Immortal Father
Chapter 745 - 745 260 Enemies on a Narrow Road!_2

745: Chapter 260: Enemies on a Narrow Road!_2 745: Chapter 260: Enemies on a Narrow Road!_2 “Great Wealth Immortal.”

Fu Yu set down the basket aside, gave Li Dazhi a cupped fist salute, then bowed his head in a more formal gesture, his face bearing shallow scars revealed a look of difficulty.

He spoke earnestly,

“The Human Race has many talents as numerous as the stars, the Heavenly Emperor only favors me due to some past acquaintances with me, I truly feel unworthy of such regard.

“As the saying goes, a loyal official does not serve two masters.

“I am a military general of the Human Emperor, pledged to give my life for him, how could I change allegiance midway and follow the Heavenly Emperor?

“People always say the Heavenly Emperor is above the Human Emperor, if I were to agree to follow the Heavenly Emperor, wouldn’t I become a traitor of disloyalty?”

Li Dazhi said, “General Fu, don’t you know that the Human Emperor has already decreed that the entire Human Race should fully support the new Heavenly Court?”

“This…”

Fu Yu sighed, “Please grant me this favor, my friend, I am but a half-crippled man, only wishing to fulfill my loyal duties to his majesty, and have no desire to serve another master.”

“General Fu, you…

cough, then let me persuade you this one time!”

Li Dazhi sighed deeply, his eyes slightly reddening as he said sadly:

“Everyone says the Heavenly Emperor is glorious, but in fact, he bears immense pressure.

“The Western Sect has twin Sect Hierarchs that raise demons, harbor great monsters, and have even caused the disturbance of the Human Race’s fate with their legion of devils, and now they seek to remove the Heavenly Emperor to their pleasure.

“There are also those ancient great monsters, that is…

let’s not stand here idly, fellow Daoist Wen Rou?

Wen Rou, huh?”

“Ay!”

Wen Rou responded, “I will go fetch some drinks and dishes, I’ll be back shortly.”

“Come on, let’s go.”

Li Dazhi grabbed Fu Yu’s arm:

“Let’s have a drink first, my brother, and chat while we drink.

The new Heavenly Emperor is under great pressure, Ping’an is moved to tears daily when he thinks of those Human Race heroes who have been persecuted by the Western Sect.

“General Fu, you are thousands of years my senior, so I’ll call you Brother Fu.

“Brother Fu, do you not want to take action against the Western Sect?

Your knowledge is most profound in military formations.

Here in alchemy, you can only heal the physical ailments of three or four people, but if you go to the new Heavenly Court as a drillmaster, you will surely teach thousands upon thousands of Heavenly Soldiers in the future.

“When these Heavenly Soldiers trample down the Spiritual Mountains, isn’t that when you will have avenged the Human Race heroes?”

Fu Yu’s eyes gradually filled with contemplation.

At that moment, he was unaware of the potency of Li Dazhi’s “few drinks”, and was unwittingly pulled into a nearby tent.

A while later.

A tipsy Li Dazhi, along with a drunken Fu Yu, Wen Rou, and three elders from Wanyun Sect, set out for Dong’an City.

‘He truly is a fine general, proficient in all manners of military strategy; the Heavenly Court needs such talent.’

Following that thought, Li Dazhi pondered for a few moments, his gaze reflecting deeper contemplation.

The idea of an assembly line for Elixir Pills, he had secretly tried many times before, but it always became too complex due to the need for different temperatures for different Elixir Pills and differing timings for opening the Pill Furnace.

But now, having visited the Barracks Secret Realm, having seen the Human Race immortal soldiers’ Pill Furnace array, Li Dazhi felt an epiphany dawning.

‘What if the approach is changed?’

‘Elixir Pills are after all the harmonization of various Spiritual Medicines’ properties.

Their advantage is that they are easy to store for a long time and are quite elegant to consume, right?’

‘If the prestige of Elixir Pills is set aside and turned into something like a Divine Water with a simplified formula as much as possible, wouldn’t they be easy to mix in an assembly line?

Aren’t there people from the Witch Clan who are skilled at growing medicinal herbs?’

‘A great business indeed.’

Li Dazhi grinned.

Wen Rou, the Heavenly Immortal, sneaked a glance at him.

‘With me by his side, he is joyful.’

The spring of an elderly immortal.

…

“This is the Misty Realm.”

Li Ping’an, who some say weeps daily, looking at the tiny speck of light in the Void, took out the celestial map made by the teachings of the sect outside the world, compared it carefully for a while, and confirmed they hadn’t gone astray.

After leaving the main world, there was nothing but the empty Void; in this place with no Spiritual Energy and no sense of direction, only The Great Dao ran beneath it.

The Misty Realm was not the minor world closest to the main world but was within a closer range, a rare place where all five elements were complete and life abounded.

“Judging from the star map, this also counts as a place of critical strategic importance to the military.”

Feng Zhansiang lifted her hand to brush aside her bangs, gravely analyzing:

“Using the Misty Realm as a hub, it can radiate to more than ten larger minor worlds.

If this area could be unified, it could indeed become a base of operations.”

Li Ping’an smiled, “I’ve always heard the seniors say, the minor worlds are no match for the main world, let’s head over and take a look…

Among us, who is the best at hiding their traces?”

Everyone turned their gaze to Li Ping’an.

“Aside from me,” Li Ping’an calmly added.

Qing Su said, “Disciple, let me do it, do you need to come along?”

Li Ping’an hastily replied, “Then I might as well do it myself.”

“Very well,” Qing Su skillfully drew a talisman, her graceful figure transforming into a shining blue pendant, and hung around Li Ping’an’s neck.

Li Ping’an asked, “Can everyone perform the Shape-Shifting Technique?”

Xing He and Xinghan, being the most honest, turned into two rocks.

Feng Zhansiang put away her horse-cutting saber, cast a spell and turned into a white pearl.

Feng Tingzhu shifted form, becoming a pouch, containing the rocks, holding the pearl, and hanging it at Li Ping’an’s waist.

Luo Xuejing softly chanted, morphed into a sword tassel, and attached herself to the outside of the pouch.

Guilingling’s eyes shone with excitement:

“Me too!

Me too!”

No sooner had she spoken than she formed a seal with her hands, and with a soft pop, a small verdant turtle dropped towards Li Ping’an’s head.

Li Ping’an, quick to react, caught the turtle shell in his hands.