As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1733 - 452: So, Will the Dao Fruit of Bonds Disappear? Racing Against Time to Hunt the Demon Gods
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Within Mo City Fengdu, Li Che abruptly snapped his eyes open.
Deep inside his gaze, a flicker of gravity passed through, accompanied by a touch of astonishment.
The very next instant, he moved forward with a single step, vanishing right away from Fengdu.
Mo City's storm and downpour lingered on, while the torn space from the Shenxiao Prison Thunder Pill's impact appeared to possess living tissue, gradually mending itself through subtle contractions.
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Qitian City Outer City.
Inside a modest Three-Openings courtyard.
A colossal figure, reminiscent of Tower Mountain, donned a Bull Demon mask, and next to him, three others with marred masks rested in composure.
The four forms positioned themselves gravely in the yard, intensely focusing on their practice.
Yet suddenly, a white chess piece rose into the air, as though seized by some unseen force.
Li Che’s robe of Mo Shan, adorned with golden lotus patterns, fluttered dramatically, and in a blink, he had crossed vast distances, arriving from Mo City Fengdu into this yard in Qitian City.
The Heaven and Earth chessboard quivered intensely.
Beyond the courtyard's walls, the Night Bat Demon God, concealed in the folds of space, abruptly sensed his echo-location disrupted.
Still, the interruption lasted merely a moment; after sweeping his senses over the yard, he detected nothing unusual within, and so dismissed the oddity.
Donning the Bull Demon mask, Li Che seamlessly switched places with the Painting Immortal Avatar.
Linking his consciousness to the Heaven and Earth chessboard, vivid scenes instantly materialized in his vision.
Those scenes...
Showed exactly the happenings inside Qitian City’s Inner City City Lord’s Mansion.
Fearsome demonic aura surged wildly, transforming the City Lord’s Mansion into an ocean of dark energy; without the Heaven and Earth chessboard's keen insight, Li Che would have failed to pierce through the haze and witness what lay inside.
One by one, horrifying demon gods of diverse forms and immense vital force crowded into the estate.
An assembly of Qitian City’s demon forces?
To Li Che's immense shock, this band of demon gods encircled a huge circular table in the City Lord’s Mansion, engaging in talks as if in a formal assembly.
The tension hung thick in the air.
At the forefront sat the Black Bull Demon God Venerable, his mighty presence radiating outward in waves, and even the mere release of his breath subdued the gathered demon gods.
Yet his spoken words, carried via the projection, caused Li Che’s eyes to narrow just a bit.
“Capture the Daughter of Prison Lotus?”
Seize the Daughter of Prison Lotus and transport her to the Strange Que Ten Thousand Rivers, handing her over to the Deceit Demon Cave faction.
Such intelligence was the last thing Li Che anticipated hearing.
The Daughter of Prison Lotus clearly meant Xi Xi. At first, Li Che assumed no animosity existed between the demon race and Xi Xi, yet he hadn’t foreseen this Black Bull Demon setting his sights on her so directly.
“Thus, this rift from the Deceitful Gods Camp has leaked into the mortal realm... Is Xi Xi the prime objective of this Big Black Bull?”
In the chamber, Li Che’s gaze steadily grew icy.
His sole vulnerability lay with his wife and child, with his daughter holding the absolute highest place in his heart. Any entity endangering Li Che’s daughter instantly earned a spot on his inescapable kill roster.
And right now, this Big Black Bull...
Your entry is now etched in that small ledger, joined by all those demon gods.
“Evidently, the strife in the Gods Camp runs deep; Black Sumeru and Deceit Demon Cave both aim for the Prison Lotus, positioning Xi Xi, as the Daughter of Prison Lotus, as a prime asset.”
Li Che’s eyebrows knit together faintly.
He was well aware of the lingering awareness of Da Xi Xi buried far within Xi Xi’s spirit.
However, Li Che harbored uncertainties himself: did this awareness stem from a previous existence, or perhaps an impending one?
What compelled its presence in Xi Xi’s spirit?
Did it match the Da Xi Xi he had glimpsed via the Dream Heavenly Master Dao Fruit and the Dream Butterfly?
A flood of questions arose relentlessly, clouding Li Che’s mind in a tangled web that he struggled to unravel.
Stemming from his limited experiences.
Xi Xi’s arrival had woven unexpected ties for Li Che, birthing a host of Dao Fruits—could this connect to that Da Xi Xi?
Undoubtedly, this connection served as the pivotal element in Li Che’s ascent from frailty to his present might.
For Li Che, unraveling this link held paramount significance.
Despite his ongoing enhancement of Dao Fruits, even attaining level 7 rank.
At his core, Li Che clung to a persistent dread.
He wondered if someday the connection binding him to Xi Xi might dissolve...
And upon that bond’s severance, the Dao Fruits it bestowed would fade away too.
This represented a profound spiritual terror, an ingrained worry lodged in Li Che’s soul.
Would the Dao Fruits truly vanish?
Li Che held no answers, nor did he wish to conjecture, for such thoughts served no purpose.
Frequently, Li Che drew upon the Dao Fruits to bolster his personal practice, treating them as wellsprings of power.
While much of his feats relied on the Dao Fruits’ Divine Skills, directed by the Dao, Li Che never ceased advancing his own cultivation.
Ultimately, only through his inherent strength could he endure in this realm if the Dao Fruits ever truly departed one day.
The visions from the Heaven and Earth chessboard gradually dissolved.
These weren’t real-time feeds, but recordings made during Li Che’s secluded training in Mo City; the Heaven and Earth Soul, operating the chessboard, had judged them vital enough to preserve.
One could only marvel at how, with the Chess Saint Dao Fruit’s evolving stages, the Heaven and Earth chessboard’s capabilities grew ever more formidable.
Even as the visions vanished, Li Che’s thoughts brimmed with mounting murderous resolve.
