Immortal Father
Chapter 795 - 795 277 Hongjun's Reminder_3

795: Chapter 277: Hongjun’s Reminder_3 795: Chapter 277: Hongjun’s Reminder_3 “Is spiritual transformation fun?”

Mother Gui Ling asked in a crisp voice, hopping over.

“Give me some Fountain of Youth to play with!”

“Here,” Li Ping’an tossed a flask of Fountain of Youth water over.

“This isn’t the real Fountain of Youth, but it has seventy to eighty percent the effect of the real thing; it was obtained by a brother of mine from the Human Race treasury.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi’s face darkened.

“In the presence of this Human Emperor, you dare to speak of stealing from my treasury!”

Li Ping’an could only offer a sheepish smile.

“Your Majesty, are you still worrying about that?

There are plenty of stocks of Fountain of Youth water that are no longer used.

Besides, the Fountain of Youth has little effect on masters of the Taiyi Realm.

A Golden Immortal undergoing spiritual transformation could drive my stock of Fountain of Youth water to bankruptcy.”

Guilingling curiously pinched a drop of the Fountain of Youth water, turning her head to look at Immortal Huanglong beside her.

Li Ping’an wasn’t easy to mess with;

the weakest of the three was this true dragon.

Guilingling flicked her finger, and a drop of Fountain of Youth water flew towards Huanglong; Huanglong, with a dark expression, swung his palm and directly scattered the droplet of Fountain of Youth water!

Huanglong said indifferently, “Don’t bother trying.

This substance can revitalize an ordinary master from severe injuries and near-death, but the price is that it must draw on the spiritual power of other beings.

To embarrass this poor Daoist, one drop is far from sufficient.”

“My hand slipped just now, hehe.”

Guilingling tossed the gourd back, asking:

“Nephew, how many stages does your method of spiritual transformation have?”

“This, I’ve only deduced up to the sixth stage so far.”

Li Ping’an said earnestly:

“I now do not wish to use the merit of the Heavenly Dao to improve my cultivation, because I am thinking of perfecting the Dao of spiritual transformation before becoming a Golden Immortal.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi spoke gravely, “The Dao of spiritual transformation surely has nine stages at its highest, and the treasures demanded in the later stages must also be increasingly stringent.

To complete this, you will need great willpower and great effort.”

“But the benefits are also quite substantial.”

Li Ping’an clenched his fist; the feeling of his strength rapidly increasing in a short time was indeed quite good.

Guilingling asked again, “So, do you have enough Fountain of Youth water?”

“There’s not much left,” Li Ping’an said seriously, “Later, when I have some free time, I’ll ask my brother, the Human Emperor, to lend me some more.”

“You, Emperor Li Tian with the thick brows and big eyes, are still coveting the Human Race’s heritage before you’ve even split from them?”

Xuanyuan Huangdi rebuked with a laugh:

“Go to the Queen Mother of the West yourself!”

“Just nod your head, and it will be both wealth and people gained.

The Queen Mother of the West has the real Fountain of Youth, and I reckon that to complete the sixth stage of spiritual transformation, you’re going to need her help.”

“Brilliant!

I thought the Queen Mother of the West had no bargaining chips left, but it turns out she’s hidden a treasure that could aid you in achieving your Dao.”

Li Ping’an: …

“The benefits I’ve gained from spiritual transformation so far are not small.”

Li Ping’an calmly looked in the direction of the ruling universe, speaking slowly:

“Brother, after giving it much thought, that Zi Yao Xianzi should be appointed as an official celestial soon.”

“The position of a celestial official in the Heavenly Court is for those with ability and virtue, and should not be determined by my personal feelings.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi nodded with a smile.

However, Guilingling muttered, “Hmph, that Zi Yao definitely has no good intentions, I want to be a celestial official too!”

“Hm?”

Li Ping’an looked at Guilingling, unable to help but get lost in thought.

To let an Intercepting Sect Immortal become a celestial official…

that Dao Immortal Tribulation, the Investiture of the Gods Cataclysm, how then to invest this Intercepting Sect Immortal?

Does this mean there’s no need to die and enter the Investiture of the Gods?

But then again, is there even an Investiture of the Gods anymore?

If Taoist Hongjun hasn’t merged with the Dao, who would bestow the Investiture of the Gods?

Is the Investiture of the Gods formed out of thin air?

Li Ping’an didn’t believe it even if Jie Yin’s ten disciples were killed.

Li Ping’an felt as though he knew the future, yet he didn’t know exactly how it would come about, like looking at flowers in the fog or gazing at the moon across the sea…

“You, why are you staring at me like that?”

Guilingling pursed her lips and averted her gaze, her adorable face appearing to flush with a trace of redness.

Only then did Li Ping’an realize he had been a bit impolite, and he hurriedly said, “I was lost in thought just now, please forgive me.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi looked from Guilingling to Li Ping’an, a question mark forming on his forehead.

Immortal Huanglong chuckled, “Ping’an, how about arranging a celestial official position for your Uncle Master as well?

You can’t show favoritism!”

“That, we’ll look into it later, we’ll look into it later.”

Li Ping’an said seriously:

“I can have some say over Heavenly Dao’s merits to a certain extent, as long as Uncle Master you set some merits, then I will try to grant you more.”

“But as for the position of a celestial official, especially now when the Heavenly Court has not yet been established, I truly do not know how to bestow it, nor dare I agree rashly.”

“Understood, understood.”

Immortal Huanglong laughed:

“I was just teasing you, do you think this Poor Daoist covets power and status?

I’m just considering how to foster amicable relations with the Heavenly Dao.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi said with a laugh, “Let’s walk slowly, we should change into presentable clothes later.

Once the Holy Mother Palace’s conference starts the drumming, we’ll make our appearance together.”

“Why?”

Guilingling asked absently.

Xuanyuan Huangdi stood with his hands behind his back, proudly stating, “That’s called style.

You’ll understand when you reach my renown and status.”

“Oh, cousin, do your officials know you act like this?

I’m going back to sleep!”

Guilingling pulled a face and floated back into the middle of the scabbard to continue sleeping.

Li Ping’an watched her nimble figure and thought of the slight abnormality in her expression earlier, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

Lately, he had been perhaps too close with his Uncle Master.

He had to be more mindful in the future, more mindful.

“By the way, Ping’an,” Xuanyuan Huangdi said, “before leaving, the Dragon Clan asked me what kind of woman you like; they thought of sending you a few dragon eggs.”

“Brother, do the two things you mentioned have any logical connection?”

“Of course, they do!”

Xuanyuan Huangdi said seriously:

“Nowadays, only a very few dragon maidens remain virgins, all of them proud in temperament, which you wouldn’t be able to tame.

“The Dragon Clan wants to forge a marriage alliance with you, so it can only start with dragon eggs.

They have Secret Techniques that can foretell the future dragon body and Innate Dao Body’s appearance, as well as their personality, from the dragon eggs.

“You just need to make yourself more famous between heaven and earth, and the next time you visit, they’re almost certain to offer dragon eggs to you.

If any of those dragon eggs become your concubines, and you grant them a bit of Heavenly Dao’s merits, they will surely hatch.

“Raising your own wife from an egg, isn’t that a delightful tale?”

Li Ping’an’s forehead was covered in black lines.

“Brother, if I lay hands on you in the Human Race territory, would that be considered a grave crime against the Heavenly Dao?”

“It should be.”

“Then don’t worry about it!

What dragon eggs am I supposed to hatch!

Can’t you just spend a little more effort on your three thousand sisters-in-law?

Once the Heavenly Court is established, I’ll organize a Human Emperor matchmaking conference for you first, to help broker a peace with the Hundred Clans!”

“You audacious brat!

Take this kick!”

“Emperor Li Tian’s Power Punch!”

“Human Emperor’s Subduing Tiger Palm!”

Immortal Huanglong watched expressionlessly as the two ‘youngsters’, without using any immortal power, scuffled into a heap, his lips twitching uncontrollably.

Ah, immature fools.