Immortal Father
Chapter 934 - 934 325 Lu Ya Appears_3

934: Chapter 325: Lu Ya Appears_3 934: Chapter 325: Lu Ya Appears_3 Li Ping’an tapped his fingers on the table, a few more hints of helplessness in his eyes.

He really was a hard-working fellow.

“The retreat of the Western Sect was indeed decisive; the sudden onslaught of a thousand immortals from the Jie Sect has truly left them unable to resist.

“Ultimately, it’s still strength that dictates this world.”

Li Ping’an spoke hastily:

“Heavenly Square Pavilion, quickly tally these territories.

I’m going to set off this afternoon to collect the incense merit within these lands and see if there are any unaffiliated deities in those places.

“If there are, that’d be even better.

I could use the various incense-filled temples to stabilize order.”

Fenghou chuckled lightly while stroking his beard beside him: “Unexpectedly, the Heavenly Court has so easily taken nearly one-tenth of the territories beyond heaven.”

“It wasn’t easy to take,” sighed Li Ping’an, “Lately the things from the Misty Realm’s two worlds, involving sixty billion mortals, have indeed been giving me quite a headache.”

Wang Shan bowed and brought some news that wasn’t too good.

“Your Majesty!

The task of moving the minor heavens is proceeding smoothly, but there is some trouble here.

“Our manpower is insufficient.

When moving a minor heaven, the resistance is immense.

It’s not the same as moving mountains and overturning seas; we have to clash with the power of the Heavenly Dao.

“If it weren’t for Immortal Huanglong transforming into his true form and just managing to move one minor heaven forward slowly, I’m afraid it would take us a hundred years to bring back even one minor heaven.

“Even with Immortal Huanglong helping, it would still take more than a decade.”

Li Ping’an leaned back slightly, this was indeed beyond his expectations.

Accomplishing something was indeed troublesome.

Fenghou spoke softly beside him: “To push a minor heaven forward, it requires a large number of powerful experts, and ones with great strength and robust bodies at that…”

Li Ping’an’s spirit stirred slightly, he smiled and said: “After Minister Feng returns, could you please have my senior brother write a letter to be sent to the lands of the Dragon Clan outside heaven?

Say that I need a group of battle dragons, willing to pay them with the merits of the Heavenly Dao.”

“This…”

Fenghou pondered while stroking his beard:

“The Dragon Clan has too much karma, and most of them are haughty by nature.

“However, the ancient heavens were shattered by the Dragon Clan, and now that Your Majesty wants to revitalize the territories outside heaven and bring together all the minor heavens, having the Dragon Clan do this tough job is more than appropriate.

“It’s just unclear how the Dragon Clan will react.”

“Let’s give it a try,” said Li Ping’an, “if it’s possible, then all the better.

If not, I’ll think of other methods.

The gaps between the minor heavens are still a problem.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Now it was Feng Zhansiang’s turn to report, and this short-haired female general finally brought some news that was quite good.

“Your Majesty, the Misty Realm has now included a total of forty-nine million two thousand seven hundred and more Dao Soldiers, all of whom have taken a diluted Fountain of Youth and are beginning a rebirth transformation.

“The Dao Soldiers are dispersed among twelve thousand temples, and the monks of each temple have received instructions from two Mountain Gods, dedicating their full attention to their care.

“In addition, the villages near each temple have been very responsive, with numerous couples intending to adopt the celestial children rushing to the temples.”

Li Ping’an spoke with gravity: “These Dao Soldiers turned into celestial children are the foundation of the Heavenly Court.

Order Tian Hu and Master Lai to notify all the temples that the couples adopting the newborn celestial children must be kind-hearted.

Those with a history of evil deeds or bad reputations must not be allowed to adopt.”

“Yes!”

Feng Zhansiang took the order respectfully.

However, Wang Shan spoke up: “Your Majesty, we should still dispatch troops quickly to occupy some minor heavens full of the five elements.

Millions of celestial children are starting their cultivation, and the amount of Spiritual Energy they need is likely to be colossal.”

Fenghou laughed: “His Excellency the Heavenly Emperor has already anticipated this, which is why I am here.”

People were somewhat puzzled.

A sigh from the depths of Li Ping’an’s heart, as he knew Fenghou was giving him credit.

Fenghou spoke slowly: “I have brought thirty-six Great Dragon Spirit Veins, all excavated from some incomplete element heavens outside heaven in the ancient times.

Well, I shall go and set them up, planting the Ascending Dragon Array in the Misty Realm!”

Everyone was greatly encouraged, and Li Ping’an shook his head with a smile.

Naturally, this was arranged by Xuanyuan Huangdi; Fenghou himself probably wouldn’t dare to make such a decision.

Thus, the imminent peril of the Misty Realm could be resolved; they just needed to wait for a response from the Dragon Clan, or find another method to move the heavens.

Li Ping’an had not expected, that after a clash between the Jie Sect and the Western Sect, the Western Sect would retreat so decisively.

Next, he could quietly engage in development within the Misty Realm.

‘Will the Dragon Clan agree to come and help?’

Li Ping’an pondered, looking at the drifting white clouds outside the palace gate, somewhat lost in thought.

…

Thus, six years later.

…

Back to peace in the main Desolate Era world, within the immense Immortal Palaces atop the vast forest in the mist-infused Northern Kurulu Continent, wrapped by the malignant aura of the Xuan Turtle,

Mo Linyuan, dressed in a green robe and wearing a green turban, was humming a little tune, sewing who knows how many golden robes.

On the light green walls around him, figures without a single strand of hair on their bodies stood quietly, their bodies partly submerged into the walls of the palace, as if slowly being digested by the hall.

“Heh.”

A cold chuckle suddenly arose from outside the hall.

Mo Linyuan suddenly looked up, a look of astonishment crossing his aged face, as the figures on the walls quickly submerged and disappeared into the walls.

By the palace doorway, there stood a cold-faced old Daoist with a walking stick and carrying a Great Gourd, striding inside.

“Old Mo, long time no see.”

“Oh!” exclaimed Mo Linyuan with surprise, “Your Honor!

How come you’re here!”