Novel Full Chapter 1533 - 408: Unleashing 8 Qi Gates and the Qilin’s Kick, Gathering Qi Fortune Under Heaven and Assembling Qian Yuan [Monthly Ticket Requested]
Chapter 1533: Chapter 408: Unleashing 8 Qi Gates and the Qilin’s Kick, Gathering Qi Fortune Under Heaven and Assembling Qian Yuan [Monthly Ticket Requested]
Li Che listened with some distraction, but his eyes had already brightened completely.
Sitting at the junction of Inner Mysterious Que and Earth Deceit Que is Qi Tian City!
Hiding an abundance of Dao Yun Divine Crystals?!
The transformation of Yellow Sword Wine into Temple God Dao, isn’t it precisely this Dao Yun Divine Crystal that is needed?!
If there are enough Dao Yun Divine Crystals…
The transformation of Yellow Sword Wine into Temple God will surely become a great aid to Li Che.
Moreover, Li Che is currently channeling the Eighth Strange Gate Divine Seed…
For him, Dao Yun Divine Crystal is inevitably extremely important!
Fang Hanshu took a deep breath, frowning slightly: “If Xie Yushen really invites that Old Dragon God from the Dragon God Clan, it could actually be a bit troublesome and dangerous…”
“Why?” Li Che asked in confusion.
“Because that Old Dragon God is near the end of his life… and has lived for a very, very long time, having endured the First Disaster and Second Tribulation, being on the same level as our Grandmaster.”
“Moreover, when the Old Dragon King is nearing his end… compared to the Grandmaster… he can be even more reckless!”
Li Che instantly understood.
It’s just like the unafraid attacking barefooted, fighting for a future for the Dragon God Clan?
Li Che took a deep breath, and inexplicably pressure surged to his heart.
“Thus, if Xie Yushen, this Commander, could be assassinated, it should buy Qian Yuan Divine Sect a considerable amount of respite.”
Fang Hanshu said.
“I’ll try contacting the Underworld.”
Li Che pondered, retrieving an Underworld Divine Mirror, handing it to Fang Hanshu.
“Use this to contact, if the Underworld takes action, it will be notified through this.”
Fang Hanshu accepted the Divine Communication Mirror without hesitation, a strange look flashing in his eyes.
A variant of the Corpse God Cult’s Thousand Li Divine Communication Mirror?
What connection is there between the Underworld and the Corpse God Cult?
The more Fang Hanshu interacted with the Underworld, the more he felt the Underworld was more like a force controlling death than the Corpse God Cult.
After chatting detailedly with Li Che, Fang Hanshu planned to drift away again.
He was too busy.
Lv Taibai had retreated for cultivation, leaving Fang Hanshu to handle these affairs.
“By the way…”
Fang Hanshu suddenly thought of something, his gaze sweeping over to the distant courtyard, where Xi Xi was cultivating the martial path of the physical body under the guidance of Golden-haired Hou.
“Regarding Xi Xi’s training…”
“Initially, I disagreed, as I thought Xi Xi should read more books and gain some wisdom before setting out to train…”
Xi Xi, in the midst of martial training, suddenly felt a chill all over, as if falling into a Demon Cave.
What—!!!
Xi Xi’s ears twitched, looking over in horror.
Master of Demon Cave, could you act human for once!
However, Fang Hanshu’s tone changed.
“But now… I have changed my mind.”
Fang Hanshu’s tone suddenly became heavy.
“Just in case…”
“We need to leave a seed for Qian Yuan Divine Sect…”
Fang Hanshu said.
Li Che was stunned, then fell silent.
Leave a seed…
Just in case Qian Yuan Divine Sect gets obliterated?
Indeed, in the face of the Imperial Court’s firm resolve to attack and destroy sects, even Li Che, armed with numerous methods, feels enormous pressure.
Much less the others in Qian Yuan Divine Sect.
Thus, Fang Hanshu agreed to let Xi Xi train, disguise, and conceal her identity while training.
“Alright.”
Li Che pondered, exhaled, and nodded.
His eyes suddenly flickered for a while.
“During the assassination of Xie Yushen… I will arrange for Xi Xi to leave the sect for training, then, I will send Xi Xi and others away, avoiding the attention of those two Divine Tribulations in the court army.”
Li Che said.
Fang Hanshu gave Li Che a deep look, then glanced at Xi Xi in the distance.
“The Imperial Court probably senses something, so… begins to consolidate its power to gather Heaven and Earth Qi Fortune. Qian Yuan Divine Sect… won’t be the first, those Divine Sects collaborating with the Imperial Court are just plotting with a tiger, they eventually also won’t escape the fate of being attacked and destroyed.”
“Thinking that submission and allegiance can avoid the sect-destroying tribulation? It’s unavoidable…”
“Even the Heavenly Divine Sect back then couldn’t escape, why them?”
Fang Hanshu sneered, his sleeves fluttering, rising into the air and soaring away.
But his words left Li Che’s heart slightly trembling.
Fang Hanshu seemed very pessimistic, not optimistic about the outcome for Qian Yuan Divine Sect.
Although Qian Yuan Divine Sect secured a great victory.
But…
Not enough!
“Is it the fate of the Heavenly Divine Sect?”
Li Che slowly exhaled…
His toe tapped.
Li Che’s body shot up, suspended mid-air, sunlight dazzling, shining on him in golden brilliance.
Standing in the void, he looked around.
Snow-covered mountains, picturesque scenery.
In the courtyard, Xi Xi along with Jin Taixui, Zhou Peng, Yun E, and other friends, practicing martial arts while playing, laughing cheerfully; Zhang Ya was also earnestly training with them, and nowadays, Zhang Ya’s martial path had progressed greatly.
This sect carrying so much joy, sheltering and nurturing for their family…
Will it really face destruction one day?!
Fang Hanshu was very pessimistic, Lv Taibai was forthright, and the Grandmaster seemed… quite helpless.
Li Che slowly extended his hand, fingers obscuring the Vast Sun in the sky, sunlight filtering through gaps, illuminating his face.
The family head, seeks only stability, comfort, and peace.
Qian Yuan Divine Sect is indeed good…
Massive trends like tides, to gather the world’s Qi Fortune, the Imperial Court must destroy Qian Yuan Divine Sect?
If so…
Then, let the world’s Qi Fortune gather at Qian Yuan.
It might not be impossible!
Before the raised fingers, the space cracked open, a horse face mask slowly placed on Li Che’s face.
Fingers brushed across the mask, his gaze lifted.
Like an eagle’s piercing gaze, spanning and tearing across the Grand Canal for eight hundred miles.
“Therefore…”
“State Preceptor, time to hit the road.”