As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 2279 - 566: Daughters Should Be Raised in Wealth to Earn Great Fortune—Your Stick? This Is My Ruyi Stick [Monthly Ticket]
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But the price is to complete the curse set by the Heaven and Earth Will, which is destiny, to fight and kill the Immortal!
And another way is to find resources by oneself to accumulate cultivation, to gather and enhance one’s cultivation.
The advantage is that one won’t be affected by the Prison Lotus Curse, nor need to fight the Immortals, but the disadvantage is...
The resources of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are all in the hands of top power holders, so to obtain resources, one must still go to fight the Immortals.
Li Che even suspects that the reason why the resources of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths have been divided and occupied by the Three Great Gods Camps is related to the self-enhancement of cultivation by the Daughter of Prison Lotus.
This is also one of the purposes of forcing the Daughter of Prison Lotus to accept the Prison Lotus Curse.
Li Che sensed the longing in Xi Xi’s eyes.
He took a sip of fine wine, wiped the oil stain from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Daddy will work hard to earn this Second Saint Lower Rank Divinity Crystal for you."
Of course, when Li Che said this, he sealed off the private room with the Heaven and Earth chessboard, isolating perceptions and probes.
A daughter should be nurtured richly, and an old father earning more resources for his daughter is not wrong!
Xi Xi’s eyes suddenly brightened.
Holding a delicious roasted green sparrow, nodding continuously.
"Mm-hmm!"
"Daddy will surely succeed!"
Xi Xi was very expectant.
This feeling of having Daddy’s protection made Xi Xi very attached and nostalgic.
Meanwhile, below.
The Golden Crane King was very satisfied with the gazes of many Divine Sculpture Immortal Hands in the Treasure Pavilion.
In fact, the purpose of hosting this banquet also had another meaning: to stimulate the competitive awareness of Divine Sculpture Immortal Hands, making them enter the competitive state in advance.
Failure is not scary; for Divine Sculpture Immortal Hands who have reached this level, failure will only become a catalyst to drive them to work harder.
Therefore, this banquet is also held to help the Divine Craft Immortal Hand Conference select more suitable candidates among the Eighty-one Array Immortal Hands for Old Lord Immortal.
Of course, if one’s confidence is shattered in this banquet competition, such an Immortal Hand is worthless and has no qualification to join the Eighty-one Array Immortal Hand slots; for Old Lord Immortal, this is favorable!
Shi Shaokya held up his cup, his eyes flashing, and looked toward the Golden Crane King: "In this banquet’s Divine Sculpture competition, I shall not participate, otherwise it would be unfair, but I do wish to ask on behalf of my Black Sumeru’s Golden Mira Immortal Hand... what is the test question?"
A Second Saint Lower Rank Divinity Crystal indeed holds quite a value for the deities of Black Sumeru, but it’s just so.
What’s important is to suppress other camp Immortal Hands’ morale in this competition.
All in all, each party has its own purpose in this banquet.
The Golden Crane King smiled, holding a golden cup, slowly pacing to the railing studded with Divine Crystals, his eyes sharp and sweeping across.
"The test question... is actually quite simple."
The words fell.
The Golden Crane King’s five fingers spread wide.
Countless Sword Qi clashed and erupted.
The void was immediately shattered into pieces.
Countless Sword Qi swirled around, clashing clamorously, hoisting up a Treasure Stick that gleamed with golden light!
"You all shall carve a rack for this divine weapon I have just suppressed, so that I can appreciate it well!"
The soft laughter of the Golden Crane King resounded.
In an instant.
The entire Drunken Bagua Treasure Pavilion fell into an incredibly quiet state!
Only heavy breathing remained, rising and falling.
In the private room of the pavilion.
The Divine Wood Floor under Li Che’s feet suddenly made a cracking sound, covered with intertwining cracks.
A faint sigh echoed.
"Your stick?"
"This is my stick..."