As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life

Chapter 86: Chapter 83: Dao Fruit Transforms Again, Dragon Elephant Vajra - Ascend [Seeking First Subscription!]_2

”I apologize, Young City Lord, but I must decline the wood carving task. I havenʼt even started carving—my daughter has encountered great evil and nearly got kidnapped. My heart... I canʼt calm down to do the carving, and the carving wouldnʼt be perfect. Imperfect work—I canʼt accept it, so...”

”Would you please convey a message to Lord of the City for me? That I genuinely feel unworthy of the City Lordʼs trust.”

Cao Qingyuanʼs expression immediately turned frosty.

”Master Li, arenʼt you taking this a bit too far?”

”After all this time, you took the order, and with your grandmaster craftsmanship, you should have completed the wood carving by now. My father said, he doesnʼt require a Divine Wood Carving, just one crafted by a grandmasterʼs hand should suffice. Surely a non-Divine Wood Carving is not too difficult for you...”

”It would be but a trivial task for you, Master Li. Could it be that you are looking down on the City Lordʼs Mansion, unwilling to grant us even the slightest bit of face?”

”Or is it that, over this period, Master Li has been preoccupied with other matters... with no time to carve the wood carving?”

The air instantly filled with tension, and the rain and snow floating down from the sky seemed to take on the sharpness of the Divine Foundation Divinity radiating from Cao Qingyuan.

”Or perhaps...”

”Master Li, are you that...”

”Bull Demon!”

Cao Qingyuanʼs voice exploded like thunder beside the ear.

Yet Li Che was far from intimidated, his face filled with feigned horror, ”Young City Lord, slander... thatʼs slander!”

”Hunter Zhang!”

But Cao Qingyuan remained impassive.

The rainfall seemed to suddenly freeze.

Behind him, the lone figure of Divine Catcher Zhang Xiangyang stiffened, steeling himself to take a step forward.

”Terrifying Trace of Light seeks out the fear; I do want to see if Master Li has been truly afraid of the Bull Demon these days, worried about his daughterʼs safety!”

Zhang Xiangyang, wearing his bamboo hat, suddenly looked up. His rough face and whiskers were flying, and his eyes seemed to shine with a faint blue glow.

He stared at Li Che, and a river-like Divinity surged out from Zhang Xiangyang!

Terrifying Trace of Light!

He was going to backtrack through certain fragments of Li Cheʼs past!

Li Che frowned deeply.

This was too much...

Cao Qingyuanʼs aggressive stance made him want to...

Put on a mask!

However, just as he was about to take action, a raindrop suddenly shot out from the courtyard with a whistling sound.

With a ʼsnapʼ, it shattered Zhang Xiangyangʼs dissipating Divinity.

Zhang Xiangyangʼs body shook violently, his bamboo hat cleaved in half down the middle by the shooting raindrop, the force of which caused Zhang Xiangyang to fall backward onto the puddle-filled cobblestone ground in the alley.

A powerful surge of vital energy slowly dissipated within the raindrop.

Zhang Xiangyang turned pale, feeling as if he had just taken a stroll at the doorstep of the King of Hell.

If that raindrop had wished to kill him, it certainly could have instantly pierced through his head and Divinity, ending him utterly.

”Who?!”

Cao Qingyuanʼs eyes narrowed.

He suddenly looked towards the courtyard behind Li Che.

Then he finally noticed the old man sitting under the eaves, a wooden chessboard before him, pinching a black chess piece, deep in thought.

”The people from the City Lordʼs Mansion are indeed domineering, using Divinity to pry into othersʼ privacy at will. Do you not know that the use of Terrifying Trace of Light can have a negative impact on a personʼs mind?”

The old man glanced at Cao Qingyuan, making all the hairs on Cao Qingyuanʼs body stand on end involuntarily.

It was just a look, but it made him feel the presence of imminent death.

As if facing some great, terrifying entity.

”And you are...?”

Cao Qingyuan released his grip on the handle of his knife and bowed with folded hands, his attitude becoming somewhat gentler.

The sound of ripping air suddenly filled the surroundings.

A tall figure landed beside Cao Qingyuan, the man dressed in black and red official robes, his face gentle and scholarly with a well-groomed beard, smiling as he looked at the old man sitting across the chessboard in the courtyard.

”Father...” Cao Qingyuan respectfully bowed.

”So itʼs a senior from the Divine Sect... my son has been disrespectful, I hope the senior wonʼt take offense.”