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

Chapter 1055: Chapter 311: Father Should Indeed Fight for His Daughter, Supreme Mechanism Beast Thousand-Eyed Yinglong King [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_5

“Because he fears my skill, even though he is a Divine Sculpture Half-Saint… there’s still a gap between different Divine Sculpture Half-Saints.”

Huang Tuo chuckled, his words dripping with humiliation.

Around the high platform, the spectators of Qianyuan Dao City and the Jianghu guests turned beet-red, filled with righteous indignation.

This bald donkey is truly vile!

To use the skill of a Divine Sculpture Half-Saint to belittle the Divine Sculpture Masters… and dare to boast so shamelessly!

“If you have the guts… go and invite Li Half-Saint to compete with my skills, I can suppress my Divine Sculpture level to the initial level of a Divine Sculpture Half-Saint, how’s that?”

“But, you probably can’t invite him, the Divine Sculpture Skill of Qian Yuan Divine Sect has been suppressed by our Little Lingyin Temple for hundreds of years… what good is one Divine Sculpture Half-Saint?”

“Even if ten Divine Sculpture Half-Saints appeared, it wouldn’t change the fact that the Divine Sculpture Technique of Divine Sect Divine Sculpture Ridge has fallen behind…”

Huang Tuo’s mocking voice spread unrestrained, shattering the wind and snow.

Zhou Tianshui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flickering; he wasn’t a fool and had already realized Huang Tuo’s intention.

Provocation!

He wants to provoke Li Che Half-Saint into competing with him in Divine Sculpting!

Zhou Tianshui had to admit, Huang Tuo’s Divine Sculpting skill is indeed too high.

Even Li Che might not be able to defeat Huang Tuo…

If Li Che were defeated, then Qianyuan Dao City and Qian Yuan Divine Sect’s Divine Sculpture path might completely become a laughing stock, marked with an unerasable shame.

What a malicious bald donkey!

Zhou Tianshui was filled with resentment, yet remained silent as he turned and descended the arena.

From a distance, the pale-faced Yun Haiyang also exchanged a glance with Zhou Tianshui.

“Do not disturb Li Half-Saint…”

Yun Haiyang transmitted his voice.

“Rest assured, old me knows the limits; this bald donkey… clearly harbors ill intentions.”

“Forget it, Qianyuan Dao City’s Divine Sculpture path has been behind for so many years, if you’re behind, you get beaten, it’s become the norm.”

Zhou Tianshui sighed, responding with voice transmission.

They naturally wouldn’t go to invite Li Che, even though their hearts were suppressed, unwilling, angry, yet they knew the weight of matters.

On the high platform.

Huang Tuo gave a chuckling smile, pressing his palms together.

“Amitabha Buddha.”

“I will continue to hold the arena here for a whole month if there are any Divine Sculptors from Qian Yuan Divine Sect or Qianyuan Dao City willing to challenge me, I can suppress my Divine Carving Technique to match their level to compete.”

“I only seek one defeat.”

Huang Tuo chuckled.

As three days passed, fueled by the propaganda pushed by some local ruffians.

The criticism was directly aimed at Li Che.

Many became more dissatisfied, feeling that Li Che, the only Divine Sculpture Half-Saint of Qian Yuan Divine Sect, lacks even the courage to step forward!

The waves rise, the tides surge…

The momentum grows increasingly powerful!

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“How can these people act like this!”

Inside the Elder Court.

Zhang Ya’s face was flushed with anger, clenching her fists and biting her teeth!

Her eyes were red, listening to the messages brought by Sang Guanyin, Shangguan Qinghong, and others, Zhang Ya was trembling with fury.

She originally didn’t want to care, but these people insulted her husband!

And the insults grew increasingly vile!

Her husband is the only Divine Sculpture Half-Saint of Qianyuan Dao City, and these people dare to insult him?

“I’m so angry! I really want to beat that rotten monk to death!”

The tendons on Zhang Ya’s clenched fists tightened, raging uncontrollably.

“Calm down, it’s provocation.”

Jiao Shaoqiu arrived, leaning on a walking stick, frowning and speaking in a deep voice.

Below the black eaves.

Li Qingshan, who in his dreams was tortured to the point of feeling his bones might break, slumped on the lounge chair, watching the angry Zhang Ya, along with Nurse Momo.

Li Qingshan’s lips twitched slightly.

“That bald donkey…”

“He has already chosen the path to death.”

He tried to stand up from the lounge chair, but his bones emitted a “crack” sound.

“Ouch…”

“Cat Face from the Underworld… so weak.”

“This dream… is too tormenting.”

“No, no, Cat Face, you must stay strong!”

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Taibai Peak.

“Ah—!!!”

“Little Jinzi, let go of me, I’m going to beat that rotten monk to death!”

“Daring to insult my daddy as a turtle?! I think he’s the turtle, a rotten turtle, a stinking turtle, a bald ugly turtle!”

Xi Xi was held back by Jin Taixui’s wind-fire-wheel stepping legs, her chubby little face puffed up, and her cheek was bouncing angrily.

“Emperor Xi Xi, calm down!”

Jin Taixui spoke in a deep voice.

“Grandpa is on Taibai Peak, wait for Grandpa’s decision.”

Xi Xi angrily held back her Prison Lotus Wind Fire Golden Light Wheel, crossed her arms, landed in the snow, pouting unhappily.

“Little Jinzi, remember to beat every bald donkey you see in the future!”

Emperor Xi Xi puffed out her small belly, commanding.

Jin Taixui was torn between laughter and tears.

“Alright, alright… please calm down.”

“Humph!”

Xi Xi frowned; unable to calm down at all!

Suddenly.

She glanced towards Taibai Hall.

Tilted her head slightly.

“Little Jinzi…”

“Why haven’t Daddy and Sect Master Shifu come out for so long again?”

Jin Taixui paused upon hearing, glancing at the tightly closed doors and scratching his head.

“Adults’ matters; we children should refrain from getting involved.”

Upon hearing, Xi Xi immediately frowned: “Mind your manners when speaking to Emperor Xi Xi!”

An inexplicable weariness showed on Jin Taixui’s youthful face.

Crunch.

Suddenly.

Xi Xi and Jin Taixui quickly turned to look.

The tightly closed doors slowly began to open.

Li Che dusted off his ink-black robe, walking out with a broad smile.

And dimly.

Xi Xi seemed to glimpse the Sect Master Shifu seated within the grand hall, slowly donning a radiant mask akin to silver.

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The wind and snow sobbed, the night dimmed.

Huang Tuo glanced at the sky, rising from the high platform and slowly descending, stepping onto the Buddha’s carriage long prepared by Wu Gang.

Reclining leisurely.

“Let’s go, return, indeed they can endure; not a ripple despite three days of humiliation.”

“They say the disciples and elders of Qian Yuan Divine Sect are full of honor; yet it seems… far inferior to our Little Lingyin Temple.”

Master Huang Tuo chuckled.

The disciples from the Outer Sect of Qian Yuan Divine Sect, the Jianghu practitioners from Qianyuan Dao City, and the citizens gathered around the high platform suddenly brimmed with anger, yet faced with Huang Tuo’s humiliating words, no ability to retort.

Ding-ling-ling—

The Buddha Bell surrounding the Buddha’s carriage began to emit a faint sound.

Huang Tuo squinted, slowly sitting up from his reclining position.

He saw.

In the distance.

Luxurious carriage pulled by Jiao Blooded Steed broke the wind and snow coming forward.

Stopping in front of the Buddha’s carriage below the high platform.

Between the gusts and snow, ten zhang apart.