “kicked away by Elder Yan, and now no one knows where he’s hiding.”

With a slight raise of his sword-like eyebrows, Gu Qingcheng muttered, “One day, I will become a top battle general of the Heavenly Court.”

Ye Zisang laughed, “Together!

I wouldn’t mind abandoning my position as a Seventh-Rank Immortal Official!”

Yu Yingshu smiled but said nothing more, his eyes just gleaming a bit more fiercely.

Buzz—

A mosquito’s hum came from outside the courtyard’s grand formation.

“Who is spying?”

Suddenly, a flash of sword light burst forth from within the courtyard!

It sliced towards the depths of the East Sea, puncturing the protective city formation in an instant.

A deep gorge appeared on the surface of the East Sea, and the miles of azure waves flipped open like the thick pages of a book.

Countless units of spiritual energy stirred, and many paths of the Great Dao trembled.

Dong’an City fell silent amidst the Dao Charm of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

The trail of the sword light vanished into the void, its destination unknown.

Inside the courtyard, Mother Guiling blinked, whispering, “It seemed to be just a mosquito.

I must have wounded it, and now it has fled to an unknown place.”

Immortal Huanglong puzzled, “For real?

Why didn’t this poor daoist sense anything?”

“Well,” Mother Guiling hummed a few times, “I did sense it just now.

The other party didn’t seem to be a Daluo Golden Immortal, but its aura was gloomy and evil, reminiscent of a fiend from the Sea of Blood.”

Fenghou suggested, “It might be that ancient vile mosquito, Daoist Mosquito.”

“What about the city’s protective formation?” Li Dazhi whispered, “It seems to have been breached.”

Mother Guiling blinked her eyes.

She wasn’t expected to compensate with spirit stones, was she?

Her intervention was meant to protect Li Ping’an!

Had she known the protective city formation was so weak, she would have teleported outside before acting…

She didn’t have many treasures; her senior brother had found them all first…

“No harm done,” Fenghou said, “You all continue your discussion.

This poor daoist will go and repair it.

The development ideas for the Heavenly Court are excellent, just keep it up.”

Having said this, Fenghou floated out of the courtyard, calmly suppressing the tsunami that had risen in the East Sea, dispersing her aura, and summoning several Golden Immortals stationed in the area before gracefully descending underground.

Li Ping’an smiled, “Thank you, Uncle Master Guiling.”

“Cough, it’s nothing,” Mother Guiling sat up straight, her legs, slightly shorter than the table’s, swinging gently, “Heavenly Emperor, you shouldn’t call me Uncle Master anymore.

Maintain your dignity, just call me by my name.”

“Gui…

Ling?”

“It’s Guilingling, da!”

Mother Guiling giggled, having just made a contribution, she suddenly found her place in the team.

She was way better than this old dragon beside her.

Li Ping’an smiled and nodded, calling out, “Uncle Master Guilingling.”

“Ah!”

Deep within the Western Kunlun Secret Realm, beside the Jade Pool and upon the throne.

An ancient female Great Power casually tossed the Kunlun Divine Mirror aside, muttering under her breath, “Indeed!”

An ancient being posing as a young girl!

“Another double-character name!”

The women soaking in the Splendid Pool hastily got up to bow, most a bit bewildered.

What’s wrong with double-character names?

[PS: Seeking monthly tickets at the end of the month!]