Immortal Father
Chapter 97 - 97 44 Heading East_2

97: Chapter 44 Heading East_2 97: Chapter 44 Heading East_2 Li Ping’an carefully examined the disc.

This time’s plan should be feasible.

Only by solving the “Energy Storage” problem could his “Immortal Armor Project” truly be implemented.

Li Ping’an took a deep breath, pointed at the hidden Liuying Baoyu in the upper left corner of the great hall, and announced loudly:

“Immortal Armor Project, D-Type Energy Core, Experiment number thirty-nine.”

He cautiously approached the table, lifted his hands with some effort, and drew three gold Spirit Stones the size of fingernails from the floating ring Magic Artifact, gently letting them fall into the last three slots of the disc.

As the three golden Spirit Stones neared, all the colorful Spirit Stones on the disc were simultaneously activated, causing the disc to tremble lightly;

The Spirit Stones vibrated continuously, and the base of the disc revealed prohibitive patterns finer than human hair by tenfold.

Li Ping’an pressed down on the Spirit Stones, moving slower and slower, his Spiritual Sense, honed in the later stages of the Void Refinement Realm, penetrated every part of the disc, monitoring the state of each miniature formation.

The disc began to vibrate at high speed, as if trying to escape to the side; several beams of immortal light shot out from the base of the stone table, firmly locking the disc in place.

——The furniture that remained in this great hall was certainly not ordinary.

The Spirit Stones were about to enter the slots!

Li Ping’an sharply inhaled.

He who hesitates is lost, success or failure hinged on this one move!

“Set!”

He sprayed green Mana from his fingertips, forcefully pressed down the three Spirit Stones, and just as he heard a crack, the great hall went silent for an instant, and the disc fell into a strange stillness.

Did it…, did it work?

The Spiritual Power channels are stable?

The simulated meridians constructed inside can now maintain the flow of Spiritual Power on their…

own…

Something’s wrong!

Just as the eyes behind Li Ping’an’s face mask revealed a hint of joy, his Dao Heart suddenly triggered an alarm, and his body, quicker than his mind, shot backward, his Spiritual Sense that had entered the disc unable to withdraw in time.

Buzz, boom!

The disc suddenly collapsed inward, a burst of colorful Spiritual Power erupted, filling the whole great hall in an instant.

“Damn it!”

Li Ping’an’s figure heavily crashed against the immortal-light flickering wall, letting out a loud shout.

From the undamaged iron Immortal Armor, Li Ping’an spat out a mouthful of black smoke, then suddenly grinned, turned his head, and passed out.

Rumbling——

The mountain was trembling faintly.

In the rear hall of the cave dwelling, where flowers and plants were spread across the floor of the Heavenly Immortal’s bedroom, Qing Su in a white dress opened her eyes and tilted her head slightly.

The disciple was fiddling with his queer Magic Artifacts again.

Two years were not enough to leave any marks of time on the face of a Heavenly Immortal.

Qing Su slowly got up, the skirt of her dress suffused with immortal light flowing down like water to her feet, as she directly disappeared into the ground, not long before she fetched the stunned Li Ping’an back to the front hall and placed him on the lounge chair.

Li Ping’an was not seriously injured, only his Primordial Soul had been struck.

Since an Immortal Treasure was protecting the vicinity of his Primordial Soul, there were no injuries left.

Qing Su summoned a stream of water to wash the ash from Li Ping’an’s face, watched her disciple for a while, and then left, heading towards Caiyun Peak.

…

On the top of a newly constructed group of Immortal Palaces in the southeast corner of the sect’s main gate.

The Immortal Palaces here, compared to the caves Li Ping’an dug underground, were much more impressive, with glazed Immortal tiles and carved beams and painted rafters everywhere.

Sect disciples hurried in and out of the various palaces, and as the Formation enveloping the place opened and closed, the ringing noise came and went, a scene of bustling activity.

This place was the newly established cash cow of Wanyun Sect for the past two years, the Treasure Basin—Castcloud Hall.

The central Immortal Palace was quieter, with a wooden plaque reading [Castcloud Hall] hanging at the door, and within were rows of long tables, behind which sat the permanent external affairs managers of Castcloud Hall, diligently writing.

In the northwest corner of the great hall;

The square area between the screen and the window was filled with warm sunlight.

The slightly plump Yuan Immortal in a brown wide robe sat behind a desk full of Jade Talismans, meditating with a trace of immortal light flickering between his brows.

Suddenly, he sighed contentedly as his Dao Body emitted waves of immortal light that he casually quelled.

“Broke through again.”

Li Dazhi shook his head, then gauged the time, planning to go see his son later to pass on some techniques, and also to bring some cultivation resources to his son.

In the past two years, the sect’s rewards of Spirit Stones and treasures were more than enough for ten Heavenly Immortals to cultivate for a thousand years.

He was merely a Third Grade Yuan Immortal, with many big steps away from a Ninth Grade True Immortal, and the higher the realm, the slower the breakthroughs, so there was no need for so many Spirit Stones and treasures.

The Storage Treasures were almost filling up.

“Let’s finish up this work first.”

Li Dazhi picked up the Jade Talisman he was reviewing and continued to check all of the accounts from last month.

Suddenly, a report came from outside: “Hall Master, Manager Wang seeks an audience.”

“Come in.”

Li Dazhi had to set down the Jade Talisman again, showing a slight smile.

A delicate figure appeared behind the screen, dressed in a pink and white short skirt, long hair tied into twin ring buns, performing a respectful gesture of request.

It was Wen Ling’er.

Xinhuai Wang, the manager, hurried in, activated the Formation, and walked straight to Li Dazhi, giving a respectful bow.

“Master Dazhi…”

“What is it?

Just sit.”

“Yes,” Xinhuai Wang’s square face showed some difficulty, “Elder Yansheng sent me here with a matter that’s quite tricky, we might need you to step in.”

Li Dazhi, settled in the armchair made by his own son, asked, “What’s the matter?

Isn’t the sect very peaceful these past few months?”

“There’s no big issue within the sect, it’s like this…”

Xinhuai Wang said:

“Sea Watch Sect, one of the top ten sects on the Path of Immortality in the East Continent, has invited our Wanyun Sect to participate in a disciple training between six sects.”