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

“Only ten or so days remain this month, and the deadline for A Che’s bet with the Sect Master’s Wife is fast approaching—do you think A Che is ready?”

Gongshu Jingjun clasped a teacup, blowing ripples onto the tea surface before sipping it softly.

Tang Xiejia, burly in stature, was far less particular with his tea; he took a hearty gulp, swallowing it down in one go.

“Difficult, becoming a Half-Saint Divine Sculpture… that’s no easy feat. Since the last Half-Saint Divine Sculpture returned gravely injured from the Strange Temple at Equal Heaven Temple and passed away, how many years has it been since Qian Yuan Divine Sect’s Divine Sculpture Ridge produced a Half-Saint Divine Sculpture? Five hundred years, perhaps?”

Tang Xiejia’s words prompted Gongshu Jingjun to let out a slight sigh.

“In the past, our Qian Yuan Divine Sect’s Divine Sculpture business was quite renowned—Guangling Heavenly Pill, Green Cloud Mysterious Talisman, Dragon Abyss Divine Treasure, and then Lingnan Divine Sculpture…”

“But alas, the Lingnan Divine Sculpture of today has long been entirely suppressed by Little Lingyin Temple of Xiling Road.”

“Little Lingyin Temple leans against the abundant resources of the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain Range, rich in Spiritual Wood—besides possessing several Half-Saint Divine Sculptures, they even have a Holy Hand Divine Sculpture presiding over them…”

“Nowadays, cultivators with Divine Fetuses seeking Half-Saint Divine Sculptures or Holy Hand Divine Sculptures all go to Little Lingyin Temple. Our Qian Yuan Divine Sect’s Divine Sculpture business can no longer compete in the Half-Saint domain.”

Gongshu Jingjun took another sip of tea—the bitterness of the tea mirroring the somber bitterness within the heart of the Master of the Divine Carving Ridge.

Suddenly.

A resounding clap of thunder prompted Gongshu Jingjun and Tang Xiejia to change their expressions slightly.

The two vanished instantaneously, hovering in the air, as they witnessed dark clouds congregating above, electric snakes wriggling violently in the sky before crashing toward the direction of the Two-Minded Great Saint Mysterious Temple.

“A heavenly anomaly? It seems to carry the essence of a tribulation—this tribulation…”

“What’s happening at the Two-Minded Great Saint Mysterious Temple?”

“Could it be that the Heart-following Gold Iron Divine Rod is about to emerge?”

Gongshu Jingjun frowned.

Tang Xiejia squinted: “Look… this tribulation—doesn’t it resemble the minor tribulation from a Divine Golden Pill breakthrough?”

Gongshu Jingjun froze upon hearing this, then chuckled.

“Who in their right mind would run to a Mysterious Temple to undergo a breakthrough?”