As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1733 - 452: So, Will the Dao Fruit of Bonds Disappear? Racing Against Time to Hunt the Demon Gods
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In Fengdu of Mo City, Li Che abruptly opened his eyes.
Deep within his gaze, a flicker of gravity appeared, accompanied by a touch of astonishment.
Moments later, he stepped forward, vanishing instantly from Fengdu.
The storm and rain in Mo City persisted, while the torn void from the Shenxiao Prison Thunder Pill, as though alive with flesh and blood, began to heal by writhing slowly.
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Outer City of Qitian City.
Inside a modest Three-Openings courtyard.
A figure, massive as a towering mountain, donned a Bull Demon mask, and next to him, three others with etched masks rested composedly.
The four figures occupied the courtyard with grave poise, focusing intently on their cultivation.
Suddenly, a white chess piece rose into the air, seemingly seized by an unseen force.
Li Che’s robe of Mo Shan, adorned with golden lotus patterns, fluttered dramatically, and in a flash, he had traversed the distance from Fengdu in Mo City to this yard in Qitian City.
The Heaven and Earth chessboard quivered.
Beyond the courtyard, the Night Bat Demon God, concealed in the spatial folds, experienced a sudden glitch in his ultrasonic senses.
Yet, it lasted only a moment; after sweeping his scan across the courtyard and detecting no alterations, he dismissed it.
Donning the Bull Demon mask, Li Che finished merging with the Painting Immortal Avatar.
Linking his consciousness to the Heaven and Earth chessboard, visions promptly materialized in his view.
Those visions...
Showed exactly the happenings inside the City Lord’s Mansion in Qitian City’s Inner City.
Fearsome demonic aura surged wildly, transforming the City Lord’s Mansion into an ocean of demonic energy; without the keen insight of the Heaven and Earth chessboard, Li Che would not have pierced through to witness the events inside.
One by one, horrifying demon gods of diverse forms and immense qi-blood power swarmed the estate.
An assembly of Qitian City’s demon forces?
To Li Che’s great shock, this band of demon gods encircled a huge round table within the City Lord’s Mansion, engaging in talks that mimicked a formal conference.
The tension hung thick in the air.
At the main position sat the Black Bull Demon God Venerable, his formidable presence radiating outward in an overwhelming manner, with even his mere exhalation subduing the assembled demon gods.
Yet, his spoken words, conveyed via the vision, caused Li Che’s eyes to narrow just a bit.
“Capture the Daughter of Prison Lotus?”
The order was to seize the Daughter of Prison Lotus and transport her to the Strange Que Ten Thousand Rivers, handing her over to the Deceit Demon Cave faction.
Such intelligence caught Li Che completely off guard.
The Daughter of Prison Lotus obviously meant Xi Xi. At first, Li Che had assumed no animosity existed between the demon race and Xi Xi, but he hadn’t anticipated this Black Bull Demon aiming at her so boldly.
“So, this stems from strife in the Deceitful Gods Camp, spilling over into the human realm... Is Xi Xi the primary objective of this Big Black Bull?”
Within the chamber, a chill gradually settled into Li Che’s eyes.
His sole vulnerability lay with his wife and daughter, with his daughter holding the highest place in his heart. Any who endangered Li Che’s daughter instantly earned a spot on his kill-on-sight roster.
And this Big Black Bull now...
Your name has been etched into that little notebook, right alongside the rest of those demon gods.
“Evidently, the rifts in the Gods Camp run deep; Black Sumeru and Deceit Demon Cave both seek the Prison Lotus, and with Xi Xi as the Daughter of Prison Lotus... she stands as a prime objective.”
Li Che’s eyebrows knit together faintly.
He was well aware of the Da Xi Xi consciousness buried deep in Xi Xi’s soul.
Still, Li Che harbored uncertainties: did this consciousness hail from a previous life or a coming one?
What caused it to embed in Xi Xi’s soul?
Did it match the Da Xi Xi he had glimpsed via the Dream Heavenly Master Dao Fruit and the Dream Butterfly?
A flood of questions overwhelmed him, swirling ceaselessly and tangling his mind, leaving him rather unable to unravel them.
He had simply encountered far too few clues.
Xi Xi’s arrival had forged unexpected ties for Li Che, birthing a host of Dao Fruits; could this connect to that Da Xi Xi?
Indeed, that connection proved the key element in Li Che’s rise from frailty to his present might.
For him, unraveling this tie held paramount importance.
Even as Li Che persistently advanced his Dao Fruits, achieving a level 7 tier.
At his core, Li Che nursed a lingering dread.
He wondered if the link between him and Xi Xi might one day dissolve...
And upon its fading, the Dao Fruits derived from it would follow suit.
This represented a dread rooted in the spirit, an ingrained worry lodged in Li Che’s soul.
Thus, would the Dao Fruit truly vanish?
Li Che held no answers, nor did he wish to conjecture, as such thoughts served no purpose.
Frequently, Li Che drew upon the Dao Fruits to bolster his personal cultivation, treating them as a wellspring of power.
While numerous feats he achieved relied on the Dao Fruits’ Divine Skills, under the Dao’s direction, Li Che never ceased honing his own cultivation base.
Ultimately, only by growing strong in his own right could he endure in this world if the Dao Fruits ever truly departed someday.
The visions from the Heaven and Earth chessboard gradually dissolved.
These were not real-time feeds, but recordings made during Li Che’s cultivation in Mo City, when the Heaven and Earth Soul, managing the chessboard, judged them significant enough to record and store.
It had to be noted that with the Chess Saint Dao Fruit’s evolution advancing, the Heaven and Earth chessboard’s capabilities grew ever more formidable.
Even as the visions vanished, Li Che’s thoughts brimmed with mounting murderous resolve.