As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1703 - 445: Devouring the Four Heavenly Kings—Li Che Breeds Monsters, Heart Unstained as Pure Heart Completes Fifth Transformation [Monthly Ticket Requested]...
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Whoooosh——
A fierce gale roared through the wilderness, forcing numerous trees across the rugged hills and woods to bow low.
Two massive craters suddenly scarred the soil.
Cold rain cascaded endlessly, streaming from the heavy, gray skies above.
Jin Taixui breathed raggedly, rushing back in desperation to halt before the twin craters, his eyes wide and veined with red, fixed intensely on the pair of forms inside them.
Zhou Peng's features twisted into something monstrous as he clung tightly to Yun E’s finger.
Yet that distorted visage held a serene peace and deep contentment, like grasping Yun E’s finger meant embracing his entire universe, brimming with pure delight.
A soft, moonlit radiance bathed Yun E’s form, her delicate, china-smooth skin etched with tiny fissures, ready to crumble into fragments scattered across the earth at the slightest touch.
The icy downpour continued unabated.
Jin Taixui dropped to his knees, agony twisting his gaze; after endless years of grueling practice on Wushen Mountain, emerging from piles of slain foes and rivers of blood, he should have grown indifferent to demise.
For in Wushen Mountain's harsh tests, droves of youths and Divine Children met their end every round.
Still, the passing of Zhou Peng and Yun E stabbed Jin Taixui with unbearable sorrow—they counted among his rare companions.
Memories flooded Jin Taixui's mind: shared escapades in the jianghu, along Guangling Dao, the highways, the Grand Canal...
Frolicking wildly, braving dangers side by side, venturing into the unknown as one...
Bursts of laughter, waves of happiness, enduring tempests united, displaying their flair in unison.
On his knees in the mud, Jin Taixui sensed only his frailty and helplessness, hot tears tracing paths down his face, his features twisting in raw sobs.
The tough warrior seldom shed tears like this.
All at once.
The downpour warped and shredded under a mighty surge.
Two silhouettes materialized nearby, and Jin Taixui, choking back sniffles, raised his gaze, peering past the blurring rain to spot Li Che and Xi Xi.
Catching sight of Xi Xi eased the turmoil in Jin Taixui’s chest.
Xi Xi gripped Li Che’s hand, her face tinged with quiet sorrow.
She glanced toward the craters, where the duo lay intertwined in grasp, and a heavy ache gripped her heart, as though boundless grief was flooding her bosom.
"Dad..."
"Xi Xi... Yun E is gone..."
Xi Xi’s spirits plunged into despair, fat droplets spilling from her eyes.
Hard to say if they were rain or tears.
Li Che’s ebony robes whipped about in the gale, his thick, dark locks lashed by wind and water, while he softly stroked Xi Xi’s hair, his eyes settling on the pair in the craters who had burned through the Temple God’s might and fallen.
"No, they’re just sleeping."
Li Che tousled Xi Xi’s hair with care, offering a gentle smile as he said it.
Xi Xi blinked in surprise, tilting her face up to Li Che, aware that despite her youth, she wasn’t naive.
Zhou Peng and Yun E’s vital energies had faded completely...
But Xi Xi held her tongue; perhaps Dad merely sought to soothe her pain?
"Don’t worry, dad will go wake them up." Li Che grinned.
This left Xi Xi utterly stunned, though a flicker of expectation lit her eyes despite herself.
Resurrection...
Was such a feat truly within reach?
Xi Xi pondered the enigmatic Underworld, home to so many formidable masters—surely they could manage it?
Jin Taixui rose to his feet, brushing away his tears, staying mostly silent, yet the exchange between Li Che and Xi Xi left him feeling a touch dazed.
Li Che gave Xi Xi’s head another pat, then let go of her hand, striding ahead to stand by Zhou Peng and Yun E.
Zhou Peng’s appearance had warped into something beastly, his head swollen like a boar’s, with curved fangs pointing upward, radiating a savage presence.
In contrast, Yun E radiated even greater beauty, and neither bore the look of children any longer, transformed into grown forms by the latent Temple God’s essence buried in their spirits.
"Reincarnated Temple God..."
Li Che’s gaze shimmered briefly, a quiet breath escaping his lips.
In the instant that followed, he gathered his will.
Their forms were enveloped in a shroud, vanishing from the craters.
Upon returning, they stood within Mo City.
Shhhh——
Rain from the celestial vault in Mo City carried restorative forces to mend the battered streets. Mo City didn’t always face showers, but Li Che’s frequent disruptions were the main culprit.
He kept drawing mighty warriors here for clashes, inflicting harm on the city.
The jet-black precipitation cloaked the skies and land, draining all vibrancy from the metropolis in that instant, veiled in misty veils, reduced to stark monochrome evoking mortality.
Li Che remained the sole living soul in Mo City; everything else consisted of lingering spirits of the departed.
Yun E and Zhou Peng’s corpses settled onto Mo City’s soil.
As reborn Temple Gods, would their souls yield to capture?
Li Che held no certainty, but attempting it seemed right. Though reincarnated Temple Gods, these two had matured right under his watchful eye.
From their early days in Golden Light Prefecture City, raised alongside Xi Xi, Li Che harbored fondness for them as well.
His fingers splayed wide, summoning gales that wove through the air in endless patterns.
"Soul Return——"
Soul Capturing!
The hushed incantation echoed like an ancient shaman’s rite, bridging the gap between the Netherworld and the living realm, forging a conduit through demise and renewal for the spirits to reclaim life.
Shhhhh...
Once Soul Capturing took effect, strangely, this invocation diverged from its prior uses.