Immortal Father
Chapter 938 - 938 327 Golden Crow Comes Knocking Request for Monthly Votes

938: Chapter 327: Golden Crow Comes Knocking [Request for Monthly Votes] 938: Chapter 327: Golden Crow Comes Knocking [Request for Monthly Votes] Golden Crow’s Ten Sons?

Daoist Luya?

Li Ping’an, using the power of his Primordial Spirit, glanced at his father and saw him chatting and laughing with several Loose Cultivators.

He headed towards the newly built Loose Cultivator town and decided not to hurry to disturb his father.

He entrusted a wisp of his Primordial Spirit to a white cloud, following his father drifting towards the town.

He stayed fully alert, watching Mo Linyuan approaching briskly.

Li Ping’an took out a cushion from his sleeve, placed it in front of him, and with a flick of his finger, he crushed a Jade Talisman in his hand.

Both Immortal Guiling and Immortal Huanglong were alerted;

Two masters were already paying attention to this place, quietly approaching Li Ping’an.

Mo Linyuan arrived, bowed respectfully, then sat down on the cushion, revealing a slightly ‘smug’ smile.

“Your Majesty, I encountered the Ten Sons of the Golden Crow around seven or eight hours ago.

Using my Da Luo cultivation and the power of the Heavenly Dao, I risked my life to use extreme speed Divine Skills to arrive here to report to you in person!”

Li Ping’an nodded with a smile, speaking gently, “What did the Ten Sons of the Golden Crow look for you for?”

“This…”

Mo Linyuan seemed somewhat hesitant.

Li Ping’an said, “It’s okay if it’s inconvenient to say.”

“Not inconvenient at all, not at all!”

Mo Linyuan earnestly said,

“I fear that you might overthink it, Your Majesty.

Please do not overthink, as the Heavenly Dao is thriving and the West is retreating.

This place is where your dragon rises!

“You just need to proceed step by step, and the Heavenly Dao will help you clear all obstacles.

“The reason the Ten Sons sought me was not to repay the favor of saving him back then.

“He came to inquire about…

the Ancient Heavenly Dao.”

Ancient Heavenly Dao?

Inner Heavenly Dao?

Li Ping’an became alert.

He had also not stopped pondering the warning given by Houtu in the past few years, which is that the Heavenly Dao has internal and external divisions, and the Heavenly Court has north and south, with the Southern Heavenly Court corresponding to the Divine Court of the Southern Continent.

The Inner and Outer Heavenly Dao should relate to the Ancient Heavenly Dao.

Li Ping’an kept his expression unchanged but decided to test Mo Linyuan, speaking slowly,

“I do know about this matter.

The Ancient Heavenly Dao was sealed by Emperor Jun using a great formation, and the operation of today’s Heavenly Dao sometimes gets affected by it.”

Mo Linyuan bowed with a smile, “Truly nothing can be hidden from you.”

Li Ping’an asked, “Then why does Daoist Luya seek the Ancient Heavenly Dao?

Could it be that he also aspires to the position of the Heavenly Emperor?”

“He?

You worry too much.”

A hint of disdain crossed Mo Linyuan’s aged face as he spoke indifferently,

“His Divine Skills are strong now because the bloodline of the Three-legged Golden Crow is inherently strong, and he absorbed the leftover measures of Emperor Jun—essentially the essence of the Fusang Tree.

Even with strong power, he doesn’t understand the heavenly numbers or timings.

“Now that the Human Race has risen, the Heavenly Dao protects the common people and repelling all masters is an established fact.

“He seeks the gateway connected to the Ancient Heavenly Dao, actually hoping to rescue the remnants of his parents’ souls.

The Ancient Heavenly Court had once actively suppressed the Heavenly Dao, and Emperor Jun, Xihe, and Wangshu, the Heavenly Emperor and Heavenly Empress, once held high positions within the Heavenly Dao.

“His Highness the Ten Suns merely aims to save his parents.”

Li Ping’an was slightly moved.

Mo Linyuan continued, “But Your Majesty, you must be cautious of the two treasures in His Highness’s possession.”

Li Ping’an offhandedly said, “The Nail Head Seven Arrows Book and the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife?

I’ve long been aware of this.

The Nail Head Seven Arrows Book is a treacherous item made from the resentful energy of the Golden Crow’s carcass after Houyi shot the suns, and the gourd of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife itself is an Innate Spiritual Treasure, coming from a significant origin.

It was also honed by the sharp essence of the nine sun-shooting divine arrows.

Just call upon the treasure, and the knife can take the life of a master, and even a Great One Golden Immortal cannot escape.”

Mo Linyuan’s expression turned slightly numb.

Then, his eyes grew more reflective as he murmured, “You indeed know everything, as the Heavenly Dao stands behind you.”

He added, “Your Majesty, I have reported what I needed to.

Do you have any other commands?

As an Old Minister of the Ancient Heavenly Court, and yet to establish any merits, it’s not appropriate for me to stay long with you.”

Li Ping’an’s gaze sharpened.

Mo Linyuan suddenly realized that he could hardly meet the gaze of the Heavenly Emperor before him.

A vast Dao seemed to penetrate his Dao heart.

Li Ping’an asked softly, “Senior, do you know where the gateway that connects to the Ancient Heavenly Dao is located?”

“Ah, this…”

Mo Linyuan’s throat trembled slightly, quickly saying, “I, I actually…

But this matter…”

He stuttered, unable to articulate a full explanation.

“It’s fine if it’s inconvenient to say.”

Li Ping’an spoke warmly,

“Senior must have your own difficulties.

Thank you for coming to deliver this message this time.”

Mo Linyuan’s aged face was full of gratitude.

But Li Ping’an always felt that this fellow was mostly acting.

Mo Linyuan cried out, “Your Majesty’s benevolence, I am at a loss of how to repay!

You can rest assured, only wait for the return of the Six Great Masters to achieve sainthood, and when the Heavenly Dao gains these six foundations, the remnants of the Ancient Heavenly Dao will instantly cease to exist!”

Li Ping’an nodded, gesturing with a light wave of his hand, “Go back.”

“Yes!”

Mo Linyuan stood up, took several backward steps, then turned and briskly walked away.

Only after walking a hundred paces did he turn into a beam of dark light and vanish.

Two figures emerged from the woods.

The tall, skinny, golden-haired middle-aged Daoist was none other than Immortal Huanglong, who had recently made progress with the Jie Sect’s Jiexian and had even hand-in-hand watched the sunset on the shores of the Misty Realm;

The other, a clever and cute young girl wearing a green short skirt, with her hair styled in twin loop buns and sporting the latest fashion sandals, was none other than Guilingling.

Li Ping’an had previously used a Jade Talisman to notify these two to come, specifically to guard against this old raven.

Guilingling tilted her head and muttered, “Something doesn’t quite add up…”

Li Ping’an looked himself up and down, puzzled, “What doesn’t add up?”