As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1563: 415: Above Martial Saint Lies Martial Immortal, and I Walk on Thin Ice, Preferring to Backstab [Monthly Ticket Requested]

A flicker of thought stirred his soul.

In an instant, Li Che’s consciousness entered Mo City Fengdu.

Without him even noticing, the shattered ruins of Mo City—once obliterated by the collision of titanic powers—had been fully restored.

Though some minor structures were still undergoing gradual repairs,

the city's structural integrity was already as robust as its peak state.

In fact, it had surpassed its former resilience; through the cycle of total destruction and meticulous reconstruction, the foundations of Mo City grew increasingly formidable.

Swish, swish, swish—

Ink-colored rain, caught in a gentle breeze, drifted down at an angle, splashing against the newly rebuilt architecture of Mo City.

The scene resembled the misty, melancholic rainfall over Jiangnan on a somber day.

Li Che inhaled deeply, feeling a sense of satisfaction. With a casual flick of his fingers, several of his Immortal Avatar of Painting manifestations materialized.

Deep within his chest, the [Immortal Artisan] Dao Fruit began to throb with rhythm.

Li Che produced various materials, directing his avatars to utilize the guidance of the Immortal Artisan Dao Fruit to construct the Supreme Mechanism Beast…

Even though the combat effectiveness of a Supreme Mechanism Beast only reached the pinnacle of the top-level ranks,

Li Che was never truly concerned with its fighting prowess; his focus was entirely on the growth and maturity it provided to his Immortal Artisan Dao Fruit.

To further the development of the Immortal Artisan Dao Fruit, Li Che’s only path was to refine his mastery over Divine Sculpture and Mechanism arts.

“Beyond the rank of Divine Sculpture Master, there must be a higher path of advancement, but… in this mortal realm, I have likely reached the absolute ceiling.”

“To break through, perhaps one must venture into the Strange Que.”

“Many of the Temple God statues there possess a craftsmanship that far exceeds the Holy Hand Divine Sculpture level…”

Li Che’s gaze intensified; while he stood at the summit of the Divine Sculpture Master rank, he was acutely aware that this was not the true end of the path.

His mind shifted once more.

Within Mo City, he manifested a Divine Sculpture Mechanism Tower.

Watching the dozens of Immortal Avatar of Painting clones enter the tower to tirelessly research the Supreme Mechanism Beast,

Li Che felt a deep sense of accomplishment. He stepped lightly, shattering the wind and rain as he vanished from Mo City.

Returning to his study,

He first dispatched an avatar within the Divine Sect to locate Fang Hanshu. He requested another large shipment of alchemy ingredients for pill refining. Fang Hanshu seemed to have expected this need and had the resources ready for Li Che beforehand.

Once the materials were secured, he handed them over to the Soul Capturing version of Gu Changqing, the Divine Pill Saint. Finally, the frantic pace of his tasks slowed.

“I’ve been Cultivating for so long without realizing it. I’ve started to miss my daughter,”

Li Che whispered to himself.

He poured a cup of steaming tea, and as he did, a subtle ripple touched his heart.

Through the Heaven and Earth chessboard, images of Xi Xi’s journey were instantly transmitted back to him.

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Whoosh, whoosh—

Freezing winds howled as snow piled high.

Xi Xi, sporting her signature ram-horn pigtails and dressed in vibrant red robes like a flickering flame, sprinted across the frozen plains.

“Xi Xi, wait for us!”

Jin Taixui trailed behind her, straining every fiber of his being to maintain the pace.

Meanwhile, Zhou Peng, the Little Fatty, was gasping for air, his body drenched in sweat despite the cold.

Yun E, veiled in white, glided forward effortlessly. Though only her eyes and brow were visible, her features were as delicate as a masterpiece, possessing a breathtaking beauty.

“You’re the only one complaining about the speed! Move faster! The Dao City of Guangling Dao is just ahead! Let’s go see what’s inside!”

Xi Xi stood with hands on her hips, her small belly protruding slightly as she arched her brows and glared at the exhausted Zhou Peng.

In their group, Zhou Peng was the daily source of complaints regarding fatigue. With such a lazy attitude, how could he ever hope to survive the trials of the martial world?

Zhou Peng didn't take offense. Instead, he grinned, pulled a bun from his Qiankun Jade, and began devouring it hungrily.

“Xi Xi, why are we stopping at Guangling Dao City? Didn't Elder Li tell us to deliver these mechanisms to the True Martial Divine Sect?”

“We should be heading straight there…”

Zhou Peng mumbled between bites.

Xi Xi, acting like a fiery little pepper, shot him a sharp look. “We are out here for experience in the martial world. Yes, the mechanisms must reach the True Martial Divine Sect… but if we just rush non-stop, where is the training in that?”

“Besides, do you even understand why we were sent out so early?!”

Xi Xi took a sharp breath, her red robes snapping in the wind.

Zhou Peng went quiet instantly. How could he forget?

“The Divine Sect was surrounded by the Imperial Court’s army. Elder Li sent us away for 'training'… but it’s actually a safety measure. If the sect falls to the court, we are the ones who will carry on the legacy of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect.”

Zhou Peng spoke with a heavy sadness, so much so that he shoved three buns into his mouth at once to cope.

The mood among the children turned somber.

After days of traveling, the four youths had crossed several regions, finally arriving at the outskirts of Guangling Dao City.

Xi Xi stomped her foot, causing the snow beneath her to explode as scorching Qi-Blood surged from her small frame.

“Why the long faces? My father is at the sect, so nothing bad will happen! Even the Sect Master is incredibly powerful! How could we lose?”

“On the day of the siege, did you hear which Divine Sect Masters came to help the court?”

Xi Xi narrowed her eyes. Her usually bright gaze sharpened into something dangerous, like a predator, radiating a chilling aura.

She raised a hand, counting them off on her fingers: “The Heavenly Pill Divine Sect, the Bashu Sword Pavilion, the Dragon Tiger Divine Sect, the Haoran Academy, and the Seven Treasures Divine Sect…”

Xi Xi then pointed toward the distant, snowy silhouette of Guangling Dao City.

“The Heavenly Pill Divine Sect is located right there in Guangling Dao City! Hmph! They dared to try and destroy my Qian Yuan Divine Sect. As the Young Sect Master, how can I just let that slide?”

Xi Xi stood tall, hands on her hips, her cheeks puffed out in righteous indignation.

Yun E remained quiet for a moment, gently stroking the white rabbit she held. “Xi Xi, what are you planning to do?”