As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1559 - 414: Martial Dao Will Ascends the Mountain to 10,000 Zhang, Pure Martial 100% Forges Martial Immortal Golden Body [Monthly Ticket Requested]...
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Gu Qianchi’s skeletal face remained devoid of emotion, yet the hand resting on Zhao Beidou’s back—previously channeling Dao Yun—was quietly pulled away.
Having survived many schemes, Zhao Beidou immediately noticed the shift; it was obvious that Xie Yushen’s blatant favoritism toward the Dragon Tiger Divine Sect had irritated Gu Qianchi.
Zhao Beidou had hoped to rely on Gu Qianchi’s power to mend his internal injuries, but Xie Yushen suddenly grabbed him. The State Preceptor began a relentless interrogation regarding the events within the Small Cave Heaven, demanding every specific detail of the bloody confrontation between Zhao Beidou and the Underworld Yama.
Worried that he might accidentally harm the seemingly delicate Xie Yushen, Zhao Beidou attempted to pull his hand back. To his shock, even without applying force, he found himself unable to break free from the man's grip...
The State Preceptor...
He was certainly enthusiastic.
Fine, they could talk for now; after all, wounds of this severity would not be mended in a single day regardless.
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Buzz—!
The very fabric of the void groaned.
Deep within the Qian Yuan Divine Sect.
Located in the Outer Sect’s Disciple City, inside the Elder Court.
The study room.
Space twisted violently for a moment before a massive surge of turbulent energy erupted, nearly tearing the air apart.
Li Che’s silhouette flickered into existence, emerging from the spatial distortion.
He wore the Yama Mask, his body wreathed in golden Qi-blood. Though he was covered in savage wounds, every single injury had already begun to scab over.
High above, the Heaven and Earth chessboard spanned the ceiling of the study.
It acted as a barrier, ensuring the room’s internal atmosphere was perfectly sealed, preventing even a wisp of his presence from leaking outside.
Bang bang bang bang—
Low, rhythmic thuds echoed through the room as a vortex of Qi-blood continued to churn and crackle around him.
After a short while, the turbulent aura surrounding Li Che finally began to settle.
As he removed the Yama Mask, his skeletal structure emitted a series of sharp cracks. The Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit pulsed, activating the Slumbering Dragon Elephant technique to restore equilibrium to his boiling Qi-blood.
He changed into a fresh, black shirt—meticulously embroidered with a golden lotus by his wife, Zhang Ya—and took a seat. Pouring a cup of steaming tea, he downed it in one breath.
He let out a long, slow exhale.
Li Che’s eyes gleamed with intensity, his thick, dark hair still crackling with residual static from the air.
He felt a flicker of disappointment at failing to execute the Divine Tribulation Cultivator this time.
However, the feeling was fleeting.
Within his consciousness, the Heaven and Earth chessboard seemed to replay the battle in a continuous loop of shifting images.
“In truth, I possessed the capability to slay Zhao Beidou during that fight. Even though I was forced to detonate the Eight Extraordinary Meridians and the Eighth Qimen Immortal Seed prematurely, the power I harnessed had genuinely reached the level of a Martial God!”
“Furthermore, the potency of the Immortal Seed... it far surpassed my expectations. It is significantly more powerful than a Divine Seed, and its explosive output is even more devastating!”
“The Qilin Suppressing Seal... despite only having entry-level mastery and being unable to fully manifest the seal, a single strike under the Qilin Suppressing Void was enough to pierce through Zhao Beidou’s physical form!”
“It is a pity that Mo City took the initial brunt of Zhao Beidou’s assault, and then had to endure the shockwave of me detonating my Eight Extraordinary Meridians. It eventually reached its limit, shattered spectacularly, and shifted into self-repair mode.”
Li Che’s gaze remained sharp.
This was not the first time he had witnessed Mo City enter its self-recovery state.
Now that his Fruit of the Heavenly Dao from Within the Painting had attained level 6, the speed at which Mo City repaired itself was far greater than it had ever been before.
“Actually... even if Mo City hadn't broken, it likely couldn't have sustained the impact of a second strike.”
Li Che shook his head. Even if he had managed to awaken his second Dominator Avatar...
Mo City simply wouldn't have held together.
While the Dominator Avatar technically absorbs the damage, it functions more like a conduit; in reality, all the injuries Li Che sustains are diverted to Mo City.
“In the end... my Martial Arts Realm is simply too low.”
He exhaled a breath of stale air.
He was well aware of his own limits. If his Cultivation and Pure Martial Purity were higher, allowing him to fully detonate the Eighth Qimen Immortal Seed...
Zhao Beidou would be a dead man.
On the whole, Li Che was satisfied with the encounter. At the very least, it provided him with a clear measurement of his current combat strength.
“If Mo City had been at its peak, it could have endured two of my punches. With two strikes, Zhao Beidou would have perished!”
If one punch isn't enough, you simply throw another...
The path of a Martial Artist is as straightforward as that!
Furthermore, there was another complicating factor regarding Zhao Beidou’s death...
He couldn't guarantee a successful Soul Capturing at this stage!
The primary issue was the significant gap between their cultivation levels.
While Li Che’s raw combat power was formidable, his actual Martial Path Realm and Divinity Realm were still far behind.
Soul Capturing required specific conditions; a massive disparity in realm often resulted in failure.
For instance, opponents at the Half-step Martial God or Half-step Divine Tribulation level—though they are only a hair's breadth away from the God Realm—are still technically classified as Martial Saints or Divine Fetuses.
Since they remain within the same major realm as Li Che, Soul Capturing is easy to execute.
However, a true Divine Tribulation expert was on a completely different level.
If Li Che could reach the Martial Saint Four Transformations and achieve the Absolute Peak Level, the gap between him and a Divine Tribulation cultivator would shrink to a single minor realm...
At that point, the probability of a successful Soul Capturing would be very high.
Otherwise, if the Soul Capturing failed, losing the chance to harvest a Divine Tribulation soul would be a source of deep regret for Li Che.
“Well, Zhao Beidou’s life... is simply being set aside for a later date.”
Li Che allowed a faint smile to cross his lips.
Given how badly Zhao Beidou was injured...
Claiming his life would be as simple as reaching into a bag to grab an item.
After all, during their clash, Li Che had habitually planted a white chess piece on Zhao Beidou’s person.
“With Xie Yushen keeping him in check... as long as Zhao Beidou doesn't run—and even if he does—he is already a dead man walking.”
Having calculated everything and confirmed that Zhao Beidou was essentially a pig waiting on the butcher's block, Li Che’s tension finally evaporated.