Immortal Father
Chapter 716 - 716 250 Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada_3

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“Good.”

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Meanwhile, within the Witch Clan’s territory.

The Cloud Boat carrying Immortal Taiyi and others once again floated above the center of the Witch Clan’s land.

Mother Gui Ling yawned, lying on the deck dozing off, while Feng Tingzhu brought a thin blanket to cover her.

Below, in the forest still bearing the marks of their previous Magical Combat, Ancestor Witch Xuan Ming halted his steps, pointed toward a dark entrance ahead, and said slowly,

“Heavenly Emperor, Houtu is down there.”

Li Ping’an nodded slowly, looking at a group of the Witch Clan nearby joyfully dismantling the corpse of a ferocious demon, spoke leisurely,

“The way in which Houtu fell into demonic ways, the Heavenly Dao has already given me a premonition.

“Houtu is kind-hearted, and in order to protect the tribes of the Witch Clan, her injuries gradually worsened, giving the resentful energies of the Northern Continent a chance to take advantage.

“This time, I have come to discuss matters with Ancestor Witch Xuan Ming.”

After pondering, Ancestor Witch Xuan Ming replied slowly, “State your terms…

Someone, bring some chairs over here, and fetch some spiritual fruits.”

“Yes!”

A great witch obeyed the command.

Soon, a group of the Witch Clan brought a large grass mat, set up a low table and seats made of wooden stumps upon it, and presented several plates of vibrant spiritual fruits.

Li Ping’an looked at these fruits and raised his hand to pick one and popped it into his mouth, chewing slowly.

He spoke seriously, “Does Ancestor Witch Xuan Ming mean that if I can help save Houtu, the Witch Clan will agree to any condition?”

“Uh,” Xuan Ming seemed somewhat exhausted, revealing a bitter smile, “I know you are the Heavenly Emperor of the Human Race’s Heavenly Court, and share the same cause with the Human Emperor…

But behind you is the Heavenly Dao, which seems many times stronger than the ancients, and this might be the only way to save Houtu.

My clan no longer has much to lose.”

Guang Chengzi sighed, “It has not come to this for the Witch Clan.”

“The fault lies with me.”

Ancestor Witch Xuan Ming said in a low voice:

“Due to my decisions, the Witch Clan embarked on a path of no return.

Victors are kings and losers are outcasts, this is an ancient principle, but in this matter, I bear an inescapable responsibility.

“If Houtu can return to normal…

whether to execute or to carve, I leave to your high judgment.

“Even if it means going to kowtow to the Human Emperor, I will accept it.”

Qing Su picked a fruit, chewing it and watching Li Ping’an with her captivating eyes.

Suddenly, Li Ping’an asked, “Where is Xingtian?”

“Xingtian?” Xuan Ming frowned, “Why does the Heavenly Emperor suddenly ask about a headless corpse?

Xingtian probably disappeared 10,000 years ago; I haven’t had the leisure to care for him.

His corpse has been tainted with too much of the Northern Continent’s resentful and miasmic energy, having undergone corpse transformation, no longer the Xingtian of the past.”

“Disappeared 10,000 years ago?”

Li Ping’an felt a chill run down his neck and subconsciously leaned closer to his master.

He pulled out the most versatile of excuses:

“The Heavenly Dao has predicted that Xingtian will become an obstacle to the New Heavenly Court, and my sole condition is to lay Xingtian’s corpse to rest in the earth.

“However, since Xingtian has already disappeared, I will change the condition.

“I want a group of robust members of the Witch Clan to serve the Heavenly Court.”

Xuan Ming frowned, “Right now, there are only a little over one thousand four hundred pure-blooded members of our Witch Clan.”

“We can discuss that later.”

Li Ping’an glanced over the regions of the Northern Continent and spoke leisurely,

“This place is indeed not suitable for habitation.

The Human Emperor has returned to muster troops; soon immortal soldiers will come to take away the mortals here…

and those of the Witch Clan who are close to mortals.

“Could Ancestor Witch Xuan Ming tell us the details of what happened before and after Houtu fell into demonic ways?

“I only have a rough idea, not the specifics.

Later, I still have to try to communicate with Houtu.

Only after all affairs here are settled can I invite the Holy Mother to the Northern Continent.”

Xuan Ming asked, “Can you really invite the Holy Mother?”

As soon as her words fell, Qing Su’s Treasure Sword trembled lightly by itself, unsheathing a few inches with a flash of Ice Blue Immortal Light, the charm of the Creation Path spreading throughout the forest.

Li Ping’an raised his eyebrows slightly.