208: Chapter 82: The Secret of Wei Yuan, The Tragic End of Xu Sheng_2 208: Chapter 82: The Secret of Wei Yuan, The Tragic End of Xu Sheng_2 “Roll…
“Heh,” Xuntian Xu chuckled coldly, slowly standing up, his eyes filled with a touch of mockery.
“Father, you once said that as long as my artifact refining surpassed yours, you would hand over the Yuan Sect to me to manage!”
Sect Leader Lin Yuan scolded:
“If you want the position of Sect Leader, come and take it from me!
How long do you plan to make a scene!
Do you want to destroy the Yuan Sect!”
Xuntian Xu was so aggressive when facing Xu Sheng;
but when he looked at Sect Leader Lin Yuan, his gaze instantly became extremely complex.
It was endless guilt and countless apologies.
Xuntian Xu bowed with hands folded in front and said, “Father-in-law, once my achievement is complete, I will return this life to you, but until then, please bear with me for a little longer…
Soon, it will be done.”
Sect Leader Lin Yuan’s hand, which was gripping the longsword, trembled uncontrollably.
Then, Xuntian Xu once again turned his gaze toward Xu Sheng, his eyes intense, as he took two steps forward.
Do you dare to compete with your son today!”
Xu Sheng closed his eyes in pain, his lips even turning a shade of purple.
The elders of Wanyun Sect, all Heavenly Immortals, sighed individually, unable to bear witnessing such a tragic conflict between father and son.
Immortals who were unaware of past events were mostly curious.
Outside the hall, more and more Loose Cultivators were feeling their Dao hearts stir at this moment.
Who would have thought that, originally here to witness the power struggle among the four great sects and three major sects competing with each other, they would also be treated to an explosive ethical drama of the founding ancestor of the Yuan Sect fighting against his own son.
The crowd of Loose Cultivators unanimously felt that their trip today had been worth it.
Ningning Mu took the initiative to tug on Li Ping’an’s arm and whispered, “Something’s not right, Senior Brother.”
“Xuntian Xu calls Senior Xu Sheng father and refers to Senior Lin Yuan as father-in-law.
Senior Lin Yuan calls Senior Xu Sheng master.
Does that mean Xuntian Xu married his own senior brother’s daughter?”
Ningning Mu’s eyes shone with excitement, and Li Ping’an was also clearly puzzled.
Indeed, in the East Continent, Qi Cultivators did care about seniority.
However, cases of marrying across generational lines weren’t strange.
After all, seniority was one aspect, while cultivation was another.
There were plenty of instances where those of lower seniority had surpassed their seniors in cultivation.
“The point you’re focused on is quite unique,” Li Ping’an said with a sigh through telepathy, “Senior Xu Sheng’s Dao heart is shaking; he’s likely moving further from becoming a Golden Immortal.”
Ningning Mu asked, “Senior Brother, are you going to help Senior Xu Sheng?”
Li Ping’an turned his head to look at her.
From her words, it was as though he, a Merge True realm Qi Cultivator, could freely advise Heavenly Immortals if he wanted to.
Reputations can be so misleading.
Li Ping’an smiled and said, “I’m afraid I can’t help…”
A buzzing sound suddenly surrounded his ears.
Li Ping’an’s hand flashed out like lightning, capturing a bee in his palm, which he then covered with several layers of mana.
He was about to carelessly cast the bee out beyond the clouds, but a whisper entered his ear, bringing with it a very familiar aura that imprinted itself upon his spirit.
It was the Golden Immortal grandmother of Wanyun Sect.
“Ping’an,” Granny Linghua said, “it is I who used the shape-shifting technique.
I will hide in your sleeve for now.
Regarding today’s situation, if you can offer your help, please do so.”
Reputations can be so misleading!
Not to mention, even Golden Immortals can have misconceptions?
Li Ping’an telepathically communicated with the little bee in his sleeve, his voice filled with reluctant bitterness, “Senior, I’m only in the Merge True realm, not a Taiyi Golden Immortal.”
I’ve carefully calculated that today’s impasse lies in artifact refining, and only you can solve it.
Even if a Taiyi Golden Immortal were here, it would be of no use.”
Granny Linghua spoke slowly:
“I owe Senior Xu Sheng a favor from the past.
If you can lend him a helping hand this time, I’ll also be able to repay that favor.
“I know you’re not one to rise early without benefit, but you should currently have no need for treasures, so I don’t know what else I could offer you as a reward.”
“Senior, I’m quite interested in the shape-shifting technique.”
“It’s a trivial matter.”
In Li Ping’an’s ears, a mantra emerged, and in his spirit, a golden mist appeared, turning into a gentle rain that directly nourished his Primordial Soul.
In but an instant, Li Ping’an comprehended a spell, and his heart filled with new insights, expanding the possible deductions and evolutions of the spell.
“Cloud Illusion Life Technique!”
Clouds and mists create illusions; free to shape-shift!
This technique comprised twelve different transformation methods, capable of becoming plants, insects, fish, birds, beasts, and even jade pendants, jade discs, or clouds and mists.
Anointment from a Golden Immortal spares the need for cultivation.
This Granny Linghua was indeed magnanimous!
Li Ping’an blinked, smiled broadly, and quickly said his thanks.
“However, Senior, I still don’t know exactly how I can help them.
If it doesn’t work out, I won’t be able to return this technique to you.”
“Do you need to worry so much over a few spells I’ve passed on to you?”
Granny Linghua said with a laugh:
“Just stand up when it’s time.
I’ll be in your sleeve watching, let’s see who dares to touch you.”
“Ah, yes,” Li Ping’an replied, immediately standing up straighter with an added gleam in his eye.
Ningning Mu, who was beside him, asked curiously in a low voice, “Senior Brother, why do you suddenly seem so spirited?”
“Junior Sister, what you said just now was right,” Li Ping’an said with his hands behind his back, “If I can help Senior Xu Sheng, I certainly will step forward today.”
He did not use telepathy, and though his voice wasn’t very loud, all the immortals present were privy to his words.
Many divine senses turned their attention to this spot.
If it were Gu Qingcheng or Zhu Ling’er who made such a bold statement, these immortals would ignore it, brushing it off as a disciple whose Dao heart was unstable, seeking a moment in the spotlight.
But the one making the statement was Wanyun Sect’s Great Enlightenment Candidate Immortal, Li Ping’an, who had enlightened True Immortals and advanced Heavenly Immortals in their cultivation;
The immortals immediately grew more expectant.
Xuntian Xu’s gaze swept over and, seeing that Li Ping’an was merely a Merge True disciple, paid him no mind and continued to press forward, challenging Xu Sheng.