Immortal Father
Chapter 932 - 932 325 Lu Ya Appears

932: Chapter 325 Lu Ya Appears 932: Chapter 325 Lu Ya Appears “No, weren’t the Asura clan wiped out?

Why is there still a presence of Asura here!

Noticing Master and several Jie Sect uncles looking at her simultaneously, Zi Yao Xianzi and her fellow sister locked eyes as if silently competing, and while their gaze also glanced her way, Li Ping’an felt quite overwhelmed.

Pretend to be drunk?

Indeed, pretending to be drunk is a good way to avoid the issue of ‘defending whom,’ and also to escape the awkwardness of ‘your timing couldn’t have been better.’

But what about later?

One can’t always pretend to be drunk to avoid such situations.

With rapid thoughts in his heart, Li Ping’an just had to say, “Madam, drink less and leave it to me,” to protect Ningning Mu and ease most of the embarrassment.

However, just as Li Ping’an was about to pick up his drink,

Qing Su suddenly said, “Ningning is still shallow in her cultivation and cannot drink such Immortal Brew, let Zi Yao and I drink instead.”

With that, Qing Su picked up her drink and stood, her beautiful face slightly flushed, yet her eyes still shone brightly.

Zi Yao immediately smiled and said, “Qing Qing, don’t misunderstand, I just wanted to share a drink with His Majesty.

Since His Majesty once saw me drunk, I ought to see him drunk in return.”

This light remark effortlessly resolved the awkwardness between her and Ningning Mu as they faced each other.

Ningning Mu gently said, “If that’s the case, why don’t we all drink together?

Let’s not purposely get His Majesty drunk.”

Zhao Gongming cleared his throat, “Drink together, yes, let’s all drink together!”

Li Ping’an rubbed his forehead and didn’t say much.

“Come, let’s all drink from this cup, and tonight, we won’t return until we’re drunk.”

The immortals who were still drinking in the palace agreed simultaneously.

When sending Zhao Gongming and other Jie Sect masters off, Li Ping’an maintained enough sobriety;

Yet he still pretended to be drunk thereafter, allowing Ningning Mu to help him back to his sleeping chamber to rest, thereby avoiding the ‘counter-attack’ from Zi Yao Xianzi.

There was no helping it; he had just taken the Fountain of Youth, which Zi Yao had acquired over a long period, from her.

When you take from others, you owe them, so naturally, he could no longer openly chastise her.

In the sleeping chamber, Li Ping’an lay on the bed for a while, then raised his hand to swallow two sobering pills.

Rustling noises came from nearby.

Soon, a smooth, soft body slipped into the quilt wearing only a thin silk dress, resting against Li Ping’an’s chest.

“All the immortals from the Jie Sect are quite good.”

Ningning Mu softly said, “Are you still troubled, senior brother?”

“Yes,” Li Ping’an bitter-smiled, “The Jie Sect intervened to earn their merit.

Now that they’ve shattered a small universe, they have begun to accumulate karmic obstructions, and I can only grant them more merit.”

Ningning Mu thought carefully and offered her insight:

“The Jie Sect values friendship over ritual.

During these past few days at the feasts, I have heard various kinds of dirty language, with many fearsome-looking Jie Sect Immortals around.

“Although Heavenly Court must utilize the power of the Jie Sect, it isn’t right to let these Jie Sect Immortals just take up roles in Heavenly Court.”

Li Ping’an thought for a moment, his palm playing with a strand of her hair, his eyes reflecting helplessness.

In a soft voice, he said, “The Heaven Emperor’s Seal is not yet formed.

Once it is, I actually intend to offer some official positions of patrolling immortals, limited to direct disciples of the Jie Sect, as a way of repaying Tongtian Shishuzu.”

“These senior brothers surely have ideas.”

Ningning Mu perked up her mouth and, looking up at Li Ping’an, murmured,

“How come I heard that when Xianzi Zi Yao got drunk, senior brother, you were alone in the room with her.”

“Ah, about that…”

Li Ping’an hugged Ningning Mu’s shoulders and laughed, turning serious, “It’s late, sister-wife should go to bed.”

Before Ningning Mu could speak, he sealed her cherry lips with his, his fingertips stroking her satin-like skin, causing her to let out a soft moan involuntarily.

Beside them, the curtain fell by itself, and the grand array in the chamber quickly activated.

However, with the Dao Charm of the Red Embroidered Ball absent, this scene blurredly appeared in the magic mirror.

In the main universe, the Queen Mother tossed the Kunlun Magic Mirror aside, her mouth twitching slightly as she murmured under her breath:

“Truly the Humans, knowing only the joy of procreation, is that all they do when together?

Can’t they cultivate scripture at all?”

She looked at the many Fairy Ladies resting and cultivating in Splendid Pool, about to concentrate her mind and return her thoughts to Zi Yao’s place, yet she remained restless, repeatedly pursing her lips.

After a while, the Queen Mother drew the magic mirror back into her hands.

“Though I dislike, still I must tend to such matters…

given the new Heavenly Emperor is a human, I, a Primordial Being like myself, naturally do not like this…”

A thick fog covered the area before and behind her throne.

She had her pride, such sneaking matters, her female immortals must not know.

…

As victors of this battle, both Heavenly Court and Jie Sect Immortals naturally can drink and celebrate, ridiculing the incapacity of the Western Sect;

But the Western Sect, having suffered severe losses in this clash with the Jie Sect, smelled the danger of annihilation.

Their disciples, following the advice of the esteemed Calamity, commanded fierce demons and Dao Soldiers to quickly retreat from the northwest, and thereafter most combatants hurried back to Spirit Mountain.

The caves of the Western Sect disciples were all located near Spirit Mountain.

Upon their return, they found themselves both joyous and angry.

Joyful because:

Some senior brothers and juniors previously captured by the Jie Sect were now hanging naked in a cave, their cultivation largely crippled, but at least their lives were spared.

Yet they were furious…

Most of the caves of the Western Sect disciples had been raided, and any valuables had vanished without a trace.

For a few who had refined their caves into magical tools and hadn’t retracted them upon departure, their situation was even worse.

Their homes were completely gone!

The disciples quickly discovered a letter—if they lined up those naked disciples in a row, making them kneel back-facing everyone, two lines of text would appear.