Chapter 1459: 523: Sneaky Sixth Sage (Part 2)
Chapter 1459: Chapter 523: Sneaky Sixth Sage (Part 2)
Ningning Mu sighed softly and said gently, “Silly girl, you are a Heavenly Court princess, how can the matter of marriage be taken lightly? I just want you to see if there’s a man you like, don’t overthink it.”
“Yes, I know, sister-in-law,” Yao Ji smiled coyly, “I will certainly take a good look.”
“Then let’s go have a feast first, let them prepare the carriage.”
Ningning Mu stood up, intending to take Yao Ji’s soft hand.
This gesture was originally meant to show closeness, but Yao Ji instinctively dodged away.
Ningning Mu looked slightly puzzled in her eyes.
Yao Ji quickly said, “Sister-in-law, I will just follow you, I don’t really like touching people… sorry.”
Ningning Mu smiled knowingly, but inside, she was slightly perturbed.
‘Brother’s words were indeed correct, what should I do now?’
After Ningning Mu and Yao Ji left the pavilion together, Li Ping’an came out with a set of Self-moving Immortal Armor.
He folded his arms, thinking continuously.
Inside the Self-moving Immortal Armor came Hao Xiaonian’s voice: “Your Majesty, should the Heavenly Emperor be personally involved in such matters?”
“I have only this one adopted sister.”
Li Ping’an slightly curled his lips and said calmly, “Once this matter is done, I’ll send you to reincarnate; after all, you, my disciple, are also a girl, quick, give me some advice.”
Hao Xiaonian sang softly: “You are the noble Heavenly Emperor, can’t you just directly grant me a minor deity position to avoid the need for reincarnation?”
“Do you want to be trapped by the Heavenly Dao for life?”
“Of course not.”
“Then you shall reincarnate honestly,” Li Ping’an said, “Previously, the Saint unexpectedly summoned me, delaying the opportunity to send you to the underworld, and now I can seize you as my strategist.”
Hao Xiaonian laughed, “I cannot ask for more, Master.”
Li Ping’an took out a Treasure Bead, and placed Hao Xiaonian’s soul inside for nurturing, then hung the bead on his wrist and secretly followed them.
During the feast, Ningning Mu and Yao Ji chatted about family matters, with topics revolving around Yao Ji.
Only then did Li Ping’an realize that his little junior sister was no longer the silly yet cute little heroine from back then; she was now adept at handling others’ emotions skillfully.
Yao Ji soon began to pour out her inner bitterness.
This bitterness mostly stemmed from her background, and the sense of belonging lost due to having no parents.
They talked for an hour, and outside, the carriage was prepared.
Before long, thousands of celestial soldiers followed back and front, hundreds of maids gathered around, and the next day, they left the Casting Cloud Sect together with the Heavenly Court princess, flying over the East Continent sky towards the Holy Mother Palace.
Li Ping’an followed secretly, and when flying over Dong’an City, he deliberately glanced at Li Jing and the Four Generals of the Demon Family who were hiding there obediently.
Let them wait long enough, settle there for a while; perhaps a little team adjustment on their part, align the granularities a bit.
As the carriage drove past Dong’an City, Li Ping’an was about to leave the place.
Suddenly, he heard a bell ringing in his heart and saw a fleeting image of a Tai Chi Diagram in front of him.
Granduncle Taiqing?
Li Ping’an’s spirit was suddenly stirred, he immediately focused to observe the virtual image of the Tai Chi Diagram.
As the Tai Chi Diagram slowly opened, a somewhat blurry scene appeared within.
An old daoist, hidden in his form, wearing tattered clothes, was sitting on a lotus dais, slowly rising into the sky from Dong’an City, chasing after Ningning Mu and Yao Ji’s carriage.
This old daoist’s Dao charm…
Zhunti’s incarnation?
Li Ping’an was taken aback.
Good gracious, did Zhunti directly intervene? What’s his plan? Is he aiming at Ningning?
Li Ping’an almost charged directly up.
But a Dao charm suddenly circulated in his heart, the charm slowly condensed into a [Yao] character, indicating that his Granduncle Taiqing was guiding him, saying Zhunti’s target was Yao Ji.
Li Ping’an furrowed his brows.
He pondered briefly and quickly made up his mind to continue following behind the Heavenly Court carriage, pretending not to have noticed that old daoist, staying as close to Ningning Mu as possible.
It’s not that he’s double-standard; his wife and adopted sister undoubtedly hold different weights, he must prioritize protecting Ningning Mu.
Inside the carriage, the two fairies sat opposite each other, chatting about some emotions.
Ningning Mu said, “Being able to stay by His Majesty’s side is indeed satisfactory enough, it’s just that at times, I feel I’m no longer myself; the title of Heavenly Emperor’s consort overshadows Ningning Mu.”
“Sister-in-law, such concerns really make one envious; only sister-in-law can truly win over our Heavenly Emperor’s affection.”
That was Yao Ji’s flattery.
Li Ping’an closed his eyes, concentrating, his mind highly tensed, using the power of the Tai Chi Diagram to observe that old daoist, and placed the bead containing Hao Xiaonian’s soul into the Cang Yue Bead.
What puzzled him even more was that along the way, that old daoist seemed not to have made a move.
What was his purpose in coming?
Li Ping’an’s mind was full of doubts.
The three thousand Heavenly Soldiers set up camp outside the Holy Mother Palace, with the maids following Ningning Mu and Yao Ji inside to pay respects to Shengmu Nuwa.
Li Ping’an did not enter the Holy Mother Palace. He surmised that his movements could not be hidden from Zhunti Sage, so he simply did not hide. He appeared over the Southern Continent, watching from across the Skycutter Great Array, wearing a look of knitted brows and constant sighs.
Zhunti observed Li Ping’an from the shadows;
while Li Ping’an scrutinized Zhunti through the projection of the Tai Chi Diagram sent by Taiqing.
It seemed the two were checking each other.
About an hour later, the old Daoist quietly moved away.
The Tai Chi Diagram continued to reveal the old Daoist’s whereabouts to Li Ping’an.
Only to see this old Daoist standing still in the sky over the East Continent for a while, then sitting on a lotus dais, he descended toward the mundane middle section of the East Continent.
Perhaps in Zhunti’s view, it was impossible for his avatar, concealed for stealth, to be exposed. Thus, his muttering and sneering, all reached Li Ping’an through the Tai Chi Diagram.
“Ha, just a mere Heavenly Emperor.”
“With just a little trick, I can leave you utterly humiliated.”
“If the Heavenly Court’s princess were to marry a poor, lowly mortal who couldn’t cultivate, how furious would you be, and how would the Heavenly Court handle it? Hmph, just because you had temporary power, you dared to be so arrogant.”
Li Ping’an: …
Why does he still… have a bit of arrogance?
Apparently, this guy Zhunti was here for revenge?
What kind of situation is this? Are these the means of a Saint?
But I must say, this guy causing such a scene, it seems like Yang Jian has a chance…
Li Ping’an was slightly conflicted, then decided to continue watching the drama, curious to see what antics Zhunti would come up with.
A Saint resorting to such sordid means; in his eyes, the dignity of a Saint was utterly gone.
Of course, if not for Taiqing’s intervention, Li Ping’an could not have known Zhunti’s scheming.
Li Ping’an waited a while longer, as Zhunti’s transformed old Daoist chose a small city in the middle of the East Continent, and outside the city, he found a farming household, where he saw a young man working in the fields.
The man kept swinging his hoe, and not far away, in the shade of the forest, there was an ordinary-looking young woman, weaving a basket with her head down, already six months pregnant.
The two would occasionally exchange glances.
The young woman called out, “Tianyou, come and rest for a while!”
“No problem, I’m not tired! I’ll finish this row! This year’s harvest will surely be good!”
Li Ping’an had a few question marks pop up on his forehead.
Something seemed off.
But for the moment, he couldn’t say what the problem was.
As he was troubled about how to bring Yang Jian into the world, Zhunti directly set the stage for Yang Tianyou’s appearance.
In Zhunti’s eyes, finding a mortal farmer to pair with the princess of the Heavenly Court was a great humiliation to both the Heavenly Court and the Heavenly Emperor, and it would test the enforcement of the Heavenly Court’s rules.
Having the Heavenly Court’s princess marry a farmer as a concubine was the ultimate insult;
only lacking the arrangement of a beggar!
‘Is this Zhunti’s own idea, or is the Heavenly Dao influencing Zhunti?’
‘Where did the script for this Vast Wilderness Heaven and Earth come from? Could it be that the Heavenly Dao extracted it from the memories of me and my father after viewing them? But it shouldn’t be, as the Chanjie Dual Sects existed in ancient times, and everything seems to fit the backdrop of the Divine Enthronement era.’
‘Even the situation of Shang, the development of human sacrifices…’
Li Ping’an found it somewhat absurd.
Within him, Dao Charm reappeared, and the Tai Chi Diagram’s shadow slowly faded, with the Yin-Yang Dao Charm forming two large characters.
[Obey Destiny].
It seemed to mean ‘follow its course.’
Li Ping’an lowered his head and performed a Dao salutation, indicating he understood the meaning here.
Granduncle Taiqing merely let him know about this event, that behind it was Zhunti scheming for revenge against the Heavenly Court, and also told him not to worry, to let Zhunti exhaust himself, as the outcome would be beneficial to the Heavenly Court.
Li Ping’an looked at the distant Holy Mother Palace, then glanced at the East Continent, suddenly curious.
How would Zhunti solve the problem of Yao Ji not liking men?
Zhunti should be meddling with the red strings of fate through marriage, right? He is the sixth in the Heavenly Dao sequence and possesses the abilities of a Saint…
Li Ping’an indeed wanted to continue watching the drama.
Unfortunately, the Tai Chi Diagram was no longer there.
In the mundane world of the East Continent, beside Yang Tianyou’s farmland.
The old Daoist stood in the ‘outside the painting’ place, with his left hand holding a red string and his right hand a gray string, his expression slightly odd, as he connected the red and gray strings together.