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

Chapter 1742: Chapter 454: Eight Qimen Immortal Seeds Achieve Body Sanctification, the Underworld Welcomes a Newcomer—Diting [Monthly Ticket Requested]_3

A drop of ink fell, instantly spreading and rolling into a dense mist.

Slowly, it intertwined into the form of Xi Xi, recreated through the Dao Fruit of the [Fairy in the Painting], manifesting as the Fairy in the Painting’s avatar Xi Xi.

When Li Che took Xi Xi away, he completed the transformation of the Fairy in the Painting avatar.

Lv Taibai, Lv Qiankun, and Fang Hanshu, who was reading under the eaves, were all unaware, as was Jin Taixui who sparred with Xi Xi.

Only Yun E and Zhou Peng understood that the Xi Xi before them had already become the Fairy in the Painting’s avatar.

Li Che’s Fairy in the Painting avatar also arrived, joining them by sitting under the eaves, reading books alongside Fang Hanshu.

Everything seemed tranquil and idyllic.

Yet, Yun E and Zhou Peng were keenly aware… Uncle Li was planning a major move.

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Qi Tian City grew increasingly lively.

The original Qi Tian City, occupied by many demon tribes, was never a desolate empty city.

Now, with the arrival of cultivators from the Da Jing Dynasty, Divine Sect, and Ancient Family, along with powerful figures from Wushen Mountain, Western Regions Buddha Land, and other major factions, the city quickly became bustling.

Many people entered Qi Tian City, not intending to stay cooped up in the courtyards, since their goal was to receive the city’s legacy, thus they began wandering around the city, hoping to encounter luck that might prompt the Temple God Resonance.

Of course, these people were delusional; Qi Tian City had been occupied by the demon tribes for five hundred years, thus the city was already empty long ago, and anything linked to the grand event of Temple God Resonance had been thoroughly scavenged by the demons.

City Lord’s Mansion.

The Black Bull Demon God Venerable sat at the head of the round table, his body shrouded in demon energy, making his form indistinct.

Today, opposite him at the round table, sat several silhouettes.

Wearing wide-brimmed hats and monks’ robes but without a kasaya, their robes and the Buddha beads around their necks revealed their identities.

The Black Bull Demon God Venerable conversed with these monks from the Western Regions Buddha Land for a while.

Suddenly.

The space twisted and then tore apart.

A figure emerged from the fine tear, revealing the Night Bat Demon God.

Upon appearing, the Night Bat Demon God saw the monks from the Western Regions Buddha Land sitting at the round table, and his eyes showed surprise.

The monk leading them raised his head, his plain robe billowing despite no wind, as his gaze landed upon the Night Bat Demon God, his eyes suddenly bursting with brilliance.

Golden cicada patterns appeared on his eyelids.

Intangible Buddha Light twisted and erupted, seemingly forming a golden summer cicada behind him, its wings slightly spreading as if vibrating millions of times, emitting a terrifying sound.

“This is my trusted aide, Night Bat Demon God.”

The Black Bull Demon God Venerable said lightly.

“Oh? Trusted aide…”

The Western Regions Buddha Land monk glanced at the Night Bat Demon God and sneered indifferently.

He stood up, grasping a golden magic wand with his five fingers, the tinkling sound echoing as he headed toward the exit of the City Lord’s Mansion, seemingly unwilling to talk further with the Black Bull Demon God Venerable.

At the door, the monk turned back, the gilded cicada patterns seemed to flow and twist like fire.

“Black Bull Venerable, be careful, there is a prophecy of blood disaster.”

With that, the monk glanced at the Night Bat Demon God, then turned and left the courtyard with several others sporting cicada eye patterns.

“Western Regions Buddha Land… these monks are always so condescending, inherently filled with unjustified arrogance, like the All Gods Camp of [Black Sumeru].”

Seated at the head, the Black Bull Demon God Venerable coldly sneered, while the Night Bat Demon God lowered his head, saying nothing.

What did those monks… see?

Impossible, the Lord’s Resurrection Technique is akin to an immortal technique, how could mere monks see through it?!

“Night Bat, report the situation.” The Big Black Bull wiped his big nose, speaking in a deep voice.

“Yes.” The Night Bat Demon God promptly reported respectfully.

Everything… as usual.

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Qi Tian City Outer City.

Three-Opening Courtyard.

A gentle breeze stirred, and the sunlight was warm.

Li Che returned from the restaurant owner’s place, seated in the courtyard, and immediately received Night Bat’s report.

The report mentioned the peculiar behavior of the monks from the Western Regions Buddha Land.

“Western Regions Buddha Land…”

Li Che’s gaze sharpened.

He couldn’t help but recall the golden Buddha light reflecting the monk’s shadow after he killed Ji Moli.

Those golden fire cicada patterns, Li Che was…

His mind stirred slightly, and the Heaven and Earth chessboard rotated, displaying the reflected images.

In the image, it was precisely what Night Bat had seen.

Every monk from the Western Regions Buddha Land had cicada patterns emerging in their eyes.

And Li Che took another long look at the Buddha light golden cicada behind the leading monk.

“Golden Cicada…”

Li Che furrowed his brows.

That day, the monk behind Ji Moli stated his dharma name was Golden Cicada.

And now, these monks from the Western Regions Buddha Land seemed to be the same as that day’s monk.

So, are these monks from the Western Regions Buddha Land the instigators, guiding Ji Moli to initiate the massacre and collect Blood Soul Technique?

“Does the Deceitful Gods Camp [Black Sumeru] stand behind this Western Regions Buddha Land?”

Li Che’s heart stirred slightly.

The next moment, the Heaven and Earth chessboard vibrated and expanded, extending towards the direction of those monks from the Western Regions Buddha Land.