192: Chapter 76: Adding 23 Taels, Doesn’t Add Much to My Worries_3 192: Chapter 76: Adding 23 Taels, Doesn’t Add Much to My Worries_3 Li Ping’an felt that his father’s words were a veiled mockery of him.
He sighed and said, “Dad, if you want to scold someone, just scold them directly, however you want to.”
A nearby elder hastily said, “That won’t do, when two sects interact, one must show magnanimity!”
Li Ping’an said with a smile:
“When interacting with other sects, of course, we need to be a bit more graceful, but there’s no need for that with the Sea Watch Sect.
“In my view, the Sea Watch Sect is outwardly fierce but inwardly weak, bullying the soft and fearing the hard.
If we show them even a little courtesy, they’ll take a mile.
“They like to use their disciples to make comparisons, so we might as well just speak directly to their Immortals.
Dad, you can handle it yourself.”
Li Dazhi said with a smile, “From what you’re saying, if things don’t go well, we should just challenge them to a fight?
A friendly spar, right?”
“That’s not a bad idea.”
The eyes of several Heavenly Immortals gleamed.
“Ping’an is right, what does it prove to let disciples engage in magical combat?
I could use a chance to stretch my muscles.”
“It’s just sparring, what’s the big deal?
I haven’t laid a hand on anyone in over ten thousand years.”
“Towards the Sea Watch Sect, we need not hold back.
If it comes to it, we’ll just fight it out and have the Eastern Alliance’s elders come break it up!”
Li Dazhi nodded, his smile beaming, then added, “However, Ping’an, you still need to deal with the situation at Forge-Heaven Gate.”
Li Ping’an winked at his father;
Li Dazhi winked back at him.
Li Ping’an naturally understood what his father meant; his father was one of only two Wanyun Sect Immortals who knew the specific functions of the Myriad Manifestation Chart, the other being Daoist Kongming.
“Dad,” Li Ping’an whispered, “my skills in artifact refining are still too poor, not fit to be displayed in distinguished company.”
Li Dazhi sighed and said, “As members of the Wanyun Sect, we should indeed bring glory to our sect.”
But Li Ping’an said, “An elder said we should keep a low profile, Dad, I’ve yet to achieve anything notable, I shouldn’t reveal myself lightly.”
“I’m not asking you to show off anything, I’m aware of the discretion needed.”
Li Dazhi said earnestly:
“In fact, just now the Yuan Sect sent two Jade Talismans, one of which, from Elder Xu Sheng, is in your hands; the other is from an elder of the Yuan Sect who is acquainted with me.
“This time, the real purpose of Forge-Heaven Gate’s visit to the Yuan Sect isn’t so simple.”
Li Ping’an asked in confusion, “Not simple?”
“Hmm,” Li Dazhi said with a slight twist of his mouth, “Forge-Heaven Gate wants to absorb the Yuan Sect, taking under its command dozens of renowned artifact refining masters from within the Yuan Sect, as well as trying to make old Mr.
Xu Sheng their chief elder.
This is not the first time Forge-Heaven Gate has done such a thing.”
Li Ping’an smiled and raised an eyebrow, the slight confusion from before quietly dissipated.
This turned out to be a contest between the Wanyun Sect and Forge-Heaven Gate for the Yuan Sect.
This trip indeed held many variables.
Li Ping’an sighed and said, “Dad, is your Great Fortune actually useful?
How is it that we haven’t obtained our treasure yet, but instead all these troubles have come first?”
Li Dazhi glared and scolded, “So, you’re telling me you came out with me just to mooch off the fortune!”
“Can a Qi Cultivator’s business be called mooching?”
Li Dazhi grabbed his cloth boot pretending to throw it, while Li Ping’an quickly bowed and stood up, grabbing his stool and making a swift exit.
This was their father-son understanding.
As such, Li Ping’an did not promise any subsequent aid with the Myriad Manifestation Chart, and the Heavenly Immortal elders of the Wanyun Sect would not have extra expectations of him.
Returning to the corner occupied by him and his three fellow disciples, Li Ping’an sat down next to Ningning Mu to meditate.
In his spiritual platform, his Primordial Soul’s little figure stroked its chin in thought for a moment, then gently called out, “Chart Elder?”
A point of spiritual light flashed, transforming into a lean old man with white beard and hair, who bowed to Li Ping’an:
“Master, your orders?”
A moment later, Li Ping’an opened his eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips.
A slight commotion arose on the Cloud Boat lofted ship beside them, and when Li Ping’an opened his eyes to look, he spotted two familiar figures.
It was Elder Xiaoyue who had come halfway to join up with the immortals of the Wanyun Sect.
What business did Xiaoyue have, seeking out his master?
Li Ping’an immediately stood up.