There's No Way My Dad Is A Legendary Cultivator Chapter 179 – The Conversation Between the Old Taoist Priest and Jiang Ping  

Jiang Ping smiled wickedly.

He looked in the direction where Lu Zhiheng had walked.

Lu Zhiheng and the other two approached Lu Yuxiang's corpse.

Their angry faces turned green.

Then, the three of them turned their heads in unison.

They bent down and began to vomit.

Jiang Ping looked at the three of them and laughed.

Lu Zhiheng, Zhou Nan, and Wang Xin struggled to stop nausea in their hearts.

They dragged their bodies step by step towards Jiang Ping.

When they saw Jiang Ping holding his stomach and laughing out loud.

The three of them stared at him fiercely.

Jiang Ping quickly waved his hand.

“It's none of my business!”

“You insisted on going over yourself!”

However, Jiang Ping's words did not lessen the hatred of the three people.

Jiang Ping smiled.

“Besides, you can't beat me now.”

“Ahem, I'm not boasting at all. I'm in the heaven ascension realm.”

The three people, with Lu Zhiheng leading, were all surprised.

Their eyes were wide open.

“What?”

“You're in the heaven ascension realm!”

“Weren't you still in the late stage of the earth immortal realm just now!”

At this moment, Lu Zhiheng only had one thought in his mind.

Fortunately, he didn't have any bad blood with Jiang Ping. Otherwise, with this pervert in front of him.

He would definitely be doomed.

Jiang Ping nodded and said.

“Why don't we have a match to verify it?”

The three of them knew that Jiang Ping wouldn't joke about this.

They waved their hands repeatedly.

No need, no need.

Jiang Ping patted Lu Zhiheng's shoulder.

“Old Lu, I'll leave this mess in the eastern district to you.”

Lu Zhiheng looked around.

He nodded and then thought of something.

“Brother Jiang, aren't you still on your way?”

“It's getting dark now. Why don't you leave tomorrow?”

“We have cranes in Yellow Clouds City that are specially used for traveling.”

“You will still be on time if you leave tomorrow morning.”

Jiang Ping thought for a moment and said.

“It won't be too troublesome, right?”

Lu Zhiheng shook his head.

Then, the old Taoist priest walked over from behind Jiang Ping.

“Prepare it for me too. My disciple and I also have to hurry.”

Lu Zhiheng spread out his hands.

“Of course!”

“By the way, tonight there will be a banquet held in the mayor's mansion. We invite the two of you to the mayor's mansion for a chat.”

“How about it?”

Jiang Ping and the old Taoist priest looked at each other.

They both nodded.

After that, the old Taoist priest went straight back to the inn.

Perhaps the two of them had the tacit understanding to chat for a while.

Therefore, they didn't fly but walked back to the inn on foot.

On the way, Jiang Ping first asked the old Taoist priest for his name.

The old Taoist priest answered with a smile.

“My surname is Zhao, and my name is Zhao Tianqian.”

After hearing the old Taoist priest's name, Jiang Ping suspected that the old Taoist priest's parents had a screw loose.

However, he had to be respectful on the surface.

“Tianqian… What a good name! It's loud!”

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and said it was nothing.

Then, Jiang Ping thought of the time when he was in Longyan Town.

He saw his daughter talking with a young Taoist priest on the roof.

He couldn't help but ask.

“Senior, do you have a disciple?”

Zhao Tianqian nodded.

“Yes, he's about the same age as your daughter.”

Jiang Ping narrowed his eyes and looked at the old Taoist priest.

From the old Taoist priest's reaction, he must have known that his daughter and the young Taoist priest knew each other.

Therefore, Jiang Ping asked.

“About my eldest daughter knowing your young disciple…”

The old Taoist priest was also a smart man.

“In Longyan Town, I do have a part to play.”

“But if I tell you that these two little guys have a wonderful fate, do you believe it?”

Jiang Ping was puzzled.

“A wonderful fate?”

“Senior, how did you know?”

Zhao Tianqian said meaningfully.

“I calculated it…”

Jiang Ping was half-convinced, but he wasn't thinking about how the old Taoist priest calculated it.

Instead, he was thinking that his young disciple was trying to abduct his daughter all day long.

It was really like a toad trying to eat a swan's flesh. He had to think of a way to stay away from the two of them.

The old Taoist priest said without turning his head.

“There's no need to think about staying away from us. I've told you, this is their fate.”

“For example, you are going to Xianlai Island to take the ferry; it's the same for us.”

Jiang Ping's eyes widened.

“Senior, you even know about this?”

The old Taoist priest nodded.

“Not only that, but I also know that you have two extra tickets.”

Jiang Ping was speechless.

The old Taoist priest said slowly.

“If it weren't for the unforeseen event in Yellow Clouds City, we would have met on Xianlai Island.”

“And you will give us the two extra tickets.”

After a while, Jiang Ping came back to his senses and suddenly remembered something.

“Senior, since you're so good at fortune-telling, then…”

Zhao Tianqian reached out his hand to stop Jiang Ping, telling him to stop talking.

“You don't have to ask me about your little daughter. I don't know either.”

“And even if I know, I can't tell you directly.”

“I can only tell you that fortune-telling only has two words, which was no fault.”

Jiang Ping didn't understand what the old Taoist priest said.

Just as he was about to open his mouth and ask, the old Taoist priest spoke again.

“Talking too much is not good for both of us, especially your little daughter.”

Jiang Ping shut his mouth and didn't mention this matter anymore.

Just as he was about to walk to the inn, Jiang Ping suddenly remembered.

“Senior, is my Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk still with you?”

The old Taoist priest nodded calmly.

Jiang Ping took out the extra ticket that Fei Cai had bought for him from the Hundred Treasures House.

Then, he handed it to the old Taoist priest.

“The eight trigrams disk isn't of much use to me now. In senior's hands, it can play a better role.”

“Senior, I might as well give it to you.”

“And these two tickets, I'll give them to you as well.”

“Please take it as a gift.”

Jiang Ping had a very good impression of this old Taoist priest in front of him, and his Taoist skills were superb.

He still had to be respectful.

Even though he could kill him with one slap.

The old Taoist priest reached out and took the two tickets made of gold foil.

“At least you're sensible, kid.”

Then the two entered the inn. The old Taoist priest said that he wanted to go back and see his disciple.

He also told Jiang Ping to go to the room of the little girls and the others first and put out the sleeping incense.

Jiang Ping nodded, and the two went into their rooms.

After the old Taoist priest entered the room, he let out a long sigh.

Then, he put out the incense in the room.

He Xiangjiang, who was lying on the bed, woke up slowly.

“Master, why do I feel like I slept for so long?”

“My mind is so dark.”

The old Taoist priest said angrily.

“How could it be not long? Look outside; what time is it already?”

He Xiangjiang looked out of the window.

He saw that the sun had already set.

He hurriedly sat up.

“Master, why didn't you wake me up earlier?”

“Is the city gate open now? Can we hurry on our way?”

Zhao Tianqian pressed He Xiangjiang's shoulder and said.

“There's no rush. It doesn't take long. Master has a friend in Yellow Clouds City, and everything has been arranged.”

“We'll leave tomorrow, and he even prepared tools for us to travel…”

Chapter end