Immortal Father - Chapter 38.1 - A Cool Breeze Does Not Disturb Dreams
In the middle of the night, Li Ping’an floated back to his cave abode, exhausted.
The socializing in the immortal sect was a hundred times more tiring than fighting on the arena…
Because his master’s immortal power barrier enveloped the cave abode, Li Ping’an could finally catch his breath for a short time and no longer needed to be watched by those immortal senses.
So he took off his robe and boots and put the clothes he took off into a storage magic artifact called the ‘Dirty Clothes Basket’. He only wore a shirt and long pants as he lay on his personal recliner.
The water in the lotus pond tinkled, and two butterflies that had been let in were sucking water droplets on lotus leaves.
Li Ping’an’s eyes went blank as he slowly recovered from the immense consumption of his mind due to the Spirit Explosion Art. He felt sleepy and had a slight migraine.
He had forced himself earlier.
To use the Spirit Explosion Art on such a large scale today, he needed to control hundreds of magic artifacts at the same time and arrange them in an array to self-destruct. It was a little difficult for him currently, and he had consumed a lot of mental strength.
This fatigue wasn’t because his magic power was empty or his stamina was exhausted but because his primordial soul was weak.
Sigh, my cultivation is too low after all. Li Ping’an sighed. He thought about how he had already acknowledged a master and had his father helping him. This could be regarded as having the right time, the right place, and the right people. There was no need to complain.
He would just redouble his efforts.
His father had rushed to the Myriad Cloud Hall on the main peak and continued to accompany the sect master to receive foreign guests.
Li Ping’an’s official status was now just an ordinary inner sect disciple, so it was inconvenient for him to attend such an occasion.
On the cloud that sent Li Ping’an back, his father had held his arm and said a few words to him.
Li Ping’an felt gratified about this.
His father had said, “It’s not that Wang Zaizhi deliberately wanted to make things difficult for you today. He’s just a disciple. It was his grandmaster, Elder Bi, who arranged the situation behind the scenes.
“Since you’re not injured, after this competition, think of a way to get to know him. It’s better to resolve enmity than to keep it alive. Behind this disciple is also a peak. If things become too tense, it’s not conducive to the unity of the sect and our progress.
“We can’t lose face, but we must find a way to give them some face so that they won’t jump over the wall in desperation… I can handle it.”
Finally!
Dad has finally begun to take the matter of ‘candidate for sect master’ seriously!
His dad finally stopped avoiding his expectations for the position of the next sect master!
That’s right!
Old Li had been frightened earlier, and he, Young Li, could fish calmly and seek the Dao.
In fact, many times, a person would be regarded as a threat just by being in this position and having this identity, even if this person did nothing.
Relying on the love of the founding ancestor, Ancestor Kongming, his father had passively become a disruptor of the Myriad Cloud Sect’s ‘authority inheritance’, and he would naturally become a thorn in the side of some powerful groups.
Although many human Qi Practitioners were tired of authority, there were always people who were accustomed to being high and mighty. Their Dao Hearts had deviations, and they were reluctant to leave the so-called authority…
This was human nature.
Li Ping’an pondered quietly.
The reason why he had taken out the Spirit Explosion Art and spent a batch of magic artifacts to defeat Wang Zaizhi head-on was mainly to build prestige.
The father’s and son’s cultivation levels were low now, but they couldn’t be easily humiliated.
In addition, Li Ping’an had another purpose.
He wanted to use the Spirit Explosion Art to attract the attention of the sect and then take out the magic artifact production line that he and his father had tinkered with to offer to the sect to consolidate his father’s status in the sect.
Speaking of which, Wang Zaizhi’s method of using the power of talismans was not bad. He could learn from it.
Li Ping’an recovered a little, and a few talismans appeared on his fingertips as he carefully recalled Wang Zaizhi’s fighting skills.
“Ahem.” This was a reminder from his Heavenly Immortal master.
Li Ping’an hurriedly stood up and looked at his master, who was strolling over. He lowered his head and bowed. “Master, did I disturb your cultivation?”
“No.” Qingsu naturally lay on the recliner beside him, closed her eyes, and folded her hands in front of her abdomen. A breeze blew past, and her loose and soft ice blue dress fluttered slightly.
She pointed at the recliner beside her. “Lie down.”
“Ah, yes.” Li Ping’an tidied his clothes, moved his recliner back five feet, and lay down obediently.
“Master.” He felt a little guilty and took the initiative to speak. “I didn’t say anything about the explosion art before, but I didn’t deliberately hide it. This method of fighting should be used when your life is on the line. I didn’t intend to use it in the internal sect competition…”
“It doesn’t matter,” Qingsu said softly. “I also have many secret techniques I haven’t told my master.”
“I only have this secret technique for fighting, a few alchemy and artificing techniques, and some miscellaneous spells and techniques…”
The more Li Ping’an spoke, the more guilty he felt. He could only say, “I like to ponder about these things. My father helped me borrow many immortal records from the Dao Repository Hall, so I’ve learned a lot.
“Master, if you want to know, I’ll show you one by one.”
“No need.” Qingsu sounded a little disappointed. “I only know how to enter seclusion and fight. I can’t teach you these things.”
“Master, don’t say that. These things I’m trying to figure out are ultimately just external methods!” Li Ping’an hurriedly said. “What you can teach me is how to cultivate and survive in this world. These are things that can’t be learned in books.”
Qingsu turned her head and found Li Ping’an behind her. Her hands slid lightly, and the wooden recliner under her body floated to his side.
Qingsu sized up Li Ping’an, as though she had just met her disciple today.
Li Ping’an’s Dao Heart was a little scared. He felt that his master’s clear and lively eyes were looking at every bone in his body.
Qingsu suddenly asked, “They said that your comprehension ability is very good. Is it true?”
“It’s actually… okay.” Li Ping’an smiled bitterly. “You’re getting me to praise myself. I’m a little thin-skinned.
“It’s hard to say when it comes to comprehension ability. Who knows when you might encounter a small bottleneck and get stuck.
“For cultivation, fortune and aptitude are more important.”
“Disciple, take a look at this.” Qingsu took out a jade talisman and pushed it into Li Ping’an’s hand.
Li Ping’an took a few glances. There were lines of beautiful characters in it. When he observed carefully, he saw that they were scriptures copied from different periods. “Master, what is this?”
“The scriptures that I couldn’t understand before becoming an immortal.” Qingsu’s bright eyes sparkled. She seemed quite interested in this matter and ordered, “Give it a try. Let me see your comprehension ability.”
Master’s study book? Li Ping’an said, “Master, it seems like you took me as your disciple purely to return my favor.”
“Otherwise?”
“It’s nothing.” Li Ping’an smiled bitterly. “It’s really my blessing to be able to acknowledge you as my master.”
Qingsu blinked. “Really?”
“Really!” Li Ping’an said decisively. A smile appeared on Qingsu’s beautiful face.
Li Ping’an sighed inwardly… Master is easier to coax than Junior Sister Mu back then.
He held the jade talisman, closed his eyes, and began to ponder carefully.
The test paper given by Qingsu made Li Ping’an feel strenuous.
But after he comprehended one or two scriptures, his heart was full of insights, and he had the urge to enter seclusion immediately and not participate in the Heaven Ranking competition tomorrow.