As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life - Chapter 1322 - 366: Betting on the 9,000-Year Flat Peach, Li Half-Saint Fights Like a Great Roc Rising with Fu Yao [Monthly Ticket Requested]
Chapter 1322: Chapter 366: Betting on the 9,000-Year Flat Peach, Li Half-Saint Fights Like a Great Roc Rising with Fu Yao [Monthly Ticket Requested]
Spring rain pattered down.
The tail of spring had just shown, and the drizzle became even wetter, as if it were soaked in oil.
The ticking spring drizzle fell on black tiles, making a sound like a clock’s hands ticking away.
Divine Capital Fourth City.
Today was the grand opening of the Divine Capital’s most splendid Flat Peach Victory Meeting, so the entire long street was extremely lively. Many Jianghu guests who usually couldn’t step foot here, along with various cultivators from different provinces, all gathered in the Fourth City, eager to glimpse where the upper echelons of the Divine Capital lived.
Unexpectedly, they stumbled upon a good show.
A cold, wanton, and overbearing voice, like a shockwave, resonated the length of the street. The voice was full of energy and had a powerful impact.
In an instant, it managed to completely suppress the long street’s noisy clamor.
Coupled with the resonant Martial Saint Qi, the vast Heavenly Person sensing was like a mountain range being cut down in the middle, toppling and pressing down, making people’s chests feel stifled and painful to the point of suffocation.
The long street suddenly fell quiet.
Many people’s eyes were curious and puzzled as they looked over.
Wushen Mountain?
Isn’t that the force within the Da Li Royal Court, outside the Grand Prospect Dynasty?
Any Jianghu practitioner who could mingle in the Divine Capital was no fool; each naturally knew the origins of Wushen Mountain.
Removing the black robe’s hood, revealing a burly figure with wild, flying golden hair, like a fearsome wolf on the prairie, full of violent energy and ferocity.
The face covered in paint with totems and patterns was filled with an air of wickedness.
Golden-haired Hou!
Nie Yang tightly gripped the sword in his hand, eyes narrowing, gasping in big breaths. His sword… might handle a Three Flowers Grandmaster, but facing a Martial Saint… it was too much of a struggle.
Besides, the Golden-haired Hou before him was clearly not a typical Martial Saint.
Bzz—
Suddenly, a gentle divinity surged out, like a pair of eyes slowly opening inside the carriage, completely blocking out the overbearing Heavenly Person sensing of the Golden-haired Hou.
Inside the carriage.
Jin Taixui’s face was pale as he sat behind Xi Xi, his eyes somewhat dazed.
“It’s… my brother… the Golden-haired Hou…”
Jin Taixui said in a low voice.
Li Che leaned against the carriage, a faint smile on his face, indifferent to it all.
Beside him, Zhang Ya was somewhat angry.
“How can he tell you to get out? Such an arrogant tone! And blocking our carriage in the middle of the street… this person is truly overbearing!”
Zhang Ya rarely encountered such overbearing people in the Divine Capital.
Except for the first time coming to the Divine Capital, meeting that Noble Princess Consort Ji who came with Lu Chi, presumptuously to arrange a marriage, but even she wasn’t as overbearing.
How dared a person from Da Li Royal Court, like the Golden-haired Hou, be so arrogant in the Divine Capital?
Xi Xi’s eyes widened, her cheeks quivering in anger, she directly lifted the carriage’s curtain and walked out.
Jin Taixui was now her servant, her little brother; as the big sister, how could she let her little brother suffer?!
Xi Xi was very angry!
The carriage curtain lifted, gusts of air rolled out, and Xi Xi glared fiercely, her two pigtails bound with red strings bouncing energetically.
Hands on her hips, feet stepping out, she stood on the carriage shaft, glaring at the defiant and arrogant Golden-haired Hou who blocked the front of the carriage.
“Jin Taixui is my little brother, you golden-haired dog are yelling for what?”
Though only six years old, Xi Xi’s temper flared, fearing no one but Daddy, Mommy, and the Master of Demon Cave! She showed no face to anyone!
Besides, this golden-haired dog was here to snatch her little brother, how could big sister Xi Xi tolerate that!
Retreating a step would make the prestige of Emperor Xi Xi completely collapse!
How would she socialize in the kids’ circle in the future!
In the distance, the carriages that were about to proceed all stopped, pairs of eyes casting from the carriages.
Lv Taibai lifted the curtain, and Zhao Fangzhou, in the same carriage, narrowed his eyes: “Sect Master, it’s the Golden-haired Hou from Wushen Mountain… a hero sent by Wushen Mountain to interact with Grand Prospect, very strong. Rumor has it he’s crossed the Qi Sea and ascended to the mountain path’s peak.”
Lv Taibai’s silver hair fluttered gently, a faint smile on his face: “Four openings now, this Golden-haired Hou can already Open Heaven Gate, after all, he has the Great Witch God’s bloodline, quite a talent.”
“What should we…”
“No worries, this guy provoked Xi Xi of all people, the last one who provoked Xi Xi, days since his first seven have passed several times now.”
Behind Xi Xi stood Li Che, and behind Li Che stood the Underworld.
Even someone like Noble Princess Consort Ji, staying within the Ji Family’s Ancient Family mansion, the Underworld showed no respect, daring to kill and reap life within.
Enough to demonstrate the Underworld’s might.
Zhao Fangzhou, hearing Lv Taibai’s words, felt at ease.
Meanwhile, the crowd grew larger to watch the excitement.
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The Golden-haired Hou’s face turned cold, looking dismissively at the little girl who popped out of the carriage.
A yellow-haired little lass barely grown any hair, yet daring to speak to him this way?
Daring to call him a golden-haired dog?
He was the Golden-haired Hou!
The pattern on his face was a wolf totem, besides, this was a wolf, not a dog!
“Little girl, not big, yet with quite the big mouth…”
The Golden-haired Hou couldn’t be bothered to argue with a six-year-old girl, winning would be a hollow victory. If the little girl cried, he would be pointed out by a thousand arrows… he would not stoop to bicker with a little girl.
