As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1625 - 428: Taibai Enters the Tribulation, Old Dragon God Sets Out, Dream Master Sheds Again, Dream Butterfly Meets Da Xixi Once More [Seeking Monthly Ticket]...

Previously on As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life...
Mr. Lian, delivering an imperial decree in Qianyuan Daoist City, confronted a horrifying entity from the Fengdu Gate of the Underworld, surpassing even Divine Tribulation in power, leaving him kneeling in terror and despair under its crushing pressure. In the Qian Yuan Divine Sect, Li Che reclaimed his true form and subdued Mr. Lian's soul, binding the loyal eunuch's unwavering devotion to himself and ordering him to resume his role while plotting the Emperor's assassination. Meanwhile, Li Che monitored Xi Xi's journey northward from Guangling Dao to escort mechanisms to True Martial Divine Sect in Tongyou Land, where she and her companions faced relentless attacks from Godhunting Pavilion assassins, noble families, sects, and the despised Corpse God Cult, prompting Xi Xi to unleash ferocious counterstrikes amid her inner longing for the hidden elder sister's power.

Regardless of how often Xi Xi cried out, the elder sister showed no reaction whatsoever.

Disappointment washed over Xi Xi.

She couldn't figure out why the elder sister was ignoring her completely.

Still, Xi Xi started recalling the moments when her elder sister's strength had rescued her.

The initial occasion occurred in the Divine Capital, amid the fierce contest against Zhang Yuanlong for the Chulong chief role.

During that fierce clash, as Zhang Yuanlong surrendered his entire body to the Temple God, Xi Xi found herself at her breaking point, prompting the elder sister to inquire if she wished to end his life.

Without a second thought, Xi Xi opted to strike him down.

That marked the debut of Xi Xi tapping into her elder sister's might.

For whatever reason, Xi Xi didn't resist it; on the contrary, she... experienced a strange ease, like that force had always been hers from the start.

The next instance came during her confrontation with Martial Saint Gu Chuan...

"Oh, oh!"

"Emperor Xi Xi has realized!"

With her fist tightly gripped, Xi Xi delivered a sharp palm strike.

From her seat inside the carriage, Yun E observed Xi Xi with a puzzled expression, unsure of the words she was whispering to herself.

"What has Emperor Xi Xi realized?" Yun E inquired with a gentle smile while petting the small rabbit nestled in her embrace.

Xi Xi offered a grin but kept her thoughts to herself.

She figured that maybe she had to dive straight into peril. It was only when true threats loomed that her elder sister would step in to share her power.

And that shared strength would steadily boost her own abilities.

Therefore, Emperor Xi Xi needed to tackle the threats directly!

Xi Xi held back from sharing with Yun E or the rest, aware that her friends surely wanted her to navigate her challenges without harm.

Yet, Xi Xi believed that embarking on these trials meant she should encounter some risks along the way.

Furthermore...

Clutching the Thunder Chess Piece bestowed by her father, Xi Xi sensed she could afford to be bolder!

So, the moment had arrived to seek out some peril...

That Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk, part of the Third Crown Prince’s Divine Weapon Set, was said to reside with the Corpse God Cult headquarters...

Maybe Xi Xi could attempt a covert recovery of it?

That Divine Weapon...

Belonged rightfully to Xi Xi.

Indeed, it had to be taken back.

Xi Xi's bond with the Divine Weapons grew ever tighter, particularly since drawing on her elder sister's power, which hastened her process of refining them.

Consequently, she sensed the fierce yearning of the Divine Weapons to come together again.

Xi Xi rose to her feet, bracing against the shaking window of the carriage.

"Sister Yun E... we’ve been traveling out here for more than a month now, right?"

Xi Xi stared at the swiftly shifting views beyond the glass.

Her spirits suddenly sank.

"It’s been such a long time."

"Xi Xi sort of misses Dad and Mom..."

As the landscapes raced by, in Xi Xi’s vision, they morphed into the warm, affectionate visages of her parents.

At some unnoticed moment, tears began to well up in Xi Xi’s eyes, layer upon layer.

This sight startled Yun E.

Her gaze softened without meaning to.

No matter that the young girl could now ensnare a Martial Saint...

Deep down, she remained just a seven-year-old child.

...

...

"Sigh."

Li Che observed the teary-eyed Xi Xi and let out a quiet sigh.

The trials were truly fostering major progress in Xi Xi. When dangers arose now, she avoided reckless pride or panic, instead seeking ways to address them.

Setting up the Mushroom Formation to explode Martial Saint Gu Chuan, and handling the relentless kill attempts from the Hunting God Pavilion’s killers, Xi Xi managed to face and counter them all.

This represented true maturation.

For Xi Xi at school age, her mission involved studying — accumulating knowledge, mastering reactions to threats, and beyond... everything essential to grasp in these formative years.

Li Che had no clue what the following phase of Xi Xi’s development might bring.

But absorbing what she should during this school period was undoubtedly beneficial.

Shielding Xi Xi too closely, never letting her venture forth, would keep her from the wide world. Without that, how could the fledgling bird learn to fly high?

Allow Xi Xi to develop on her own; Father will push himself to gain more power, ensuring your safety.

Father will forever watch over you, witnessing your rise and fortitude.

Li Che’s gaze turned tender.

He got to his feet; with Xi Xi longing for her folks, it was only right to pay her a visit.

Stepping out of the yard, he spotted Zhang Ya pausing her practice, perched beneath a snow-laden overhang, clutching a steaming tea cup while lost in thought.

"Lord." Golden-haired Hou bowed with deep respect.

To the present Li Che, Golden-haired Hou harbored real admiration — not just as a Four Openings Martial Saint, but also bearing the title of Divine Sculpture Master, surpassing Hou in both might and wisdom.

Li Che gave a nod to Golden-haired Hou, then turned his attention to Zhang Ya.

"Wife, what are you doing?"

Li Che settled next to his spouse, softly drawing her into an embrace by the shoulders.

Zhang Ya looked at Li Che, her eyes curving into joyful crescents, and nestled against his shoulder.

"Thinking about Xi Xi, wondering whether she’s eating well outside; she loves food so much. If she goes hungry, how wronged she must feel! And if she’s not warm enough, in this cold snowy weather, what if she catches cold?"

Maybe because Li Che was there, Zhang Ya began chattering away endlessly.

"Husband, I miss Xi Xi."

Snuggled in Li Che’s hold, Zhang Ya’s eyes grew misty.

Li Che tenderly stroked his wife’s hair: "Then let’s go see her."

At those words, Zhang Ya lit up instantly, her legs that had been folded now kicking with thrill, propelling her upright.

"Really?"