Chapter 11 People, Emotions, World, Past_3

"The child is still young! No, wait! This child is only in the Qi Cultivation realm! If injured, his Dao Foundation could be damaged!"

"It's not their fault! Not their fault! They were only fighting back in self-defense!"

"Oh dear!"

After a bit of a struggle, Li Dazhi pushed through the crowd, his anger unabated as he stomped his foot in annoyance and glared fiercely at his son.

Li Ping'an hung his head obediently, turning a deaf ear.

He had already become familiar with his father's tactics; he could even imagine his father's complete dialogue in his mind.

Nothing else, just familiar with his old man's ways.

"Ah!"

Li Dazhi showed a wistful expression and then immediately composed himself, turning around and quickly striding towards the Immortals from Elixir Dust Peak, his hands flustered inside his wide sleeves, his expression turning somewhat anxious.

The Immortals from Elixir Dust Peak were on high alert!

Following the conventions of the cultivation world, they began to think about what to say back in response to the scolding;

Yun Chenzi, hiding outside the hall, was also ready to make an appearance.

Yun Chenzi, as an old Heavenly Immortal, naturally had more considerations than the others, and he started to ponder the consequences of losing face in front of ancestor Kongming...

"Oh no! What are we to do!"

Li Dazhi took out a pile of Spirit Stones and treasures from his sleeve, which shone brilliantly in his embrace.

"I really don't know what to say about this! It's my fault! My fault! My son is wild and hot-tempered, and I haven't taught him well! How did he end up fighting with our Peak's disciples...

"Please be magnanimous and don't compare yourselves with him! I'm here to apologize to everyone!"

The entire hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The Immortals from Elixir Dust Peak were clearly stunned.

Li Dazhi was already rushing towards the Immortals from Elixir Dust Peak, continuing to speak excitedly:

"Really!

"Give these to the child to make up for it!

"I'll be sure to discipline Ping'an when we get back, and I'll take Ping'an to Elixir Dust Peak to apologize in person! Is this the disciple that Ping'an injured? Let me see, oh dear, how could this stinking brat hit so hard! This is really, I have Healing Pills given by my master... This is my token of sincerity, please don't refuse! Give the child one quickly!"

The Immortals from Elixir Dust Peak opened their mouths slightly, and the old True Immortal in the middle, still not quite recovered, was already bewildered with a pile of Spirit Stone treasures in his arms.

Outside the hall, Yun Chenzi frowned deeply.

What sort of tactic is this disciple of the ancestor using?

The Peak Master reacted quickly, immediately conveying a message to the few Immortals from Elixir Dust Peak.

The rigid faces of those Immortals thawed like ice and snow, their movements stiff as they bowed repeatedly.

In no time, the hall was filled with the sound of Li Dazhi and the Immortals from Elixir Dust Peak being overly modest:

"Ai, it's our Elixir Dust Peak disciples who were at fault first, we don't blame young Ping'an."

"Truly, there's no need for such gestures, Elder Dazhi, no need at all! We from Elixir Dust Peak haven't managed our disciples well, and we'll be sure to punish them severely when we return!"

"Elder Dazhi! It's common for children to fight and quarrel, but we must not harm the harmony. Even if our sect rules demand punishment, we shall accept any decision made by the sect!"

"Indeed! For young Ping'an to defeat someone in the Soul Gathering realm while only in the Qi Cultivation realm, truly he is a rare talent!"

Li Dazhi went along with it: "No, no, no, his poor kung fu was let go by this brother! I understand! There's a huge gap in their realms! Please give us father and son a chance to make amends; I will arrange a banquet soon to formally apologize to everyone!"

The Immortals from Elixir Dust Peak immediately said:

"Why go to the trouble of finding a place? Why not come up to our Elixir Dust Peak?"

"Let's go, Uncle Dazhi! Let's leave this small matter for the Mundane Affairs Hall to handle, and we'll go enjoy a few drinks at Elixir Dust Peak!"

"Oh, how could I impose!"

"Our Peak Master also wishes to meet you, Elder Dazhi, please do us the honor of coming over."

"Hmph! This no-good wretched disciple of mine! Failing to watch over a beast meant for an elixir, and thinking about taking two innocent and pitiful little disciples back to take the blame, he'll get what's coming to him! Elder Dazhi! The beast I'm raising, after being roasted slowly with a few medicinal herbs, is quite delicious."

"No, no, spare the young man, everyone. Who among the youth doesn't make mistakes? For my sake, do not punish him, do not punish him!"

"All right! What are you standing there for? Apologize to your Elder Dazhi with a kowtow! You'll get yours later!"

In a blink of an eye, Li Dazhi was escorted by the Immortals from Elixir Dust Peak, and they all flew together out of the hall towards Elixir Dust Peak on a cloud.

The Immortals in the hall watched the distant white cloud drifting away, listening to the cheerful laughter coming from above, most of them were somewhat dazed.

This?

How did it end just like that?

Li Ping'an continued to look up at the sky while Ningning Mu couldn't help but slowly tilt her head.

"Brother—?"

"You'll get used to it."

Elder Yansheng tapped his dry tobacco pipe, opened his eyes to look at Li Ping'an, and revealed a kind smile, getting up and walking over.