Immortal Father
Chapter 677 - 677 237 Qing Su Breaks the Golden Immortal!_2

677: Chapter 237 Qing Su Breaks the Golden Immortal!_2 677: Chapter 237 Qing Su Breaks the Golden Immortal!_2 What is all this about?

Unable to contain herself, the Goddess Nuwa raised a hand to her forehead and sighed softly, no longer attempting to comprehend the changes within the Heavenly Dao.

At this moment, she truly felt as if she were lost in a clouded haze.

Ding-a-ling~

Just then, a clear and melodious ringing sounded nearby.

With a slight movement of Goddess Nuwa’s slender jade finger, the painting of the Mountains and Rivers slowly floated over from the wall.

In a corner of the painting, a patch of bluish-green cloud congealed into the shape of a lotus flower, which was now slowly ascending.

Is someone about to break through to become a Golden Immortal?

A faint smile appeared on the corners of Goddess Nuwa’s lips, which was followed by a slight frown.

Even though the cosmic map in the painting carried many marvelous functions, and Goddess Nuwa had multiplied the flow of years within it,

Qing Su’s breakthrough still seemed too swift.

Along with Qing Su, more than thirty other maids from the Nuwa Palace had been sent into the Mountains and Rivers painting; all were top-grade Heavenly Immortals that the Nuwa Palace had cultivated over the past six thousand years.

Looking again now, Qing Su, who was among the lowest in cultivation level when entering the painting, was now the first to achieve the breakthrough.

With a flick of Goddess Nuwa’s finger, a beam of golden light burst forth from the painting.

Qing Su’s figure appeared outside the Treasure Hall.

A cold aura spread quickly from the secret realm of Nuwa Palace.

Clad in an ice blue long dress, Qing Su stood in mid-air; first, a thin layer of ice formed over her crystal-clear skin, her waterfall-like blue-black hair was coated with a thick layer of frost, and as her Ice Blue Dao unfolded between heaven and earth, abundant spiritual energy surged towards her, quickly encasing her in a layer of solid ice.

After an unknown amount of time, with spiritual energy pulsating, accompanied by a ‘pop’, the ice crystals around Qing Su simultaneously shattered.

Clouds churned within the Nuwa Palace;

Radiant light from heaven and earth rose in chaos.

Above the Treasure Hall, many miraculous visions appeared: golden clouds churning, fairy beings gracefully dancing, an ice blue qilin sauntering out amidst the clouds.

Goddess Nuwa, seated on her throne, gently pointed a finger, and all these visions transformed into the purest spiritual power, which showered down upon Qing Su.

Qing Su’s long dress turned to ash and vanished, and a new pale-white long dress condensed from above, draping over her Golden Immortal form.

Qing Su, a former inner elder of the Wanyun Sect, through her Path of Ice Blue, with the assistance of the Holy Mother Nuwa, cultivated for more than a hundred years within the Mountains and Rivers painting, breaking through the realm of Golden Immortals and obtaining the Longevity Dao Fruit.

Goddess Nuwa looked upon Qing Su’s beautiful face with increasing fondness, her finger flicked lightly, and a strand of ice blue immortal light flew out of the Immortal Palace, crystallizing into a longsword wafting with a light blue aura.

A faint spiritual pressure drifted in all directions;

The air within the Nuwa Palace seemed to grow three degrees colder.

Qing Su took hold of the Treasure Sword with both hands, descended in front of the hall, and knelt on one knee, lifting the sword above her head.

“Thank you, Holy Mother, for bestowing the sword,” she said.

“This sword was my secondary weapon in ancient times, not exactly a precious treasure; it quite suits your Path,” said Goddess Nuwa softly.

Goddess Nuwa spoke gently, “Qing Su, since you have attained the Dao of longevity from the Nuwa Palace, you are now effectively my acknowledged disciple.

“Seeing that your Dao heart is unsettled, are you perhaps worried about your disciple?”

“Yes,” Qing Su replied while holding the sword, “Disciple is concerned about the safety of Wanyun Sect and Ping’an, may I ask for permission to visit them.”

“There’s no need to worry too much; Ping’an is safe, and the Wanyun Sect has merged with the Wei Yuan Sect,” Goddess Nuwa said soothingly.

“Many things have happened while you were in seclusion; the Wanyun Sect faced disaster, with the ancestors and the Sect Leader perishing in battle.

Ping’an has made a Great Vow and has now been recognized by the Heavenly Dao as a quasi-Heavenly Emperor.

“Now, as Ping’an prepares the new Heavenly Court, he indeed needs assistance.

You should go to his side and support him.

“With this sword, you can summon the female immortals from the palace at any time.”

Qing Su was momentarily taken aback, then soon lowered her head to bow.

“Disciple understands the task given,” she said.

Strands of blue-black hair fell from her shoulders as Qing Su pursed her lips; the image of the young Daoist seemed to appear before her eyes.

She did not linger long, and after paying respects to Nuwa, turned into a streak of ice blue rainbow light speeding toward the barrier of the Nuwa Palace.

…

A touch of dawn’s light fell upon the gates of the Castcloud Hall.

Accompanied by the cool mountain breeze, an old Daoist in a grey robe slowly descended on a cloud, his left hand holding a flower basket and his right stroking his long beard.

A noble Dao charm enveloped him, and his silk robe danced lightly with the wind.

In fact, even Yun Zhongzi himself thought that his visits to find Li Ping’an had become somewhat overly frequent.

But there was no choice, this was the Sect Hierarch’s command.

Once again, the Heavenly Dao had shown inexplicable changes, and the source of these changes might just be the Li father and son duo.

Yun Zhongzi landed in front of the gate and said in a measured tone, “Yun Zhongzi of the Chan Teaching pays a visit to the Heavenly Emperor.”

The more than ten guarding immortals: …

After a while, gongs sounded loudly within Castcloud Hall, and numerous figures rapidly approached the gate.

Yun Zhongzi stroked his beard and chuckled lightly as he, surrounded by a group of elders, stepped through the gates with his flower basket in tow.

There was a reason for his ‘formal visit.’

One was that it was by the command of the Hierarch, and the principles upheld by the Chan Teaching were to act openly and without leaving others any pretext.

Two, considering that Castcloud Hall had only recently been established and Daoist Kongming had just passed away, he worried that it might affect the morale of the members in the Sect.

Since he was the origin of the Wanyun Great Dao passed down by Kongming and also the artifact refining mentor who enlightened the artifact master Xu Sheng, it was indeed correct to say that Castcloud Hall was his rightful Dao lineage.

Thus, Yun Zhongzi entered the Sect’s gates with grandeur.

From then on, if any force targeted Castcloud Hall, the immortals of the Sect would be able to seek aid and cry grievance at the Jade Void Palace from Yun Zhongzi.

Li Dazhi rushed over from Castcloud Hall and shouted:

“Greetings to Grand Ancestor Master!”

All the Daoists again paid their respects: “Greetings to Grand Ancestor Master!”

Yun Zhongzi smiled and shook his head, speaking gently: “There’s no need for such formalities, everyone.

Please return to your cultivation; I have come to seek an audience with the Heavenly Emperor.”

The Daoists bowed thrice and stood in place, watching as Yun Zhongzi and Li Dazhi proceeded toward Castcloud Hall.