As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1754: A Lawless Monkey Dwelling in the Heart, Gathering the Final Qitian Mask Piece
Previously on As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality...
Bzzzzz——
The enigmatic mist persists in swirling, causing the whole of Qi Tian City, when observed from beyond its walls, to forfeit its former brilliance, as though shrouded in a heavy veil of haze.
A regular person's vision struggles to pierce this baffling fog, incapable of making out the slightest detail inside.
Even the assembled cultivators beyond the walls, each one leaping about in agitation, sense profound helplessness, their gazes filled with deep shades of irritation.
These individuals clearly understand they form part of those who forfeited their own shot at entry.
Still, what's lost stays gone, with no value in dwelling on it. In truth, even should they have joined the Temple God Resonance, success in seizing an opportunity wasn't assured; they merely forfeited the right to step into Qi Tian City's Inner City and compete for the legacy that lingers in the Equal Heaven Temple there.
The realm holds no strangeness toward the Temple God Resonance; all recognize its slim odds of success, with those who actually claim an inheritance through it being exceptionally uncommon.
Nevertheless, nobody dares rule out the chance of turning into that fortunate soul themselves.
But at present, barred from even reaching Qi Tian City, they've naturally surrendered any shot at becoming that fortunate one too.
Even so, the assembled guests from the Great Scenery Jianghu beyond Qi Tian City, along with the mighty heads of diverse powers, find themselves increasingly intrigued.
Precisely who will secure an inheritance via the Qitian Temple God's resonance?
Such a legacy from a Three Pure Ones Mysterious Temple God Resonance holds the power to upheave the skies and land!
Numerous folks recalled the words of the Great Supervising Minister, revealing that concealed within Qi Tian City lies the Three Pure Ranks divine weapon, the Hun Yuan Ruyi Golden Cudgel!
Just this Three Pure Ones Divine Weapon, ranking on the Divine Weapon List, suffices to stun the entire world!
For an instant, all those staring at the churning mist over Qi Tian City couldn't suppress their sense of intrigue and anticipation.
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Rustle——
A soft wind swept through, bending the blades of grass across the ground, while the foliage on the trees swayed, emitting tinkles reminiscent of silver bells clinking together.
A Daoist Temple stood serenely amid the cosmos, as if merged with the vast expanse, expansive and boundless.
Li Che crooked his fingers, tapping three light knocks on the head of the energetic little monkey in front of him.
"Transformation technique... I know it."
The little monkey froze in shock.
Reflexively shielding its head, its vibrant monkey eyes appeared to swirl with endless rings of bewilderment.
The entire creature seemed plunged into utter disarray.
It stung...
But why did this evoke a strange familiarity, this sensation oddly causing the little monkey's nose to prickle, tears welling up in quiet grief.
Li Che remained still, observing the little monkey nearby, his heart quivering faintly.
Yet upon glancing once more, the little monkey had wiped the moisture from its face, cocking its head, bounding in circles around Li Che—who bore the Divine Monkey Mask—tracing a looping path.
"Since you know the transformation technique? Then give it a try!"
The little monkey tugged at its oversized sleeves, adopting the demeanor of a wise scholar, striding a few paces.
Li Che smiled lightly, aware that the Temple God Resonance was underway.
The Temple God Resonance demands harmony with the Temple God, be it in outward form or inner essence; provided such harmony exists, it sparks a resonance, allowing one to receive the Temple God's inheritance.
"Alright, then watch closely."
Transformation technique...
Does Li Che possess knowledge of it?
Of course he does; to him, the transformation technique poses 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 to enact a range of shape-shifting alterations and variations.
Ink swirling wildly amid the billowing ink haze, Li Che morphed into countless guises, from flying creatures and wild animals to tiny bugs and even structures...
A multitude of shapes, shifts without equal!
As the ink haze surged forth, whatever could be sketched could shift at will.
This marks Li Che's distinctive transformation technique.
"Is that enough?"
Li Che dispersed the ink haze, resuming his form with the Divine Monkey Mask, eyeing the little monkey.
The little monkey’s eyes gleamed with wonder, staring in awe, its spirits soaring, sleeves waving as it clapped enthusiastically.
This truly qualifies as an Immortal Skill.
He yearns to master it, needs to master such an Immortal Skill!
"Great, amazing transformation technique, must learn! Want to learn!"
The little monkey exclaimed joyfully.
Then, eagerly grasping Li Che's hand, it guided him toward the Daoist Temple.
Rocks rose and hovered under 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 with ease; Li Che watched, then copied the little monkey’s position, lowering himself onto a cushion.
Bong——
A bell's toll resounded, grand and imposing, lingering in the air with an ethereal echo.
Li Che shut his eyes, and when he opened them again, he fixed a keen gaze on the Daoist Temple's core, where upon the central altar materialized a Divine Sculpture.
It depicted an elderly Daoist, his robes billowing softly, exuding benevolence and poise, surrounded by an aura of immortality.
Rendered with stunning realism, as if alive, even Li Che in his current state couldn't hope to replicate such masterful divine craftsmanship.
The Divine Sculpture's eyes fluttered open, fixing upon Li Che.
"You rascal."
In the instant that followed, Li Che sensed a horsetail whisk softly striking his head thrice; despite his Martial Immortal Golden Body, his mind buzzed relentlessly, as though reduced to a jumbled pulp.