Immortal Father
Chapter 759 - 759 265 Tomorrow is a Peaceful Day Waves Surge in the Sea of Blood

759: Chapter 265 Tomorrow is a Peaceful Day, Waves Surge in the Sea of Blood 759: Chapter 265 Tomorrow is a Peaceful Day, Waves Surge in the Sea of Blood What, what’s going on?

Immortal Huanglong’s aged face showed a hint of astonishment as he looked at the rosy glow that had just flown into his body.

Although this Heavenly Dao divine reward was only a third of what he had received for his dealings with the Northern Continent Witch Tribe…

He had clearly done nothing, just arrived, and yet he had already received a reward just for participating?

It wasn’t just Immortal Huanglong who was dumbfounded; the seven golden-armored generals behind him, as well as the celestial soldiers in the Pagoda and the various experts in the cabin, all showed shock on their faces.

Wang Shan took two steps to reach the deck, gazing ahead, his Heavenly Immortal consciousness quickly spreading.

Was there really no great battle?

Although their scouts had already reported this, seeing this ‘peaceful and tranquil’ little world with his own eyes, Wang Shan couldn’t help but feel slightly disappointed.

Just then, Li Ping’an’s voice sounded in everyone’s ears.

“This is the Heavenly Dao divine reward.

You can absorb it yourself to enhance your comprehension of The Great Dao, or you can infuse it into your own Spiritual Treasure.”

“It’s recommended for Qi Cultivators below the Heavenly Immortal Realm to absorb it themselves.”

“With the help of experts from the Taoist Sect, the Misty Realm is now secured.

The celestial soldiers shall station for now at the edge of the heavens and earth; later on, there may be a deployment to attack nearby small worlds.”

The seven golden-armored generals stood up at once, and the people in the cabin synchronized their movements, bowing in the direction of Li Ping’an.

Wang Shan declared, “We will obey the Heavenly Emperor’s decree.

Celestial soldiers, find a place to establish camp!”

All the celestials bowed and accepted the command.

“This favor is wonderful,” Immortal Huanglong said cheerfully as he stood up, retracting the dragon shadows around the Cloud Boat and, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, he added, “To receive divine merits without even fighting, the Heavenly Dao is indeed very generous…

This Poor Daoist is off!”

Saying so, Immortal Huanglong turned into a rainbow light and shot away.

After a moment of thought, Wang Shan immediately made a number of arrangements.

The seven golden-armored generals each released their aura, hastening to the four directions of the small world, choosing suitable locations to station the troops.

They moved the celestial soldiers and generals out of the Pagoda and began to set up camp.

Wang Shan said, “We shall proceed slowly, waiting for the generals.

Later, we will all go together to pay respects to His Majesty.”

The crowd continuously praised this decision and proceeded on their clouds.

Gu Qingcheng, Yu Yingshu, and Chen Ting’er also wanted to follow on their clouds but were stopped by Fu Yu, who frowned and chastised:

“Don’t wander around before you’ve become immortals!

Follow me to the generals’ camps; I have a Secret Technique that can help you ascend to immortality sooner!”

Chen Ting’er blinked her eyes; in fact, she was already a fifth-rank Yuan Immortal and could do some of Wen Ling’s work over there.

Gu Qingcheng asked with a smile, “What kind of Secret Technique?”

“Carry mountains for thousands of miles, battle the sea day and night.”

Fu Yu said gravely: “Since you are the Emperor’s personal soldiers, you might also lead troops in the future.

You must not let newcomers surpass you.”

Gu Qingcheng and Yu Yingshu nodded seriously.

On the way here, Elder Yansheng had been praising that promising upstart from the sect, Li Jing.

If they turned out to be even worse than Li Jing, they might as well go back to the mountain to farm and practice Alchemy.

Chen Ting’er glanced at a corner of the cabin.

The once bustling cabin had now become much quieter, leaving only a graceful silhouette sitting by the window, lost in thought as she looked outside.

Chen Ting’er asked, “Head Sun?

Aren’t you going to pay respects to His Majesty?”

“Hmm?” Sun Yingying came back from her reverie with a gentle smile, shaking her head earnestly, she said, “I’d rather not.

I’ll wait for subsequent orders.”

Without saying much more, Chen Ting’er walked behind her two junior brothers with her hands clasped behind her, following Instructor Fu Yu to the edge of the world.

Sun Yingying pursed her lips and frowned slightly, sighing softly at the window.

Her fingertips summoned a strand of seven-colored rosy light, holding it cautiously in her palm and feeling it carefully.

After pondering for a long time, she finally absorbed it into her Primordial Spirit.

She then took the Cloud Boat, now devoid of others, to search for the contact point of the Heavenly Square Pavilion in this area.

Though she was frustrated, her official duties still had to be carried out.

Elsewhere.

As Wang Shan and the others were about to move forward to offer their congratulations, they had yet to speak when they were given their respective tasks through a message from Li Ping’an.

The few hands brought by Immortal Huanglong were far from enough to manage an entire Misty Realm.

Li Ping’an didn’t exchange pleasantries with the crowd.

His Spirit Platform still held numerous unsolved mysteries;

He had to consider how to make the most of Tian Hu as the Mountain God, study the newly formed Pagoda, and discover the marvelous uses of the Heaven Emperor’s Seal that had condensed to one-third of its potential.

He certainly couldn’t call upon the Heavenly Court ministers to leave their bodies and hold a meeting on his Spirit Platform.

How to summon the nearly fully-intact Lingxiao Palace into existence between heaven and earth and maintain its stability was also a predicament Li Ping’an needed to address.

The Golden Cloud was still continuously absorbing divine merits of incense, with subsequent merits arriving like a babbling brook, without the fear and deathly energy.

—All of these were divine merits generated on the spot.

Looking at the Soul-Cleaving Banner that had turned blood-red, Li Ping’an felt somewhat guilty.

He channeled a stream of Heavenly Dao divine merit into it, forcefully upgrading the banner’s quality.

With a few muffled thunders, the Soul-Cleaving Banner left Li Ping’an’s Spirit Platform on its own.

A black cloud appeared in this small world.

The black cloud enveloped the Soul-Cleaving Banner, raging with ghostly winds and wails; purple-red lightning whirled around it.

The Soul-Cleaving Banner, having absorbed a massive amount of malevolent energy, was beginning its transformation into a post-Heaven divine spiritual treasure!

Li Ping’an did not hide this gloomy phenomenon.

Treasures are neither inherently good nor evil; what matters is the being wielding the treasure.

Li Ping’an returned his consciousness to the Spirit Platform, placing the Tian Hu Mountain God, which had been simply modified by the Heavenly Dao, back into the Misty Realm and assigning him a simple task.

Li Ping’an said solemnly:

“Tian Hu, now that you are the Mountain God of the Misty Realm, you should patrol all around it.

“Go and visit the thousands of temples under your domain.

Inspect each one for any lurking evil beings.

If found, bring them to the main temple.”