Immortal Father
Chapter 826 - 826 289 Straight Hook Bait

826: Chapter 289: Straight Hook Bait 826: Chapter 289: Straight Hook Bait Li Ping’an gazed at the fist-sized stone box before him and, in an instant, appreciated what could only be described as the abstract art of the Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth.

“Dear?”

Ningning Mu’s soft call came from outside the door.

Li Ping’an hurriedly put the stone box into a Storage Treasure, commanding the Cangyue Bead to keep constant watch over the stone box.

With a slight smile on his lips, he said,

“Come in, Xuanyuan Huangdi has already left.”

“Okay,” Ningning Mu responded, pushing the door open and entering with a maid.

The maid set the Spiritual Medicine meal on a table at the side and then bowed and excused herself.

Qing Su drifted in through the window, while Zi Yao stood in front of the door, arms folded, leisurely watching Ningning Mu help Li Ping’an up.

Guilingling stretched a lazy waist, emerging from the pond and deliberately yawning loudly.

She murmured, “Sleeping is truly comfortable!

Great grandnephew!

I’ll return to the Azure Wander Palace to fetch something and will be back soon!”

“Go ahead, Elder.”

Li Ping’an smiled and said,

“You have always been a great support by my side.

Later, I will be staying in the main heaven and earth for a while and must properly take care of my Elder.”

Guilingling couldn’t resist this topic, and her eyes immediately shone as she asked, “Hehehe, how will you take care of me?”

Li Ping’an offhandedly suggested, “Traveling mountains and waters, hunting treasures, bathing in hot springs, and building golden statues in temples.”

“Sounds great!”

Guilingling waved her delicate little hand happily and cheered, “Then I’ll be back later!

You take good care of your injuries!

Don’t move around if I’m not back!”

With that, she climbed onto a white cloud and floated up into the starry sky, humming a joyful tune, very happy indeed.

Qing Su looked Li Ping’an over carefully and spoke in a soft voice, “Disciple, if your injuries are not serious, then I will proceed with my cultivation.”

“Thank you, Master, for your concern,” Li Ping’an said, “When I leave the Holy Mother Palace later, the disciple will call for you.”

“Understood,” Qing Su seemed to have just come to greet him, and before leaving, she didn’t forget to call Zi Yao.

Zi Yao Xianzi said, “I might be of some help here.”

Qing Su replied, “They are a couple reuniting; you shouldn’t be in the way here.”

Knowing Li Ping’an’s deep respect for his refined and ethereal master, Zi Yao did not say much more.

With a smiling face, she gave Li Ping’an a bow and said warmly,

“Then Zi Yao will not disturb Your Majesty’s recuperation.

If you need anything, feel free to call on me anytime.”

Li Ping’an:…

Why did he feel that Zi Yao Xianzi was somewhat pushy again?

‘I still need to find a way to prevent her from being too presumptuous in the future.’

“Sigh.”

Ningning Mu sighed softly, sitting down beside Li Ping’an, and wrapping her arms around his waist, she spoke with a hint of grievance:

“Senior brother, why didn’t you tell me before that I, a mere ordinary disciple of the Immortal Sect, would have to compete with jealousy against the great ancient Queen Mother.”

“Ha ha, cough, it’s not like that,” Li Ping’an seriously said,

“The Queen Mother fancied the Heavenly Emperor, while you fancied Li Ping’an.

There is naturally a world of difference between the two.

“Moreover, such matters of intrigue are mostly just for show.

The only thing that troubles me is that the Holy Mother wants you to suppress the Queen Mother.

“You will need to work hard at your cultivation in the future, and if one day I truly ascend to the Heavenly Emperor’s position, what follows then is still uncertain.”

Ningning Mu looked up at Li Ping’an as their eyes met naturally.

Her lips glistened as she filled her eyes with joy and softly spoke, not realizing she had turned into sweet nothings, simply saying her lord should not be so scheming.

After a while, a Red Embroidered Ball shielded the area.

Although Nüwa would not actively spy, when cutting off the spiritual thoughts here, she still overheard what Ningning Mu had said,

“Could I have the position and you keep the man?”

Nüwa couldn’t help but shake her head with a smile.

This silly girl, such matters could refer to Xuanyuan Huangdi’s situation for example, where having it all is not without competition.

While the two young people were deeply in love, exploring the ‘Manual of Human Race’s Reproduction,’ Nüwa began to worry about the great war that might ensue.

No matter what Xuanyuan Huangdi intended to do, she, the Holy Mother of the Human Race, would not be kept in the dark.

But…

“Once the great war starts, all living beings will suffer.

If this war could be completely successful, it would be well; but if it gets delayed by this or that again, it will only increase casualties.”

This gentle sigh did not escape the somewhat dimly lit grand hall.

…

Half a day later.

Now fully recovered from his injuries from the Great Dao and with his cultivation slightly improved, Li Ping’an rode the clouds to the now-under-construction Heavenly Emperor School.

His spirit refreshed, his mind clear, and praising the profound mystery of the Human Race’s Dual Cultivation Secret Technique, marveling at the wonders of the union of Yin and Yang, his mind continuously conjuring images of his charming and enchanting wife, he found himself momentarily lost in thought.

‘Focus on the task at hand.’

Li Ping’an reminded himself not to slack off and searched for traces of his father.

The Heavenly Emperor School occupied a vast area, attached to the Holy Mother Palace’s secret realm, and had expanded significantly.

From afar, Li Ping’an could see many partially constructed Immortal Palaces and rows of lofts rising along the edge of the secret realm’s grand array, already housing many Immortals.

An elderly Heavenly Immortal was the first to notice Li Ping’an, saluting from a distance: “Greetings, Your Majesty the Heavenly Emperor!”

Many immortals followed suit with their regards.

Li Ping’an nodded with a smile in response, too lazy to engage in warm encouragements, and continued riding the clouds towards his father’s spot.

Li Dazhi was chatting and drinking with several old Golden Immortals; they all promptly stood up to greet him, together with Li Dazhi bowing in salute.

“Such formality is unnecessary.”

Li Ping’an stepped forward, gesturing as if to assist them, and spoke warmly:

“Father, there’s no need for such formality with me; it would only earn me a bad reputation if word got out.”

Li Dazhi cheerfully responded, “A subject is a subject, a sovereign is a sovereign.

Behind closed doors we are father and son, but in public, we are ruler and subject.”