Chapter 125: Chapter 121 The Virtuous Son-in-law Chapter 125: Chapter 121 The Virtuous Son-in-law Before this, they hadn’t seen the Ghost Mother Yaksha attack Li Ping’an with sharp hair and a red umbrella, nor had they seen the dense black air under the lake; they had only seen a huge water curtain in the shape of the Lotus Platform, they had only seen Li Ping’an attack the water surface with strange strength to form a clearing.

If the two videos about Li Ping’an seen online before: predicting the death of the female anchor Zhou Shufenzi and capturing ghosts at the Silver Dragon Hotel, could be explained by scripts and special effects, then this time, the enormous water curtain of the Lotus Platform, the dragon absorbing water tens of meters high, and the terrifying Ghost Mother Yaksha were all clear as day to anyone with unclouded eyes!

All of this couldn’t be scripts and special effects! It was all real!

Li Ping’an, of course, still did not want to expose his strength and secrets, although they had seen it, he could only chuckle:

“It was also qualified to battle with me? Too weak, I used less than thirty percent of my means to deal with it.”

Li Ping’an touched his clothes, which were damp from the recent fight, and continued to deceive:

“That wasn’t any ghost, but a giant catfish; the worker who drowned here earlier must have been dragged into the water by it, do you understand?”

Yuan Furong immediately responded excitedly:

“Ping’an, do you think we are blind or stupid? You were floating on the water, that thing wanted to eat me, it was less than half a meter from me, I saw it clearly, how could that be a catfish? Do you think I haven’t seen a catfish before?”

“Maybe it’s a catfish affected by radiation from Wakoku Country…hahahaha!”

The nonsense Li Ping’an spouted even made him laugh, and Yuan Furong also understood at this moment why Li Ping’an denied the videos about him circulated online; even the one in the Silver Dragon Hotel was debunked by the videographer himself. It turned out that Li Ping’an didn’t want the world to know that he could cast spells, that he was an immortal.

Luckily, she had the eye to recognize a hero and had believed in Li Ping’an, the living immortal, from the start, or else she would be as foolish as those online who questioned him.

Looking at the living immortal in her arms, he was a presence more precious than pandas in this world, truly a national treasure within national treasures. Previously somewhat reluctant to associate with Li Ping’an, she now found herself liking and admiring Li Ping’an even more, afraid he’d leave her, a mere mortal, and fly away, so she held him even tighter.

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Li Ping’an looked around and confirmed that only Yuan Furong, Yuan Qingfeng, Zhang Chi, and a few others had seen him perform spells and fight the ghost. He couldn’t help but worry.

Yuan Furong, the superstar, now his little fangirl, would surely listen to everything he said and definitely wouldn’t let the word out. But he was not sure about Yuan Qingfeng, Zhang Chi, and the others so he looked at them and questioned:

“Hey, you guys didn’t secretly film with your mobile phones, did you? I’m afraid you’ll post it online and cause me unnecessary trouble!”

Yuan Qingfeng, Zhang Chi, and the others had also recovered by that moment, and quickly stood up and answered honestly:

“We were so shocked by your spellcasting that our minds went blank, almost scared to death by that ghostly thing, who had the spare time to film?”

“Hmm, that’s right.”

Li Ping’an also confirmed they hadn’t lied or secretly filmed, but the key issue was they had seen it, after all, and it’s hard to control what comes out of someone else’s mouth. After a few days, someone might spill the beans, so he tentatively asked again:

“So, you guys didn’t see anything just now, right?”

Yuan Qingfeng, Zhang Chi, and the others didn’t quite grasp what Li Ping’an meant, and said with a flattering tone:

“Living immortal, we clearly saw everything just…”

“Hmm?”

Li Ping’an pretended to form seals with his hands, employing the same method he had used to deal with the Ghost Mother Yaksha just earlier, casting a sideways glance at everyone, the message couldn’t be more clear: whoever speaks out, dies. Of course, he was only trying to scare them.

“Yes, yes, dear son-in-law, we didn’t see anything just now, so we won’t say anything.”

The experienced Jianghu, Yuan Qingfeng, immediately caught on and, after stating this himself, he nudged the others with his elbow.

“Yes, yes, we too didn’t see anything and won’t say a word. It was just a nightmare.”

“There wasn’t any such thing at all; it was just a strange gust of wind earlier.”

“Exactly, exactly, we only saw a big catfish…”

Among them, Zhang Chi, who looked down upon Li Ping’an, was trying his hardest to please, which made Li Ping’an shake his head and smile helplessly.

Seeing Li Ping’an in a good mood, Yuan Qingfeng quickly wrapped an arm around him, showing great respect as he spoke:

“Dear son-in-law, now that you’ve dealt with that ghost…”

“Ahem!”

Li Ping’an quickly coughed several times to remind him not to talk nonsense.

Yuan Qingfeng immediately corrected himself and continued:

“Now that you’ve dealt with that big catfish, our group can continue with the construction. Once this water-based hotel is built, we’ll give you twenty percent of the shares. What do you think, son-in-law?”

Hearing Yuan Qingfeng call him ‘dear son-in-law’ repeatedly, treating him as if he was definitely going to be his future son-in-law, and seeing how obedient Yuan Qingfeng was acting, Li Ping’an didn’t bother asking them for money anymore:

“Uncle Yuan, you’re a businessman yourself, you should know the water-based hotel you mentioned will take at least two years to build. Are you just trying to dangle a carrot in front of me?”

“You misunderstand, son-in-law. I just wanted to provide you with some assets. As long as you marry my daughter, we’re all family. Tell me, what business do you want to do? I’ll support you fully, and it doesn’t matter if we lose money, because we’re family after all.

“Hahaha! Yes, yes, all one family!”

Li Ping’an once again felt the immense benefits that stepping into “Black Myth: The Fated One” brought him, making a chairman of a publicly-listed company eager to marry his daughter to him, a transformation from a nameless, lonely college student to this was indeed marvelous.

“About doing business, I think it’s unnecessary…I just want…”

Prior to this, Li Ping’an had dreamt of making a fortune and living a good life, but as his cultivation grew and his power increased, he found that worldly wealth was becoming increasingly useless to him. Besides, he had already earned 1.15 million, which was enough for him, so he just replied two words:

“Peace and quiet.”

“Peace and quiet?”

“Yes! Absolute peace and quiet, just like before, undisturbed by anyone.”

Yuan Qingfeng, hearing this, was a bit puzzled by Li Ping’an; he could easily make a fortune with his skills, and becoming the wealthiest man in Hehuang seemed within reach. Yet, at an age when he most needed money, he desired none, only wanting to live as he had before, truly magnanimous.