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

Chapter 1485: Chapter 398: Xi Xi’s Second Rebellious Family Argument—My Precious Daughter is Seven Years Old

Ultimately, at the court assembly a month ago, Emperor Jing issued the imperial edict to appoint the State Preceptor as the imperial envoy, specifically making National Master Xie Yushen the envoy to travel to the Six Great Divine Sects, rally the sect’s power, capture the Underworld criminal Li Che and bring him to the Divine Capital, and prosecute the Qian Yuan Divine Sect for harboring the Underworld criminal!

Additionally, Emperor Jing hurriedly dispatched another imperial edict to Jizhou, instructing King Ping Luan Ji Moli to lead his army to the Lingnan Circuit, to assist the State Preceptor in prosecuting Qian Yuan!

The news was brought back by Hong Shifu, instantly causing a great uproar.

However, the entire Qianyuan Dao City remained under the control of Fang Hanshu, without any oddities appearing, although all the Great Families had been summoned to join the army along with the Divine Sect disciples.

News of the expedition may have arrived, but the Imperial Court’s actions were naturally not that swift.

Li Che’s days returned to calmness.

Meanwhile, Xi Xi was striving hard in cultivation, seemingly believing that cultivating a little more would enable her to grow up quickly.

Time slipped quietly by during the summer rain and autumn wind, reflected in the sands of the hourglass.

During this period, Li Che’s life was quite serene.

Despite his cultivation reaching a breakthrough, there was no change.

As the Fifth Elder of Shen Diao Ridge in the Qian Yuan Divine Sect, his life was fulfilling and structured, practicing martial arts daily, absorbing Temple God Divinity, and going to Divine Carving Ridge to teach disciples the Divine Sculpting Skill, sculpting Semi-Saint Divine Eagles.

This period, Li Che also diligently refined the Eighth Qi Gate Divine Seed, achieving a Pure Martial Body with a purity of 96%, giving him the confidence to refine the last Qi Gate Divine Seed!

Practicing martial arts, refining divinity, mechanism, Divine Sculpture, the years were fulfilling and beautiful.

As the summer cicadas nestled in the trees, issuing their final cries.

The autumn wind withered all the trees, lifted the crimson maple leaves, trembling like fire, scattered over the ground, then ushered in the northern cold wind.

A snowflake tumbled with crystal brightness, like a flower crystallized by Heaven and Earth.

Falling to the human world, accumulating into a thick layer of snow.

Qianyuan Dao City.

Disciple City, Elder Court.

Li Che sat within the courtyard.

A seemingly invisible field formed around him, isolating all the falling snowflakes and the invading chill.

That was the terrifying field unique to a Martial Saint, Heavenly Person Sensing, constantly automatically sensing.

The Heaven and Earth chessboard stretched across the sky.

Li Che’s spine trembled, as if seven small whirlpools were gathering and spinning, twisting the Qi of Heaven and Earth.

And beneath the seven small whirlpools, Li Che’s heart and mind guided, terrifying golden Qi-Blood constantly surging.

Striving to condense into a whirlpool form, forming the eighth whirlpool!

Condensing the Eighth Qi Gate Divine Seed!

Boom—

An unseen force seemed to descend upon Heaven and Earth.

The Qi-Blood whirlpool, soon to be formed, suddenly exploded.

Once again failing to condense the Divine Seed, Li Che.

Slowly opened his eyes.

In an instant, the entire courtyard became exceedingly quiet, the wind stopped, and the snow fell.

The Martial Saint field around Li Che also slowly dissipated.

”Hoo—”

”It still isn’t working.”

”The Eighth Qi Gate Divine Seed... is indeed difficult. Breaking the shackles, reaching the human body’s pinnacle, yet is not tolerated by Heaven and Earth.”

A sigh.

Li Che raised his head.

The pure white snowflakes, after the Martial Saint field withdrew, suddenly floated quietly.

A snowflake swirled and landed in Li Che’s palm.

Slowly, it melted into a drop of icy cold water.

A slight, involuntary smile played at the corner of Li Che’s lips.

As if in a snowflake, he saw himself back in Fei Lei City, becoming a father for the first time, with that trepidation and anticipation.

”My Xi Xi.”

”Seven years old.”