Immortality begins with inheriting the myriad arts of cultivation.

Chapter 8 The Unexplained Invitation

Both the bearded man and the frail scholar had one hand hanging down beside their storage pouches at their waists.

Judging from their appearance, if Li Ping dared to make a move, they would immediately launch their magical artifacts and unleash a thunderous attack.

He was facing two Foundation Establishment cultivators, one of whom was a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator.

He hadn't even cultivated any Foundation Establishment stage techniques, and he didn't even have a single magic weapon suitable for a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. Li Ping knew that daring to resist would only bring shame upon himself.

"Have I offended these two people? Why do I have no recollection of them at all?" Li Ping's mind raced as he recalled his life over the past few decades, but he still had no clue about the identities of the two men.

"Fortunately, we are in the Immortal City now, and there are the rules of the Immortal City. The two people opposite should not dare to actually kill anyone."

Thinking of this, Li Ping took a few steps towards the city before speaking calmly: "I am indeed Li Ping. May I ask what advice you two have for me? I have an appointment with Fairy Meng Qingyi of Qinglong Mountain, so I'm afraid I cannot linger here for too long."

As they spoke, Li Ping subtly revealed his relationship with Meng Qingyi, attempting to make the other party wary.

Anyway, he's going to join Qinglong Mountain as a guest elder in the future, so Fairy Meng won't mind using this background now.

Within the Immortal City, there should be no cultivator who dares to provoke the Azure Dragon Mountain lineage.

Unfortunately, to Li Ping's disappointment, the burly, bearded cultivator merely nodded indifferently upon hearing Li Ping's words: "Since you are Li Ping, then come with us. Someone wants to question you!"

This immediately made Li Ping's heart sink, and his heartbeat accelerated instantly. The other party seemed completely unconcerned about the "Azure Dragon Mountain background" behind him, as if he had a very important background.

Even so, Li Ping couldn't possibly go with them as promised.

If we go with them, who knows where we'll be taken? Our situation will be worse than if we take action now!

"How should I address you two fellow Daoists?" Li Ping tried to inquire about their identities.

Seeing that Li Ping refused to go with him and kept asking questions, the burly man with the thick beard glared at him fiercely: "We told you to come with us, and you're still being so indecisive. Do you want to suffer?"

"call!"

Faced with the threat from the burly man with a thick beard, Li Ping took a deep breath, but didn't move an inch, already prepared to take action.

He would never allow himself to be taken away by them without knowing their identities.

"Let's take a gamble. If we can delay things even a little, the cultivators of Azure Dragon Mountain will find out!"

But... just as Li Ping was about to make a move, the frail scholar who had been standing behind the burly man with the thick beard tugged at his arm: "Brother Xiong, let me do it."

Then, he looked at Li Ping with a solemn expression: "Li Ping, right? We are cultivators from Qinglong Mountain. The Fairy Meng you mentioned is my senior sister. The reason we've come to find you today is because another senior sister of mine has some questions for you!"

As he spoke, he took out an ancient blue token and waved it in front of Li Ping.

Li Ping could see clearly that it was indeed a token from Qinglong Mountain.

However, tokens can be forged, and Meng Qingyi's identity isn't exactly a big secret in the Immortal City. Who knows if what they're saying is true? So Li Ping still couldn't believe the two people in front of him.

In this dangerous world of cultivation, how dare you trust others so easily?

The scholar's words puzzled him even more. Did the other woman's senior sister want to see him and ask him something?

"Fellow Daoists..."

Li Ping tried to stall for time by making irrelevant remarks, which made the bearded man and the frail scholar impatient and ready to forcibly take Li Ping down.

Fortunately, at that moment, reinforcements finally arrived.

Wearing a light blue ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) and moon-white plain shoes, with a sweet and charming face, it was none other than Meng Qingyi.

Seeing the three of them looking tense, Meng Qingyi's expression was somewhat strange: "Senior Brother Xiong, Junior Brother Ye, and Fellow Daoist Li, what happened? Why do you all look like you're about to fight?"

"It's infuriating! No matter what we say, this kid just won't believe us!" The burly man with a thick beard looked at Meng Qingyi with impatience. "Junior Sister Meng, you've come at the right time. You go and talk to him."

The frail scholar was also somewhat helpless: "Senior Sister Meng, Fellow Daoist Li refuses to come with us."

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Upon seeing Meng Qingyi appear, Li Ping finally dared to believe that the burly man with the thick beard and the frail scholar were indeed cultivators from Qinglong Mountain. No wonder they acted so recklessly.

He forcibly used Meng Qingyi's name as a backdrop.

This is truly a case of a fake meeting the real deal.

Faced with invitations from two mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators and one early-Foundation Establishment cultivator, especially on their territory, Li Ping clearly had no choice but to accept.

After Meng Xianzi patiently explained, he could only obediently set up his escape light and follow the three of them towards Qinglong Mountain.

Li Ping was also curious about the identity of the person who wanted to see him, given that they could command so many Foundation Establishment cultivators to "arrest" him. He transmitted his voice in confusion, "Fairy Meng, who exactly wants to see me?"

Upon hearing Li Ping's telepathic message, Meng Qingyi smiled bitterly. Then, her lips moved slightly, and her clear voice rang directly in Li Ping's ear: "To be honest, Fellow Daoist Li, it is my thirteenth senior sister who wants to see you. In fact, I never expected that simply inviting Fellow Daoist Li to become a guest elder of the Immortal City would inexplicably involve my thirteenth senior sister and enrage her."

Then, Meng Qingyi, seemingly feeling guilty, introduced this "Thirteenth Senior Sister" to Li Ping.

Fenglan Zhenren was a Core Formation cultivator who had lived for over four hundred years. Most of her top-ranking disciples had already passed away after their lifespans had run out.

The earliest disciple still alive is the thirteenth disciple, Dai Sangyu.

According to Meng Qingyi's introduction, this Senior Sister Dai possesses a unique "cloud-type" spiritual root and has already reached the peak of Foundation Establishment.

While Master Fenglan was in seclusion, she actually managed all the affairs, big and small, of the entire Immortal City and the Azure Dragon Mountain lineage.

Inviting Li Ping to join Qinglong Mountain as a guest elder naturally requires her approval.

But to everyone's surprise, Senior Sister Dai became furious as soon as she saw the materials Meng Qingyi submitted.

She even directly instructed the bearded senior brother and the scholarly junior brother Ye to "invite" Li Ping back to see her.

Meng Qingyi only rushed over after finding out the information later.

Now, Li Ping was even more bewildered.

He only learned the name Dai Sangyu today.

Moreover, he had always tried to live a lowly life in the Immortal City, honestly cultivating immortality, and it was even more impossible for him to offend a Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator.

But the other party became furious as soon as they saw my information.

What's going on?

Li Ping voiced his doubts.

Meng Qing was equally puzzled. Sensing Li Ping's unease, she could only offer words of comfort: "Perhaps there's some misunderstanding. Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Li. Senior Sister Thirteen is usually very fair in her dealings with people. As long as the misunderstanding is cleared up, she won't make things difficult for you."

"I hope so."

We are at their mercy, like fish on a chopping board.

Li Ping could only sigh inwardly.