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

Chapter 693: Chapter 233: Underachiever Xi Xi’s Divine Talisman Assessment, the Divine Monkey in a Big Red Kasaya [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_3

Jiao Shaoqiu didn’t say much more; wheels turned, crushing the wind and snow beneath them.

He trekked towards the peak of a mountain.

With Nie Yang, a Great Grandmaster, driving the carriage, their speed was not slow. The foul weather was hardly a hindrance to their advance.

Soon, they could see that atop the peak, a pavilion stood tall in the icy snowy realm.

Every tree on the mountain was covered with ice crystals, appearing crystal clear and exceedingly beautiful.

The carriage slowly came to a halt on the spacious flat ground beneath the pavilion.

Jiao Shaoqiu led Xi Xi, followed by Tie Shancai, as the three of them disembarked from the carriage.

Wuuu wuuu—

Fierce winds howled, the storm raged fiercely!

Snowflakes as big as hands fluttered down from the sky.

Xi Xi, small as she was, circulated her Qi-Blood, vibrant as a baking furnace, feeling not the slightest bit cold.

Curiosity filled her eyes as she gazed at the standing pavilion.

The pavilion was twelve stories high, with flying eaves and carved balustrades. The neatly tiled black roof did not hold a single flake of snow, and the phoenix and luan statues on it seemed to come to life, radiating intense heat.

“Grandpa Zhang, whom are we going to see?”

Xi Xi asked curiously.

“Sect Master’s Wife, Xuan Qisha,” Jiao Shaoqiu replied with a gentle smile.

Xi Xi blinked, inhaling sharply.

Xuan Qisha… Sect Master’s Wife, such a domineering name!

Holding Xi Xi’s hand, they trekked through the snow, leaving behind footprints, one large and one small, trailing one after the other.

Nie Yang followed behind them with Li Chengzhou.

As they approached the pavilion,

Jiao Shaoqiu dusted the snow off from his cloak and also brushed it off from Xi Xi.

Then, Jiao Shaoqiu looked towards the towering pavilion. The profound doorway opened slowly, and a cold, stern wind blew out from within.

Jiao Shaoqiu coughed once, turned around, clasped his fists, bowed deeply.

“Unworthy disciple Jiao Shaoqiu pays a special visit to Master…”

His expression was complex, yet filled with sincerity and respect.

Even Nie Yang, a Great Grandmaster with a sword, had his expression slightly shift.

Xi Xi, Tie Shancai, and Li Chengzhou were almost completely stunned.

Elder Jiao’s Master?!

Inside the pavilion was silence.

After a long while, a sigh sounded from within.

“A hundred years pass in the blink of an eye, Shaoqiu… you’ve aged, and soon you will die.”

Jiao Shaoqiu’s gaze was complex and profound, still maintaining his bow, but his voice…

was somewhat choked up.

“I have disappointed Master… It’s the disciple’s incompetence.”

“That’s enough. Bring her up.”

Within the pavilion, a voice came, as gently as a spring breeze.

Jiao Shaoqiu acknowledged, and then leading Xi Xi, they stepped into the pavilion’s doorway.

Tie Shancai scratched his head, wanting to follow, but as he stepped towards the door, it was as if an invisible force flicked his forehead.

He was sent flying, tumbling countless meters through the snow.

Tie Shancai lay on his back on the ground, the light gone from his eyes.

Nie Yang floated over and helped him up.

With some sympathy, he said, “I told you not to follow…”

“You wouldn’t listen.”

“This pavilion, without the lady’s permission, even the Sect Master would receive a slap if he intruded rashly…”

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Jiao Shaoqiu, leading Xi Xi, slowly climbed the stairs of the ancient pavilion.

When they reached the tenth floor, they finally stopped.

The tenth floor of the pavilion was quite spacious, with the scent of sandalwood lingering.

Xi Xi widened her eyes, very curious, looking around.

Inside the pavilion, an old-fashioned flavor filled the air, vibrant and full of various paintings and Divine Sculptures crowding the shelves.

Even many Divine Talismans with extremely powerful Divine Auras, after being drawn, had been framed and displayed.

“All these Divine Talismans were drawn by Master, the Qian Yuan Divine Sect’s number one Divine Talisman Master,” Jiao Shaoqiu softly said.

It had been many years since he had last called the Sect Master’s Wife his Master.

Yet he never forgot this relationship.

“Master, I am here.”

“Is this the child you’ve chosen? You should know I will only agree to protect her once; are you sure it’s her?”

The faint voice of a woman came from behind the ancient wooden screen.