Immortal Father
Chapter 990 - 990 345 Kong Xuan Plans a Sneak Attack

990: Chapter 345: Kong Xuan Plans a Sneak Attack 990: Chapter 345: Kong Xuan Plans a Sneak Attack The green feather in the temple not only failed to trigger the sword intent left by the Sect Hierarch, but also did not trigger any warnings from the Heavenly Dao.

Having bid a reluctant farewell to Ningning Mu, Li Ping’an sat in the main hall of the Heavenly Court’s residence, gazing at the dragon reliefs on the two stone pillars outside the hall door.

They were true dragons;

And also elite combat dragons of the Dragon Clan;

With his permission, they guarded the gates of the Heavenly Court, earning good favor for the Dragon Clan from the Heavenly Court.

It was also because of this force joining the Misty Realm that Li Ping’an dared to launch an expansion campaign now.

Li Ping’an murmured, “I wonder how Brother Xuanyuan’s injuries are, I’m quite worried about him.”

“Oh, he must be fine!”

Guilingling appeared beside him, hopping onto the desk and swinging her legs back and forth.

She said cheerfully, “My cousin is after all a Daluo Golden Immortal, and also a Great Fate Holder from the ancient times of the Human Race!

His over three thousand wives will also protect him.”

However, Li Ping’an expressed his concern:

“I’ve heard several seniors explain the origins of Great Fortune.

“The so-called Great Fate Holder is actually selected by the Heavenly Dao, a being that must fulfill a certain major event.

“Like Brother Xuanyuan, his mission from the Heavenly Dao is to become the Human Emperor and lead the Human Race to prosperity; after his ancient victory over Chiyou, his own Great Fortune has almost been exhausted.”

Guilingling tilted her head and muttered, “So does your dad’s Great Fortune disappear after the Dao Immortal Tribulation?”

“It should.”

Li Ping’an stated seriously:

“Don’t go back to the Jie Sect and talk nonsense!

“There’s also a saying, if a Great Fate Holder is forcibly killed by someone, their tribulation will multiply.”

“The previous sneak attack by the Western Sect on my father was to provoke the Heavenly Dao and ignite a greater Dao Immortal Tribulation.”

“In recent years, my father has been staying in Dong’an City, the Casting Cloud Sect, and the Holy Mother Palace, sneaking around carefully each time he goes out, carrying a dozen Spiritual Treasures on him.”

Guilingling nodded slowly, mumbling, “So, if our Jie Sect gets along well with your father, does that mean we could lose fewer fellow disciples when the Dao Immortal Tribulation breaks out?”

Li Ping’an shook his head, “That’s hard to say, although I have some speculations about the Dao Immortal Tribulation, I can’t be certain if it will unfold as I anticipate.”

“Heh, then let’s not think about these anymore!”

Guilingling smacked her lips:

“After all, our Jie Sect isn’t afraid, fighting against heaven and earth, seizing a chance for survival!

“It just feels like, in recent years, our Jie Sect and the Chan Teaching have kind of reversed their roles, right?”

“How so?”

Li Ping’an casually responded.

He took out the Xuanyuan sword token and scabbard that he hadn’t used for a long time, considering how to use them as a suitable excuse to lend these two treasures to his master for protection.

His master had to act as a main warrior for the Celestial Court, joining forces with Feng Zhansiang to fight against a road full of demons;

As his disciple, he truly could not rest easy.

Guilingling said solemnly:

“Our Jie Sect was originally intended to oppose the heavens.

“Now following you as the Heavenly Emperor, are we acting as agents of heaven?

“The Chan Teaching was originally about elucidating The Great Dao, explicating the Heavenly Dao, why sometimes they even start making trouble with the Heavenly Court?”

Li Ping’an fell silent, he thought deeply and realized truly that seemed to be the case.

Where did this change occur?

“Perhaps, it’s because our New Heavenly Court is different from the past,”

Li Ping’an said thus.

Outside the hall, over a dozen streaks of flowing light fell, Wang Shan stepped forward to report that three divisions of troops had already deployed, with experts from various paths rapidly transporting troops, rushing to three minor realms.

Li Ping’an rose up, his silk Daoist Robe fluttering like flowing water.

He looked down at himself, feeling he should also get a set of imposing armor later, then lifted the Xuanyuan sword token, grabbed the scabbard, hid Guiling in his sleeve, and stepped out of the gateway.

The dragon reliefs on the stone pillars outside turned simultaneously, twelve majestic dragons bowing to the Heavenly Emperor.

Over a dozen Great Witches and Immortals bowed to the Heavenly Emperor at the same time.

Li Ping’an raised his hand in support, casually handing over the Xuanyuan sword token and scabbard to his master.

Qing Su asked, “Are you not using these two treasures anymore?”

“Master, I am now protected by the power of the Heavenly Dao,” Li Ping’an said, “However, these were conferred by brother Xuanyuan back then, I cannot give them away, but please use them as you need.”

“Okay,” Qing Su casually responded, playing with what seemed to be the umpteenth generation of the Xuanyuan sword’s scabbard, a gleam of interest in her eyes.

She too was a lover of swords.

Li Ping’an instructed: “All units deploy, proceed as planned.”

The assembled Immortals and Witches bowed in unison, expressing their obeisance: “Yes!”

Shortly thereafter, streams of light flew out of the Misty Realm.

The Witch Clan, not adept at swift flight, rode the Silver Shuttle, driven by a Human Race Golden Immortal, pursuing clouds and splitting fog, rushing to the southern realm.

Following the old rules, Immortal Huanglong transformed into a thread on Li Ping’an’s shoulder, Guilingling transformed into her small original form and burrowed into Li Ping’an’s sleeve, the trusted aides Xing He and Xinghan transformed into pouches, while Luo Xuejing transformed into a sword tassel hanging below the pouches.

Just as Li Ping’an was about to move, he suddenly felt something stirring in his heart.

He looked up toward the edge of the sky and land in the Misty Realm.

It seemed there was a figure quietly watching him.

But upon closer inspection, there was only distant mountains like ink, with misty clouds, no trace of any figure, and the Heavenly Dao also detected no abnormalities.

‘An illusion?’

Li Ping’an stood still for a while, feeling somewhat uneasy, and before leaving, he decided to check the state of the Roc Bird.

The direction of that gaze was precisely where the Roc Bird was confined.

“What’s wrong?” Guilingling asked quietly.

“Just a bit worried,” Li Ping’an smiled, “No worries, just came to have a look.”

Behind the temple, the bald young man sat in front of the Dragon Pillar;