Immortal Father - Chapter 36.1 - Seeking Humiliation and Getting Humiliation

Seeing Gu Qingcheng begin to comprehend and break through beside Li Ping’an, many Qi Practitioners of the sect started whispering.

“Do you see that? You can gain insights by fighting Li Ping’an. This is his father’s great fortune.”

“I remember that two years ago, there was a deacon in the sect who had been stuck at the peak of the Heaven and Earth Bridge realm. Because of a few words of guidance from Li Ping’an, he directly stepped into the Origin Immortal realm.”

“Really? He’s at the Light Condensation realm and hasn’t completed foundation establishment yet. What guidance can he give? If he’s really so amazing, why hasn’t his cultivation increased?”

“Senior Brother, now that you mention it, I suddenly remember that Fellow Daoist Li Ping’an entered the Flowing Cloud Temple to cultivate in his twenties. He didn’t have a master for three years and only had his father’s guidance. Now, he’s actually at the middle stage of Light Condensation!”

“Hiss!”

“In that case, this kid is really something extraordinary.”

“What’s the big deal? It’s just the great fortune of Ancestral Master Dazhi. I can do it too if I have such a father.”

“Ancestral Master Dazhi is now sitting behind the sect master. He’s really amazing.”

“Ancestral Master Dazhi became an immortal in three years. It’s rare since ancient times. If he can reach the True Immortal realm within a hundred years, there’s basically no suspense about the position of the next sect master.”

“Isn’t there a deputy sect master who wants to be the sect master?”

“I don’t know. Why are we Origin Immortals so idle and thinking about these things? Moreover, being a sect master is so tiring. It’s so comfortable for us to cultivate in the mountains. I wonder what the seniors of the sect are thinking.”

So and so, such and such.

Li Ping’an could occasionally feel the gazes of others, but he didn’t care too much.

From time to time, he would glance at his master, who was meditating on the grandstand, and then at his father, who was behind the sect master. He looked for Junior Sister Mu, who was laughing and joking with female cultivators of Rosy Cloud Peak, and then continued to observe the Battle of the Earth Ranking.

Two hours later, Li Ping’an won another round easily. He had won three matches and lost one.

Beside him, Gu Qingcheng had lost a round because of his sudden breakthrough.

The aura in Gu Qingcheng’s body was slowly rising. He should have broken through the barrier between the eighth and ninth levels of the Void Refinement realm and should wake up soon. He wouldn’t be eliminated because of his sudden breakthrough.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the peaks of the Myriad Cloud Sect, and magic treasure lamps were lit everywhere on Rosy Cloud Peak in advance.

A Heavenly Immortal cast a spell to make the stars in the night sky shine even brighter, illuminating everything and adding a bit of an artistic mood.

In the blink of an eye, it was the fifth round of the competition. Li Ping’an was the first to go on stage.

There seemed to be some commotion beside the arena. Wei Yanzi and two Origin Immortal deacons were surrounding the drawing wheel and frowning about something.

Just as Li Ping’an was about to stand up, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the side and blocked him.

Gu Qingcheng had woken up.

He stood up and bowed. “Brother Li! Please accept my bow!”

Li Ping’an turned his body and received half of the bow. He said with a smile, “I’m going to fight now. Let’s talk when I come back.”

Gu Qingcheng looked at the arena and frowned slightly. He couldn’t help saying, “Fellow Daoist, your luck is too bad. My cultivation level is in the top three of the Earth Ranking. I know the guy up there. His name is Wang Zaizhi. His cultivation level was higher than mine before, but now he’s on par with me. He has many treasures, but his strength is average.”

Li Ping’an looked at the fellow disciple waiting on the arena, cupped his hands, and said, “Thank you for the reminder. If I really can’t defeat him, I’ll just admit defeat. Anyway, there’s still another round.”

“Don’t force yourself, Fellow Daoist. Just do your best!” Gu Qingcheng waved his hand heroically. After the competition, I must drink with him. I have to find a way to repay his kindness!

Yes, it was another avid drinker.

Qi Practitioners liked to drink. It had been like this since ancient times.

Li Ping’an cupped his hands and bade farewell to Gu Qingcheng. He turned around, jumped onto the edge of the arena, and bowed to the disciple on the other side of the arena.

Two voice transmissions suddenly rang in his ears.

Wei Yanzi, who was not far away, said, “There’s a problem with the lot drawing.”

The other voice was Elder Yan Cheng’s. “Be careful. This disciple is Elder Bi’s grand disciple.”

Elder Bi? The inner sect elder who suggested that Dad participate in this competition in front of the sect master?

It’s Deputy Sect Master Mo Yi’s small group again…

Li Ping’an’s expression didn’t change. He cupped his hands at the young male cultivator in front of him and turned to jump off the arena.

“Heh,” the other party suddenly said, his voice especially ear-piercing. “Is it possible that the legendary son of Dazhi only knows how to cover his head and run away?”

Li Ping’an paused and sighed inwardly.

The moment the other party called out his father’s name, the nature of this battle changed.

If he escaped without a fight or lost too miserably, it would be the father and son being humiliated together. The immortals of the sect would inevitably look down on the two of them.

Deep down, his father wanted to be the sect master.

Li Ping’an had been planning for this matter.

Today was the first time most of the disciples of the Myriad Cloud Sect saw his father. It was their first impression, which was quite important to his father.

Now, Li Ping’an could no longer take half a step back.

Wang Zaizhi’s body was floating three feet off the ground, with the hem of his Daoist robe and his long hair fluttering slightly. A sixteen-story pagoda slowly circled around him, and his thin lips under his hooked nose outlined a sneer.

Li Ping’an stepped forward and said calmly, “Li Ping’an, disciple of Qingsu. I would like to ask for advice from Senior Brother.”

“Ask for advice?” Wang Zaizhi was still goading him. “I wouldn’t dare to teach you anything.

“Your father is a disciple of the founding ancestor, and I’m just a young cultivator in the sect. If I accidentally hurt you, the elders and deacons will reprimand me.”

Although their cultivation levels were low, they were currently on the arena.

Numerous eyes were watching, and disciples at all levels were watching.

Many drowsy immortals smelled the smell of gunpowder and immediately became energetic as they carefully looked at the two people on the stage.

Li Ping’an smiled. “Fellow Daoist, do you not have a father? You keep talking about my father. Don’t tell me you’re envious.”

“You!” Wang Zaizhi glared angrily.

Li Ping’an said leisurely, “Everyone is born of their parents, but cultivation is their own matter. Why should we care about the titles of people’s fathers?”

“Great!” Wei Yanzi shouted from below the stage, and many immortals nodded with smiles.

Li Ping’an naturally won this argument.

Wang Zaizhi sneered. “You have a sharp tongue! I won’t let you off today! Do you dare to promise not to admit defeat and escape from this battle? If you feel that my cultivation level is higher than yours, I’ll seal my cultivation!”

Li Ping’an said directly, “From what you’re saying, Fellow Daoist, do you want to fight with real swords and spears with me today? Just like a true battle?”

“I’m afraid you don’t have the courage!”

“It’s just that real swords and spears are a little boring. I think your pagoda is not bad. It just so happens that I have a pagoda-shaped treasure as well.”

Li Ping’an took out a pagoda from his sleeve. It was only an ordinary magic treasure to ward off evil spirits. He said calmly, “Why don’t we make a bet?”

“Why wouldn’t I dare?!” Wang Zaizhi was so angry that he almost laughed. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, pointed at his immortal treasure pagoda, and said, “If I lose to you today, how about I give you this pagoda?”

“Come on then.” Li Ping’an calmly took three Qi Recovery Pills and stuffed them into his mouth. He wrapped the pills with his magic power and swallowed them into his stomach without digesting them, making it convenient for him to recover his magic power during the fight.

He made an inviting gesture at Wang Zaizhi. “Fellow Daoist, there’s no need to seal your magic power. We’ll fight a true battle. If I admit defeat or escape today, I’ll bow and retreat whenever I see you in the future.”

“Alright! It’s the same for me!” Wang Zaizhi couldn’t tell who was provoking whom now. His anger was already full. His body slowly rose, and black paper talismans flew out of his sleeves.

“Today, I will let you understand what it means by there’s always someone better! A mere Light Condensation!”

He clenched his right fist, and the talismans turned into fireballs and smashed toward Li Ping’an.

Li Ping’an had already taken action. His body swayed left and right, creating phantoms with his steps, as he threw out several green rays of light with his cloud spear!

The two of them used all their strength as soon as they attacked!