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

After briefly discussing upcoming actions with him, Li Che passed the Divine Communication Mirror to Li Qingshan and taught him how to use it.

”Is this the Thousand Li Divine Communication Mirror of the Corpse God Cult? Thatʼs a Seven Elemental Divine Weapon... and youʼre just giving them away like this?” Li Qingshan asked, astonished.

Being worldly-wise, he was shocked. The Thousand Li Divine Communication Mirror was an exclusive Divine Weapon of the Corpse God Cult, that could only be used after receiving the Corpse Curse Mark.

In Li Qingshanʼs mind, the Underworld, where Ox Demon and Horse Face came from, suddenly seemed a little more sophisticated.

”Tonight, Iʼll go scout out the reality, to see how many masters of the Corpse God Cult are hidden within the Heart Monkey Temple,” Li Che said softly.

Li Qingshan was eager to try, but considering he didnʼt have the same kind of evasive skill as Horse Face, he worried that if there really were as many masters from the Corpse God Cult in Heart Monkey Temple, or if a Septenary Corpse God Envoy was present, and he ended up surrounded, he might end up bitterly defeated.

After telling Li Qingshan to watch for messages on the Divine Communication Mirror, Li Che departed the mountain.

As usual, he went to work at the Cliffs Edge Treasure Tower of the Qintian Observatory.

Li Che was serious about his work.

From nine to five, without fail.

For the next two days, Li Cheʼs life returned to stability and routine.

During the day, he worked, sending his Fairy in the Painting alter egos to carve wood carvings, completing tasks, and earning wages.

Meanwhile, his main body trained in various Jue Xue, strengthening his internal organs, while the cultivation of the Divine Foundationʼs Nurturing Nature was left to separate selves with Nurturing Nature, distributing Divine Crystals to satisfy the cultivation needs.

Li Che felt he was too busy.

Even with his alter egos, he was still bustling.

But this type of busyness, along with the slow feeling of becoming stronger, gave him a very steady and fulfilling sense of heart.

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...

Ji Moliʼs youngest son, the Young Prince, was very high-profile on the first day he entered Mansion City.

Afterwards, once he checked into the City Lordʼs Mansion, there was no more noise.

As if having completely quieted down, he was diligently cultivating, preparing for the Temple God Resonance.

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