As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1754: 457: A Lawless Monkey Dwelling in the Heart, Gathering the Final Qitian Mask Piece
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Bzzzzz——
The enigmatic mist continues to swirl, rendering the whole of Qi Tian City, when seen from beyond its walls, devoid of any former glory, as though shrouded in a dense haze.
Unaided vision struggles to pierce this puzzling veil, failing to reveal anything inside.
Even the assembled cultivators just outside, leaping about in agitation, experience profound impotence, their gazes filled with deep shades of irritation.
These individuals realize full well that they count among those who have forfeited their own shot.
Still, what's gone is gone, no point in dwelling on it. In truth, even should they have joined the Temple God Resonance, success wasn't guaranteed; they merely forfeited the entry into Qi Tian City's Inner City to compete for the legacy that persists in the Equal Heaven Temple inside Qi Tian City.
The realm knows the Temple God Resonance all too well; all understand its slim odds of success, with true inheritors from it being exceptionally few.
Yet nobody dismisses the chance of being that fortunate soul.
But now, barred from even stepping into Qi Tian City, they've naturally squandered that shot at fortune as well.
That said, the crowd amassed beyond Qi Tian City—esteemed figures from the Great Scenery Jianghu, powerful chiefs of diverse sects—find themselves increasingly intrigued.
Precisely who will claim the inheritance via the Qitian Temple God's resonance?
The legacy from a Three Pure Ones Mysterious Temple God Resonance holds the power to upheave the skies and ground!
Numerous folks recalled the Great Supervising Minister's words: concealed within Qi Tian City lies the Three Pure Ranks divine artifact, the Hun Yuan Ruyi Golden Cudgel!
Just this Three Pure Ones Divine Weapon from the Divine Weapon List suffices to stun the entire world!
For an instant, all staring at the churning mists around Qi Tian City couldn't suppress their intrigue and anticipation.
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Rustle——
A soft gust swept through, bending the meadow grasses and causing treetop foliage to gleam, emitting chimes akin to tinkling silver bells brushing together.
A serene Daoist Temple rested amid the cosmos, as if fused with the boundless expanse, immense and expansive.
Li Che crooked his fingers, rapping thrice lightly on the head of the vibrant small monkey in front of him.
“Transformation technique… I know it.”
The small monkey stood stunned.
Reflexively shielding its crown, the monkey's spirited eyes brimmed with rippling rings of bewilderment.
The entire creature seemed plunged into disarray.
It ached…
But why this odd familiarity? This sensation inexplicably pricked the little monkey's nose, bringing forth tears of melancholy.
Li Che remained quiet, observing the little monkey ahead, his heart quivering faintly.
Yet upon glancing once more, the little monkey had wiped its facial tears, cocked its head, and begun bounding circles around Li Che—who sported the Divine Monkey Mask—circling him.
“Since you know the transformation technique? Then give it a try!”
The little monkey swung its oversized sleeves, posturing like a sage scholar, striding a bit.
Li Che smiled, aware that the Temple God Resonance was underway.
The Temple God Resonance demands harmony with the Temple God, be it in outer form or inner essence; such harmony sparks the resonance, bestowing the Temple God’s inheritance.
“Alright, then watch closely.”
Transformation technique…
Does Li Che possess it?
Of course, for him, the transformation technique holds no great challenge.
Boom——
Inside Li Che’s torso, the Fruit of the Heavenly Dao from Within the Painting vibrated ceaselessly; he could effortlessly harness this Fruit for all sorts of form shifts and alterations.
Ink soared, amid swirling ink vapors, Li Che shifted into diverse shapes—flying creatures, wild animals, bugs, dwellings…
Myriad guises, transformations without equal!
As ink vapors billowed, any drawable thing could morph at will.
This marked Li Che's singular take on the transformation technique.
“Is that enough?”
Li Che dispersed the ink vapors, resuming the form donning the Divine Monkey Mask, eyeing the little monkey.
The little monkey's eyes gleamed with delight, beholding the spectacle in awe, its spirits soaring, sleeves billowing as it clapped repeatedly.
This truly was an Immortal Skill.
He yearned to master it, had to master such an Immortal Skill!
“Great, amazing transformation technique, must learn! Want to learn!”
The little monkey whooped.
Then, eagerly tugging Li Che, it guided him toward the Daoist Temple.
Stones rose and drifted via unseen powers, the little monkey scampered and leaped across them.
Swiftly, it ushered Li Che inside the Daoist Temple.
The little monkey located a cushion, settling onto it casually; Li Che watched, copied the little monkey’s pose, and took a seat on another cushion.
Bong——
A bell's toll resounded, grand and solemn, lingering with ethereal echoes.
Li Che shut his eyes, then opened them to fix his gaze on the Daoist Temple's core; there, atop the central altar, a Divine Sculpture materialized.
It depicted an elderly Daoist, robes flowing, exuding benevolence and poise, aura of immortality drifting about.
Strikingly vivid, almost tangible—even for today's Li Che, replicating such divine craftsmanship lay beyond reach.
The Divine Sculpture's eyes fluttered open, fixing on Li Che.
“You rascal.”
In the next instant, Li Che sensed a horsetail whisk softly striking his head thrice; despite his Martial Immortal Golden Body, his mind buzzed as if liquefied into paste.