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

Chapter 971: Chapter 294: Daughter, 6 Years Old, Dao Fruit [Dream Master], Immortal Dreams to See the True Self [Requesting Monthly Tickets]

Snowflakes, crystalline and transparent, swirl down from the leaden, heavy clouds high above, falling in a splendid manner.

Picking up a piece of transparent ice crystal snowflake, it feels as if there is a woodcarving master with ghostly axe divine skill hidden in nature, meticulously crafting it.

The cold front rolling in from the north makes the red maple leaves wither, halts the gradually chilling autumn rain, signifying the approach of winter.

Xi Xi was born on a day of heavy snowfall, and when the sky starts snowing, it signals the impending arrival of Xi Xi’s birthday.

Stretching out a hand, manipulating the invisible field, letting the crystalline snowflakes float in the palm, using the power of the Lei-Ci Dao Body to control the snowflakes, preventing them from shattering.

The small courtyard unknowingly covered with a thick layer of snow, the black tiles long since losing their color, leaving only the piled-up snow like a cotton coat, and the icicles hanging like spears from the eaves.

”Warm as the fire of dawn...”

Li Che sat in the center of the courtyard, his robust physique gradually returning to normal, his qi-blood calming, allowing the snow to fall on his shoulders, on the tips of his hair.

Recalling the small Xi Xi in his arms years ago, his eyes naturally softened.

The newborn daughter was so tiny, with little hands, little feet, and a little head turning...

Making the heart of the old father melt like snow.

It was the first time he felt the bond of bloodline, a feeling as if life was given new meaning.

”Warmth of dawn, safe and sound.”

At that time, Li Che did not ask for much; in such a chaotic world, born into a poor family, what could he demand?

He only hoped that his daughter could grow up safely.

”In the blink of an eye... six years have passed.”

Li Che gently exhaled, the breath he huffed forming a hazy white cloud in the cold winter.

In six years, both Xi Xi and Li Che have changed a lot.

Their little family’s fate has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

From a man in Fei Lei City supporting a poor household, earning just a few Dajing copper coins a day as a nobody, he grew to become the Divine Sculpture Half-Saint in the top force of the Dao land, the Qian Yuan Divine Sect!

His daughter has grown from a newborn into the direct disciple of the Great God of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect, the Young Master of Qian Yuan!

Everything for Li Che truly feels like a dream, as if everything is a dream.

Compared with the plain nineteen years he has lived through this world, it feels like a yellow beam dream after dozing by a stove in the faint warmth, watching the flame dance.

”Whoa...”

Li Che exhaled, his breath like a sharp blade, piercing through the void for several yards.

The corners of his lips lifted into a slight arc.

After all, everything is not a dream.

Even if it really were a dream... he would only wish for this dream to never end.

Those who have experienced the lows do not wish to look back at them!

There exists no shred of nostalgia.

”My Xi Xi is six years old.”

”She’s grown to be a six-year-old girl.”

Six years old.

Li Che’s eyes opened and closed, bright and shining, revealing a radiant smile.

A six-year-old girl, no longer the little bean she once was.

During this time, Li Che has been immersed, spending time in cultivation, though in the gaps of his practice, he never forgot about his daughter’s growth.

Often, he would take Zhang Ya to Taibai Peak to see their daughter, sometimes staying for several days, observing their daughter’s cultivation, and sparring with her, offering guidance.

Zhang Ya would open a kitchen on Taibai Peak, cooking dishes that Xi Xi loves, and even the Sect Master’s Wife would come out from the Divine Talisman Tower to join in the meal.

Therefore, for Li Che and Zhang Ya, they did not neglect their daughter’s growth.

For many parents, perhaps immersed in their cultivation and rigorous training, in the blink of an eye, their children grow from little ones to adults, and upon reflection, they have entirely missed their children’s company and growth.

By that time, the years are irretrievable, and regret comes too late.

The most adorable time of children can only remain in memories, to be recalled during leisure by flipping through memories.

Li Che and Zhang Ya naturally did not want to be such parents.