As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1625 - 428: Taibai Enters the Tribulation, Old Dragon God Sets Out, Dream Master Sheds Again, Dream Butterfly Meets Da Xixi Once More [Seeking Monthly Ticket]...
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Regardless of how frequently Xi Xi cried out, the elder sister showed no reaction whatsoever.
Disappointment washed over Xi Xi.
She couldn't grasp why the elder sister was dismissing her completely.
Yet, Xi Xi started contemplating the moments when her elder sister's strength had pulled her from peril.
The initial encounter happened in the Divine Capital, amid the fierce contest against Zhang Yuanlong for the Chulong leadership role.
During that fierce clash, as Zhang Yuanlong sacrificed his entire form to the Temple God, Xi Xi found herself at her breaking point, prompting the elder sister to inquire if she wished to end him.
Without a second thought, Xi Xi opted to strike him down.
That marked the debut instance when Xi Xi tapped into her elder sister's might.
For whatever reason, Xi Xi harbored no aversion to it; quite the opposite, she experienced a strange ease, as though that force had always been inherently hers.
The next occurrence came during her confrontation with Martial Saint Gu Chuan...
"Oh, oh!"
"Emperor Xi Xi has realized!"
Clenching her fist tightly, Xi Xi brought her palm down in a sharp strike.
From her seat inside the carriage, Yun E observed Xi Xi with a puzzled expression, unsure of the words tumbling from her lips.
"What has Emperor Xi Xi realized?" Yun E inquired with a gentle smile while petting the small rabbit cradled in her arms.
Xi Xi offered a grin but kept her thoughts to herself.
She suspected that direct peril might be key. Only when true threats loomed would her elder sister emerge to share her strength.
And that shared strength promised to steadily enhance her own abilities.
Therefore, Emperor Xi Xi resolved to charge straight into the fray!
Xi Xi held back from sharing with Yun E or the rest, aware that her allies yearned for her to navigate her ordeals without harm.
Still, in Xi Xi's view, embarking on these trials meant embracing certain risks.
Furthermore...
Clutching the Thunder Chess Piece bestowed by her father, Xi Xi sensed she could afford to act with greater boldness!
Hence, the moment had arrived to seek out some peril...
The Indestructible Lotus Hell Sky Silk, part of the Third Crown Prince’s Divine Weapon Set, was said to reside at the Corpse God Cult's central base...
Maybe Xi Xi could attempt a covert recovery of it?
That Divine Weapon...
Belonged rightfully to Xi Xi.
Indeed, it demanded reclamation.
Xi Xi's bond with the Divine Weapons grew ever tighter, particularly since drawing on her elder sister's power, which hastened her process of refining them.
Consequently, she sensed the Divine Weapons' intense yearning to come together once more.
Xi Xi rose to her feet, bracing herself against the carriage window that rattled with every bump.
"Sister Yun E... we've been traveling for more than a month now, right?"
Xi Xi stared out at the scenery whipping by outside.
A wave of melancholy suddenly overtook her.
"It's been ages."
"Xi Xi sort of longs for Dad and Mom..."
As the landscape raced past, in Xi Xi's vision, it morphed into the warm, affectionate visages of her parents.
At some unnoticed moment, tears began to well up in Xi Xi's eyes, layering them in a misty haze.
This sight startled Yun E.
Her gaze softened instinctively.
No matter that the young one could now ensnare a Martial Saint...
Deep down, she remained merely a seven-year-old child.
...
...
"Sigh."
Li Che observed the teary-eyed Xi Xi and let out a quiet sigh.
The trials had undeniably spurred tremendous progress in Xi Xi. When danger arose now, she avoided rash overconfidence or panic, instead seeking practical solutions.
Setting up the Mushroom Formation to explode on Martial Saint Gu Chuan, and tackling the relentless killers from the Hunting God Pavilion, Xi Xi managed to face and overcome them all.
Such was her development.
For Xi Xi at school age, her duty lay in education — accumulating knowledge, mastering reactions to threats, and beyond... everything essential to absorb in these formative years.
Li Che remained uncertain about Xi Xi's forthcoming phase of maturation.
But absorbing the lessons fitting for her school years was undoubtedly beneficial.
Shielding Xi Xi beneath protective wings, never permitting her to venture forth, would leave her ignorant of the expansive world. How else could the fledgling eagle learn to take flight?
Allow Xi Xi to flourish unbound; Father will push himself to gain more power, ensuring your safety.
Father will forever stand watch, witnessing your rise and fortitude.
Li Che's gaze warmed with tenderness.
He got to his feet; with Xi Xi yearning for her parents, a visit was in order.
Stepping from the courtyard, he spotted Zhang Ya pausing her cultivation session, perched beneath a snow-laden eave, lost in thought with a steaming cup of tea.
"Lord." Golden-haired Hou bowed with deep reverence.
To the present Li Che, Golden-haired Hou harbored true admiration — not just as a Four Openings Martial Saint, but also as a Divine Sculpture Master, surpassing Hou in both might and wisdom.
Li Che gave a nod to Golden-haired Hou before turning his attention to Zhang Ya.
"Wife, what are you up to?"
Li Che settled next to his wife, wrapping an arm softly around her shoulders.
Zhang Ya looked toward Li Che, her eyes curving into joyful crescents, and nestled against his shoulder.
"Thinking about Xi Xi, wondering if she's getting enough to eat out there; she adores meals so much. If she's going without, she must feel so upset! And if she's not staying warm in this frigid, snowy season, what if she falls ill?"
With Li Che there beside her, Zhang Ya found herself chattering away endlessly.
"Husband, I miss Xi Xi."
Snuggled in Li Che’s embrace, Zhang Ya's eyes brimmed with emotion.
Li Che tenderly stroked his wife's hair: "Then let’s go see her."
At those words, Zhang Ya brightened instantly, her legs—previously folded—kicking out in thrill, propelling her upward.
"Really?"