Chapter 150

"Dad?"

Di Jin could sense that Shen Kuo was still there!

But he was indeed nowhere to be found!

What is this?

He looked up at the sky, and as the icy thunderclouds scattered, he suddenly froze!

"Ah!"

Jiu Li suddenly let out a childish cry!

Di Jin immediately lowered his gaze, looking toward where Shen Kuo had vanished.

A snowflake drifted down, outlining Shen Kuo's shape.

Strands of snowlight gathered, forming Shen Kuo's meridians.

"Wow~"

Jiu Li stared, dumbfounded!

Can it still be like this?

Xiao Bai also stared blankly.

Watching the ice and snow reforge into Shen Kuo.

Ice skin, jade bones.

Such an existence truly exists—it's Shen Kuo after his Deity Transformation!

"Tsk!"

Even Di Jin clicked his tongue.

But this father-in-law's demeanor feels somewhat familiar?

"Dad?"

Shen Qingli also woke up.

The nine bolts of heavenly thunder hadn't finished tempering her yet.

But she was startled by the new commotion from Shen Kuo's side.

As for the tribulation striking her, it was already somewhat flustered!

Shen Qingli, however, couldn't care about anything else, and just stared blankly at her father.

This has become……

It's just too good-looking!

Is this still her father?

It feels like his aura is completely different.

Shen Qingli worried that she had been given a different father.

Even, she couldn't help but think—

That year, the image of her father holding A Jin as they left Saint Maiden Peak.

In her memory, that father back then was very much like the father before her now!

Cold and indifferent, without a trace of warmth; hearing her chase behind, crying and calling him, he merely turned his head, gave a fleeting glance, as if there were no relation between them, as if she weren't his daughter at all.

Over these past two years, even as she gradually grew close to her father.

But for Shen Qingli, that childhood scene could never be erased.

So she finds it hard to feel naturally close to Shen Kuo as she does to Zhong Minglan.

But these past two years, Shen Kuo has been very good to her, truly good.

Moreover, having "seen" the past, she saw what he had done for her after her death.

She had gradually sealed away her childhood memories, but now—

It once again clearly manifested.

This gave Shen Qingli the feeling that she had two fathers, one of whom might not care about her at all.

"……"

Shen Qingli fell silent, quietly gazing at Shen Kuo, just like when she was young, unable to keep up, watching him carry her brother away from her.

From childhood onward, Shen Qingli actually had a streak of stubbornness.

If you don't want me, then I won't want you either.

If Shen Kuo abandons her, she won't seek him out, even if he's on Bing Xue Feng.

If Zhao Yue rejects her, after her rebirth she won't want Zhao Yue either, regardless of whether she is her birth mother.

"Sister?" Di Jin's worried mental transmission accompanied the ninth heavenly tribulation, which struck Shen Qingli.

The tribulation seemed to have sensed a loophole, eagerly rushing forward, as if trying to regain face.

But Shen Qingli's soul was too strong; the Vermilion Bird divine seal shone brightly, naturally protecting her! Even if she lost consciousness, the tribulation could do nothing to her.

The tribulation dispersed, and Shen Qingli emerged unscathed.

Di Jin rubbed his brow; for him, this half-day had been quite stimulating.

"Awake!" Jiu Li called out again, but it was clearly not addressed to Shen Qingli, but to Shen Kuo, whom it now regarded with curiosity~.

White robes, black hair, wide sleeves fluttering.

Ice skin, jade bones, divine countenance, immortal bearing.

"Beautiful~" Jiu Li cheered!

Yet Shen Kuo's gaze rested on Shen Qingli.

From head to toe, completely intact, uninjured.

Shen Kuo relaxed, then noticed that Shen Qingli's gaze at him was somewhat unfamiliar?

"A Li?" Shen Kuo called.

Shen Qingli looked at him, lacking that estranged indifference—it was Father.

"Father!" Shen Qingli then stepped forward, "Congratulations!"

Shen Kuo's brows relaxed, yet he saw splendid light falling from above his head.

At this moment, when the rules had dispersed, the heroes of Sheng Long Tian all witnessed this scene.

"That's Divine Radiance, right?"

"The Divine Realm—really, really opened?"

"This—this truly, truly can achieve God-forming ascension?"

"……"

Countless Xuan Saint Peak powerhouses wept!

Countless powerhouses able to witness this scene, of Xuan Emperor rank and above, were excited.

Ten thousand years have passed.

Ten thousand years have passed!

Many cultivators of Sheng Long Tian despaired!

How many Xuan Saint Peak powerhouses ended in depression!

Yet they awaited this moment when hope descended!

"Ancestors!"

Shen Duo looked toward the fifth-generation ancestor Shen Jing, his eye sockets moist.

Upon learning Shen Jing was still alive, besides joy, he actually felt sorrow.

The decaying Shen Jing let Shen Duo see his own future.

He thought that in the future he too would, like Shen Jing, seclude himself as much as possible just to survive, for himself and the family, awaiting that sliver of hope!

Ancestors after ancestors, countless forefathers have returned to dust and earth; only the most resolute Shen Jing endured until now, and he silently shed tears.

No one knows how he endured the past ten thousand years.

Fortunately, he not only endured, but also awaited Shen Qingli.

The Longevity Pill gave him the means to face opportunity, and also a foundation for pushing forward.

The God-forming Pill gave him the means to face the heavenly tribulation, and also a trump card to push through.

"See A Li off." Shen Jing said hoarsely.

He knew the Divine Realm had opened, and Divine Radiance would guide Shen Qingli and them into the Divine Realm.

"Good."

Shen Yuan and others looked toward the Hunyuan Sect, and under Shen Jing's guidance, they all saw him off!

"See off the youngest deity of my Changshui Shen Clan!"

"A Li, farewell in the Divine Realm!"

"A Li, take care!"

"……"

The Changshui Shen Clan's unanimous farewell song.

Bathing in Divine Radiance, Shen Qingli's eyes welled with tears.

She gazed toward Changshui City; although everything had been arranged properly, she indeed still felt reluctant.

In this life, to have so many loved ones who cherish and protect her far exceeds her imagination.

Suddenly——

"See off the handsomest male phoenix of the Changshui Shen Clan!"

The Changshui Shen Clan's farewell song took a turn.

Shen Kuo was filled with black lines……

He just wanted to leave quickly! Get out of this embarrassing place.

"Old Seven, take good care of A Li!"

"Old Seven, attend well to the Empress!"

"……"

Shen Kuo really turned black-faced.

So, are these all blood brothers?

Di Jin was about to laugh until he couldn't straighten his waist.

"Dad, dad, no wonder you ran off to the Xuanti Continent,"

"This family is truly unbearable!" Di Jin couldn't stand, leaning on Shen Qingli.

Shen Qingli also couldn't help but look at her father; besides, after becoming a God-forming, he became even more handsome—perhaps he really could.

"Dad, Mom should certainly like this face of yours; when we go to rescue her later, you put on a show?"

"A Li." Shen Kuo had a headache, "How are you also joining in the nonsense?"

The broader Shen Qingli's smile, the more she felt that the uncles and brothers in the family were all talented.

After all, they could be even more talented!

"Brother-in-law! Having passed the mother-in-law's test, three years to hold two!"

"Want a niece—"

Now it's Shen Qingli's turn to have a head full of black lines! What kind of tiger-wolf words are these!

It just so happened that the person beside her actually shouted back in response to every line!

Good!

A boy and a girl in three years!

One boy, one girl!

One person's voice topped the Di Jin of the entire Longwater Shen clan, shouted so that the whole world knows.

Hahahaha! Good——

Longwater City was filled with joyous voices and laughter; the Shen clan, up and down, was brimming with happiness, as if three blessings had already arrived.

Pei Jianshu's hand hidden beneath his sleeve was almost worn raw from picking at his palm, but no one paid attention to his thoughts.

Even Pei Heng was merely advising, "Jianshu, it's time to let go."

"Let go?" Pei Jianshu's voice was hoarse, as if still unwilling.

However, no matter what he thought, he and Shen Qingli were already separated by a realm.