Immortal Father
Chapter 78 - 78 37 Emerging Prominently Third Update_2

78: Chapter 37: Emerging Prominently [Third Update]_2 78: Chapter 37: Emerging Prominently [Third Update]_2 This disciple was merely acting on orders;

Li Ping’an had just seen the back of Elder Bi, who had brushed his sleeves and left the viewing platform, and his Daoist heart was quite refreshed.

Refreshed as he might be, Li Ping’an had already begun to ponder at the bottom of his heart how to resolve the “threat” from a Heavenly Immortal Qi Cultivator who was an Inner Sect Elder.

The threat from Moyi, the Vice Sect Leader’s small faction, was growing larger and larger.

But now, there was an opportunity…

He said, “Everyone is just a bit impulsive because of their youth, I need to restore my mana first.”

“Please!

Let’s drink and chat freely after the grand competition is over!”

Li Ping’an closed his eyes and concentrated, beginning to earnestly absorb the power of the Elixir Pills.

Behind him, a spot of Ice Blue Immortal Light appeared.

Qing Su had arrived behind him at some point, standing with his hands behind his back, his figure akin to a solitary orchid in a deserted valley.

…

Meanwhile, in the center of the viewing platform.

“Daoist Friend Dazhi, the young nephew Ping’an has such enlightenment, it is indeed remarkable,” one said.

“So young yet he has comprehended Wanyun Sect’s secret techniques, and has even created his own magical combat moves.

With his Light Condensation Realm, he easily defeated a peak Void Refinement disciple.

Why don’t we have even half a disciple like that in our mountain gate?”

“To speak truly, it’s Daoist Friend Dazhi who is more astonishing, a Yuan Immortal in just three years!”

“No wonder your Wanyun Sect has kept its doors tightly closed these past two years.

Is it because you no longer trust even us?

Hahaha!”

In the laughter of several fellow Sect Leaders, the Wanyun Sect Leader was grinning so much his mouth could barely close.

Li Dazhi’s mouth was nearly splitting to his ears as he laughed and clasped his hands together, “Senior predecessors, you flatter me too much, too much!

This son of mine just likes to tinker with things randomly, he might have some enlightenment, but as a young person, his heart is not yet stable.

We can’t let him hear such praise; otherwise, he might start to float off into the sky.”

“That’s not right; the young nephew Ping’an behaves with moderation and propriety; he’s truly a dragon and phoenix among men!”

“Brother Yun Mo?

Does this little friend Ping’an have a Dao companion?”

A Dao companion?

Sect Leader Yun Mo looked at Li Dazhi.

Li Dazhi’s thoughts shifted subtly.

Although he couldn’t understand the meaning behind the Sect Leader’s gaze, marriages of alliance usually ended up sacrificing the happiness of those being married off…

Li Dazhi said with a smile, “This kid Ping’an is wholeheartedly devoted to the Dao.

He also told me that a Dao companion would only affect his cultivation progress.

He’s thinking of becoming an Immortal as soon as possible to make greater contributions to the sect and doesn’t plan to consider the matter of a Dao companion until after becoming an Immortal.”

“Admirable temperament, truly admirable!”

“Alas, my Yuan Sect is currently troubled both externally and internally.

If we could have a few more disciples like this, it’s not impossible to turn our fortunes around.

It’s just my inability that’s to blame…”

Sect Leader Yun Mo sighed, “The rise and fall of a sect are hard to predict, Dao brother, you shouldn’t blame yourself too much.”

The topic here turned to the current situation of the Yuan Sect.

Li Dazhi hurriedly contained his smile, sitting behind the Sect Leader and listening with furrowed brows.

The Sect Leader had arranged for him to be here, watching and listening, so he naturally wanted to seize the opportunity to learn and seek improvement.

Having witnessed his own son fight against that Void Refinement disciple today, Li Dazhi had completely understood.

In the current situation, it was no longer possible for him to retire unscathed if he so wished.

Sometimes, if you don’t strive to surge forward, you will be ruthlessly stepped on, even if you have no intention of harming others; yet others may not be devoid of the intention to harm you.

To not compete is to passively destroy oneself.

Let’s not mention Li Dazhi secretly steeling himself;

Nor discuss Ningning Mu being surrounded by several senior sisters, who were purposely jabbing at her thin skin with that Pagoda;

In the corner of the western cloud platform, a young female cultivator with double buns and a petite figure was gazing complexly at the disciples competing on the stage.

Wen Ling sighed softly.

From watching the battles of the people’s list up to now, she had completely understood why Inner Sect Disciples were called the favored children of the heavens and why disciples like herself, who performed miscellaneous chores, were not valued by the sect.

The gap was simply too large.

In the town where Wen Ling originally lived, she earned quite a lot of Spirit Stones, and Wanyun Sect was always generous to disciples like her who did chores, providing plenty of Elixir Pills and Magic Artifacts;

She had always felt that her pace of cultivation was not too slow.

As long as she reached the Merge True Realm within three hundred years and continued her lifespan, there would be a slim chance to tread the path of the Immortals.

But now, Wen Ling’s Daoist heart was greatly shaken.

Were all Inner Sect Disciples monsters?

The ones fighting in today’s magical combat were all disciples who had joined within the last ten years.

Suddenly, Wen Ling understood why her master gave her only the status of a “named disciple.”

It wasn’t that her master wanted her only to do chores, but rather, her innate talent was not even second-rate.

“Alas, my master has been quite good to me, after all.”

Following that, Wen Ling’er’s thoughts drifted to the task her master had given her, and her gaze shifted to the sky, where visions of Li Ping’an casting spells midair surged in her heart.

‘Can I really latch onto this big thigh?’ she wondered.

Wen Ling’er continued to stare blankly at the fighting platform.

She had a lot on her mind already and had watched the previous magical combat, but she had lost interest in continuing to watch the matches, sitting there lost in thought, her mind wandering far away.

After some time passed, Wen Ling’er’s eyes became more spirited, all because that Condensed Light Realm disciple had once again stepped onto the platform.

Wen Ling’er looked at Li Ping’an’s handsome face, and his voice echoed in her ears like a bewitching sound, lingering long in her spirit platform.

‘Isn’t he using that very powerful Explosive Magic Artifact Technique anymore?’ she thought to herself, quietly watching his figure wielding a spear weaving in and out on the platform.

Li Ping’an’s magical combat, as well as the following few bouts, only involved using spear formations and talisman arrays.

Although he won more than he lost, he still ended up losing two matches.

When the local leaderboard battles concluded, Li Ping’an ranked seventh, with his five stages of Condensed Light Realm cultivation placing him amidst a group of late-stage Void Refinement Realm disciples.

Wen Ling’er sat in the corner with her chin propped on her hands, her eyes unfailingly following Li Ping’an, watching him chat and laugh with the talented disciples from other Immortal sects, watching him converse intimately with his dazzling junior sister, watching him report respectfully to his Heavenly Immortal master.

Gradually, the chaotic thoughts in Wen Ling’er’s heart dissipated.

The first day of the grand assembly came to an end, and the Outer Sect disciples began to exit the venue.

Wen Ling’er turned her head searching for Li Ping’an, only to see him and a somewhat portly middle-aged Immortal ascending into the clouds.

‘This must be the Great Fortune Disciple of the Golden Immortal ancestor that master mentioned,’ she thought.

Suddenly, Li Ping’an looked down, and their gazes met across the considerable distance.

Li Ping’an showed a slight smile and nodded gently at Wen Ling’er.

Wen Ling’er was startled for a moment and quickly bowed in return, but by the time she looked up again, Li Ping’an and his father had vanished.

A female disciple nearby asked, “Sister Wen, what’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing, nothing, I just spaced out for a bit,” Wen Ling’er said, hastening her words and then soaring into the sky, joining the queue of Outer Sect disciples, feeling a bit of joy in her heart.

She wondered when her master would arrange for her to go over;

This ‘big thigh,’ she was determined to hold on to!

…

‘Wen Ling’er is also cultivating in the mountains?’ Li Ping’an pondered about Manager Xiaoyue, feeling somewhat uneasy in his heart.

The manager couldn’t be said to be extremely strategic, just full of tricks.

Li Ping’an always felt that the manager had been harboring some plot ever since giving him a Spirit Grass last time.

“Dad,” Li Ping’an called out.

Li Dazhi, who was deep in thought, turned to look: “Hmm, what’s up?

Did you get hurt during the magical combat?”

Li Ping’an replied in dialect, “That didn’t happen, I’m just a bit tired.

The Explosive Spirit Art is too draining on the mind and spirit…

We may have to turn over that Magic Artifact assembly line we’ve been preparing to the Sect sooner than expected.”

“Oh?” Li Dazhi laughed, “I figured out what you were thinking today when you used that spell.

No worries, you make the arrangements and I’ll cover for you.”

“Dad, if we’re going to present a treasure to the Sect, you need to lead the way,” Li Ping’an reminded him, “If it’s just me, it won’t have any effect.

It has to have the benefit of your status.”

“Just go ahead and arrange it.”

Li Dazhi waved his hand dismissively, not very interested in such matters.

Li Ping’an handed over a brocade box to his father, no longer using dialect, and spoke directly, “This was a gift from Elder Xiaoyue during the Outer Sect trial earlier.

Can you take it to Elixir Dust Peak to help refine it into an Elixir that can supplement one’s aptitude?”

“Oh?”

Li Dazhi took the brocade box, his eyes widening,

“This is that Spirit Grass we spent half of last year trying to find…

its age isn’t low either!

It has an exceptional value!”

“What is Manager Xiaoyue implying here?”

Li Ping’an laughed, “It’s a gift from an elder, which I couldn’t refuse, as you’ve taught me, Dad.

Anyway, I owe Elder Xiaoyue a favor now; it’ll be up to you to repay it in the future.”

Li Dazhi burst out laughing, “Normally people pay the debts of their fathers, yet here you are, making the father pay the son’s debts!

Alright, alright, I’ll find an opportunity to reciprocate her gesture!”

“Uncle Dazhi, what is making you so happy?”

“Today, Ping’an was spectacular, really keeping us all in the dark!”

“Hahaha!

Ping’an!

Where did you learn that Explosive Magic Artifact Secret Technique?”

Several greetings came from nearby as a group of Immortals gathered around, looking at the exuberant Li Dazhi and the rising Li Ping’an, each prepared with a plethora of compliments.

Li Ping’an’s Primordial Soul in the spirit platform trembled slightly, and he immediately revealed a refined and elegant smile.

The second round of Immortal Sect socializing, began.

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