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

a wooden platform over three meters high had been erected, seemingly appearing overnight, this seemingly complex wooden platform stood in the central area of Dao City.

And now, this platform had been standing for three full days.

In the center of the platform, a skinny middle-aged man in a golden monk’s robe cloaked in a big red kasaya was seated, surrounded by various wood carvings.

Zhou Tianshui, the Divine Sculpture Master of the Zhou Family, had a solemn face, immersed in the carving of divine sculptures, with a powerful primordial spirit power emanating between heaven and earth.

Meanwhile, a smile was hanging on the face of Huang Tuo, who was single-handedly carving without using the Heaven and Earth Soul, suppressing his divine sculpture level to that of Zhou Tianshui, maintaining the master’s standard.

However, during the clash of divine intentions between the sculptures carved by Zhou Tianshui and those by Huang Tuo,

at the moment of impact, they shattered, fragmented.

Zhou Tianshui’s face turned crimson, coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood.

His aged body retreated several steps back on the wooden platform.

He gasped heavily, warm breath swirling in the cold air.

”Half-Saint Huang Tuo’s divine sculpture skills are truly formidable...”

”But there’s no need to belittle and humiliate our Qian Yuan Dao City’s divine sculptors, is there?”

Zhou Tianshui wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, indignantly.

Huang Tuo slowly opened his eyes, looking at Zhou Tianshui with indifference.

”Trash is trash... in my eyes, all the divine sculptors of Qian Yuan Dao City are trash, with divine carving skills several decades behind... ”

”Lack of innovation, stale and outdated... why shouldn’t I disdain them?”

”Your Qian Yuan Dao City might have a Divine Sculpture Half-Saint, yet I have been on this platform for three days, have you seen him step in for your Qian Yuan Dao City’s divine sculpture world?”