Immortal Father
Chapter 857 - 857 299 The Flames of War are About to Ignite_3

857: Chapter 299: The Flames of War are About to Ignite_3 857: Chapter 299: The Flames of War are About to Ignite_3 Li Ping’an switched seats with Xiaoyue and, holding the wine pot, went to sit beside his father.

“Dad, has Uncle Huanglong set off yet?”

“He left a while ago.”

Li Dazhi, whose face was white and slightly chubby, ahem, slightly chubby, said with a tipsy expression,

“You see, your plan shows quick results, but the effects are only superficial, using the force of the Jie Sect to suppress the Western Sect.

“It’s still up to me later.

Once I’ve translated their scriptures, the new Great Sects will be up and running immediately.”

“Translated?”

“Just using other words to explain their principles, then adding a little refinement that appeals to the ordinary beings of the Desolate Era,” Li Dazhi curled his lip, “Your second aunt was a believer in this stuff before, the doctrines of the Western Sect, actually very flawed, quite crude in some areas.”

Li Ping’an smiled and said, “You should be careful in your actions, don’t get targeted by the Western Sect.”

“That won’t happen.

I have great fortune, rest assured.”

Li Dazhi belched,

“When I’m working on this, I won’t lend you any fortune.

When are you heading back to the Misty Realm?”

“It’ll be a while.

The Human Emperor is gearing up for war, and it’s not convenient for me to participate now, but being here allows me to request support from the Jie Sect at any moment.”

Li Ping’an said,

“There’s not much for me to do when I go back.

I just need to arrange various affairs.

“The Misty Realm has only just started to promote cultivation; recruiting Daoxian soldiers will take at least a hundred years.

Absorbing Loose Cultivators is a good idea, and we are currently figuring out how.

“If we just utilize our current power for outward conquest, we’re just spreading our strength thin.

“I plan to accumulate for a few more years, then launch an offensive in several directions in the four minor worlds around the Misty Realm and then create a circle centered around the Misty Realm.

“The most important thing now is to stabilize the Misty Realm and create revenue.

The foundation for worship is good, but the economic base is weak.”

“Don’t talk about economy; here we talk about the foundation of Spirit Stones.”

Li Dazhi corrected Li Ping’an with a smile,

“I’ve planned everything that needs planning.

The Misty Realm does have several Spirit Vein mines.

Oh right…

the Spirit Veins previously chopped out by the Tongtian Sect Leader, I’ve asked Daoist Huanglong to move them to the Misty Realm; Xuanyuan Palace agreed to it.”

“That’s great, the more Spiritual Energy there is in the Misty Realm, the better it is for cultivation.”

Li Ping’an took a piece of delicious fish meat and sighed slightly,

“Establishing the Heavenly Court is not easy; starting a power is the most troublesome.”

“That’s the pain of starting a business,” Li Dazhi laughed, “but once the painful period is over, isn’t it all happiness afterwards?”

“Not necessarily happiness.”

Li Ping’an shook his head,

“I feel now that there is still a kind of destiny in this world.

Everything we strive to do, even if we intentionally avoid this destiny, ends up becoming a path towards it.

“It’s just like this time, Dad, the moment Guang Chengzi showed up, it actually deepened the rift between Chan Teaching and Jie Sect.

“Now it seems like I’m pushing the Dao Immortal Tribulation to come.”

“The operation of Heavenly Dao is just too dominant; there’s no such thing as destiny because the contradiction is there.”

Li Dazhi shook his head slowly,

“The Three Teachings of the Taoist Sect have their own dispositions, Human Teachings are quiet and inactive, do not meddle in worldly affairs.

Chan Teaching is somewhat like Yue Buqun, of course, this analogy isn’t quite appropriate, it’s just the feeling I get.

“On the side of the Jie Sect, it’s like those sects that are passionate and righteous, but morally lacking.”

Li Ping’an sighed, “Let’s not talk about those things; we’ll just plan slowly.

Come on, Dad, let’s toast to us.”

“Don’t drink too much; Ningning just got back.”

Li Dazhi cautioned Li Ping’an several times, then took out two small gourds from his sleeve and stuffed them into Li Ping’an’s sleeve.

“What’s this, Dad?”

“Pills, for nurturing the primary energy.”

“I don’t need them, I’m still young.”

“It’s called being prepared.”

Li Ping’an fell silent, but didn’t reject his father’s thoughtfulness.

Although there had been some twists and turns in the Human Emperor’s campaign against the Western Continent, things were now back on track.

Father and son drank and discussed the upcoming great war in the Western Continent; looking at the current situation, the Human Race had a rather good chance of winning, but there were also many uncertainties.

One family’s joy is another’s sorrow.

The news that Daoist Jieying himself had declared he would capture the Calamity had reached the ears of the Calamity itself after Ling Shan was uprooted, shaken, and then stuffed back in.