Immortal Father
Chapter 982 - 982 342 This Is Called Professionalism_2

982: Chapter 342: This Is Called Professionalism_2 982: Chapter 342: This Is Called Professionalism_2 He didn’t dare to tell the Heavenly Emperor what to do, asking the Heavenly Emperor to refrain from gossiping.

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Regret.

The Roc Bird was filled with regret at this moment.

With a bald forehead and blood-stained prison garments, he sat obediently beneath a Spiritual Treasure prison pillar, his limbs bound by chains.

The restraints on the Roc Bird’s body were all personally set by Zi Yao, stable and secure.

Three sword intents left by the Tongtian Sect Leader hovered not far above the Roc Bird’s head, ready to strike at any moment.

The current face of the Roc Bird had lost its oiliness and actually looked more like a tough man instead, with his innate Dao Body frame slightly on the larger side, a somewhat gaunt face, and that characteristic hooked nose sketching out a ‘still somewhat handsome’ visage.

When Li Ping’an arrived, the Roc Bird was just sitting there with lifeless eyes, motionless.

Zi Yao tossed a Jade Talisman to Li Ping’an and said with hands behind her back: “Will His Majesty not praise me a little?”

“Wise as ice and snow, both talented in literature and martial arts.”

Li Ping’an casually responded and nodded towards the slightly drunk Immortal Huanglong who was soundly asleep to the side.

“How come Uncle Master Huanglong is drunk?”

“I don’t know either,” Zi Yao lightly clicked her tongue, “I only asked Daoist Huanglong to act a bit more intoxicated, but didn’t expect him to really pass out.”

“You have worked hard this time, Fairy.”

Li Ping’an looked at the Roc Bird and wondered, “How come he has no reaction?

Has he become stupid?”

“Hmm?”

Zi Yao glanced over with her phoenix eyes; her gaze landed on the Roc Bird;

The latter began to shudder repeatedly, immediately raising his head to look over.

Clinking and clattering, the chains continuously trembled, and the prison pillar also swayed slightly.

Guilingling, who was drinking tea not far away, immediately grabbed the nearby turtle-shell Great Shield, seemingly ready to come over and give the Roc Bird a few smacks.

But upon closer inspection, Li Ping’an noticed that the Roc Bird was actually frantically retreating, directly fleeing to the other end of the prison pillar, his body constantly shaking, crying out in a weepy tone:

“You, don’t come over!

Queen Mother of the West!

I know I was wrong!

I admit I was wrong, Queen Mother of the West!

I shouldn’t have tried to attack Emperor Li Tian!”

Li Ping’an looked towards Zi Yao.

Zi Yao calmly said, “Your Majesty, there’s no need to worry, this is the aftermath of the Soul-Drowning Technique, his mind is unsettled.”

Li Ping’an asked, “How is the Soul-Drowning Technique performed?”

“Like this…”

Zi Yao’s fair hand swept across, and from her sleeve shot out numerous silver needles, each shimmering with a pale purple immortal light.

The Roc Bird took one look and almost lost his defenses, his eyes filled with resentment but even more so with fear, his voice trembling as he said:

“You can just ask directly if you have questions!

How would you know whether I’ll speak or not if you don’t ask?

“I really haven’t started cooperating with the Western Sect yet, our first task was to attack the Heavenly Emperor, but it failed!

“Our second task is to attack Xuanyuan Palace, planned for one month from now!

“Queen Mother of the West, I have no grudges against you, why torture me like this!”

Li Ping’an and Zi Yao, however, did not pay him any heed.

She laughed and said, “These needles are a medium, causing his Primordial Spirit and Dao Body to simultaneously suffer the agony of being devoured by myriad spirits.

I thought he could last ten hours, but he didn’t even withstand one.”

Li Ping’an nodded, “Put them away.

Since he’s willing to talk now, we in the Heavenly Court still prefer to treat prisoners well.”

“Treat prisoners well?”

Zi Yao blinked, delighted to hear another interesting and reasonable phrase.

She silently reminded Li Ping’an.

If they wanted to subdue the Roc Bird, they needed to use both kindness and severity.

She had already played the villain, and now Li Ping’an just happened to play the part of a benevolent ruler.

Li Ping’an understood and said to Zi Yao with a gentle voice, “Fairy has worked hard too, go back to the Punishment Hall and continue your duties.”

Zi Yao almost couldn’t resist rolling her eyes.

What a ruthless Heavenly Emperor, still urging her to do her official duties!

She puffed the corners of her mouth and huffed, “Your Majesty is busy, Zi Yao takes her leave.

If this Roc Bird disrespects you, just call for me to use the Soul-Drowning Technique, he has indeed consumed not a few living beings.”

Li Ping’an smiled and saluted as he watched her ride the clouds away.

Thereafter, Li Ping’an called out, “Bring over two tables, two cushions, some fine wine, and prepare a few feasts of beast meat.”

The Yaochi Fairy waiting on the side bowed and hurried to arrange everything.

Li Ping’an was in no rush; he just quietly observed the Roc Bird.

After a few fairies had set everything up properly, he then sat down cross-legged and gestured to the Roc Bird to sit down as well.

“Humph!”

The Roc Bird immediately became haughty, with its nostrils facing Li Ping’an, it said coldly:

“Quite the new Heavenly Emperor!

Only knows how to exert power through a woman!”

Li Ping’an turned his head and said, “Go summon Zi…”

“There’s no need!”

The Roc Bird shouted loudly, then lowered its head and sighed, sitting down behind the low table with chains on, and with a bitter laugh said:

“What else can one do in such a situation?

“To fall into the hands of Queen Mother, I have no complaints!”

Li Ping’an brought his fingers together in a sword gesture, using his immortal power to grasp the Immortal Brew Jade Pitcher and poured a cup of wine from afar for the Roc Bird.

The Roc Bird drank up the wine in one go, with a bit more light in its eyes.

Li Ping’an squinted and smiled, “What would be a proper way to address Daoist friend?”

“Heavenly Emperor just calling me Roc is fine,” the Roc Bird saluted, “Previously I wanted to kill you, and now I’m captured by you.

To kill or to flay is entirely at your discretion, but please spare me such torture…

This punishment of the Queen Mother indeed terrifies at the mere mention.”

Li Ping’an said, “Originally, I was thinking of getting rid of Daoist friend, but now the Heavenly Court needs Daoist friend’s Divine Skills; at this moment I am actually hesitating.”

He poured himself a cup of wine, picked up a piece of succulent roasted meat, and slowly chewed it in his mouth.

The Roc Bird kept silent.

Both sides were of course in a contest of wills.

One wanted the Roc Bird to beg for mercy on its own, which would give them the upper hand.

The other determined his usefulness to the Heavenly Court and wanted to earn back a bit of face.

This stalemate continued for the time it took to drink two or three cups of wine.