As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1959 - 502: Xi Xi Gathers the Qiankun Ring Divine Spirit Set—On This Day, This Earth, and These Four Seas, Little Lord Returns

Li Che’s hand, clenched tightly behind his back, visibly strained.

Yet, as if sensing Li Che's apprehension, Xi Xi offered a reassuring smile, her determined gaze momentarily stunning him.

The trials had indeed left their mark on Xi Xi, shaping her into someone distinctly different from her past self.

Like a fledgling bird finally testing its wings, she had embraced a soaring pride and newfound courage.

"Battle!"

Xi Xi’s clear voice rang out, devoid of fear. Her small frame pulsed with fervent blood, and with a clang of her Divine Weapon, she surged forward, engaging the Third Prince's Temple God, a being formed from condensed Divine Aura.

Li Che stood rigid, his entire body taut with tension.

As anticipated, from the outset of the engagement, Xi Xi found herself at a disadvantage.

The Fire Tip Spear, appearing as if plucked from chaotic nothingness, swept through the air, intertwined with Mystic Thunder and shrouded in Purple Fire. The Third Crown Prince, even as a mere condensation of Divine Aura, exuded an unmatched, domineering presence, his Divine Power overwhelming, his black hair whipping wildly!

The intensity of the clash was somewhat surprising to Li Che; despite being outmatched, Xi Xi gritted her teeth, refusing to yield, and fiercely launched a counteroffensive.

Boom——!!!

A deafening roar erupted as pale golden Qi-Blood seemed to burst forth from the divine figure, surging from its Heavenly Spirit Cover!

Dominating and disdainful!

Xi Xi was instantly struck and sent flying, a trickle of golden liquid escaping the corner of her mouth. Her body trembled, but she raised the God-beating Gold Brick and charged forward once more!

Spear against spear, brick against brick, strength meeting strength, hardness against hardness!

Mystic Thunder collided, Divinity flared, and the air roared. The two small figures became a blur, their battle showcasing a Martial Saint Cultivation that belied their age, a display of peerless valor!

Even Feng Zhiqi, Zhao Fangzhou, and the other Martial Saints watched in stunned silence, their scalps tingling.

Is this truly the prowess of a Martial Saint?

Are these two youngsters truly fighting at the Martial Saint Realm?

Even if Feng Zhiqi himself were to face them, he might be utterly defeated.

Can this truly be a clash between two eight-year-old children?!

No!

Li Che narrowed his eyes, his dark hair dancing wildly amidst the wind and thunder. With his hands clasped behind him, his golden Qi-Blood surged, and he focused his intense gaze.

"No... this is not the Third Prince Temple God..."

"Who, then, is Xi Xi battling?"

"The figure formed by the Mystic Thunder Vajra Qiankun Ring... it’s definitely not the Third Prince; it seems to be another Xi Xi?"

Li Che drew a deep breath, a realization dawning upon him.

He tilted his head upward with a proud air, sensing the descending Divine Patterns of the Dao interweaving.

"So, Xi Xi is actually fighting against a clone of herself, summoned by the Mystic Thunder Vajra Qiankun Ring..."

Li Che’s brow furrowed.

The situation...

appears far more complex than it initially seemed!

The Qiankun Ring hung high in the sky, its influence spreading across a ten-mile radius, seemingly claiming the entire heavens within its dominion.

It resembled a grand arena, a dueling ground where life and death hung in the balance!

"What is being wagered?!"

Li Che’s eyes widened in alarm!

Damn it, what is the stake?

Li Che’s golden Qi-Blood ignited with even greater brilliance, like a Vast Sun ascending, casting forth an endless, radiant glow.

When Xi Xi had entered the area influenced by the Mystic Thunder Vajra Qiankun Ring, she must have sensed the process of obtaining the Divine Weapon, a process that presumably involved a wager.

However, Xi Xi had not communicated this to Li Che.

The young girl possessed her own sense of agency.

Although Li Che could always observe Xi Xi through the Thunder Chess Piece, he was unable to perceive her inner thoughts. He could not, and would not, intrude upon his daughter’s private contemplation.

Leaving the Thunder Chess Piece with Xi Xi was a measure taken purely for her safety; to probe her thoughts, however, would be a transgression, the act of an overbearing father. Li Che had never been that kind of parent; he consistently accorded his daughter respect.

"Little girl..."

Li Che’s gaze held a complex mixture of emotions as he watched the resolute Xi Xi engaged in combat with herself.

The intention behind the Mystic Thunder Vajra Qiankun Ring was clear: only by overcoming one's own self could the final component be obtained, thereby awakening the ring and inheriting its legacy!

Could Xi Xi triumph over herself?

Defeating one's own self... the difficulty of such a feat was immeasurable.

Even Li Che, could he confidently assert that he could defeat himself?

Identical techniques, identical trump cards, identical methods, identical combat styles...

It presented an almost insurmountable challenge to defeat oneself and transcend one's own limitations.

Yet, Xi Xi was brimming with fighting spirit, her battle intent overflowing. Emperor Xi Xi never conceded defeat!

As the battle progressed, Xi Xi’s skills grew sharper, her mastery of techniques deepened, and she gradually began to match the pace of her divine aura-infused counterpart.

But that was the extent of it, for now...

Xi Xi's power began to wane, while the other Xi Xi, manifested by the Divine Aura, appeared to have an unending reservoir of strength.

This was hardly a balanced confrontation.

Li Che gently shut his eyes, reluctant to observe the unfolding duel.

His mind raced with thoughts, caught in a moment of indecision, drifting...

Should he step into the fray?

He had the option to intervene, assisting Xi Xi in clinching this duel.

He could forge a connection through the Dao Fruit and their shared bond with Xi Xi, transmitting his will to fight.

It would be akin to the time Xi Xi acquired the Fruit of the Heavenly Dao from Within the Painting and subsequently mastered talisman painting...

Furthermore, there was the Dream Master Dao Fruit, enabling Xi Xi to enter dreamscapes, exhibiting a formidable presence as if in a trance.

However...

"Daddy, please don't," a voice seemed to echo in Li Che's heart.

"Xi Xi can manage."

The plea resonated within Li Che's soul.

Empress Xi Xi can persevere and emerge victorious!

Empress Xi Xi is formidable!

Li Che's gaze softened instantly. Opening his eyes, he saw Xi Xi, smeared with a pale golden blood, yet exuding an indomitable fighting spirit. Her eyes shimmered with golden light, her resolve unbroken, still brimming with the will to battle.

Much like her stand against the overwhelming might of the Golden Third Prince, Xi Xi endured and refused to yield.