139: Emperor: How dare you bring back the Plague God Li Yan!
When Li Yan saw Yan Qingqing, a thought popped into his mind.
Similar.
Too similar!
How could that rough old man Yan Poshan give birth to such a daughter?
This Yan Qingqing was too similar to his disciple from tens of thousands of years ago, Moonlit Sword Immortal.
However, Li Yan could sense that Yan Qingqing was just an ordinary blood magic cultivators, without any of the temperament an Immortal should possess.
Looking at the young girl before him, Li Yan’s expression was somewhat dazed.
It seemed he had met an old friend, yet it wasn't her.
OHazy moon and Zenmatsu had long since Ascended to the Upper Realm, how could they be in this Lower Realm?
Moreover, when Li Yan saw Yan Qingqing, he was certain that this person was indeed not OHazy moon.
Although she looked very much like OHazy moon, she truly wasn't.
At this moment, a hint of disappointment welled up in Li Yan’s heart.
But upon closer thought, his disciples had already become Golden Immortals in the Upper Realm, and as a Master, he should be happy for them.
Forget it.
Li Yan sighed inwardly, casting away the distracting thoughts.
However, in these few short breaths of time, Yan Poshan saw it and rejoiced in his heart.
Very good!
Very good indeed!
The Saint clearly paused for a moment when he saw his daughter.
In Yan Poshan's eyes, that meant Li Yan had taken a liking to his precious daughter!
What Yan Poshan worried about most was his own daughter.
After all, he was already in the Feather Transformation Realm, and after Feather Transformation came Ascension.
If Yan Poshan Ascended to the Upper Realm, who would take care of his daughter?
This old Yan had also tried to find a Dao Companion for his daughter many times, but his daughter was reclusive by nature, only knowing how to Cultivate, and unwilling to interact with outsiders.
He found several Dao Companions for his daughter, but she wouldn't even glance at them.
But now it was good!
With the arrival of the Saint, his daughter also became more proactive.
The former Yan Qingqing, relying on her status as the Sect Master's daughter, was indifferent to everyone.
Now, Yan Qingqing actually took the initiative to bring Li Yan a golden basin to wash away the dust for the Saint.
Yan Poshan stroked his thick beard, smiling with narrowed eyes.
"It seems my daughter still prefers young and powerful ones."
"She doesn't fancy other powerful old men."
Look now!
It used to be Yan Qingqing, who always acted like the Sect Master's daughter, indifferent to everyone else.
Now, she actually took the initiative to pick up a handkerchief and wipe the dust from Li Yan's hands.
The young girl's slender hand took Li Yan's strong large hand, and the handkerchief, stained with holy water, meticulously wiped every inch of skin.
Seeing his daughter being sensible, he, as an old father, also showed a gratified smile.
And Li Yan, looking at the girl who resembled OHazy moon before him, didn't say much either.
He would just consider it fate and lead them out of suffering.
At this moment, the scenery outside the warship window was constantly changing, and it soon docked at an airport on a mountain peak.
Li Yan's gaze turned to the window: "Where is this place?"
Yan Poshan became spirited and enthusiastically introduced.
"Saint, this place is the Sect gate of my Blood Servant Sect."
"This is the mountaintop airport I built, which can accommodate hundreds of floating warships."
"Further on is the main hall of the Blood Servant Sect, where all the Elders and Protectors of the Blood Servant Sect are waiting for you."
Li Yan wiped the water from his hands and said lightly, "Lead the way."
Yan Qingqing, standing beside him holding the water basin, showed a puzzled expression in her eyes.
She didn't know why Li Yan seemed uninterested in her.
Clearly before… before he had been staring at her.
But Yan Qingqing's heart had already been captivated by this mysterious Saint.
The special aura that emanated from Li Yan, his every word and action, were full of majesty, unlike anyone she had ever met before.
That was because Li Yan had undergone the baptism of the Divine Tomb Battle and had seen too many ancient powerful beings.
He even dared to chase and chop at the Bloodline Emperor Lord!
Several major battles, and he had also witnessed Immortals of higher levels.
This caused Li Yan's entire demeanor to undergo a drastic change.
And Yan Qingqing had been pampered by her family and Sect since childhood, like a moon surrounded by stars.
She had always been the center of attention, always the most special existence in the crowd.
Now, serving tea and water in front of Li Yan, she seemed somewhat overshadowed.
She had thought that the Saint would be particularly enthusiastic towards her, at least… different in attitude.
But Li Yan's indifference, on the contrary, made Yan Qingqing's heart feel somewhat hurt.
She didn't know why, Li Yan had been very interested in her before, but now he acted like a stranger.
Watching Li Yan fly off the ship and towards the Sect hall, Yan Qingqing felt a bit deflated.
"Father, why… why is the Saint so cold to me?"
Facing Li Yan's attitude, Yan Poshan, however, gave a different explanation with a playful smile.
"Daughter, you're still too young."
"This Saint is a Master; his move is called 'feigned indifference to capture'."
"Back in the day, your mother and I, it was like holding a pipa half-hidden; I deliberately lured her to take the bait."
"Men, you know, they all like to put on an act."
Listening to her father talk eloquently, teaching her how to win over Li Yan.
Yan Qingqing showed a puzzled expression: "But father, wasn't mother snatched by you to be your mountain bandit wife?"
"Did father and mother really have a love story?"
Yan Poshan, whose old secrets were exposed, awkwardly coughed a few times.
"Cough… cough cough cough!"
"Although your mother was snatched by me, I didn't force her."
"I brought her delicious food every day, gave her all sorts of treasures, slowly winning her favor, making her willing to be with me."
Hearing her father say this, Yan Qingqing stroked her chin and pondered for a moment.
"Father, your behavior is like Wangcai from the village entrance at the foot of the mountain."
Yan Poshan scratched the back of his head: "Why do you say that? How do you know? What are the similarities?"
"Father is like that Wangcai, like a simp."
As soon as these words came out, Yan Poshan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
It stung.
Was this still his biological daughter?
How could such a tender little mouth utter such heart-piercing words?
To think I, Yan Poshan, kill without batting an eye outside.
How did I become the so-called Wangcai in front of my daughter?
The dignity of a mighty Feather Transformation Realm expert…
Yan Poshan's face turned red, and he looked back at his subordinates behind him, who were trying to suppress their laughter.
"Laughing? You like to laugh, do you?"
"Come! Behold this Sect Master's Great Oblivion Spell!"
Yan Poshan could only vent his inner frustration on the foreheads of his subordinates.
After clearing the memories of those who were watching the show.
Yan Poshan looked towards the main hall: "The ceremony is about to begin."
Yan Qingqing's clear, bright eyes were full of curiosity: "Father, what ceremony?"
"The ceremony to welcome the Saint, Inviting the Divine Descent!"
"At that time, the Saint will meet the Bloodline Emperor Lord within the Formation."
Upon hearing her father say this, Yan Qingqing also became excited.
"I wonder if the Emperor Lord, that old man, will be very happy to see us bring the Saint back?"
However, the father and daughter did not know.
Not only was the Emperor Lord happy, he was furious, almost jumping out of his coffin to curse at them.
They dared to bring anything here, they brought Li Yan, this plague god, over!