Immortal Father
Chapter 962 - 962 335 Accidentally Breaking the Calamity Plot Third Update_2

962: Chapter 335: Accidentally Breaking the Calamity Plot [Third Update]_2 962: Chapter 335: Accidentally Breaking the Calamity Plot [Third Update]_2 “Rise,” Jade Pool’s voice carried a hint of languor, “Earlier, hidden in the shadows, were you able to see what happened?”

Several maids hurriedly nodded, then their pretty faces paled.

They had witnessed their master flirtatiously bickering with the prospective Heavenly Emperor; surely their memories wouldn’t be destroyed…

Jade Pool frowned and asked, “Tell me, the punishment I meted out to him at the end, was it too harsh?

Although he is mature and stable, and acts with composure, he is after all only in the Realm of Heavenly Immortal, not yet possessing a Golden Immortal Body.”

The maids simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

An immortal maid forced an ugly smile and said, “Master, it should be fine, the Heavenly Emperor has the protection of the Heavenly Dao.”

“Indeed,” Jade Pool nodded with satisfaction, “Now there’s no need to worry too much.

Later, aiding him in unifying the small outer worlds will alleviate my many concerns.”

The maidens exchanged glances.

They all noticed the clear change in their master over the past few years.

All of a sudden, Jade Pool said, “Go and summon Mu Cilin, prepare some wine and feast.

I’d like to have a good talk with her.”

“Yes!”

The maidens bowed their heads to take the orders, and two of them turned to leave.

Jade Pool smiled with narrowed eyes.

Before, she simply thought that by helping Mu Cilin cultivate and prolong life, she was doing a good deed, offering a small favor to the Human Race.

Unexpectedly, today it proved enormously useful.

“Hmph, your mother-in-law is one of my named disciples, and yet you still want to compete with me.”

The remaining two maids, each bowing their head, found it quite an effort to suppress their laughter at the thought of the previous laughter and pleas for mercy that had filled this hall.

…

Forty-nine days later,

“Why…”

Calamity Lord slumped in a wooden chair inside the large tent, his gaze somewhat vacant.

In front of the desk, more than a dozen heads rolled on the ground, their blood not yet dry, still showing the horror of their final moments.

Inside and outside the tent, hundreds of fiends were silent as cicadas in winter.

Calamity Lord murmured,

“It shouldn’t be like this…

My ingenious plan, my thorough arrangements, all wasted?

Which link leaked the news, when the real plan was only known by eight beings?

“Did the sky-covering formation fail to block the Heavenly Dao’s investigation?

“Could it truly be that fate cannot be defied?”

Next to him, Daoist Mosquito said solemnly, “Lord, could it be…”

Calamity Lord lethargically raised his hand, “Mosquito and Heavenly Cicada stay.”

The rest of the fiends promptly saluted and withdrew.

After a while, layers of light enveloped the large tent.

Calamity Lord continued to slump there with a vacant stare, rubbing his forehead.

Daoist Mosquito said, “Lord, could it be Jiuling Yuansheng or Black Flood Dragon King who leaked the information?”

“It’s unlikely to be them, it’s unlikely that the beings present at the discussion would leak the information.”

Calamity Lord spoke in a measured tone,

“Think about it, if Xuanyuan Huangdi or Li Ping’an knew of our plan, what would they do?

“They would certainly employ a counter-strategy.

“They are the kind who would think, ‘If the enemy wants to plot against me, then I must plot back.’ They wouldn’t just simply hide away.

“Or perhaps, the information we received was wrong from the start, and we’ve been played by that old thing in Holy Mother Palace.”

Heavenly Cicada said softly, “Roc Bird has been lurking in Holy Mother Palace for a while, that head maid opened the door for him and arranged the cover…

If the other party intended to set a trap, and lure Roc Bird into it, they would have made their move by now.”

“It’s inscrutable.”

Calamity Lord looked at the dozen or so heads on the ground, then scoffed coldly,

“There are so many spies of the Human Race within the Hundred Clans, all of them Golden Immortal realm Demon Kings…

These plant spirits truly are not of the same kind as the meat-eating Demon Kings.

“Nevertheless, this time hasn’t been without gains.”

Daoist Mosquito asked, “Lord, should we recall Roc Bird?

Holy Mother Palace is no place for a long stay.”

“Recall.”

Calamity Lord shook his head,

“The third step of the plan cannot be executed, but the first two steps must still proceed.

“Mosquito, Heavenly Cicada, go inform Roc Bird and Daoist Luya to return.

We will prepare to launch a surprise attack on Xuanyuan Palace shortly.

“I had only two or three parts in ten confidence in assassinating Li Ping’an; it is an invisible contest against the Heavenly Dao, difficult to succeed.

“Just by Roc and Daoist Luya making a move, it is as if they have sent their allegiance to the West, after that, they will no longer be able to stand with the Heavenly Court.

“Daoist Luya holds two treasures in his hands, backed by the remnants of the Ancient Heavenly Court, which is crucial to our next grand plan.

“Roc descends from the Phoenix Clan, with a powerful Peacock supporting him.

The Peacock possesses the Five-Colored Divine Light and Innate Five Elements Qi; the power of the Five-Colored Divine Light can compare to the Qibao Mi Tree of the Second Master, and also commands the remnants of the ancient Phoenix elders.

“They both understand my intentions, which is why they agreed to the stealthy strike on Li Ping’an.

“Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth are about to enter the era of the Six Saints, only by siding with a Saint can one get a chance to breathe.

The Taoist Sect will peak and decline, and the West will surely rise.

“Letting them attack Xuanyuan Palace, the effect may be less, but it still signifies their allegiance to us.

“This Li Ping’an, truly tough to deal with.”

Heavenly Cicada said with a smile, “Lord your strategies are unparalleled in the world.”

“If I were truly unbeatable, I wouldn’t just be the second disciple.”

Calamity Lord swore irritably,

“Go now!

Delay brings risks!

Stop flattering me…

I’m going to check on Chiyou’s head, lately that guy’s head is getting less and less reliable.”

“Yes!”

…

Half a day later.

In the city gate tower of Western Continent’s Dingxi, where Xuanyuan Huangdi was usually stationed,

Li Ping’an, who had not appeared despite being waited on by the Western Sect for over two months, transformed into a mosquito and quietly drifted to the outside of the actively discussing study room, revealing his true form behind the screen.