As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1843: Hoping the Great Saint Returns to a Home, In the Blink of an Eye Xi Xi Turns 8 Years Old

These burdens shall forge into powerful motivation.

Li Che needs to push harder to grow stronger; only with enough power can he create a serene haven for his daughter's cultivation.

Parents have to be mighty enough.

Just like that, they can peacefully witness their daughter maturing.

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Like a meteor tearing through the pitch-black night, Qitian Temple God stormed into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Mysterious Queues, turning that relentless charge into a legend whispered by all.

Naturally, most folks pin no great hopes on Qitian, figuring it'll probably crumble once more amid those Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Mysterious Queues, its chance of revival hanging in doubt.

Meanwhile, Qitian City has bounced back to its vibrant bustle.

It now ranks as the most tangled hub, with mighty experts from factions across the world setting up bases inside Qitian City. Once gripped by the Demon Race, they abandoned it after countless Demon Gods fell.

Today, Qitian City stands as a fierce arena for those battling to claim dominance.

Powerhouses from the Da Jing Dynasty, Western Regions Buddha Land, Wushen Mountain, countless Great Divine Sects, and Ancient Families all strive to crown themselves rulers of Qitian City.

Its spot is simply too prime, after all.

One part the Outer City in the human realm, the Inner City in the Mysterious Queues, even brushing against the Earthly Deceit Que—its location screams perfection.

Li Che came back from Mo City Fengdu.

He at once picked up on the turmoil gripping Qitian City, as experts from every corner fought for supremacy, and an peculiar glint flickered in Li Che’s eyes.

"Do you really qualify to compete for control of Qitian City?"

Li Che let out a light chuckle.

The Great Saint dove into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Mysterious Queues, sure to buy time for Prison Lotus, but ultimately for Xi Xi, right?

So how could Li Che let chaos brew right behind the Great Saint?

Hand Qitian City over to outsiders?

Li Che would never stand for it.

Whoosh——

Gusts swept across the skies above the city, spring's fresh breath drifted in, and willows everywhere sprouted lush green buds, bursting back to life.

Li Che headed to his courtyard in Qitian Outer City, once the Netherworld Ox Demon's lair.

Back home, Li Che of course went straight to check on his daughter.

Slipping into the Mo Shan robe with golden lotus embroidery handmade by his wife, Li Che strode out, his formidable Martial Immortal Will surging outward.

As a Netherworld crew's hangout, the courtyard drew plenty of prying eyes.

The Heaven and Earth chessboard soared skyward, foiling all probes and scans, and Li Che slipped down the dim alley until he reached the restaurant.

"Papa!"

Xi Xi charged over in glee, hurling herself into Li Che’s embrace.

The owner, cigarette dangling, shot Li Che a weird glance, like he saw right through the facade, recognizing Li Che as the Earthly Ghost Emperor who'd just hit Martial Immortal Realm.

Still, the owner kept quiet, simply rising to yank the curtain before vanishing into the kitchen to whip up dishes.

Li Che enjoyed a fine feast with Xi Xi, then lounged blissfully at the restaurant door, he and the owner blowing out thick smoke rings in total ease.

"Owner, are you a Deity of the Prison Lotus Camp?"

Li Che whipped around to the owner, questioning bluntly.

Xi Xi's nearby toadies suddenly flicked their gazes over, their tail-wagging slowing a tad.

"If you think so, then it is."

The owner shook off some ash, answering flatly.

Li Che couldn't help feeling it was absurdly cryptic, what kind of roundabout talk was that.

But with the owner not owning up straight, Li Che shrugged it off: "After all, Qitian City was left by the Great Saint, and the Qitian Mysterious Temple is here. I don’t want this temple to be dominated by others."

"So, Papa, are you going to act?" Xi Xi leaned close, asking with wide-eyed curiosity.

She clutched a plate of fried rice, shoveling it in while batting her big eyes.

"Mr. Monkey goes to fight Deities, we must guard the rear for him, otherwise what happens if Mr. Monkey comes back and has no home?"

Xi Xi stated solemnly.

"Papa, you should tell Ghost Emperor Master to suppress everything in Qitian City!"

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In the days ahead, Qitian City buzzed with even greater fervor.

Factions carved up Qitian Inner City turf, territories seized, skirmishes erupting left and right as their minions clashed wildly, throwing the city into total mayhem.

It even hinted at morphing into a lawless hellhole.

A month zipped by in a flash.

Increasing throngs converged upon Qitian City, drawn either by the shattering of order or by its status as the birthplace of this era's premier Martial Immortal, transforming it into a hallowed sanctuary for martial artists the world over.

As a result, Qitian City's composition grew ever more intricate, sheltering cultivators escaping death, fugitives evading justice, martial artists flocking to venerate the Earthly Ghost Emperor, alongside powerhouses dispatched by myriad factions...

Thankfully, Qitian City's immense scale easily absorbed this influx without strain, propelling it toward greater prosperity as businesses sprang forth like bamboo shoots after a downpour.

Li Che departed the restaurant owner's establishment; throughout this past month, he had lingered there alongside his daughter, savoring food and drink.

His routine brimmed with leisure: by day, he honed the Combat Divine Technique, delved into Immortal Seed Martial Arts, hastened their maturation, weathered Dao Tribulations to amplify their potency, and by night, he dined at the owner's restaurant to restore the depletion and hollowness wrought by cultivation.

Yet, even as he professed to secure the rear lines for the Great Sage Equalling Heaven.

He felt no urgency to seize back Qitian City; he bided his time for a certain someone's arrival.