Immortal Father
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773: 270 773: 270 “Alright,” Xuanyuan Huangdi said with a laugh, “let’s discuss something related to the Dragon Clan.

With my sword scabbard, it’ll take us only five days to reach the ancient realm of dragons.

We don’t know what the situation is like over there, so it’s best that we disguise ourselves a bit.”

“Ah!”

Immortal Huanglong spoke seriously:

“Being the Human Emperor and Heavenly Emperor, your visit to our Dragon Clan will definitely be met with hospitality!

How about this, once we arrive, I’ll go in and talk to the Clan Leader first.”

Li Ping’an pondered for a moment, “Your Majesty makes sense, the situation is unclear, and it’s not wise to rush in.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi stroked his chin, eyeing Huanglong, and suddenly laughed:

“How about we pretend to be the disciples of Uncle Huanglong?

Uncle Huanglong is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Teaching, so it would make sense for him to take two human disciples, right?”

“What about me, what about me!”

Guilingling’s eyes lit up:

“I’ll play Huanglong’s daughter!

It’s perfectly reasonable for a dragon to birth a turtle!”

“No, absolutely not!”

Xuanyuan Huangdi said:

“Just stay quietly hidden in Ping’an’s sleeve.

The Dragon Clan is full of powerful beings; the closer one’s bloodline is to the Ancestral Dragon, the stronger they are, and there are still several old dragons alive!

“If there’s really a problem, just take Ping’an and run.”

“Alright then,” Guilingling said with a gloomy face, “what’s there to be afraid of with the Dragon Clan, my master could sort them out!”

Li Ping’an smiled and said, “It’s still safer to be cautious, the Dragon Clan could become a potential ally for the Heavenly Court in the future.”

Guilingling blinked, “Alright then!”

Li Ping’an suddenly said, “Now there is a constant stream of offerings and merits coming to me from two directions, namely the main earth and the Misty Realm.

Won’t this expose us?

If we go to the ancient realm of dragons, which should be beyond the reach of Heavenly Dao, what happens to the offerings and merits?”

“They will accumulate in the temple.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi laughed:

“You mentioning this reminds me, when we get back, I’ll see if I can transfer all the accumulated merit from offerings I’ve received over the years to you.

I have no use for keeping it.”

Li Ping’an was shaken.

Merit from offerings of Xuanyuan Huangdi!

That was something not even a hundred Tian Hu deities could compare with!

But how could the Heavenly Court reward the Human Emperor?

Li Ping’an said solemnly, “To transfer merit, a conferment from the Heavenly Court is needed, let’s not consider this matter.”

“Really?

There should be other ways.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi looked towards Immortal Huanglong, “Is this matter settled?”

“Yes, whatever the Human Emperor says is right, there’s absolutely no problem!”

Immortal Huanglong laughed awkwardly:

“If my disciples could have even a tenth of you two’s grace, it would be my lifelong regret fulfilled!”

This old Daoist sure knew how to flatter.

…

Meanwhile, Li Dazhi, having been instructed by Xuanyuan Huangdi, hurriedly prepared twelve dumplings.

Li Ping’an’s technique of [Obedient Listening] was learned from him.

Li Dazhi couldn’t help but ponder what Xuanyuan Huangdi meant with his instruction.

A Human Emperor, who governed the fates of the human race and was also one of the highest experts outside of the sect leaders in heaven and earth, would he really care about a couple of plates of dumplings?

That was hardly likely.

Li Dazhi thought to himself, there must be something behind this.

He deliberately hurried back to the Casting Cloud Sect, changed into the most sophisticated sea-blue silk wide-sleeved Daoist robe, and had Xiaoyue carefully groomed in a non-glamorous but tidy style.

He then brought along a group of immortals from his sect who liked to show off, rushing to the Holy Mother Palace.

Dumplings, of course, taste best when wrapped and cooked on the spot.

Li Dazhi didn’t just prepare twelve dumplings; he also prepared enough exquisite ingredients to feed several hundred people, got fresh bowls and chopsticks, and prepared a magical treasure cauldron.

It wasn’t that everything was prepared;

But he tried his best to make it perfect.

Before arriving at the Holy Mother Palace, their group had already attracted attention from all sides.

The sky in front of the palace was filled with tens of thousands of cloud boats, belonging to various cultivating families and cultivation sects, who had sent their most outstanding disciples.

Many somewhat famous loose cultivators also brought their children and family members.

This trip wasn’t just a gathering for the youth.

Old immortals, men and women alike, also intended to go to the human race’s Heavenly Court to offer their light and warmth.

Amidst the gazes, the group from the Casting Cloud Sect arrived at the palace gate.

Li Dazhi was holding a food container in his left hand and holding Xiaoyue’s hand with his right.

They ascended the steps and reached the bright starry gate.

Several maids appeared and bowed: “Greetings to Father Heavenly Emperor.”

“Please, I don’t deserve such respect,” Li Dazhi responded cheerfully, “Could you please inform her, This Poor Daoist brings gifts for the Holy Mother on behalf of the Human Emperor.”

“Oh?”

One maid smiled and said, “Please wait in the outer hall; we will inform her immediately.”

Two maids stepped aside to lead Li Dazhi and Xiaoyue behind the gate to the outer hall of the Holy Mother Palace, entering the palace’s barrier.

Before they had settled in the outer hall, several maids flew over to guide Li Dazhi to the divine hall at the center of the Holy Mother Palace.

Xiaoyue couldn’t help but ask via telepathy, “Uncle Master, are we really…

just presenting two plates of dumplings?”

“Whatever the Human Emperor says, we’ll do,” Li Dazhi grumbled, “You’re a woman with a delicate mind, pay close attention later.”

“Alright,” Xiaoyue took a deep breath, confidently straightened her posture, and her charming phoenix eyes became sharp and efficient.

Clouds settled in the divine hall, and a familiar voice called out.

Li Dazhi looked up and saw a beautifully radiant woman briskly descending the steps.

With a charming face full of vigor and tenderness, it was none other than Ningning Mu.

Ningning Mu came forward and bowed, Li Dazhi responded with a smile, and quickly led Xiaoyue to pay respects to the Nüwa on the high throne.

Ningning Mu briskly asked, “Where is my teacher…

my husband?”

She remembered the Holy Mother’s reminder—now that she was married, she should refer to him as “husband.”

Li Dazhi sighed, “Well, no sooner had Ping’an returned home, Xuanyuan Huangdi came looking for him, having urgent matters that required Ping’an’s attention.”