Chapter 12: Father, Is That You?

"Young man, your temper is quite big."

Li Xianzhi was not panicked at all. He threw a pebble he was playing with into the moat. Then he shattered the shocking giant claw with one glance.

The little eunuch was furious...

"Could this person be crazy?"

Tong Linghu looked at Li Xianzhi in surprise, and the others, except for Li Qingxian, all widened their eyes.

Li Qingxian didn't dare to look.

Don't look at the little eunuch in the sky who was white and tender, he was also an old monster, having entered Ascension three hundred years ago, and was the right-hand man of the Nine Thousand Years Old.

Senior, you must hold on.

*Boom! *

The moat was rippled by the small stone. Time seemed to have stopped, and that small movement seemed to spread from people's minds.

Crisp and divine.

"Little Xuanwu, come out and see me."

Li Xianzhi's light sentence was like a divine decree.

Everyone present heard it.

"Who is Little Xuanwu?" Li Qingxian couldn't help but follow Li Xianzhi's rhythm.

Everyone cast their eyes on Li Qingxian, seemingly waiting for his answer. After all, the strange young man was brought by him.

"Could it be the divine beast Xuanwu sitting in the Xuanwu Array?" Li Xianzhi exclaimed.

According to historical records, there was once a large array in the palace called the Xuanwu Array, in which a Xuanwu was sitting. That was a divine beast comparable to the peak of a True God.

"Heh, could it be that you have lost your mind?" The Seventh Elder knelt on the ground, very disdainful of Li Qingxian's answer.

How is it possible, if there was such a divine beast, would the Great Chu Dynasty still need to join forces with their Qing Lian Immortal Mansion?

"You understand a fart, the senior is... is..." Li Qingxian was finally relieved; he believed that what Li Xianzhi said must be that Xuanwu divine beast.

"But what, you say it."

Tong Linghu was really anxious; if it were really that divine beast, what concept was that? This was a huge help to the Great Chu Dynasty. Tong Linghu wanted to verify it immediately.

"Cannot be said, cannot be said..." Li Qingxian looked profound, as if everything was under control, no, everything was under the senior's control.

"I shouldn't have saved you just now." Tong Linghu glared at Li Qingxian fiercely.

"Who is calling me?"

"So familiar."

The Xuanwu divine beast had been sleeping for hundreds of years, and it was seriously injured in the last battle, so it had been healing at the bottom of the moat.

Today, Xuanwu suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"My son, come see me quickly."

Li Xianzhi called out softly again. This Xuanwu was raised by Li Shentong back then, and at that time Xuanwu was only Seventh-Stage, but Li Xianzhi just sensed its existence, and now it had the True God realm.

Li Shentong had no descendants back then, so he had always raised this divine beast he picked up in his youth as a son, and the two had a very close relationship.

"Father, it's Father."

Xuanwu opened its eyes wide, and a child's voice came from its mouth, full of extreme joy.

"Father, where are you?"

Xuanwu moved its body slightly.

However, Xuanwu's body was huge, and a slight movement was a stormy sea for the river surface.

Everyone opened their mouths wide, only to see the river surface getting higher and higher, rushing directly into the sky hundreds of meters, and then a huge Xuanwu divine beast appeared in front of everyone.

"It's really Xuanwu, it's really Xuanwu. I knew the senior was a great power, hahaha." Li Qingxian danced with joy, having completely thrown the Nine Thousand Years Old's decree behind his head.

Everyone else's eyes on Li Xianzhi changed.

This Capital was about to change.

The old nanny was full of worries; the Empress's great cause was afraid to face another huge obstacle.

The Seventh Elder and Yang Yao looked like their fathers had died. What kind of existence had they provoked?

Even the little eunuch who wanted to continue finding trouble for Li Xianzhi was now paralyzed on the ground.

"Old Ancestor, come save me." The little eunuch only hoped that the Nine Thousand Years Old would quickly sense all this and come to save him.

He was truly mouth-heavy, it would have been fine to just pass the decree, he had to find trouble.

Now it's good, life-threatening!

"Father, is it really you? I knew it, you are so awesome, how could you be easily killed by those old things." Xuanwu looked at Li Xianzhi below with joy. Although this father was a bit old, the soul aura was exactly the same as the father before.

Li Shentong became famous early, so he had always had a young face.

Xuanwu's huge body tossed in the sky, making the entire Imperial Capital restless.

Countless people walked onto the streets, looking at the behemoth in the sky, showing a confused expression.

"What is this thing?"

Someone opened their mouth wide, looking at the sky in shock.

"It's Xuanwu, it's Xuanwu." Some old people knelt on the ground and wailed.

"Great Chu is saved, Great Chu is saved." Some people had heard stories about Xuanwu from their ancestors.

This was the protector of Great Chu.

Many heads of major forces and elders flew toward the Imperial City one after another, wanting to see what happened. Great Chu was afraid it would usher in a huge shock again. Nowadays, all forces were in a wonderful balance, and this suddenly appearing divine beast didn't know who did it, or which force it belonged to.

The Nine Thousand Years Old naturally sensed it too.

"Why did Little Xuanwu wake up? Look, there are so many things today." The Nine Thousand Years Old seemed a bit tired, but Little Xuanwu was born, and he, the older brother, still had to go see it.

The Nine Thousand Years Old turned into a long rainbow and disappeared from the palace.

"Father, I miss you so much."

Xuanwu missed his father, and regardless of anything, he wanted to squeeze into Li Xianzhi's arms.

"Don't come over, can't you change your body first? You're going to crush your father to death." Li Xianzhi looked at this turtle son and scolded with a smile.

"Damn, damn..."

"Xuanwu's father? Could the senior also be a Xuanwu? But it's not right, Li Hongyu also calls the senior Father." For a time, Li Qingxian couldn't tell whether Li Xianzhi was a human or not.

The others had sweat on their heads.

What kind of identity was this person, Tong Linghu felt his heart was as itchy as a cat scratching.

Before everyone could recover, a voice in the sky made everyone almost fall into a coma.

"Father?"

The Nine Thousand Years Old rushed over and saw Li Xianzhi at first glance.

Back then, Li Shentong and the Nine Thousand Years Old were both master and friend, and he cared for the Nine Thousand Years Old, so in his heart, the Nine Thousand Years Old had always treated Li Shentong as a master, as his father.

A thousand years had not seen each other.

The Nine Thousand Years Old subconsciously called out this title he had been thinking about day and night.

He wanted so much to call his master "Father."

The little eunuch was scared out of his wits; the Old Ancestor wanted to call him Father, who was this person?

I'm so scared!

The Seventh Elder, the old nanny, Tong Linghu, and Yang Yao all rolled their eyes, seemingly their brains were a bit unable to accept it.

Other heads of forces in the Capital who had just arrived happened to see this scene, all collectively petrified, almost falling from the sky. ===== CHAPTER 13 =====