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

“This is the Young Prince Lu Chi…” Sang Guanyin saw Lu Chi, paused, and spoke softly.

Xi Xi, however, snorted and said, “Hmph! Ignore him!”

Turning her head, she began to observe the other Divine Children.

Lu Chi slightly tilted his head, saw Xi Xi ignoring him, pressed his lips together, and then calmed his gaze, looking straight ahead.

While Xi Xi was being led by Sang Guanyin to size up the opponents, the opponents were also scrutinizing each other.

Spring Rain became a bit more solemn, as if a powder keg was about to erupt between them.

Suddenly, Xi Xi, in Sang Guanyin’s arms, felt a gaze full of resentment.

A luxurious carriage slowly broke through the wind and rain, its curtains lifted, revealing the Dragon Queen Consort with horns on her forehead and a face full of coldness.

Inside the carriage, Little Dragon Girl Ao Qingqing and the son of Young Taoist Master Yue Weizheng, Yue Linghu, sat together.

Yue Linghu, handsome in appearance, gazed at Little Dragon Girl Ao Qingqing, as if his eyes were glowing slightly.

Ao Qingqing had been under intense pressure from the Dragon Queen Consort recently, and she knew why—it was all because of the pressure Li Nuanxi brought upon the Princess Consort. Thus, Ao Qingqing harbored some resentment toward Li Nuanxi.

Because of her, these recent times were so tough, and her aunt who always pampered her had suddenly transferred all the pressure onto her.

“Qingqing, don’t worry, I will definitely help you suppress Li Nuanxi in the assessment!”

Yue Linghu said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Ao Qingqing’s voice immediately softened, “Thank you, Brother Linghu.”

Hearing her tender voice, Yue Linghu’s smile widened.

He liked Ao Qingqing’s soft voice, it made him feel as if even his bones were melting, and coupled with the task assigned by his father, Yue Linghu was convinced that Ao Qingqing would be his future wife.

Many Divine Children got off the carriages and stood on the rain-soaked blue-stone Daping.

Some Inner and Outer Sect disciples wearing the Divine Sect’s robes set up a perimeter to keep the onlookers at bay, preventing them from getting too close.

But even so, it couldn’t dampen the Jianghu guests’ enthusiasm for spectating.

The mountain path was almost completely blocked by crowds, layer upon layer, inside and out, all filled with people.

“Dong——”

Another muffled ancient bell rang out, reverberating mightily.

This time, it was different from the previous two occasions.

It seemed to carry a sense of solemnity, rolling through the air.

In an instant, the noisy Qiankun Archway area in front of the Divine Sect Mountain Gate fell silent.

Everyone’s gaze fell on the blue-stone mountain path shrouded in mist and clouds of Qian Yuan Divine Sect.

For a moment, the atmosphere at the mountain gate’s Daping seemed serene.

Everyone fell into a solemn silence.

The pitter-patter of spring rain on the ground sounded like the grains in an hourglass rolling gently.

Suddenly.

Everyone’s eyes focused, feeling as though their vision was blurring.

The seemingly dragon-like winding mountain range of the Divine Sect Mountain Gate appeared to come alive, shaking fiercely.

Countless clouds were abruptly torn apart.

An overwhelming pressure swept across, descending out of nowhere.

Countless raindrops suddenly froze in mid-air, as if glued and suspended by an invisible force.

“It’s here!”

Someone lifted the curtains of their luxurious carriage, their eyes narrowing.

At the Divine Sect Inner Gate, on the mountain peak blossoming with plum flowers.

Suddenly, a sword light shot up towards the sky.

Then it seemed as though a figure in white rode the wind within the sword light, arriving by sword, suspending in the sky high above.

An oppressive Rank pressure, making everyone feel stifled and unable to breathe, spread like ripples in all directions.

It was the terrifying pressure belonging solely to a Divine Fetus Great God!

Just by sensing it, it felt like facing a vast ocean.

“Lu Taibai!”

“Qian Yuan Divine Sect Master!”

“A pinnacle figure on the fifth of the Great God List!”

…

Sounds of gasping echoed everywhere.

Many people opened the curtains, directly facing the sharp figure, simply appearing there made everyone feel an immense sense of oppression.

The Princess Consort stared at Divine Sect Master Lu Taibai, her heart slightly shaken.

Such grandeur…

She had only seen this on her man Ji Moli.

The current Family Head of the Su Family, Divine Talisman Semi-Saint Su Daoling’s eyes deepened slightly.

“Unfathomable… Lu Taibai has become even more terrifying after decades of seclusion…”

…

Qian Yuan Divine Sect Master Lu Taibai finally showed up amidst everyone’s eager anticipation, seemingly like a Sword Immortal standing high above, overlooking the mortal world.

“Ancestor Worship.”

Lu Taibai transformed into sword light, swiftly descending in front of the Qiankun Arch.

Within the Divine Sect, Great Elder Fang Hanshu, Second Elder Zhao Fangzhou, Third Elder Ding Zi, Fourth Elder Ji Heshan…

One by one, the Inner Sect Elders floated out from the mountain gate, gathering in front of the Qiankun Arch.

Meanwhile, the Outer Elders who had been waiting in front of the arch, all dressed in simple long robes, stepped forward, lining up behind.

Li Che was watching intently from below.

Suddenly, a voice transmission echoed in his ear.

“A Che, come up.”

“You are the Divine Carving Ridge Elder, you should come up here.”

Li Che was startled, looking at the Master of the Divine Carving Ridge, Gongshu Jingjun, waiting in the distance.

Behind him stood Great Elder Tang Xiejia and three other aged Elders from the Divine Carving Ridge.

Upon hearing this, Li Che saw Lu Qingti approaching swiftly, respectfully saluting before guiding Li Che to ascend the stage.

Li Che didn’t resist or hesitate, handing the oil-paper umbrella to Zhang Ya.

Then he came to Sang Guanyin’s side, pinching Xi Xi’s cheek, “Don’t be careless, perform well.”