Immortal Father - Chapter 41.2 - Planning for Elder Xiao

Xiao Yue’s phoenix-like eyes darted around as she replied quickly, “It’s only the monthly payment of labor expenses, so it shouldn’t be much.”

Li Ping’an smiled. “I’ve calculated. Based on the fact that a production line requires six cultivators working in turn, coupled with the cost of producing minerals in the sect, this production line can reduce the cost of mortal-grade flying swords to seven low-grade spirit stones. So, what if we sell our flying swords for only fifteen low-grade spirit stones? This is three to five times more profit than selling ores directly like before.”

Xiao Yue flipped her hand, and a shiny golden abacus appeared in her palm. She lowered her head and quickly fiddled with it.

She suddenly looked up and said, “It’s six and a half low-grade spirit stones!”

“And this matter involves far more than just flying swords,” Li Ping’an said seriously. “We can introduce a large number of low-cost flying swords, and as long as we control the quality of the flying swords tightly, we can impact the existing artificing market.”

Xiao Yue smiled. “As expected of a wealthy mortal merchant. There’s a lot to gain from this matter!”

Li Ping’an smiled and asked, “Elder, don’t you have two more doubts?”

“After hearing what you’ve said, my second doubt is gone,” Xiao Yue said.

“Third, why did you take out the magic artifacts in front of those sect masters? This way, we can’t keep it a secret, and we’ll have to share the pie.”

Li Ping’an: “…”

Ask the sect master!

The sect master asked me to take it out directly!

At the time, the atmosphere had already reached a peak, so what could he do?

But Li Ping’an quickly came up with a reason. He cupped his hands solemnly and sighed. “It’s my father’s arrangement.”

“Oh? Why?”

“My father said that it’s not beneficial for the long term if we only seek small benefits,” Li Ping’an said seriously.

“My father also said that the influence of our Myriad Cloud Sect can’t expand outward in a short time, but we can unite some of the declining friend sects around our sect and turn them into a moat to protect ourselves.

“Not only that, but my father also said that we would only select a few magic artifacts that consume relatively more to carry out production line production. We can’t occupy all the channels for magic artifacts.

“There are a lot of rogue cultivators who rely on artificing to survive. If we go all out, the Myriad Cloud Sect will be fine in the near future. But once something happens to our Myriad Cloud Sect, I’m afraid there will be a scene of everyone kicking us while we’re down.

“These are my father’s thoughts.”

Xiao Yue pondered carefully, and a smile subconsciously appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She said gently, “I really admire Uncle-Master Dazhi’s breadth of mind and vision… He doesn’t only know how to drink and fool around every day.”

“That’s what my father is like.” Li Ping’an smiled. “When he’s free, he likes to make friends everywhere, drink, and have fun. When it comes to serious matters, he naturally won’t be careless, and he’s also gentle and tolerant toward others. Now, he’s deliberately showing his stout body. If he changes his figure, he will be handsome and refined.

“Moreover, Elder Xiao…”

Xiao Yue asked, “What?”

Li Ping’an smiled. “Although Deputy Sect Master Mo Yi has been making things difficult for my father everywhere, my father has never regarded him as an opponent or enemy. My father said that everyone is a part of the Myriad Cloud Sect. The so-called authority is nothing more than a fleeting cloud compared to the Dao Fruit of Longevity.”

Xiao Yue smiled without responding.

Li Ping’an said slowly, “Elder Xiao, do you know that my father will suggest to the sect to open a ‘Casting Cloud Hall’ under the Wondrous Cloud Hall to specialize in artificing?”

The smile on Xiao Yue’s lips deepened as she said gently, “Do you want me to stop listening to the deputy sect master?”

“Yes.”

“Then, do you know that Deputy Sect Master Mo Yi can make me return to the mountains to cultivate at any time?”

Xiao Yue sighed. “My master is in seclusion all year round, and Senior Brother Mo Yi has always taken good care of me. Although I’m in charge of many external assets of the sect, it’s only a matter of a word from a deputy sect master to replace me.

“I don’t want to get too involved with them, but I have more than a thousand in-name disciples. If I return to the mountains, they will have no support…”

Li Ping’an smiled. “Isn’t this a good opportunity?”

Xiao Yue didn’t understand. “What good opportunity?”

Li Ping’an took out a jade talisman from his sleeve and handed it to Xiao Yue with a smile. “Give this to my father, and he will help you dispel all your doubts.

“My father said that among the many elders of the sect, only you, Elder Xiao, can bear such heavy responsibilities. Otherwise, after our magic artifacts are made, the stores everywhere will be in a mess. How can we succeed?

“My father’s intention is not for you to go against the deputy sect master. You only need to stay out of the matter.

“My father doesn’t want to become enemies with any of his fellow disciples. Even if his fellow disciples force him again and again, as long as they still care about the interests of the sect, my father won’t argue with them.”

Xiao Yue took the jade talisman with a gentle smile on her lips.

Her immortal sense scanned the jade talisman, but she couldn’t understand the ‘Eagle Language’ written in it at all.

“In that case, I’ll rush to the main hall now. Thank you very much, young friend.”

“You’re welcome.” Li Ping’an stood up and bowed as a disciple. “Actually, my father is loyal and honest by nature. I’m always afraid that he’ll suffer losses. If he can have your help…”

“We are all working for the sect and helping each other.”

Xiao Yue bowed to Qingsu. She sized up Li Ping’an a few times and seemed to want to say something but hesitated. She turned around to leave.

Watching Xiao Yue leave on a cloud, Li Ping’an stood at the entrance of the cave with his hands behind his back, thinking carefully.

The content of his jade talisman was to get his father to ask the sect master to appoint Xiao Yue to be in charge of the sale of the magic artifacts.

Xiao Yue didn’t seem to have contributed anything and obtained such benefits for no reason.

But in fact, in the ‘Eagle Language’ written in the jade talisman, he had instructed his father to praise Elder Xiao loudly in public, praise her however he liked, and then ask the sect master to appoint her in front of everyone.

As long as this matter succeeded, regardless of whether Xiao Yue was willing or not, she would naturally be passively cut off from the small group of Deputy Sect Master Mo Yi.

The power struggles in immortal sects were different from the struggle for the throne in historical dramas, where they had to fight to the death, and once they took over, they had to kill the losers.

The founding ancestor was alive and well, and the current sect master only wanted to retire to focus on cultivation. Under these circumstances, power struggles were essentially influence struggles.

Make fewer enemies and make more friends.

If there was no one who responded to Deputy Sect Master Mo Yi beside him, he would have no hope of fighting for power.

According to Li Ping’an’s current plan, he would first use the magic artifact business to win over Xiao Yue temporarily. Then his next target would be Wang Zaizhi’s grandmaster, Elder Bi.

Sometimes, conflicts established connections, and with connections, there was a place to take action…

Hmm? Wait a minute! Li Ping’an suddenly realized something. Didn’t I say that I would rely on Dad with all my might? How did it become me personally helping Dad become a first-generation immortal?

Ah, what is this?!

“Disciple?” Qingsu suddenly called out.

Li Ping’an threw these thoughts to the back of his mind and walked over with a smile. “Master, what’s wrong?”

Qingsu said, “Concentrate on cultivation and don’t divert your attention on mundane matters. Longevity is the most important.”

“Ah, yes, I’ll remember.” Li Ping’an lowered his head and happened to see the spirit fish raised in the lotus pond. He smiled and said, “How about I prepare a few dishes for you to try.”

Qingsu didn’t understand. “Dishes? Are you making the food of the mortal world?”

Li Ping’an deliberately kept her in suspense. “You’ll know later.”

…

At the same time, in the main hall of the main peak…

The sect master, who was changing his clothes, frowned and focused. Suddenly, he slapped his mouth.

Then he regained his calm smile and walked out of his cultivation hut.