102: Chapter 46 Frustrated Attempt at Lying Flat 102: Chapter 46 Frustrated Attempt at Lying Flat “This isn’t…
I heard that the Sect Leader has assigned you to go to the East Sea to participate in the six-sect trials…”
Li Dazhi put down the teacup in his hand and sized up Li Ping’an, who was dressed in the disciple’s robes.
It had been five years since he started practicing cultivation in the mountains, and Li Ping’an still maintained the same appearance as when he had come from the secular world, only his complexion had become fairer.
“I was just looking over a few account books when I heard that you all were about to set off.”
“I hurriedly put down my affairs to admonish you a few words and see if you’ve been neglecting your cultivation.”
In front of all the elders, Li Ping’an said energetically, “Father, please be assured, I’m currently following my master in cultivation.
The path to immortality is long and arduous, and I dare not slack off in the slightest.”
Li Dazhi nodded with a smile.
Several outer sect elders said in succession:
“Ancestor Li Dazhi manages countless affairs every day while we idle away our time like clouds and wild cranes, we’re truly ashamed.”
“If there’s any errand to run, Uncle Li Dazhi, just leave it to us.
Let us old bones exercise a bit too; otherwise, how can we progress?”
“Uncle, you work too hard on ordinary days.
Our Wanyun Sect is thriving, and within a hundred years, we must return to being one of the Eight Great Immortal Sects!
It’s all thanks to your fortune and unparalleled talent, Uncle.
We truly want to contribute more to the sect and make the last of our years count.”
The spirit within the sect!
In just a short two years, does it still resemble an immortal sect?
It’s clear that his own father is leading the outer sect immortals astray.
Doesn’t the Sect Leader care?
Luckily, the outer sect management elders only made up a very small part of the sect’s immortals; otherwise, Li Ping’an would indeed feel a bit guilty.
After all, he had been a ‘partner in crime’ to his father’s prestige.
“The elders are too kind,” Li Dazhi said as he stood up with his hands clasped, “I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with my son Ping’an, so please excuse us.”
“Ancestor, there’s no rush,”
“We’ll just step aside.”
A few elders held Li Dazhi back, taking the initiative to stand up and retreat;
When Xinhuai Wang, the managing elder, left, he conveniently added a few layers of immortal power barrier to the inner hall.
Li Dazhi made faces at Li Ping’an.
Li Ping’an walked gracefully over to his father’s side and took a seat, starting the local dialect conversation:
“You sure are scheming to arrange me to go somewhere.
I don’t want to go out.
Going out, I might encounter trouble, and not get much benefit.”
“It’s the Sect Leader’s arrangement.
By the time I knew of this news, the order had already been issued.”
Li Dazhi advised with a chuckle:
“I don’t want you wandering about either.
Your grandmaster said that my fortune affects yours, and you can easily encounter chances when you step outside, but you’ll also meet the troubles that come with those chances.”
“Fortunately, this time it’s a trial for the disciples from six immortal sects, with many immortals from the six families participating.
You just need to keep a low profile.”
“Why have you become more cautious these past two years?”
“Back when we were home, I never saw you being so cautious.”
Li Ping’an replied indifferently, “Back home, a murderer would face death.
Here, a murderer becomes a hero.”
“When you put it like that, it makes sense.”
Li Dazhi laughed and said:
“Standing with the Wanyun Sect, we share Wanyun Sect’s honor and loss.”
“Moreover, both your grandmaster and the Sect Leader treat us well.
Going out to win some honor for the sect isn’t a bad thing.”
Li Ping’an asked, “How has your cultivation been progressing lately?”
“I haven’t been slacking off,” Li Dazhi clicked his tongue, “I’m not far from achieving True Immortality, but the breakthroughs are getting slower and slower.
Without some sort of opportunity, it would indeed be difficult to reach True Immortality in ten years.”
Li Ping’an slowly nodded his head.
He had actually misunderstood something.
He thought his father was talking about still needing ten years;
What Li Dazhi meant was cultivating for ten years.
Li Ping’an’s eyes were somewhat vacant:
“My immortal armor set failed again.
I can’t seem to make it past the most crucial step.”
“I’ve flipped through all sorts of tomes in the sect, and I’ve hit a bottleneck in the art of Artifact Refining.
And the various devices my master helped me refine are almost used up.”
“This path is too difficult.”
“I’ve heard that the Yuan Sect specializes in Artifact Refining, and they have secret techniques for puppets, allowing the puppets to move like living people.”
Li Dazhi laughed and said:
“Once we collaborate with them to create Castcloud Hall, I’ll help you get some of their insights into Artifact Refining.”
Upon hearing this, Li Ping’an immediately perked up and seriously said, “I’ve already seen the Yuan Sect’s secret puppet-refining techniques in various sect records, and I’m truly interested in it.”
“Alright, alright, I got it!”
Li Dazhi spoke earnestly:
“You say you want to focus on cultivation and not waste time in frivolous matters delaying the great business of becoming an immortal.
But on normal days, I don’t see you constantly meditating and cultivating.
Instead, you are always tinkering with those Magic Artifacts and Elixir Pills.”
“If you make a hundred pieces of bizarre Magic Artifacts now, can you match a single strike from a true Yuan Immortal?
You’d be better off putting effort into romance.
I want a grandson; is that so difficult…”
Li Ping’an just had to laugh awkwardly, grabbing the teacup from his father’s side and taking a swig, then standing up and saying:
“The other disciples are still waiting.
Why are you running away!”
To the East Sea for the six-sect trial, I will strive to bring glory to our sect!”
“Here’s something for you.
Remember, harmony is key; don’t get into fights with disciples from other sects!”
Li Dazhi threw a Storage Pouch over.
Li Ping’an caught it with his hand, opened it to take a look, and inside there were more than twenty different styles of Storage Magical Artifacts, with mountains of Spirit Stones and treasures stored inside them.
Li Ping’an waved his hand and didn’t take a single cloud with him.
He had grown accustomed to his father’s lavish support.
Li Ping’an was planning to find Xinhuai Wang, the managing elder, to chat and relieve himself of the position of team leader disciple;