225: Chapter 87: Li Jing Wishes to Take a Master [Seeking Monthly Votes!]_3 225: Chapter 87: Li Jing Wishes to Take a Master [Seeking Monthly Votes!]_3 The youth’s eyes were red at the moment as he suddenly knelt and kowtowed to Li Ping’an.
Thank you for saving my family that year!”
Li Ping’an had already remembered who he was and used his mana to lift the youth up.
Facing the threat of demon calamities and during Yun Zhongzi’s assessment, Li Ping’an had helped rescue people in a town and had saved this child, even encouraging him with a few words.
Li Ping’an laughed, “Haven’t I already said it once before, there is gold under a man’s knees.”
The youth, holding back tears, took several deep breaths and then cracked a smile:
“My mother urged me, with her dying words, to find you and thank you in person!
I boldly followed immortal seekers to Wanyun Sect!”
“Today, my wish has been fulfilled!
Thank you, my savior!”
Li Ping’an raised his hand and touched the boy’s head, sighing softly, then turned to ask, “Steward, how are his aptitude and fortune?”
“Both are of the highest grade,” the elderly steward said sternly, “Several True Immortals and one Heavenly Immortal have taken a secret interest in him and want to take him as a disciple.
He hasn’t been here long, so the appointment should take a few more days.”
Li Ping’an smiled, “You have such aptitude indeed, come, let’s build a good karma.”
With that, Li Ping’an took out a storage magical artifact from his hand, which contained some elixir pills and a hundred spirit stones he had refined himself.
The youth quickly retreated, saying sternly, “Although it’s not proper to refuse a gift from an elder, you are my family’s lifesaver.
How could I accept another gift from you?”
He suddenly bowed deeply:
“If you will allow it, I wish to take you as my master!
From now on, I’ll serve by your side in the name of disciple!”
“I never dared to harbor such thoughts before, but they say I have good potential…
I only wish to take you as my master!
Even if only as a servant disciple, a named disciple!”
Li Ping’an laughed, “I have not yet become an immortal.”
The old steward stroked his beard and laughed heartily, “You boy, you really know how to pick them.
Could it be that you’ve already known his identity?”
The youth looked frightened, “I, I don’t even know my benefactor’s name!”
“My name is Li Ping’an,” Li Ping’an smiled and made a bow, “It’s not that I won’t take you, but I truly cannot take a disciple, as I have not yet embarked on the path of immortality and am just like you, a disciple of the Wanyun Sect.”
The youth’s eyes were filled with earnestness: “Then, can I wait for you to become an immortal?”
Li Ping’an was amused by the guy, and said seriously:
“Becoming an immortal is no easy task; I dare not promise you that, and besides, I have no plans to take a disciple for a thousand years.
“Wanyun Sect has over a hundred Heavenly Immortals and countless True Immortals; any one of them is enough to guide you on your path to immortality, so don’t talk nonsense again in the future.
“Take this and go cultivate.
“Once you have completed your Foundation Establishment tomorrow, ask your master where I live and then come find me.
From now on, shall we call each other friends, how about that?”
The youth pursed his lips, his eyes rebellious, and he lowered his head without speaking.
Li Ping’an smiled and handed the storage pouch to the old steward, who naturally understood what this meant and quickly agreed.
“I’ll go over there and take a seat.”
Li Ping’an drifted away.
The old steward walked quickly to the youth and said softly:
“You, with what you just said, many immortals will now hesitate to accept you!
“Thankfully, Ping’an reacted quickly, wanting to be friends with you, and now many immortals will definitely want to take you as a disciple.
“Do you know who he is?
His word carries more weight in the sect than even the elders!
“Don’t cause any trouble, go back and cultivate, and how good it would be to take a Heavenly Immortal as your master!”
The youth whispered, “I do not wish to, I came to Wanyun Sect only to show gratitude…
Suddenly, he jumped to the top of a nearby wall, calling out to the receding figure of Li Ping’an, his voice carrying a sobbing tone:
“Li Jing swears here!
If my benefactor won’t take me, I would rather enter the outer sect to cultivate!
Li Jing thanks the benefactor!”
Li Ping’an’s step faltered, and his primordial soul stumbled.
What did he just yell?
The one brought by my father’s Great Fortune?
Li Ping’an fought against the urge to turn around and merely waved his hand nonchalantly before leaving in style.
Yet, his heart was in turmoil, his mind spinning rapidly.
Well, fellow, is this really a mere case of sharing the same name?
(PS: Additional update at 7 PM!
Seeking monthly tickets!
Let’s make a deal, what if we reserve our readers’ October tickets?
Then, when the time comes, I’ll add updates, and you cast your votes, and we’ll work together amicably to advance, okay?)