As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality

Xi Xi seemed frozen like a sculpture.

Only her curious eyes could blink.

The father and daughter, under the rank’s pressure, had turned into wood carvings, unable to move, having lost control over their bodies!

However...

Inside Li Che’s chest, a violent throbbing sound exploded.

It was like evening drums and morning bells, resembling the ringing of a great bell!

Dao Fruits shimmered with flowing light, bouncing as if the heart was supplying blood, instantly flowing through the body, breaking through the oppression!

[Immortal Artisan],[Dragon Elephant Vajra],[Pure Heart],[Chess Saint],[Fairy in the Painting]...

Five Dao Fruits lit up five glows on Li Che’s body!

Sitting up seriously, he stared intently at Li Che, squinting his eyes.

After a long while...

The Third Crown Prince appeared melancholic.

"I didn’t expect you to break the game in such a way... It’s different, completely different."

"Have you never thought about what you would do if you couldn’t beat that dragon and that man?"

The Third Crown Prince asked Li Che.

Li Che smiled warmly, "Take my daughter and flee."

"When the strength is sufficient..e back to kill."

The corner of the Third Crown Prince’s mouth twitched, truly a wily old dog!

The moment he took that Yin Divine Sword, he had shown an unmatched scoundrel’s posture.

The Third Crown Prince jumped up from the black lotus platform, hands behind his back.

"Alright."

"Anyway, you won’t give up on your daughter, right?"

Li Che nodded lightly.

"As a father, I naturally won’t give up my own daughter."

"Envious."

The Third Crown Prince’s mood seemed to sink for a moment; he looked down at his own feet, then turned to look at Xi Xi: "I really envy you for having such a father." ŘåŊôꞖƐȿ

Xi Xi, held in Li Che’s arms, seemed able to move again under the protection of the Dao Fruits’ aura, shielded from the Third Crown Prince’s rank pressure.

Hearing the Third Crown Prince’s envy, she immediately lifted her chin proudly.

Xi Xi’s daddy is the best!

This is Xi Xi’s daddy!

The Third Crown Prince’s words concluded.

Black lotus petals on the black lotus platform suddenly wrapped around the Third Crown Prince.

In an instant, they broke through the mysterious fog and disappeared.

Li Che held Xi Xi, watching the disappearing Third Prince Temple God, his eyes still flashing with a hint of doubt.

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His perception spread out but was completely unable to detect the will of the Temple God.

His gaze lifted, looking towards the distant mysterious fog.

Gradually, the mysterious fog started to clear.

He saw an ancient and dilapidated Mysterious Temple.

This was the true Mysterious Temple.

This time, on the steps in front of the Mysterious Temple, there was no other "Xi Xi" sitting.

Li Che put down Xi Xi.

"Go on..."

Li Che rubbed Xi Xi’s head.

His eyes held a bit of regret, for he could not enter this Mysterious Temple.

Or rather, all Divine Children and Spirit Children who came to resonate with the Temple God could not step inside the Mysterious Temple; they could only get close.

The closer they got, the more they could receive the Temple God’s gifts.

"How can one enter the Four Royal Mysterious Temple?"

Li Che couldn’t help but feel a hint of regret.

He had planned to enter the Mysterious Temple to observe the statues of the Temple Gods.

And to leave behind a Chess Saint chess piece.

To create an entrance for himself, so he could return frequently.

But now...

That thought had to be dismissed.

Shaking his head, he watched Xi Xi walk towards the stairs of the Mysterious Temple.

Li Che’s toes tapped lightly, and his figure shot backwards rapidly.

He appeared next to the half-human, half-dragon corpse of Ji Haihui.

Indifferently looking at Ji Haihui’s corpse...

He suppressed the impulse to destroy the body and remove the traces.

He thought of Qin Feng Huo and then of the terrifying death qi and corpse qi inside the Qin family’s carriage...

"Yuan Jingang..."

Li Che murmured.

The mysterious, Seven Yuan Upper-tier Corpse God Envoy of the Corpse God Cult, Yuan Jingang.

He had been hiding within the Qin family all along.

Li Che had never noticed him, despite having scanned the Qin family numerous times, but he had never detected him.

It can only be said...

That the Corpse Curse Mark mastered by Yuan Jingang must exceed the Seven Elements, reaching the level of the Six Bureaus!

And this time, the Corpse God Cult must have also planned something for this Temple God Resonance.

So...

Isn’t this the perfect opportunity to frame someone?

Li Che started to laugh.

His fingers clenched.

From the Seven Elemental Corpse Curse Mother-and-Child Seal, he drew out death qi and corpse qi, and then from his fingers, the Dragon Elephant Silver Gang sprang to life.

Mixing together, he injected it into the wounds of Ji Haihui’s corpse.

Creating the false appearance that he had been killed by a powerful Cursed Silver Corpse of the Corpse God Cult...

Of course, this was just an impromptu arrangement by Li Che, intended to confuse and mislead.

Apart from the Temple God and himself, Li Che, no one knew that Xi Xi had killed Ji Haihui, but just to be safe, he flung some more mud at the Corpse God Cult.

This made it even more difficult to guess that it was done by Xi Xi.

As for the conflict between Ji Haihui and Xi Xi...@@novelbin@@

Are the squabbles between children considered conflicts?

After doing all this, Li Che smiled, his toes tapped, and like ripples in mysterious fog, his whole figure disappeared from sight.

Xi Xi didn’t look back; she knew her father would always be there.

She walked boldly and relaxedly.

Although she had just acquired two Divine Weapons, a gold brick, and another Golden Light Wheel, there was still a true gift from the Temple God to be received.

When Xi Xi reached the stairs.

Suddenly.

Her mind buzzed, and a resonating sound followed.

Her tiny figure sat down directly on the stairs.

She began to receive the inheritance of the Temple God.

...

...

"Is it over?"

A strange shade began to slowly flow over the dried bark-like face of Jiao Shaoqiu.