81: Chapter 38: The Gentle Breeze Doesn’t Disturb the Dream_3 81: Chapter 38: The Gentle Breeze Doesn’t Disturb the Dream_3 Li Ping’an could not help but laugh quietly to himself.
Where in the world would you find a baby approaching thirty?
“Ping’an, do you have any problems with the demonstration of the Artifact Refining method?
Do you need to prepare anything?” asked Wei Yanzi.
“Just prepare some low-quality Treasured Materials for me, the kind used for refining ordinary flying swords will do.”
Li Ping’an’s gaze flickered slightly as he spoke earnestly:
“As father said, after the competition, I will explain clearly to all the elders how to quickly refine a large number of Magic Artifacts used for casting the Explosive Spirit Art.”
Wei Yanzi asked in a low voice, “Are you confident?”
“Alright then,” Wei Yanzi sighed with relief, “I’ll go prepare the Treasured Materials.
Ping’an, don’t feel pressured.
Once those guests leave, those Immortals won’t dare to be so rampant.
They are just intentionally making trouble for Master Dazhi.”
“You can rest assured, Steward,” replied Li Ping’an.
Wei Yanzi gave him a thumbs up and then hurriedly left on a cloud.
Beside Li Ping’an, a light of Immortality flashed, and Qing Su appeared by his side, continuing to move forward with him.
Li Ping’an seemed somewhat hesitant to speak.
He could sense that his master was worried about him, but he didn’t know how to alleviate his master’s concerns.
As they approached the arena, Qing Su suddenly said, “Don’t be afraid.”
With a serene voice, Qing Su said, “Wang Zaizhi’s master can’t beat me.”
but his master’s consideration was also truly simple-minded.
Looking at the figure of his master so close, Li Ping’an felt a certain warmth in his heart.
The rules of the Heavenly List battle were basically the same as those of the Earth List: starting with a point system, then moving to group round-robin and elimination matches, using a double-elimination format from the quarterfinals onwards to maximize spectacle.
Today, the arena was seeing disciples of the Merge True realm.
Some disciples, who had been in the sect for nineteen years and sixty-eight months, had cultivation levels far beyond that of a disciple like Li Ping’an who had been in the sect for just three years.
Li Ping’an had been the center of attention yesterday, but today, he kept a very low profile, managing to enter the top sixty-four in the elimination round with three wins and three losses, and then contentedly stopping at the top thirty-two, with his ranking resting around thirtieth.
His performance today was all about ‘winning by luck’ and ‘losing gracefully.’
The other disciples had hoped to see Li Ping’an cast the Explosive Spirit Art again;
Unfortunately, his opponents today were overly courteous.
Two even wanted to concede immediately upon seeing Li Ping’an, and those who won against him were all variously bowing and apologizing profusely, afraid of being blasted.
Luckily, Li Ping’an took the initiative to promise he would not cast the Explosive Spirit Art again today, which allowed the matches to proceed normally.
In the end, Li Ping’an only used spear formations and talisman techniques to fight.
Wang Zaizhi became the only disciple within the sect to have enjoyed the use of the Explosive Spirit Art.
After finishing his matches for the day, Li Ping’an could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Hiding behind his master, he sat down to meditate with his eyes closed.
It didn’t take long before he began to doze off lightly, recovering from the mental exhaustion of the past two days.
Shortly after, Qing Su turned his head to glance behind him and tilted his head slightly.
In the glow of Immortality, Li Ping’an was sleeping with a faint smile on his lips; his usually furrowed brows now softly relaxed, giving his handsome face a clean and translucent appearance.
Qing Su quietly watched him for a while, then raised his hand to cast a thread of immortal light, enveloping Li Ping’an with Heavenly Immortal power to protect him from disturbance by those around.
Before long, Ningning Mu quietly came over and sat down behind Qing Su;
Ningning even prepared some dishes and snacks, just waiting for Li Ping’an to wake up so they could eat and drink together.
In the distance, a petite figure occasionally looked over in their direction.
As the competition of the Heavenly List raged on, Li Ping’an slept even more soundly.
Li Dazhi was busy as ever, preparing for the closing ceremony of the competition.
As for the trouble Li Ping’an would face after the competition in proving his Artifact Refining method…
Li Dazhi was utterly confident, without the slightest worry.