397: Chapter 144 Continue the Music, Continue the Dance_2 397: Chapter 144 Continue the Music, Continue the Dance_2 Li Ping’an’s face revealed a sudden realization; he bowed his head and scribbled on the recording jade talisman, constantly muttering to himself:
“Behind the Myriad Demon Heaven is the background of the Western Sect, and with the Western Sect interfering in the Eastern Alliance’s upper echelons, Myriad Demon Heaven is their power.
“Although Azure Sea Pavilion is relatively low-key, to become the second-ranked faction among demon cultivators, they must surely have numerous experts, Forge-Heaven Gate is the leading righteous sect for artifact refining, and there must be interactions between the two.
“However, the top three demon cultivator factions are all created by the higher-ups of the Eastern Alliance.
Compared to them, Blood Fiend Hall and its like are simply no match and there is no way to catch their little tails.”
Sun Yingying couldn’t help but frown slightly.
He actually knew so many secrets?
Li Ping’an soon looked up at Sun Yingying and said seriously, “Shall I continue asking?”
“Please do,” she replied.
Li Ping’an said gravely, “Where is Forge-Heaven Gate’s weakness?
That is, if I want to grasp Forge-Heaven Gate’s handle, from which direction should I start?”
Sun Yingying’s face showed difficulty: “This matter, our Happy Valley really doesn’t know, even if we did, we wouldn’t dare to recklessly spread such news.
We really can’t afford to offend Forge-Heaven Gate.
You might ask Mo Yunshen and so on.”
“He’s not worth mentioning,” Li Ping’an shook his head:
“Cultivating for hundreds of years, only to reach the fourth or fifth rank of Heavenly Immortal and still daring to claim genius, is simply laughable.
“My father didn’t cultivate for long, and being a Heavenly Immortal is within easy reach.
Now, he is just suppressing his realm to consolidate his understanding of the Dao Realm, hence he is not rushing to advance to Heavenly Immortal.
“Is there any, small talk or rumors about Forge-Heaven Gate’s sect leader and their Golden Immortals?
Even their romantic affairs will do?”
Although she had no evidence, she always felt like she had been subtly insulted by the man before her.
“This, I need to verify upon returning,” she said.
Li Ping’an furrowed his brow:
“Doesn’t your side have any information that could earn me twenty spirit stones?”
Sun Yingying smiled wryly: “The information you’re asking for differs too greatly from what I’ve prepared.”
Li Ping’an asked, “What have you prepared?
Rest assured, as long as you share some information, I certainly won’t let you leave empty-handed.
This could also be the start of a good relationship between us.”
Sun Yingying glanced at the storage treasure next to Li Ping’an, hummed lightly, and still shook her head gently.
She said, “That would not conform with the rules of Happy Valley.”
“Oh?” Li Ping’an said, puzzled, “How so?”
“It is up to us to set the price for the information,” Sun Yingying’s eyes shone with realization, “You’ve taken such a big roundabout, just to drive the price down.
As a grand Wisdom-Ready Immortal, are you also reluctant to part with your spirit stones?”
Li Ping’an asked with a smile, “Are these rules unbreakable?”
“Of course, Happy Valley stands by the credibility established through adhering to rules…”
“Well, then, I won’t keep you,” he said.
Li Ping’an picked up the tea next to him and took a sip.
Sun Yingying paused for a moment, but didn’t say anything else.
She got up, bowed to Li Ping’an, and turned to leave through the gap in the screen nearby.
Outside, a True Immortal was waiting to guide her out.
As Sun Yingying approached the stairs, she turned her head for a glance, and saw Li Ping’an putting down the teacup with a slight smile on his lips.
Elder Yansheng rose from the next room and seemed to be about to discuss some important matters.
Sun Yingying felt surprisingly annoyed at the bottom of her heart.
This fellow really is difficult to deal with.
Listening to her fading footsteps, Li Ping’an closed his eyes and concentrated, carefully sensing his surroundings.
Once Elder Yansheng entered the screen, Heavenly Immortal power sealed off the area.
Suddenly, Li Ping’an stood up and flicked a streak of green light from his sleeve, which turned into a puppet.
A drop of essence blood on the puppet’s back made it surrounded by immortal light.
In just two breaths, it turned into another ‘Li Ping’an’, lifelike and fully detailed, the only drawback being its inability to speak.
Elder Yansheng sat down beside the puppet, nodding at Li Ping’an with a smile.
He then picked up his dry pipe and began to puff clouds of smoke.
The real Li Ping’an used a cloud-concealing technique to drift out the window, heading towards the alleys of the city.
A little later, clad in black attire, a black cloak, and wearing a half-mask, ‘Mo Wenqing’ made his entrance once again.
Qing Su’s voice came from his embrace: “Master, Sun Yingying is walking back.”
Li Ping’an slightly raised his eyebrows and, after calculating his plan, submerged into the earth and appeared on the path Sun Yingying must pass to return to Drunken Moon Tower.
After a short wait, he saw Sun Yingying walking by, her face gloomy.
Li Ping’an found the feeling of a wild and unrestrained demon cultivator, folded his arms, leaned in the shadows at the corner of the alley, and released the Hidden Dust Technique.
Using his enhanced Spiritual Sense, he simulated the Dao Charm of a Yuan Immortal.
As Sun Yingying passed by…
Li Ping’an raised his chin slightly.
Sun Yingying, taken aback, turned around to look at the alleyway, suddenly pursing her lips with a light laugh.
Her disguised face wore a smile like the warm bloom of spring.
It was as if light pink bubbles fluttered by her little ears.
What are you doing here!”
Li Ping’an, using ‘Mo Wenqing’s’ distinct voice, laughed, “It’s been a while.
I was passing by and came to see you.”
“Did you come just to see me?”
Sun Yingying couldn’t stop smiling:
“Then wait for me, I’ll change clothes…
Oh, right, come with me quickly, they’re checking for demon cultivators around here recently!”
Li Ping’an’s eyes brightened.
There was hope for his plan.
“The sun comes out and I climb the hill, to the peak I go, wanting to sing~”
Li Dazhi hummed a tune he favored in his previous life, stretching his legs as he leisurely stepped out from an inner room of the inner hall, thinking to himself:
“This Strengthening Bone Liquor is really good.”
Several figures had already been waiting for a while in the distance.
Li Dazhi walked over with his hands behind his back, waved them along, and took a few stewards to the workroom in the corner of the outer hall.
No sooner had he sat down than the stewards began reporting briskly:
There have been movements from Forge-Heaven Gate’s side!”