654: Chapter 229 Customized Offense and Defense Suit!_2 654: Chapter 229 Customized Offense and Defense Suit!_2 Immortal Huanglong rubbed his large hands together and said, “That…
Yun Zhongzi instantly withdrew all banners and flags, looking at Immortal Huanglong with a smile.
“Daoist brother,” Immortal Huanglong sighed, “you see, I need to protect Ping’an, and if demons from the West or fiends from the Sea of Blood come, I will be without a suitable weapon.”
“You’ve already destroyed seven Spiritual Treasures,” Yun Zhongzi said helplessly, “and you can’t keep the treasures given to you.
They’re either lost or destroyed in Magical Combat.
With such poor luck, owning a treasure is pointless.”
you can easily create Spiritual Treasures, right…”
“Spiritual Treasures are not so easy to make!”
“Ah, Daoist brother, here I am turning to the light, seeking a method of changing fortunes by the Heavenly Emperor’s side.
You have such abundance of treasures and can refine them with ease, turning decay into a miracle, far surpassing Duobao who only knows how to search for treasures by tens of thousands times!”
“Sigh, this is because of Ping’an’s face.
I can give you treasures, but you must protect Ping’an well.”
“Daoist brother, rest assured, if anyone dares to touch a hair on Ping’an’s head, this poor Daoist will let them know what the cruelty of the Chan Teaching is!
Li Ping’an tilted his head to the side and watched as Immortal Huanglong, with a mix of coaxing and deception, managed to take away a Longsword and a celestial rope from Teacher Yun Zhongzi.
Indeed, Artifact Refiners, no matter the level, are deeply respected.
When Li Ping’an returned to his own courtyard, he was brought by Immortal Huanglong, moving stealthily and invisibly.
The atmosphere in the courtyard was somewhat solemn.
Ye Zisang, Gu Qingcheng, and Yu Yingshu stood outside the study with drooping heads, sighing from time to time.
Inside the study, Elder Yansheng had a grim expression, continuously drawing on his dry tobacco pipe, while Wei Yanzi knelt before Li Ping’an’s desk and chairs.
Li Ping’an’s four trusted aides were quite relaxed.
Xing He and Xinghan stood by the window, each holding a wine jar, looking as if they were watching a good show; Feng Zhansiang sat meditating in the backyard, a Longsword slowly rotating around her; Feng Tingzhu and Chen Ting’er, with Wen Ling’er, were busy in the kitchen, where another familiar figure was also present.
Li Ping’an called out and showed himself with Immortal Huanglong.
The ‘little White Tiger’ in the corner pounced into Li Ping’an’s arms with a roar, clamoring for affection.
Xiaoyue, who was cooking, paused and quickly handed her spatula to Wen Ling’er, smiling broadly as she said, “Ping’an, weren’t you at the Jade Void Palace?
I was thinking of learning a few more dishes here and cooking them for your uncle later.”
Feng Tingzhu immediately bowed in salute: “Greetings, Your Majesty!”
“Why am I Your Majesty now?”
Li Ping’an laughed and said, “At ease, look at Daoist friend Wen Ling’er, she doesn’t salute.”
Wen Ling’er used a tweezer tone: “Greetings, Heavenly Emperor.”
Ping’an scolded with a laugh, “Save it, you!”
Wen Ling’er giggled and continued to focus on cooking.
Li Ping’an said, “Aunt Yue, since you’re here to learn cooking, just keep busy, I came to say hello to you…
What’s going on over there?
Did they get into trouble after drinking and carousing?”
“It’s not exactly trouble,” Xiaoyue nodded slightly, “I came for this matter.
I thought you would return in a few days, let’s talk over here…
Before Li Ping’an could speak, Immortal Huanglong had already said with a smile, “Ordinary, from the Chan Teaching, protector.”
Several people looked at Li Ping’an.
Li Ping’an laughed and said, “It’s indeed so, everyone need not pay too much attention to Senior Huang, feel free to wander around.
Dong’an City can also be considered bustling, with many interesting places to visit.”
“Go on, if there’s anything, just call on this poor Daoist.
Let’s see what’s going on here,” said Immortal Huanglong, tucking his hands into his sleeves and moving closer to the cook stove.
Wen Ling’er was slightly nervous, greeted the senior, and continued to focus on her work.
Li Ping’an stroked the smooth fur of the White Tiger while walking and chatting with Xiaoyue, who detailed everything that had happened at the Casting Cloud Sect to Li Ping’an.
Li Ping’an shook his head with a smile: “Sun Yingying actually found out news about Mo Wenqing in the Eastern Alliance.”
“Ping’an,” Xiaoyue whispered, “your uncle asked me to handle this, so I will take the liberty to ask you, do you fancy this Sun Yingying?
If you do, I’ll go and have a word with her.
Coming to the sect so directly, and even coordinating with her subordinates, she seems to have too many plots in mind.”
“Aunt Yue, you may have misunderstood.
Although Sun Yingying acts boldly, she is also straightforward,” said Li Ping’an softly.
“Based on my understanding of her, those words spoken by the old women probably were not instructed by her.”
Xiaoyue blinked and asked, “Do you fancy her?”
“It’s not like consideration for a Dao companion,” Li Ping’an’s mind flashed through several scenarios.
I intentionally used her before, and there was some ambiguity between us.
I will visit later to apologize and clear up this matter.”
Xiaoyue frowned and said:
“With your current status, personally visiting Drunken Moon Tower to apologize could lead to all kinds of rumors outside.”
“What status could I have,” Li Ping’an said sheepishly, “ordinary, Human Race, almost Heavenly Emperor.”
Xiaoyue couldn’t help but laugh and cry.
She said, “If you feel you owe her, why not write a letter?
I’ll deliver it to Drunken Moon Tower for you.
There’s no need for you to appear in person.
If it’s as you say, then it’s best to completely end her expectations.”
“It’s not exactly debt.
I’ve paid with Spirit Stones every time I bought information, though of course, I’ve also taken some for free…”
“Greetings, Your Excellency!”
Greetings, Your Majesty!”
The people at the door scrambled to salute, and Li Ping’an raised his hand in a gesture of support, wondering, “When did you guys coordinate to change how you address me?”
He Xinghan laughed and said, “It’s a rule set by the celestial official Wang.”
Feng Zhansiang in the backyard heard the commotion, paused her cultivation, and with her Longsword on her back, stepped into the courtyard to salute Li Ping’an.
Li Ping’an entered the study and cheerfully said, “Oh, Steward Wei Yan is kneeling?”