Immortal Father
Chapter 760 - 760 265 Peace Expected Tomorrow Waves Surge in the Sea of Blood_2

760: Chapter 265: Peace Expected Tomorrow, Waves Surge in the Sea of Blood_2 760: Chapter 265: Peace Expected Tomorrow, Waves Surge in the Sea of Blood_2 “You must seek out one hundred elderly, frail, sick, or disabled individuals with kind hearts and no wicked deeds at every place you arrive, and bestow blessings to cure their ailments.

Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand your command!”

The Mountain God of Tian Hu materialized out of thin air, kneeling.

Li Ping’an said, “From now on, a bow is enough.

In the Heavenly Court, kneeling signifies a plea for forgiveness.”

“Oh, yes, yes, thank you, Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor!”

The Mountain God of Tian Hu agreed repeatedly, and then, in front of all the immortals, he headed towards the main hall below.

His gigantic form quickly shrank to the size of a regular person, and he started pondering the Heavenly Emperor’s command.

Immortal Huanglong asked quietly from the side, “Disciple-Nephew Ping’an…

what’s going on?

Why did I sense the Dao Charm of your grand-uncle?”

Li Ping’an cleared his throat.

Why did he feel a tiny, just a tiny bit…

like a thief with a guilty conscience?

Li Ping’an said with a serious expression, “Immortal Uncle Huanglong hasn’t sensed wrong.

Tongtian Shishuzu is indeed here.

Earlier, I discovered Daoist Qia Feng and engaged in a fierce battle with him.

At the critical moment, it was Immortal Guiling who sought help from Jie Sect, summoning many reinforcements, and we finally slew Daoist Qia Feng right here!”

“Ah?” Immortal Huanglong’s aged face was full of shock, “Are you hurt?”

“No harm done, no harm done.”

Li Ping’an thought, the sense of guilt in his heart grew even more intense!

He smiled and said, “Thank you for the concern, Immortal Uncle.

I have no serious injuries.

You might want to wander around a bit.

I fear that the Western Sect might strike back here, their schemes are grand.

We can talk more about this later.

The two highly powerful female immortals below are from Jie Sect, Immortal Shi Ji and Golden Light Holy Mother.

You can also help interrogate the culprits here.”

“Alright, as long as you’re busy, that’s good.

You go ahead and be busy.”

Immortal Huanglong glanced at the Soul-Cleaving Banner in the Black Cloud, murmuring, “This treasure of yours is a bit sinister,” and then slowly descended below.

He wasn’t too familiar with the immortals of the Jie Sect.

With the Dao Immortal Tribulation ahead, Immortal Huanglong also had to consider whether or not to get too cozy with the immortals of the Jie Sect.

And this Immortal Shi Ji…

“Ahahaha!

Is this all the prowess you demons have?

What say you?

Beg me, and if you plead with genuine words and sincerity, This Poor Daoist will, of course, question you.

Do you acknowledge your sins, hahaha!”

Immortal Huanglong’s forehead was covered in metaphorical black lines.

Is this the unique style of the Jie Sect?

What could he help with?

Help these demons heal, lest they die during the interrogation?

Immortal Huanglong blinked and, tucking his sleeves, strolled up with a leisurely gait.

He actually took out some of his own homemade Healing Pills and began using them to treat the injuries and prolong the lives of these demons.

Li Ping’an saw this scene and did not know how to evaluate it for a moment.

High in the sky, Qing Su approached on a cloud, speaking softly, “They are all busy with important matters, you should assign me something to do as well.”

“Master, please take a census of what the main food source is here.”

Li Ping’an said solemnly,

“Human livelihood revolves around personal safety and the basic needs of food, clothing, shelter, and transportation.

The Misty Realm seems prosperous, but many creatures are ignorant and enslaved, and no steps towards enlightenment have been taken yet.

This matter is of great importance, and I hope you will treat it with caution, Master.”

“Okay!”

Qing Su nodded earnestly, her beautiful face lit up with determination.

The transformation of the Soul-Cleaving Banner would take at least a few days of light and shadow.

Li Ping’an glanced at the various places of the Sky Amber Monastery, picked a random palace rooftop, and sat cross-legged to continue examining the many things within himself.

Just in the short time he had been distracted, a third Heavenly Dao treasure emerged within the Golden Cloud after the Lingxiao Palace and the thirty-three-storied Pagoda.

It was the silhouette of a mirror, though it was unclear how many Heavenly Dao merits it would take to ‘fish’ it out or what its capabilities might be.

Li Ping’an’s Primordial Spirit settled outside the thirty-three-storied Pagoda, sitting quietly in front of the pagoda’s entrance.

Deep within him sprouted musings.

If there are a few hundred realms like the Misty Realm amongst the three thousand minor worlds, all hiding so much incense and merit, and if he were to conquer them one by one…

The day of the Heavenly Court’s emergence was not far off!

…

Meanwhile, Daoist Mosquito, wounded, had returned to the Sea of Blood to recover, oblivious to the events that had occurred beyond the skies.

On the third day after the Misty Realm was ambushed by the Intercepting Sect Immortal, deep beneath the main earth of the Desolate Era, in a corner of the Sea of Blood, Daoist Mosquito transformed back into his human form and sat in meditation.

This place had its own barriers for concealment.

The Sea of Blood was no ordinary place; it housed the bloodthirsty and warlike Asura Clan, and even a fierce creature like Daoist Mosquito dared not enter lightly, only capable of drawing on the Sea of Blood’s power from its edge.

The master of the Sea of Blood was the Elder of Minghe, also a colossal figure from ancient times.

The Asura Clan was his creation.

This Elder of Minghe was not just profound and unfathomable in cultivation, comparable to a Sect Leader, he also possessed several formidable treasures, such as the Sword of Abi and the Yuan Tu Sword, as well as the Twelve-Petaled Red Lotus that suppressed the entire Sea of Blood, originating from the same source as Jie Yin’s Twelve-tiered Golden Lotus.

Hence, Daoist Mosquito chose to recover on the edge of the Sea of Blood, also hoping to leverage some of the prestige of the Elder of Minghe.

At the very least, Daoist disciples wouldn’t come here to aimlessly wander.

Thinking of the various events that had occurred, Daoist Mosquito couldn’t help but sigh.

The Daoist from Qia Feng, for the sake of avenging his cut-down Dao Body, had already lost his senses and wanted to deal with the new Heavenly Emperor of the Human Race.

Clearly, methods like assassination and surprise attacks were untenable; he must first dismantle his momentum, cut off his prestige, and then strike a winning blow.

At the same time, Daoist Mosquito also had to ponder the journey ahead…

Hum——

A somewhat heavy buzzing sound suddenly rose beside Daoist Mosquito’s ears.

“Who’s there!”

Daoist Mosquito’s eyes burst with blood light, and in an instant, his figure disappeared from sight!

In this dark corner at the edge of the Sea of Blood, several afterimages appeared!

The afterimages had not yet faded when Daoist Mosquito re-emerged, holding a short blade in his hand, with thin, golden-patterned mosquito wings appearing behind him.

Not far in front of Daoist Mosquito, a six-winged Jade Cicada revealed its tracks, along with a beam of golden light, transforming into a handsome young Daoist with a hint of devilish charm.

“The Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada?”

“I have long admired the great name of Daoist Mosquito,” the Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada saluted with clasped hands, “serving under the Twelve-tiered Golden Lotus, yet we have not had the chance to meet.”

Daoist Mosquito responded indifferently, “What brings Daoist friend to this place?”

“This Poor Daoist is ordered to deliver a message to the Sea of Blood.”

The Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada spoke with a gentle smile and a soothing tone:

“At the same time, I am also acting on the command of Elder Brother Calamity, coming to seek you out and call you back to assist.”

—— Being a sworn disciple of Zhunti, the second leader of the Western Sect, it was natural for him to address the second disciple ‘Calamity’ of the Western Sect as Elder Brother.

Daoist Mosquito’s expression changed slightly as he spoke lightly, “The Venerable Calamity has left seclusion?”

“Alas, there really was no choice, but to disturb Elder Brother Calamity’s cultivation.”

The Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada sighed lightly:

“Before this, Elder Brother Qia Feng made consecutive mistakes.

“First, he led the myriad demons to attack Wanyun Sect, which hastened the descent of the Heavenly Emperor;

“Then, he lost the Witch Clan in the Northern Continent Witch Territory, virtually handing them over on a silver platter.

“Now, it’s even more bizarre…

Elder Brother Qia Feng had been dispatched to inspect the arrangements outside the heavens, yet in a minor world beyond the heavens, he was found by the Heavenly Emperor Li Ping’an and met with total annihilation of spirit.”

Daoist Mosquito frowned, “He’s dead?”

“Details are unknown, but his life lotus lamp has gone out, and now no one dares to approach the Misty Realm.”

The Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada laughed with a sigh:

“This new Heavenly Emperor really has some skill, being able to call upon Yuanshi Tianzun as well as Tongtian Sect Leader, and even spent seven days and nights in that mysterious and unpredictable Taiqing Laozi’s courtyard.

“Otherwise, why do you think the second leader sent me to the Sea of Blood?

“If it were only Yuanshi Tianzun supporting the Heavenly Emperor, that would actually be better.

Yuanshi Tianzun still needs to woo the West to balance the Intercepting Sect and will sometimes compromise with the West.

“But this Tongtian Sect Leader is extremely troublesome.

If Tongtian Sect Leader and the Human Race’s Holy Mother join hands…

“Daoist friend, the only ones who can help us are the Twelve-tiered Golden Lotus.

The Human Race will not make room for us, nor is it possible for the Heavenly Emperor to allow us, who have committed great killings, to survive in the world for long.”

Daoist Mosquito slowly nodded, “This Poor Daoist is well aware of this and is wholeheartedly loyal to both leaders.”

“That is expected,” the Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada smiled, “Elder Brother Qia Feng does not understand your vast divine skills, but Elder Brother Calamity has mentioned…

Please, let your true self go to join in the planning.

The new Heavenly Emperor must be dealt with, and the matter must be carefully plotted.”

Daoist Mosquito’s expression shifted slightly.

He seemed to hesitate, wanting to say more, yet in the end, he only sighed lightly.

“Since it’s Venerable Calamity’s command, This Poor Daoist shall comply.”

Daoist Mosquito slowly nodded, closed his eyes and concentrated, chanting a spell.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a black mosquito the size of a fist.

The next instant, a dense buzzing sound suddenly arose in this corner of the Sea of Blood.

A swarm of black mosquitos flew out from the Sea of Blood, gathering around this one, rapidly sketching the outline of a human figure.

The Blood Sea sent waves of bloody light, and the human figure outline filled out quickly, taking the form of a middle-aged Daoist.

Others only knew that Daoist Mosquito was a ferocious ancient mosquito, brutal and ruthless, with divine skills to bolster himself by sucking the blood of living beings;

But few knew that Daoist Mosquito was not a single mosquito that had attained the Dao, but rather a swarm of mosquitoes that had become enlightened.

The Six-Winged Heavenly Cicada saluted with a beaming smile, “I have seen Daoist friend.”

“Daoist friend is too polite.

Let’s head to the Sea of Blood together.

This Poor Daoist also has some past connections with the Asura Clan.”

“Good, as we share a common path, I hope for more guidance in the future.”