As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1742: Eight Qimen Immortal Seeds Achieve Body Sanctification, the Underworld Welcomes a Newcomer—Diting (3)
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A single droplet of ink dropped down, swiftly diffusing and swirling to create a thick fog.
Gradually, the fog wove together into Xi Xi's shape, brought forth by the Dao Fruit of the [Fairy in the Painting], taking form as the Fairy in the Painting’s avatar Xi Xi.
By carrying Xi Xi off, Li Che finalized the evolution of the Fairy in the Painting avatar.
Lv Taibai, Lv Qiankun, and Fang Hanshu lounging with a book under the eaves remained oblivious, much like Jin Taixui locked in combat with Xi Xi.
Just Yun E and Zhou Peng grasped that the Xi Xi standing there now fully embodied the Fairy in the Painting’s avatar.
Li Che’s own Fairy in the Painting avatar appeared as well, positioning itself under the eaves to pore over books beside Fang Hanshu.
The atmosphere felt serene and picturesque.
Still, Yun E and Zhou Peng keenly sensed... Uncle Li was gearing up for something huge.
...
...Qi Tian City turned more vibrant by the day.
Qi Tian City in its original state, controlled by various demon tribes, had never been a barren wasteland.
Currently, as experts from the Da Jing Dynasty, Divine Sect, and Ancient Family streamed in, coupled with mighty beings from Wushen Mountain, Western Regions Buddha Land, and sundry other influential groups, the city swiftly filled with energy and crowds.
Countless folks poured into Qi Tian City, refusing to remain confined in their yards, driven by the aim to claim the city's inheritance, so they roamed the streets in search of any stroke of fortune that could ignite the Temple God Resonance.
Of course, such dreams were pure fantasy; Qi Tian City had fallen under demon tribe rule for five hundred years, leaving it stripped bare ages ago, with every trace tied to the Temple God Resonance spectacle long since ransacked by the demons.
City Lord’s Mansion.
The Black Bull Demon God Venerable occupied the main spot at the round table, demonic aura cloaking his frame and blurring his outline.
On this occasion, a handful of figures sat across from him at the table.
Donning broad hats and monkish robes sans kasaya, the garb and necklaces of Buddha beads exposed their origins.
The Black Bull Demon God Venerable chatted briefly with these Western Regions Buddha Land monks.
Suddenly.
Space warped and ripped open.
From the slim fissure, a silhouette stepped forth, unveiling the Night Bat Demon God.
As soon as he materialized, the Night Bat Demon God noticed the Western Regions Buddha Land monks seated at the round table, astonishment flickering in his gaze.
The foremost monk lifted his chin, his modest robe rippling though no breeze stirred, his eyes fixing on the Night Bat Demon God as they flared with sudden radiance.
Golden cicada motifs surfaced on his eyelids.
Shapeless Buddha Light coiled and exploded outward, apparently crafting a golden summer cicada at his rear, wings parting faintly as if trembling billions of times, unleashing a horrifying clamor.
"This is my trusted confidant, Night Bat Demon God."
The Black Bull Demon God Venerable stated calmly.
"Oh? Trusted aide..."
The Western Regions Buddha Land monk eyed the Night Bat Demon God and let out a detached, mocking snort.
He rose, fingers closing around a golden ritual staff, its bells chiming softly as he strode toward the City Lord’s Mansion doorway, clearly done speaking with the Black Bull Demon God Venerable.
At the threshold, the monk wheeled around, the golden cicada designs appearing to writhe and blaze like flames.
"Black Bull Venerable, take care, a blood calamity looms in prophecy."
With those words, the monk cast a glance at the Night Bat Demon God, then spun and exited the yard alongside the others marked by cicada patterns in their eyes.
"Western Regions Buddha Land... these monks exude such superiority, swollen with groundless haughtiness, reminiscent of the All Gods Camp in [Black Sumeru]."
From his seat at the head, the Black Bull Demon God Venerable sneered frostily, while the Night Bat Demon God kept his head down, silent.
What had those monks... discerned?
Impossible—the Lord’s Resurrection Technique mirrors immortal arts; how could ordinary monks unravel it?!
"Night Bat, give the update." The Big Black Bull swiped at his broad nose, his tone grave and low.
"Yes." The Night Bat Demon God at once relayed the details with deference.
Everything... proceeding as normal.
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Qi Tian City Outer City.
Three-Opening Courtyard.
A mild gust wafted by, and the sun's glow felt soothing.
Li Che came back from the restaurant owner's locale, settling into the yard, and promptly got Night Bat’s briefing.
The briefing noted the strange conduct of the Western Regions Buddha Land monks.
"Western Regions Buddha Land..."
Li Che’s eyes narrowed sharply.
He couldn’t resist remembering the golden Buddha glow that echoed the monk's form after slaying Ji Moli.
Those golden fiery cicada motifs, Li Che...
A faint impulse in his thoughts made the Heaven and Earth chessboard spin, revealing the mirrored visions.
The vision captured exactly what Night Bat had observed.
All the Western Regions Buddha Land monks bore cicada motifs blooming in their eyes.
Li Che lingered his gaze on the Buddha light golden cicada trailing the lead monk.
"Golden Cicada..."
Li Che creased his forehead.
On that day, the monk trailing Ji Moli had proclaimed his dharma name as Golden Cicada.
And these current Western Regions Buddha Land monks resembled that same monk from before.
So, did these Western Regions Buddha Land monks orchestrate it all, steering Ji Moli to unleash the carnage and harvest the Blood Soul Technique?
"Does the Deceitful Gods Camp [Black Sumeru] lurk behind this Western Regions Buddha Land?"
Li Che’s mind quivered faintly.
In the instant that followed, the Heaven and Earth chessboard shook and broadened, stretching out toward the whereabouts of those Western Regions Buddha Land monks.