Immortal Father
Chapter 89 - 89 41 Plotting Against Elder Xiao_3

89: Chapter 41 Plotting Against Elder Xiao_3 89: Chapter 41 Plotting Against Elder Xiao_3 Xiaoyue sighed:

“My master has been secluded for many years, and my senior brother Moyi has always taken great care of me.

Although I manage many of the sect’s external assets, removing me would be but a simple matter of a few words for the Vice Sect Leader.”

“I never wanted to get too entangled with them, but I have over a thousand registered disciples under my name.

If I were to leave the mountain, they would be left without support…”

Li Ping’an smiled and said, “Isn’t this the perfect opportunity?”

Xiaoyue was puzzled: “What opportunity?”

Li Ping’an took out a Jade Talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Xiaoyue, smiling:

“Deliver this to my father, and he will help you dispel all your doubts.

“My father has said that among all the elders in the sect, only you, Elder Xiaoyue, are capable of taking on such a heavy responsibility.

Otherwise, if our Magic Artifacts are made but the shops are in disorder, how can anything be accomplished?

“My father’s intention is not for Elder Xiaoyue to oppose the Vice Sect Leader.

You just need to step aside from the affairs.

“My father does not wish to make enemies of any fellow sect members, even if they force his hand time and again.

As long as these members have the sect’s interests at heart, my father will not hold grudges against them in the future.”

Xiaoyue accepted the Jade Talisman with a gentle smile on her lips.

Her spiritual sense swept over the talisman, but she could not comprehend the ‘Eagle Language’ written within.

“If that is the case, I shall hurry to the main hall.

Thank you, young friend.”

“You’re too kind,” Li Ping’an stood up, performing a disciple’s salute, “Actually, my father is naturally loyal and honest, and I always worry that he might suffer in silence.

If you could assist him by his side…”

“We are all working for the good of the sect; it’s merely mutual assistance.”

Xiaoyue bowed to Qing Su, looked Li Ping’an up and down as if she wanted to say something but then turned and left without a word.

After Xiaoyue had departed on a cloud.

Li Ping’an stood at the cave entrance with his hands behind his back, carefully pondering.

What he had written in the Jade Talisman was for his father to ask the Sect Leader to issue an order directly appointing Xiaoyue to be in charge of Magic Artifact sales;

Xiaoyue seemed to have given nothing in return, and had obtained such benefits out of the blue.

But in fact, he had instructed his father in the ‘Eagle Language’ within the talisman—to first openly praise Elder Xiaoyue in front of others, to lavish her with compliments, and then to ask the Sect Leader to issue the order in front of everyone.

If this were to succeed, whether Xiaoyue was willing or not, she would naturally become separated from the Vice Sect Leader Moyi’s clique.

Power struggles in the immortal sects are not like those portrayed in historical dramas about fights for succession, where the confrontation must lead to mutual destruction, and the victor must exterminate the defeated upon rising to power.

The founding patriarch is still alive and well, and the current Sect Leader wants to retire solely to focus on cultivation.

In such a context, the essence of the struggle for power is actually a struggle for influence.

To reduce the number of enemies and increase the number of friends;

If the Vice Sect Leader Moyi’s supporters desert him, he will no longer have any hope of competing for power.

According to Li Ping’an’s current plan, he would temporarily win over Xiaoyue with the business of Magic Artifacts, and the next target would naturally be Elder Bi, the master of Wang Zaizhi.

Sometimes, conflicts create connections, and with those connections come opportunities to act…

Hmm?

Wait a moment.

Li Ping’an suddenly realized.

Wasn’t it about relying fully on his father?

How had it turned into him personally aiding his father to become an immortal figure?

Ah, this…

“Disciple?”

Qing Su suddenly called out.

Li Ping’an put all those random thoughts to the back of his mind and walked over with a smile: “Master, what is it?”

Qing Su said: “Concentrate on cultivation and do not be distracted by mundane affairs.

Longevity is the fundamental goal.”

“Yes, of course.

I will remember that,” Li Ping’an nodded and agreed, just then noticing the spiritual fish in the lotus pond and suggested with a smile, “Shall I cook some dishes for you to try?”

Qing Su, not understanding the implication, asked: “Dishes?

Are you talking about the food you prepared in the secular world?”

But Li Ping’an deliberately kept him in suspense: “You’ll find out soon enough.”

…

Meanwhile, at the main hall on the main peak.

The Sect Leader, who was in the midst of changing clothes, frowned and contemplated, then suddenly slapped his own mouth.

Afterward, he regained his composure and smile, stepping out of his cultivation cottage.