Immortal Father
Chapter 792 - 792 276 The Grand Assembly Approaches The Master of Houtu_3

792: Chapter 276: The Grand Assembly Approaches, The Master of Houtu_3 792: Chapter 276: The Grand Assembly Approaches, The Master of Houtu_3 “Could Fellow Daoist Houtu know something?”

Li Ping’an stroked his chin, muttering to himself for a while.

The three of them pondered on their own, discussing the lengthy history of the Desolate Era, centered around that mysterious and unpredictable Daoist.

Their conversation started from the creation of heaven and earth and ended who knows when.

…

The day of the Holy Mother Palace assembly was just a blink away.

For some unknown reason, the fact that Li Ping’an had been taken by the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan on a tour had already spread throughout heaven and earth.

In front of the Holy Mother Palace, countless Qi Cultivators from the East Continent had gathered, all awaiting the ‘examination rules’ of the upcoming assembly.

The Cast Cloud Sect’s gate was shut tight.

There was no helping it; too many sects were trying to cozy up to them beforehand.

Li Dazhi had no choice but to make a high-profile appearance, staying temporarily in the outer halls of the Holy Mother Palace to keep the Cast Cloud Sect from being harassed and to ensure that the sect’s normal business was not disrupted.

As for the matter of Zi Yao, after returning, Li Dazhi thought it over carefully, roughly guessing the truth.

He didn’t know who Zi Yao was, but he was sure she was a person with a profound background—otherwise, why wouldn’t the Holy Mother just directly drive her away, instead going to such lengths to ‘torment’ her?

Who could be worthy of the Holy Mother’s personal torment?

And to go so far as to offer a bowl of dumpling soup as a veiled insult?

Li Dazhi had a hunch, but it wasn’t something he felt comfortable mentioning to anyone.

Subsequently, Li Dazhi began to ponder the implications this incident could have, as well as the power structures that might form in the Heavenly Court in the future.

The Human Race, Chan Teaching, Sect of Cessation, along with Queen Mother of the West;

In the future Heavenly Court, Li Ping’an, as the Heavenly Emperor, would face too many restrictions, and once the balance of powers was disturbed, it could easily backfire.

If a great disaster erupted because of it, that would be a loss beyond redemption.

Li Dazhi could foresee these issues but could not think of a particularly good solution, so he decided on a two-pronged approach.

First, he would seize every opportunity to strive to become a top expert in heaven and earth.

Second, he would continue to infuse the Heavenly Dao with ‘idealistic’ thoughts, fundamentally changing this ‘imperial’ and ‘feudal’ mindset.

Thus, while hiding in the outer halls of the Holy Mother Palace, Li Dazhi brought out a stack of books he had previously written down from memory and began organizing the teaching plan for the third lesson on the Heavenly Dao.

Xiaoyue had not followed him to the Holy Mother Palace;

However, Li Dazhi was never short of the company of an Immortal Maiden.

Wen Rou, a Heavenly Immortal, quickly heard the news and came to join Li Dazhi, sitting beside him, brewing tea, and fanning him, providing tender care, which quickly sparked rumors.

As for this, Li Dazhi didn’t feel much about it.

After all, if one stands upright, one need not fear a crooked shadow, and Xiaoyue had previously said in secret that she wouldn’t mind.

So he might as well…

It was just that little affair during the third spring…

Three days remained until the Holy Mother Palace assembly.

The interior of the Holy Mother Palace was already bustling with activity; Immortal women who had been in seclusion were all emerging, preparing examination questions, arranging formations.

The Lady Holy Mother herself had also begun issuing edicts frequently, keeping everyone busy.

Now, at noon on that day, the outer regions of Desolate Era resounded with successive dragon roars.

Hundreds of Flood Dragons, pulling giant treasure chests and cages, appeared at the edge of heaven and earth, speeding towards the Holy Mother Palace.

The group of Flood Dragons was escorted by a hundred thousand immortal soldiers of the Human Race, with the Lords of the Wind and Rain, two ministers of the Human Race, leading the way, thus avoiding any chaos.

Soon, as those treasures were pulled into the Holy Mother Palace, and the abilities of the Ocean Race prisoners within those cages became clear, many whispers spread in front of the Holy Mother Palace.

Some said that the Human Emperor had taken the Heavenly Emperor to the Dragon Clan to seek favors in autumn;

Others said that the His Majesty Human Emperor had taken His Majesty Heavenly Emperor to the Dragon Clan to find beautiful Dragon maidens to relieve pressure;

The varied comments were endless.

The arrival of these Flood Dragons and Ocean Race prisoners also added to the bustle of the Holy Mother Palace assembly, drawing even more Qi Cultivators as the skies over the Southern Continent grew increasingly lively.

Two days remained until the Holy Mother Palace assembly.

Misty Realm.

In a grass hut within a valley just a few dozen miles from the Heavenly Emperor’s residence.

Houtu, who was sewing hemp clothes for a few Witch Clan children, paused slightly in her threading.

She turned her head to look inside the house, stood up with solemnity, sealed off the surroundings with her Dao Charm, and quickly entered.

Inside the house sat an old Daoist, calm and still as if blending with the universe and at peace with the years.

He lifted his head with a smile, nodding slightly to Houtu.

“Teacher…”