Chapter 185: 185. Chapter 184: The Nine Dragon River Tide Rises, Temple Gods Resonating; Father Will Forever Protect Xixi
185. Chapter 184: The Nine Dragon River Tide Rises, Temple Gods Resonating; Father Will Forever Protect Xixi
Clack clack—!
Brilliant humming tore the temple's tranquility!
Scorching flames burst from the Golden Wheel, whirling at high speed, distorting the very air, and the hot ripples shimmered and flowed across the Golden Wheel!
The Heavenly King Tower trembled incessantly, and the countless golden rays cascading down shattered like broken chains!
Even everyone heard the sound of glass shattering on the ground, exploding into pieces!
Buzz buzz buzz—
The terrifying divinity surged grandly from the Golden Light Wheel!
It rose like a mountain‑overturning sea, the heat causing the entire temple's temperature to climb!
The Golden Wheel roared out, and as it sped, the flames were flung backward by inertia, trailing a comet‑like tail!
And this moment's scene!
Yet it caused the entire temple, inside and out, to fall into silence.
Jiao Shaoqiu, Nan Li Huo, and Wang Kuyu narrowed their eyes slightly, watching the Four Imperial Divine Weapon Prison Lotus Wind Fire Golden Light Wheel burst forth from the temple…
That terrifying pressure surged out like a mountain‑overturning sea!
Li Che's eyes flickered faintly; startled in his heart, he nonetheless made no move.
Because he did not sense any malice from the Prison Lotus Wind Fire Golden Light Wheel.
It seemed…
The divine weapon seemed only drawn to the Purple Flame Serpent Spear Fire Lance in Xixi's arm.
It was an attraction of kindred divine weapons!
Thus Li Che remained still.
But the others did not know; Nan Li Huo's expression shifted slightly!
His five fingers trembled, and his eyes and body suddenly ignited with flame.
Golden Prison Fire Glazed Body!
Five flames shot out like thunder toward the Wind Fire Golden Light Wheel!
Chirp chirp chirp—
But, with the Wheel's rotation, the divine fire he released burst instantly, resembling sparks!
Boom—!
The Wind Fire Golden Light Wheel's speed was too fast!
Countless gusts were pushed aside, and many children's faces showed terror.
Xixi, however, showed no fear; her big eyes twinkled, and although she said the Wheel was luring her.
In fact, she was reaching toward the Wheel, tugging her finger.
On Xixi's shoulder, a butterfly spread its wings, like a cat whose fur stood on end from tension.
Beside them.
True Sect Elder Jiao Shaoqiu's murky eyes narrowed.
He did not, like Nan Li Huo, intervene against the Prison Lotus Wind Fire Golden Light Wheel, but watched Xixi with some astonishment.
As if… he saw a treasure!
To think…
It could trigger the Prison Lotus Wind Fire Golden Light Wheel?
It seemed to provoke the Golden Light Wheel into actively seeking a master!
Jiao Shaoqiu had rarely seen the Golden Light Wheel behave so unusually!
Huh—
Sure enough.
The Wind Fire Golden Light Wheel roared mightily, its flames swirling, yet when it neared Xixi's tiny body, it abruptly stalled.
It rotated quietly, hovering before Xixi.
The fire burned, scorching hot, yet Xixi felt no heat at all.
The Golden Light Wheel spun, a gentle breeze stirring, fluttering the little strands on Xixi's forehead.
The others…
Even Li Che, from a short distance, could feel the Wheel's scorching heat, a terrifying power as if it could melt mountains and boil seas…
It seemed to repel everyone, favoring Xixi alone.
Li Che was also left speechless.
This Wheel… picks its target, huh.
Buzz buzz buzz—
Within the temple.
The Golden Heavenly King Tower seemed somewhat ashamed and angry, divine threads intertwining, countless golden rays tangled together like golden chains, and with a clanging sound, re‑locked the Wind Fire Golden Light Wheel.
It tugged it back into the temple like an excited husky pulling a toy.
Rumble rumble!
The roar gradually subsided, the Golden Wheel's momentum eased, and it quieted.
Outside the hall, silence had settled.
Xixi pursed her lips, glowering at the Golden Heavenly King Tower, as if a toy she'd gotten was snatched away.
Jiao Shaoqiu's eyes glimmered oddly, violet light swirling, as if he were looking at a treasure when he gazed at Xixi.
Nan Lihuo shed the Hell Fire crystal body, exhaled, and his mind finally settled.
At this moment, he vaguely understood something.
"Xixi… the resonance might be a bit high?"
Nan Lihuo felt a tremor in his mind.
This Hell Lotus Wind‑Fire Golden Light Wheel burst forth from the Four Sovereigns Eight Arms Hell Lotus, enraged Third Prince, within the Guiyi Miao.
It can be said that it has a deep connection with Guiyi Miao.
To be able to trigger the Golden Light Wheel…
Xixi might resonate with the Third Prince Temple God beyond expectation.
Jiao Shaoqiu shook his head: "Hard to say… resonance with the Temple God is unpredictable; it depends on the Temple God, not the divine weapon."
"But this little girl… at least in the Temple God's divine weapon aspect, she has a unique advantage."
"Good girl, good girl…"
A brilliant smile suddenly lit Jiao Shaoqiu's withered, wood‑like face.
Nan Lihuo could feel Jiao Shaoqiu's appreciation.
His heart stirred slightly, and he said, "Elder Jiao, I wonder… does this girl have a chance to become the Grand Sect Master's final direct disciple?"
Jiao Shaoqiu heard that and instantly understood Nan Lihuo's thought.
He stroked his beard.
"The fact that the Grand Sect Master only accepts one final disciple has been the talk of the town; as a top master of Lingnan Dao, the Sect Master's recruitment has indeed drawn many factions' attention."
"This little girl… has a great chance."
"Her innate Grand Master martial physique is rare across all of Lingnan Dao."
Jiao Shaoqiu smiled.
Nan Lihuo heard that, let out a long sigh, and felt a surge of joy, as if a lingering worry finally settled.
Li Che's eyes flickered beside him as he listened.
"The Grand Sect Master?"
Anyone called a Great Deity belongs to the Divine Embryo Realm!
Nan Lihuo wondered whether to have Xixi become a disciple under the Divine Embryo Great Deity Sect?
Sensing Li Che's mood shift, Nan Lihuo looked over and laughed, "The head of Qianyuan Divine Sect still has one direct disciple slot; once this disciple is taken, the Grand Sect Master will no longer accept students."
"The Sect Master has set a recruitment trial in Dao City; if Xixi goes there, she could try, and perhaps succeed?"
"Xixi's talent is remarkable; both her divine nature and martial aptitude are outstanding…"
"Only by joining the Great Deity's sect can she develop further."
"There will also be… better protection."
Nan Lihuo said earnestly.
Li Che is Xixi's father, so this news naturally had to be explained to him.
A father naturally hopes his daughter will have better prospects.
Li Che's thoughts flickered slightly.
Indeed, an idea formed in his mind.
Nan Lihuo's eyes flashed, and he said, "Xixi struck Ji Mo Li's younger son…"
"Even without Ji Mo Li, Ji Haihui's mother—a Dragon Girl of the Dragon God Clan with a volatile temper—will surely come after Xixi."
"The Dragon God Clan is explosive and domineering, rarely reasoning with others; Xixi beat the Dragon Girl's son, so the Dragon Girl will inevitably be furious."
"If that Dragon Girl truly comes, it poses a considerable threat to Xixi."
"Therefore, if Xixi can join the Great Deity's sect, her safety will be assured."
"Even if Ji Mo Li himself arrives, he must still give the Grand Sect Master some face."
Nan Lihuo said in a low voice.
Li Che fell silent at once.
Jiao Shaoqiu's beard‑stroking paused.
"This girl also beat Ji Mo Li's younger son Ji Haihui?" Jiao Shaoqiu stared at little Xixi in shock, speechless.
It seems this girl is also a troublemaker.
Xixi was excited, clenching her chubby fist: "That little servant bet with me; if he loses, he won't pay up! He'll be a shrinking turtle!"
"Hmph, just like little chubby Zhou Peng says, if you don't honor a bet, there's no little Ji Ji!"
Li Che's face darkened beside them.
"The chubby kid taught you that?"
Xixi nodded seriously.
Li Che glanced at Zhou Peng, who was stuffing meat buns into his mouth.
What nonsense he dares to teach Xixi!
Startled, Zhou Peng lifted his head, shivered inexplicably, and the bun in his hand lost its scent.
Beside them, Yun E seemed to notice Li Che's gaze, pursed her lips, stepped forward, and widened the gap with Zhou Peng.
"Ji Haihui is just a five‑year‑old child; wanting to win a bet is normal, but throwing a childish tantrum over not paying—what can you do about it?"
Jiao Shaoqiu stroked his beard and laughed.
Hearing that little prince Ji Haihui, escorted by a Grand Master, was forcefully humbled by Xixi—his nose bruised and face swollen—he retreated in disgrace, yet his mood brightened considerably.
The Golden Light Subsect, after all, is under the Divine Sect, representing its prestige.
This little girl Xixi restored face for the Divine Sect; as an elder, how could Jiao Shaoqiu not be delighted?
"Good girl, don't worry… your elder grandpa will protect you."
Jiao Shaoqiu's eyes softened, and he patted Xixi's head.
"After the Temple God Resonance Conference ends, I'll take you to Dao City, to the Divine Sect Orthodoxy."
"By then, no one will dare to bully Xixi."
Jiao Shaoqiu said gently.
Xixi blushed for a moment.
"Xixi's little companions are all here; can they go? And Xixi's dad, mother, stinky Chen Lao…"
Xixi raised her hand and began counting them one by one.
Jiao Shaoqiu burst into laughter.
That girl…
He patted Xixi's head.
Jiao Shaoqiu then began calling out the other exceptional spirit children one after another, assessing their talents and feeling their bones, and offering advice for their future cultivation.
"Three days later, the Temple God Resonance Conference…"
When Li Che descended from Golden Light Peak, his eyes flickered slightly, and his heart trembled.
There was worry, anxiety, and also a hint of anticipation.
…
…
Outside Golden Light City.
Bean‑sized raindrops poured down from the sky.
A black spot slowly expanded, thick black vapors churned out of it, gradually coalescing into a massive dead energy vortex that roiled.
A human silhouette emerged from it.
One large, one small.
The larger one wore a black robe, his hair black, thick, sprouting and hanging to his waist; his face was covered by a white mask bearing a blood‑written "seven".
It was Yuan Jingang, the Corpse God Sect's hidden envoy within Golden Light City, never unearthed or discovered by the Ox Demon.
Yuan Jingang led a child.
The child's skin glowed white, eyes lifeless, with thick black circles, slumped shoulders, wearing a red bellyband and loose trousers.
Thick hair tied into two buns.
"Sent by the Divine Sect Orthodoxy is that ageless outer elder Jiao Shaoqiu, the old thing that fell from the golden body shedding to the nascent soul shedding…"
Yuan Jingang spoke lightly.
"This old thing isn't simple; it looks like it's on the brink of death… once it goes all out, it'll be terrifying."
"Our main goal on this trip is the Third Prince Temple God… if it works, it works; if not… we still have to try."
Yuan Jingang turned his head toward the child he was holding.
"Got it?"
The black‑eyed boy shrugged, "Got it."
"Catching a strand of the Third Prince Temple God's divinity? That… for me, it's trivial, no difficulty at all."
Hearing the child's confident words, a smile seemed to bloom beneath Yuan Jingang's mask.
"Temple God Resonance…"
"The Temple Guard Office, the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, even Prince Pingluan's Demon Ritual sent children… there's no reason the Corpse God Sect can't send children."
Yuan Jingang let out a low laugh.
But soon, the laughter grew grim.
The Corpse God Sect's scheme in Golden Light City was completely uprooted.
All those pieces were erased.
It seemed a master player placed a move, delivering a decisive kill, and ate everything cleanly.
How painful.
Yuan Jingang's eyes twisted; the Corpse God Sect's years‑long scheme fell apart in a single morning.
How can he be made to accept it willingly?
"Underworld…"
"Ox Demon Horse Face! And the Divine Monkey!"
"The Corpse God Sect holds no grudges with you…"
"This grudge, I, Yuan Jingang, will never forget!"
"My Corpse God Sect… with ten thousand followers, your Underworld… how many can you kill?"
Beneath the mask, intense killing aura surged.
Behind him, one black vortex after another surged forth.
…
…
Rain began again.
Li Che, wearing a bamboo hat, walked along the long street, glanced at the sky, and knew it was because of the Temple God's agitation.
Otherwise, at this hour, the sky should still be drifting snowflakes.
After leaving Golden Light Peak, Li Che went straight into the city.
He first went to work at the Imperial Astronomical Bureau.
Upon seeing the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, Tang Ren—his face twisted in discomfort, clad in a red bellyband with his hair tied up—stared at Lu Yao, utterly resistant.
Lu Yao wanted to wrap Tang Ren in the red silk.
Tang Ren considered the red silk a child's plaything and adamantly refused to wrap himself in it.
You know nothing! This is the crucial depiction of the Eight-Armed Hell Lotus Furious Third Prince that I gathered after studying numerous references!
Armed with a spear, feet on a golden wheel, clad in a red bellyband and wrapped in red silk—that's the Third Prince!
If you want to boost your resonance with the temple deity, you have to dress exactly like this.
Lu Yao didn't hesitate; he threw the red silk over Tang Ren.
The red silk is itself a divine weapon, specially ordered by Lu Yao from a master weapon smith; though its quality is merely average, it can be moved when divine power is used.
Seeing it, Li Che felt a faint stir in his heart.
I think I should also get one of these for Xixi; a fire-tip spear alone isn't sufficient.
Lord Lu, do you happen to have any more of this red silk?
I'd like to make one for my daughter to boost her compatibility.
Li Che smiled warmly.
Upon seeing Li Che, Tang Ren, as if he'd found a savior, tore off the red silk and handed it to Li Che as if offering a precious gift.
Uncle Li Che, you don't need to find my master—just take this red silk and give it to Xixi.
Tang Ren was thrilled.
Lu Yao's face darkened with fury.
He felt a little weary.
He brought Tang Ren along merely to test his luck, not expecting Tang Ren to produce any miracle.
Do whatever you want; I've fulfilled my duties as your teacher. Whether you gain even a sliver of opportunity in this temple deity resonance gathering is entirely up to you.
Lu Yao waved his hand.
Li Che didn't stand on ceremony; he simply took the red silk Tang Ren offered.
Lu Yao, however, believed Li Che's daughter had a better chance of standing out in the temple deity resonance conference.
Li Che smiled and said goodbye to both of them.
He went into the workshop and resumed crafting a pink celestial-engine fire god cannon for Xixi.
After work, he went back to the alleys of Luohua Lane to keep busy.
At night.
Li Che would then take the soundly sleeping Xixi to the Fire Eye Mystic Shock Spirit Ape Peculiar Temple for special training.
He gave the purple-flame snake attached to the fire-tip spear a thorough thrashing.
This provoked the purple-flame snake spear fire-tip to release power, speeding up the fusion and tempering of Xixi's body with the weapon.
Li Che even felt a sense of anticipation.
Whether Xixi's martial physique could, under the fusion of the purple-flame snake spear fire-tip, be transformed into an innate martial holy body.
That would be an innate physique exceeding even a grand master's martial body, attaining the level of an innate martial sage!
But this difficulty is certainly not trivial.
For three straight days.
Each morning, Xixi awoke with sore, swollen arms and could faintly hear the little gun in her hand whimpering mournfully.
Each day, Xixi gently patted her chubby lotus-like arms, soothing the little gun: "I'll grow up fast and become strong enough to play with you."
Xixi spoke earnestly; the purple-flame snake spear fire-tip felt soothed, and its attitude toward her softened a bit.
He simply adored this little weapon master.
Sticks and honey dates…
That's how unstoppable it is.
……
……
The Fire Eye Mystic Shock Spirit Ape Peculiar Temple!
Boom!
Scorching qi and blood churned, hot currents surged, whipping up gales and tearing at the air in relentless blasts!
Li Che, hands clasped behind his back, stepped forward, and in an instant his form blurred.
Even the void seemed to warp beneath his foot, the air nearly dented into a deep hollow.
A loud 'bang' echoed.
The exploding air formed ripple-like circles that spread outward.
Li Che kept tapping his feet in midair!
Numerous phantom forms gradually coalesced and settled onto the ground.
Li Che's chest suddenly expanded, then he breathed in and out, summoning a mighty gust that made the temple's candles flutter.
The martial sage's secret art, the Soaring Void Eight Qi Steps—he had finally mastered the basics!
Li Che twisted his spine, his major tendons snapping like thunder!
This martial sage's secret art is no trifle; it's not just a movement technique—within the movement lies lethal power.
The Eight Qi Steps: each step brings death; eight steps shake the heavens like a dragon!
Li Che tapped his toe down, the air seemed to detonate, wailing as shockwaves rolled.
With a light leap, Li Che felt his whole body become light and nimble.
Whether it's movement speed or evasive maneuvering, it's far more agile than before.
Compared to the Cloud Hawk's Cloud-Treading Leap, it is truly far stronger.
After Li Che stretched his waist a moment, he flashed over and appeared before the Spirit Monkey Temple deity.
He touches it once a day.
The Spirit Monkey Temple deity's expression was already utterly devoid of any will to live.
Accompanied by booming laughter.
Li Che clenched the Flying Thunder chess piece and returned to the small courtyard halfway up Zheng Lei Peak.
Splash splash!
The sky continued to pour heavy rain.
Dark clouds piled up, as if flashing lightning rolled within them.
Three days passed in the snap of a finger.
Today is the day the Temple Deity Resonance Conference is officially announced to begin.
After Li Che returned, he went to the kitchen to make breakfast.
Then he went to call Xixi and his wife to wake up.
Xixi was disturbed in her sleep, very angry, pouting with arms crossed, sitting on the bed, very unhappy.
Zhang Ya, meanwhile, smiled gently, braiding Xixi's hair and changing her into a red dudou.
"Breakfast is ready."
Li Che called out.
Only then did Xixi shake off her morning grumpiness, pattering to the table, she began eating breakfast, and the unhappiness on her face vanished.
Indeed, only delicious food can heal a bad mood.
"My lord, you say… what else do we need to dress up as?"
Zhang Ya, however, had no appetite for breakfast.
Today, however, is a major event for the entire Jin Guang Prefecture.
Now she is no longer an ignorant ordinary person; regarding cultivation, she also knows the weight of the Temple Pacification Bureau and the Imperial Astronomy Bureau, and understands the purpose of that Little Prince of the Pacification King who was beaten by his daughter.
All for today!
The Four Guardians' Strange Temples' Temple Deity Resonance Conference!
Zhang Ya is actually quite worried, after all, this is about sending the child to the terrifying and dangerous Four Guardians' Strange Temples!
Such Strange Temples, it is said that even a grand master who is slightly careless will encounter danger.
Wouldn't it be even more dangerous for a child to go there?
As a mother, Zhang Ya's worry is inevitable.
Li Che watched Xixi happily eating the spring noodles with a fried egg, and couldn't help but smile.
"It's still lacking a bit."
In Li Che's mind, he couldn't help but recall some details from his previous life.
Then, with a clench of his five fingers, spiritual wood appeared in his hand, thin as a cicada's wing, which he quickly carved with an engraving knife.
In a moment, a small sash made of linked lotus petals appeared.
Li Che tied the lotus-petal sash around Xixi's waist.
Xixi delighted in seeing the little blossoms blooming at her waist, very happy and fond of them.
She spun around in place.
"Daddy, Xixi has flowers!"
"This is the little flower Daddy carved for Xixi, how happy!"
The little girl's cuteness comes just so suddenly and simply.
After breakfast.
Li Che raised his oil-paper umbrella, held Xixi, and headed for Jin Guang Peak.
Outside the courtyard, Li Qing Shan brought Lü Chi and Mu Po Po, already waiting outside.
Zhang Ya also didn't stay at home, she linked arms with Mu Po Po, intending to also go watch this Temple Deity Resonance Conference.
After all, it concerns her own daughter, so she is still very concerned and worried.
Chen Lao also didn't go to work today, he took a day off and followed everyone to watch the Temple Deity assembly.
……
……
Everyone went down the mountain.
At the mountain gate archway, carriages were already waiting.
Shangguan Qinghong drove over a luxurious carriage, seeing Li Che's family coming down the mountain, he waved his arms from afar.
Xixi, upon seeing Shangguan Qinghong, was also very happy; the big and small ones on the carriage shaft screamed and stomped their feet, then together they jumped into the carriage.
Shangguan Qinghong treated Xixi as her own sister; regarding Xixi's participation in the Temple Deity Resonance, she was also very nervous, raking through all her knowledge, she reminded Xixi of some precautions concerning the Temple Deity.
She wanted to contribute her modest strength as an older sister.
Li Qing Shan rode in a carriage with Mu Po Po and Lü Chi.
Before boarding the carriage, Lü Chi gave a deep, probing glance at the carriage where Xixi was.
"Come up." Li Qing Shan said.
Lü Chi solemnly nodded and climbed into the carriage.
Before the mountain gate of the Jin Guang Branch Sect.
A variety of carriages and horses gathered; the Qin, Hai, Gong, and Gongyang clans, among others, had arranged carriages, waiting for the spiritual children of their families who were arranged to cultivate within the Jin Guang Branch Sect.
Besides this, the Gold Light Branch Sect also had specially prepared carriages, arranging for the spirit children to gather and set off together.
The children huddled together, a bunch of little radish heads, whispering and chattering nonstop.
Even the rain pouring from the sky could not wash away this enthusiasm.
The children's cheerful laughter made it seem less like they were going to attend some temple god resonance conference and more like they were going on a spring outing.
Jiao Shaoxiu also saw Li Che's family, merely nodding from afar, which counted as a greeting.
He rode alone in a carriage, suppressing the Prison Lotus Wind-Fire Gold Light Wheel in his palm.
Wearing a straw hat and a short jacket, the burly carriage driver held the reins, his expression solemn.
Li Che glanced at this driver and could sense his extraordinariness, his body containing terrifying qi and blood held back but not released.
Moreover, Li Che felt no trace of divine power from this driver—in other words… this is a martial artist who follows the pure martial path, a qi-blood warrior!
As for his exact cultivation level, Li Che couldn't see through it.
After all the children had been arranged onto the carriages.
Then they set off.
Dozens of carriages, mighty and imposing, formed a procession and set out from the foot of Divine Sect Mountain.
The wheels rolled, kicking up mud and shattering standing water, driving into Gold Light Prefecture City and then out of it.
The Divine Guard Army deployed, separating the civilians so the procession could travel steadily.
In the Town Temple Office.
Zhu Chaoyang also brought Iron Shan Cai into a carriage, driving to catch up with the procession.
Imperial Astronomy Bureau.
Lu Yao then brought Tang Ren, driving to follow.
Carriage after carriage occasionally gathered from the roadside, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, merging into the procession.
Lord's Manor.
Young Lord Ji Haihui wore splendid robes, his dragon god purple pupils, mirror-like and purple, flickering slightly.
This was the first time he had left the Lord's Manor in these days.
Xue Dufu's death truly frightened him.
Ji Haihui did not want to die, so he holed up in the Lord's Manor, ensuring his own safety while waiting for the temple god resonance conference.
He took a deep breath; the rain was torrential, and heaven and earth were drenched.
But Ji Haihui felt his blood throughout his body trembling slightly, as if it were about to revive.
"Finally, the temple god resonance conference is about to begin…… Once the conference ends, I can finally leave this damned place, Gold Light Prefecture."
Ji Haihui said.
He does not like Gold Light Prefecture.
Here he suffered the greatest humiliation of his life.
He lacked the courage to face this humiliation, choosing to shrink like a turtle.
Therefore, he wants to wash away this shame; the only way is to leave Gold Light Prefecture, find stronger support, and then return to reclaim it!
Young Lord Ji Haihui's purple eyes gleamed as he recalled Xixi's devilish face; his whole body shuddered, and then he slipped into an extremely luxurious carriage.
Su Huaili was already seated in the carriage waiting; upon seeing Ji Haihui, he smiled gently: "Young Lord, relax, the Lord has already prepared your trump card…… "
"This time, in the temple god resonance conference, you will not lose to that girl."
Su Huaili comforted him.
The carriage was driven by a grandmaster charioteer.
Six Black Armor Blood Guards riding flood dragon horses, bearing horse-slaying sabers and clad in heavy black armor, followed with mighty presence.
The hooves' thunder exploded, escorting the carriage, overbearing like a sharp black blade cutting into the carriage procession.
The Town Temple Office's Director-General Xie Jing, wearing a uniform, rode a flood dragon horse; beside him, the supervisors and chief constables also rode flood dragon horses, brandishing blades as they cleared the way at the front of the carriage procession.
The procession left Gold Light Prefecture City, and the wind and rain suddenly intensified!
However, the procession's speed did not slow down; instead, it grew ever faster!
The blood within the flood dragon horses seemed to boil, and the speed of their hoof strikes grew ever faster!
Whoosh—
The rain was shattered and blasted into mist!
The carriage cabin shook violently.
As the carriage left the city.
Many of the children in the carriage fell silent.
Perhaps they finally sensed the oppressive, tense atmosphere; many of the little spirit children's small bodies began to tremble slightly.
Inside the carriage.
Xixi also rarely became speechless.
Her head nestled in Zhang Ya's embrace, allowing Zhang Ya to gently stroke her.
Her small hand clenched into a fist.
Like the fearless Great Emperor Xixi, she… now also felt a little nervous.
"Mother, Father… Xixi is nervous!"
Xixi blinked her big eyes and said.
Li Che rubbed Xixi's head, took out a white Flying Thunder chess piece, and placed it in her hand.
"Hold this piece well, and it's as if I'm accompanying you."
"With me here, you need not be nervous."
Li Che said with a smile.
"You don't need to put too much pressure on yourself; just think of it as… a spring outing. Even if you don't trigger the temple god's resonance or receive its inheritance, it doesn't matter."
"With Dad here, no one will hurt you."
"Because, Dad is super awesome…"
Li Che said gently.
Xixi blinked her eyes: "Really?"
Li Che hooked his pinky with Xixi's.
Xixi giggled, and indeed she wasn't nervous anymore.
She raised her chubby lotus‑root arm and said, "Dad, but… Little Spear keeps trembling, as if it's nervous, making me a bit nervous too."
Li Che, hearing that, gently took hold of Xixi's arm.
Next, divine light flickered in the space between his eyebrows!
His primordial spirit opened its eyes.
The power of his divine sense, within Xixi's arm, turned into a slap that fiercely swept down, striking the snarling jaws of the purple‑flame flood dragon.
A sound like swatting a mosquito exploded inside the carriage.
Zhang Ya and Shangguan Qinghong were both startled.
Li Che, however, rubbed Xixi's head.
"Look, Little Spear isn't nervous anymore, right?"
Xixi shook her arm and instantly burst into a bright, giggling laugh.
She leaned against the carriage window.
Gazing at the wind and rain filling the sky, at the Nine Dragon River where angry roars kicked up hundred‑meter‑high waves, she felt not a trace of fear.
Facing the temple god head‑on?!
Xixi fears nothing now!
Because.
Dad will protect Xixi!
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