Immortal Father
Chapter 768 - 768 268 Xuanyuan Joy 3 More Votes Needed_3

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“Your Majesty, were you perhaps laughing too loudly?”

“Ahem, it’s not every day one comes across such amusing matters!”

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor ceased crossing his legs and continued playing with the Treasure Bead:

“Feng, how did the investigation you were tasked with turn out?”

“It has been thoroughly investigated.”

Fenghou sighed with worry:

“That Calamity Sovereign is indeed formidable; he has indeed given the orders to avoid clashing directly with the Great Fate Holder and the new Heavenly Emperor and his son.”

“They have begun gathering troops beyond the heavens.”

“If Dao Soldiers from the outer heavens appear in the main world, their interference with the Heavenly Dao cannot be ignored…

The Calamity Sovereign does not favor acts of sneaking and assassination.”

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor clicked his tongue: “This Calamity, his strategies even surpass those of his two masters.

In ancient times, he formed alliances and broke us apart, severing the fortune of our Human Race, simply because we refused to allow the Western Sect to be the state religion of the Human Race.

It’s uncertain whether Ping’an can overcome him.”

“There is no certainty in this matter.”

Fenghou said:

“The Heavenly Dao is currently incomplete, and Ping’an has not truly established the Heavenly Court; the position of Heavenly Emperor is still unstable.”

“If your servant’s calculations are not mistaken, it’s highly likely that Calamity will seek to negotiate with Ping’an first, just as he negotiated with you back then.”

“At this upcoming Holy Mother Palace assembly, Calamity will surely make some moves.”

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor asked, “What about the other matters?”

“Your Majesty, it has now been confirmed that the experts of the Ocean Race who came from the southern section of the Western Continent’s coast to launch a surprise attack on the cities of our Human Race, assisting the Demon Race, indeed hail from the Dragon Clan’s dominion.”

Fenghou spoke seriously:

“There seems to be some trouble on the Dragon Clan’s side.”

“The Ocean Race are spirit clans governed by the Dragon Clan.

Although those hundred flood dragons are not of high strength, their armor and battle formations are all sourced from the Dragon Clan.”

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor sighed: “The trusted aides I sent before have returned to report that the Dragon Clan has sealed the Dragon Ancient Realm with a grand formation.

They couldn’t get close, and even using the Jade Talisman left by Brother Yinglong was futile.”

“This…

Our internal lines within the Hundred Clans have also turned up no clues, and only those old demons of the Dragon Clan must be privy to their affairs.”

Fenghou asked in a grave voice:

“Shall I divine an Eight Trigrams for us to see?”

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor murmured to himself: “Now that the various forces are eyeing the Holy Mother Palace gathering, it’s actually a good opportunity…

I’m truly worried about Brother Yinglong’s situation.

The Dragon Clan carries heavy karmic obstacles for the world.

I wonder if Ping’an can find a way to resolve it.

If there is a way, it’s not unthinkable to bring the Dragon Clan under the Heavenly Court’s fold in the future.

Even if we cannot rush this matter, we should let Ping’an come into contact with this ancient dominant clan…

let me think…”

Fenghou quietly waited for a while.

Soon, Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor laughed: “Divine a Trigram to see if it is suitable for me and Ping’an to embark on a long journey.

Since there are too many people scheming for positions by Ping’an’s side, I’ll take him away and see what moves these forces make.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Fenghou bowed to take the order, and with a flip of her hand, she took out the Eight Trigrams Plate.

…

Meanwhile.

Within the Holy Mother Palace.

Clad in a simple and elegant long dress, with braids hanging over her shoulders, the heavenly maiden Zi Yao stood demurely in the main hall, nervously fiddling with the hem of her garment.

Nüwa was reclining on the throne, who seemed to finally remember something, lowered her head to look towards Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor’s sworn sister below, and spoke softly:

“Zi Yao, is it?”

“Holy Mother,” Zi Yao courteously bowed.

“Kneel.”

Nüwa quietly uttered.

Zi Yao bit her lips lightly but knelt down without hesitation: “Greetings to the Holy Mother; it is Zi Yao who forgot the proper etiquette.”

The smile on Nüwa’s face became gentler:

“I understand the intentions of the Human Emperor.

However, for me to arrange for you to be by the side of the Heavenly Emperor, you must pass my test.”

“Bring forth a complete set of books by the wise of the Human Race from ancient times until today, and let this Zi Yao Xianzi read them all, writing a thousand words of reflection for each book.”

“How do you find this, Zi Yao Xianzi?”

Zi Yao looked up, a tiny bolt of lightning imperceptibly flashing in the eyes of the two female immortals.

In the end, circumstances compel one to act.

Zi Yao smiled brightly, feigning delight, “Zi Yao thanks the Holy Mother for her guidance!”

“There are tens of thousands of books of the Human Race; take your time, Zi Yao.

If there is anything you do not understand, ask the maids by your side.”

Nüwa spoke warmly:

“Have someone call over the rightful wife of the Heavenly Emperor.

I shall enjoy a feast and dance with Ningning.”

The maids by her side quietly assented: “Yes.”