As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life

Chapter 949: Chapter 289: 25 Years of Journeying Through This World to Illuminate the True Heart, Cat Face’s Intuition About to Shine_3

What if a [Longevity] Dao Fruit comes?

Then longevity would no longer be a problem.

Of course, this should be discussed further once the Longevity Dao Fruit is actually obtained.

After tidying up a bit, Liuxiang Lane became lively and festive.

In contrast, Thunder Alley was completely deserted.

No one knew that Li Che had arrived at Thunder Alley.

The night was deep, and a gentle spring rain drizzled down.

Li Che dusted off his elder robe, with a faint smile, opened an oiled paper umbrella, glanced at the Fairy in the Painting Avatars earnestly cultivating with Divinity Crystals, and stepped out of the secluded workshop courtyard.

The rain slanted down, each droplet illuminated by the dim lights appeared like tiny glass beads.

The restaurant nestled deep within the alley; aside from Li Che, seemingly no other guests had ever ventured here.

The Big Black Dog lay at the entrance, glanced at Li Che, and immediately bared its teeth in fury.

Surely, last time it was this rascal who petted Lord Dog’s head without taking responsibility!

The boss sat on his chair, legs crossed, holding a rolled cigarette, looking at a spread-out menu while puffing smoke rings.

“Boss, I’ve got something to celebrate today, prepare three dishes and a soup. I’ll go back and have a few drinks with my wife,” Li Che said with a smile.

The boss glanced at Li Che, his expression indifferent: “Okay.”

He didn’t just make a bowl of noodles for Li Che in a dry manner.

A moment later, the boss simply prepared three dishes and a soup; though simple, the rich aroma was so enticing that Li Che’s stomach rumbled.

Bear in mind, with Li Che’s current level of Horizontal Refinement, controlling stomach movements would be extremely easy, so he’s not so easily tempted by food.

Li Che put away the dishes, and then took out a jar of Yellow Sword Wine from his wife, brewed by the Boss Lady of Drunken Duck Restaurant, pouring a cup for the boss.

The boss furrowed his brows slightly but still sat opposite Li Che.

Taking a sip of wine, the boss subtly shook his head: “This wine is average; the methods and environment for storing it weren’t chosen well, but the thought of brewing is nice, just lacking in execution.”

Li Che smiled: “Just drink casually.”

After the boss commented, he didn’t talk about the wine anymore, instead drinking and conversing with Li Che.

“Boss, have you heard of… Flat Peach?”

“I heard that it can extend life by a whole cycle of sixty years, but is it true? Are there any side effects?”

Li Che eagerly poured another cup of wine for the boss.

Flat Peach is something to eat; asking the boss about such matters surely can’t go wrong.

The boss responded indifferently: “It indeed extends life.”

“As for the taste, ask Gouzi; it’s eaten quite a few of them.”

Li Che’s gaze then turned to the Big Black Dog.

The Big Black Dog stuck out its tongue and licked its lips.

Li Che instantly understood, evidently, this Flat Peach… must taste absolutely delightful!

“Looks like I should find an opportunity to acquire some to taste, Xi Xi, and my wife should also try it.”

Li Che smiled again.

After asking the questions, he put away the wine cups and wine, left a gold ingot behind, and cupped his hands towards the boss.

With his sleeves floating, he opened the umbrella and stepped into the rain curtain.

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Li Che didn’t go to Liuxiang Lane but directly returned to the Disciple City of Qian Yuan Divine Sect.

The Elder Court within the Disciple City was also bustling.

The news that Li Che became the Divine Sculpture Half-Saint had already spread within the Disciple City, attracting many Outer Sect Elders from Qian Yuan Divine Sect to frequently come and offer congratulations.

However, since everyone assumed Li Che was in the courtyard at Liuxiang Lane, the courtyard in the Disciple City seemed much quieter.

Li Che gracefully arrived at Jiao Shaoqiu’s courtyard and saw Zhang Ya drenched in sweat, earnestly cultivating in the spring rain night under Jiao Shaoqiu’s guidance.

When Li Che’s sleeves flutteringly appeared, Zhang Ya finally stopped her movements.

“Husband!”

Zhang Ya’s eyes brightened, and at this moment, she looked much like Xi Xi when she sees Li Che.

Undoubtedly, the two shared a parent-child resemblance.

Sitting under the eaves, Jiao Shaoqiu saw Li Che, a flash of color flickering in his eyes.

Li Che had become the Divine Sculpture Half-Saint…

He felt somewhat dazed, as when he first met Li Che in Golden Light Prefecture City, Li Che was merely a Third-Class Guest Elder of the Qintian Observatory.

Even when Li Che said he wanted to participate in the elder assessment for Divine Sect Divine Sculpture Ridge, Jiao Shaoqiu didn’t have much hope, yet Li Che not only became an elder but now is the Divine Sculpture Half-Saint!

“Elder Jiao.”

Li Che offered a gentle smile and greeted Elder Jiao.

Jiao Shaoqiu’s eyes gleamed brightly, nodding his head.

“I’ve come to take my wife home,” Li Che smiled, while Zhang Ya on the side had already packed up her things, and the couple bid farewell to Jiao Shaoqiu before leaving Elder Jiao’s courtyard.

Holding an oiled paper umbrella, strolling through the streets of the Disciple City with his wife, it felt quite romantic.

Inside the courtyard at Liuxiang Lane.

Nurse Momo had been taken away by Li Qingshan, and Old Chen had gone out for a ride.

The courtyard was quiet, just the two of them.

After Zhang Ya took a bath, Li Che used Qi-Blood to help dry her hair, and then took out the simple three dishes and a soup he purchased from the boss and laid them out on the dining table.

Zhang Ya gazed at Li Che expectantly.

Li Che poured a cup of wine for his wife as well.

Zhang Ya then sweetly smiled, picked up the wine cup, and clinked it against Li Che’s.

“Congratulations, husband, for becoming the Divine Sculpture Half-Saint!”

“Our little home is truly getting better and better with you!”

“Happy birthday, husband.”

Zhang Ya blinked her eyes, brimming with a smile.

Then, she took out a piece of pitch-black tight-fitting clothing from the Qiankun Jade, embroidered with black lotus patterns, incredibly elegant; it was made by her own hands, knowing Li Che loved black, she had specifically chosen this black lotus attire.