Immortal Father
Chapter 871 - 871 304 Ancestor Minghe Comes Knocking_2

871: Chapter 304: Ancestor Minghe Comes Knocking_2 871: Chapter 304: Ancestor Minghe Comes Knocking_2 “The Flame Emperor, that old codger, why was he so set on passing the throne to Xuanyuan?”

“Is it because he had so many women, and I didn’t?”

Chiyou seemed slightly dazed as he stared at his reflection in the mirror.

“No, that’s not right.

It’s only recently that I’ve become ineffectual.

Back in the day, my strength far surpassed that of Xuanyuan Huangdi in every regard.”

A sigh echoed from inside the main tent.

Outside the main tent, Calamity, Daoist Mosquito, and the Liù Chì Tiānchán concealed their forms, watching Chiyou wallow in despair inside.

Calamity frowned and asked, “What’s going on?”

Daoist Mosquito pondered for a moment before responding.

“Honored One, you tasked me with finding out why Chiyou’s fighting spirit has been waning recently.

After thorough investigation…

it appears that after his rebirth, his demonic soul operates far less effectively than a normal person’s, and he’s especially prone to depression.”

The Liù Chì Tiānchán’s handsome, almost demonic, face seemed to find some amusement in this.

“I’m not asking you about that,” Calamity motioned with his chin towards the empty bed, “I’m asking, what’s wrong with Chiyou’s body?”

“This…”

Daoist Mosquito whispered, “I suspect he’s been tampered with by someone from the Human Race.”

The Liù Chì Tiānchán added, “Honored One, Chiyou is originally from the Witch Clan, quite similar to the Human Race.

This matter could have no small impact, especially with the war going poorly.

Comparing himself to the greatly enhanced Xuanyuan Huangdi from ancient times, and seeing Xuanyuan Huangdi’s three thousand consorts against his own current situation…

it’s indeed easy for him to fall into despondence.”

“Interesting.”

Calamity squinted with amusement:

“Chiyou’s rear has been in the hands of the Li father and son for a while now, hey, do you think it’s possible that it was the Li father and son who tampered with him?

“If that’s true, then I must say, I have new respect for this father and son duo.

“That was indeed a clever move.”

Daoist Mosquito frowned, “Considering that near-Heavenly Emperor, he doesn’t seem like the type to stoop to such underhanded tactics, and how could they achieve such a thing?

Chiyou’s demonic soul didn’t notice anything.”

The ground trembled faintly.

The aura of Blood Fiend surged continuously.

Calamity, as if he just remembered an important matter, said cheerily, “Mosquito, go and call out to Chiyou.

He is closely related to the Sea of Blood; ask him to show himself to welcome Ancestor Minghe.”

“Yes,” Daoist Mosquito quickly entered the main tent.

The dispirited Chiyou in front of the mirror immediately switched to a cold and haughty demeanor.

“Achoo!”

Li Dazhi, who was busy dealing with ledgers in Dong’an City, raised his hand to rub his nose and muttered a little guiltily before plunging back into his busy work.

…

Li Ping’an sailed on a flat boat, concealing himself above the Human Race frontlines.

He had barely hidden himself when a voice transmission entered his ears; shortly after, Xuanyuan Huangdi stealthily approached, appearing at the bow of the boat, and faced Li Ping’an.

“Minghe Ancestor has brought a hundred thousand Asuras.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi was concise and spoke quickly:

“Each of these Asuras possesses strength no lower than the True Immortal Realm, and half of Minghe Ancestor’s eight great Asura Commanders and seventy-two Asura Princesses have come.

“Our opponent suddenly has more masters than us.

“Ping’an, do you have any strategies to respond?”

Li Ping’an shook his head, this was no time for jokes, and solemnly said, “Even the present Heavenly Dao can’t do anything about the Asura, just as the Heavenly Dao can’t circumvent the Twelve-tiered Golden Lotus to bring divine punishment upon the fiends of the Western Sect.

The Twelve-Petaled Red Lotus has a similar effect.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi sighed, “Just when we were close to succeeding, Ancestor Minghe still showed up.”

“What does Your Majesty suggest?”

“We must fight, but not in a head-on clash.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi said:

“Feng and others are pondering countermeasures, I plan to test the strength of the Asura before making a decision.

“It’s a pity to give up such an advantageous situation at this stage of the battle, but I’m not stubborn or inflexible.

“The Asura probably can’t last long on the surface; we should avoid their edge when it’s wise to.”

Li Ping’an nodded slowly, smiling, “How’s the battle going?”

“Haven’t you been observing all along?”

“Ah, upon witnessing the battle here, I had some insights.

I’ve been in retreat on this small boat for the past six months.”

Li Ping’an released the Dao Charm he had acquired not long before, giving Xuanyuan Huangdi a slight eyebrow raise.

Xuanyuan Huangdi’s expression turned somewhat complicated.

“Good one, Li Ping’an!” Xuanyuan Huangdi cursed with a laugh, “Here I am, leading the generals and soldiers into battle, and there you are, gaining enlightenment on the doctrines of all living beings and establishing the basis for a Heavenly Emperor!”

“Well, suddenly, I had some insights.”

Li Ping’an sighed,

“All beings struggle to save themselves, yet the Heavenly Court can be their guide.

“The establishment of the Heavenly Court is not only to serve and protect all beings, but also to guide them forward.

“The responsibility is heavy and the road is long.”

“Stop spouting all this useless talk,” Xuanyuan Huangdi raised his hand and punched Li Ping’an in the shoulder, “Don’t act so clever after taking advantage!

Can’t the Heavenly Dao directly inflict karma on the Asura Race?”

“Cannot.”

Li Ping’an carefully felt the Heavenly Dao’s feedback and slowly said,

“The Asura Race is also recognized by the Heavenly Dao as sentient beings, though they are flawed and not as perfect as the Human Race, they have their own way of existence.

“Just as the Heavenly Dao recognizes the Sea of Blood as a part of heaven and earth.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi crossed his arms, pondered slightly, “Alright, I’ll go think of other methods.

If things get tough here later, you run first.

Don’t try to be too heroic.”

Li Ping’an smiled, “Rest assured, brother, I value my life quite a bit.”

“Mhm, as you carry the heavy responsibility of the Heavenly Court, you must not engage in such battles.

Just observing will do.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi turned his head towards the direction of Mount Meru,

“This time it was just a bit short, much better than I had expected.

“I won’t disturb the three of you enjoying your stroll any longer, I’m going back to continue strategizing.”

Li Ping’an replied seriously, “Brother, your efforts are much appreciated.”

Guilingling also said, “Cousin, push harder!

Knock Chiyou down again!”

“Not hard, just a hard life.”

Xuanyuan Huangdi showed a bitter smile and turned into a beam of golden light, disappearing from sight.

Li Ping’an was about to continue observing the Asura Race, trying to provide some ‘Heavenly Dao intelligence’ to the side of the Human Race when he suddenly had a realization in his heart and looked towards the northwest of heaven and earth.

He was looking at the Misty Realm.

Thus, Li Ping’an closed his eyes to concentrate, his Primordial Spirit passing through the Golden Clouds of the Spirit Platform and returning to Lingxiao Palace, his hand covering the Heaven Emperor’s Seal.

In the past half year, the completion of the Heaven Emperor’s Seal had improved, although the increase was not very significant.

Outside Lingxiao Palace, the Merit Treasure Pond was once again full.

Li Ping’an’s heart was filled with many images, and he was now clear about the many events that occurred in the Misty Realm.

This could actually be considered as a report from the Misty Realm’s Mountain God ‘Tian Hu’.

During the great battle of the Western Continent, disturbances frequently occurred in the Misty Realm, with more than ten newly assigned celestial officials being assassinated by demonic beings.

Thankfully, Wang Shan reacted in time and, using Tian Hu’s divine power, quickly reorganized the Misty Realm.

He cleared up the remnants of the Western Sect and made full use of the Witch Clan’s warlike nature.

The witches formed patrols from their small realms and hunted down demonic beings.

The Ten Heavenly Lords were also a great help.

Furthermore, the Ten Heavenly Lords [voluntarily] toured the surrounding small realms, set up numerous ambushes, cut off the jump points for the demonic beings of the Western Sect attacking the Misty Realm, and laid the foundation for the next expansion of the Heavenly Court.

The Misty Realm had also been poisoned, spreading plague.

Two relatively unknown Qi Cultivators from Jie Sect appeared and eliminated the plague.

This also deserved some merit later on.

With the Misty Realm stabilizing for the better, the celestial officials performed their duties.

Wang Shan, who had been under constant pressure, had made notable progress.

Additionally, due to the care of the Heavenly Dao, Wang Shan was also on the verge of breaking through to the Golden Immortal Realm.

“Not bad.”

Li Ping’an’s Primordial Spirit hand left the Heaven Emperor’s Seal and stretched lazily.

Just as he was about to summon The Faceless One for a discussion to see if the Heavenly Dao had any ways to curb the threat of the Asura Race, the Heavenly Dao suddenly issued an alert.

This alert…

was somewhat subtle.

The Heavenly Dao was warning Li Ping’an of an imminent danger, but the severity of this danger did not seem to be too high.

Li Ping’an heard a cautious “be careful” by his ear, and two graceful figures had already flashed in front of him—Zi Yao Xianzi and Guilingling had both appeared in front of him.

The Heavenly Dao alert was immediately lifted.

Li Ping’an felt the presence of Dao Charm emanating from the bow of the boat, a charm that was cold and filled with simple, pure desire for slaughter.

Without opening his eyes, Li Ping’an knew who had come.

A Twelve-Petaled Red Lotus blossomed at the bow, and an elder in blood-colored garments appeared, his cold face squeezing out a cold sneer as he squinted and locked eyes with Li Ping’an.

Li Ping’an felt a blunt, cold-blooded killing intent.

But he was calm and unruffled, retreating behind Guiling, who was a head shorter than him, and watched the elder with a smile.

Zi Yao Xianzi, standing beside him, saw Li Ping’an hiding behind Guiling and seemed a little dissatisfied in her heart.

She took the initiative to speak, her voice tinged with impatience,

“What is the meaning of this, Daoist Minghe?”