As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality-Chapter 487 - s Xi Xi darling, don’t wrong yourself, daddy is here (4)

"This is... the Purple Flame Serpent Spear, Fire Tip Spear!"

"The Great Supervising Minister is truly a Divine Calculator!"

"He calculated this accurately?!"

Tie Shancai was pleasantly surprised.

His Qiankun Jade flashed brightly, and in the next moment, a green banana leaf fan the size of a palm fell into his hands.

He violently fanned towards the mysterious fog in front of him.

Incredibly, he fanned out a straight path, and Tie Shancai, swaying his body, followed the route created by the fan!

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With the iron fan leading the way, he fanned wherever it felt wrong!

Tie Shancai was relying on his keen senses to swiftly close in on the area where Xi Xi and Ji Haihui were clashing.

"The Great Supervising Minister said the Divine Weapon best suited for me is the Fire Tip Spear, and after careful calculation by my mother, it seems that only the Third Prince’s Mysterious Temple in Golden Light Prefecture has the Fire Tip Spear!"

Tie Shancai shook his head.

Then he quickened his pace!

He must get the Purple Flame Serpent Spear, Fire Tip Spear into his hands!

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At this moment.

Inside the Strange Que.

Apart from Xi Xi and Ji Haihui meeting.

The other children hadn’t encountered each other, each undergoing the normal Temple God Resonance.

They felt the wretched voices coming from the Temple God, and their expressions were changing.

Little Fatty Zhou Peng’s heart trembled.

"To repay one’s father by scraping bone, and one’s mother by cutting flesh?"

"I can’t do it!"

Little Fatty Zhou Peng’s face was filled with helplessness.

With this test of resonance out, Little Fatty Zhou Peng knew that this time the Temple God Resonance reward was probably not for him.

Because he couldn’t repay his parents by scraping bone and cutting flesh, not to mention it was too cruel, Zhou Peng felt he would be at a loss... since he was fat and had more flesh, and the kind of bones... Ꞧ𝐚ＮỒ𝐁ÈŚ

Such an act would only make him more at a loss!

So Zhou Peng chose to give up.

Yun E was in a similar situation.

To scrape bone and cut flesh... she couldn’t do it.

She was just trying to see if she could get some of the Temple God’s inheritance, not much, just a little would be enough.

However, Yun E gave up at the thought of cutting flesh and scraping bone.

Because now, she had neither father nor mother.

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Qin Feng Huo tilted his head.

He chuckled mischievously.

"To repay one’s father by scraping bone, and one’s mother by cutting flesh?"

"That’s because they did wrong, your parents only see the common folk in their eyes, not you! You’ve caused a disaster, and the common folk have to be buried with you for your troubles, they can only abandon you to choose the world over you!"

"The wrong ones are them, the wrong one is this world, what does it have to do with you?"

"You’re just a child!"

Qin Feng Huo’s hand dangled in the pocket of his tunic as he chuckled.

He scratched his face with his five fingers, and as his facial skin twisted, he tore it off to reveal a face with dark circles under the eyes.

With two tufts of hair standing up like cannons, he walked with a bounce toward the "Qin Feng Huo" sitting in front of the Mysterious Temple.

He slowly spread his hand with an indifferent attitude.

"Your parents are at fault, it is the common folk who are wrong... why should you scrape bone and cut flesh?"

"You don’t need to do this!"

Qin Feng Huo, with dark circles under his eyes, said cheerfully.

"Come! A wisp of the Temple God’s soul, come! Leave this place with me, I will let you indulge, I will take you to splurge!"

"This world needs you. A wrong world should be thoroughly cleansed, not you carving flesh and picking bones for them."

"You are just a child, you are just naturally sincere!"

"Come, follow me!"

"We will carve the flesh of this world together, pick the bones of this world."

"Come on..."

"My God!"

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Lu Chi’s entire body was trembling.

On the distant steps of the Mysterious Temple.

"Lu Chi," with a sinister smile, sliced the flesh with his sword, blood spraying.

"Bone-picking to repay one’s father."

"Flesh-carving to repay one’s mother."

"Come on—!"

"Lu Chi," chuckling eerily, blood streaming down, his eyes bloody, staring dead at Lu Chi.

"Come on!"

Lu Chi’s body was shaking uncontrollably.

Tears were streaming down endlessly.

He slowly stepped forward, each step seeming immensely difficult and painful...

"I know... I feel... I understand... your pain, reluctance, anger and suffering."

Lu Chi’s legs were trembling.

With each step he took, it was as if a blunt knife was slicing a piece of flesh from his body.

The creaking sound of flesh being cut echoed in his ears, as if it was slashing at his soul.

His soul was trembling.

His eyes were streaming with rich tears.

"I understand!"

"I empathize!"

"Whatever I do from childhood has been wrong, in my father’s eyes, everything I do is wrong!"

"Father punishes me, mother scolds me..."

"Why can’t they understand me?"

"I am their child after all."

After ten steps, Lu Chi was drenched in sweat, his round face twisted with emotion, tears flowing freely.

"I want power..."

Lu Chi said.

"Many noble families cultivate their offspring from birth, sealing a Temple God inside them to grow up together, so that upon maturation, they can inherit the legacy of the Temple God, becoming an unrivaled being of their rank..."

"So does the Imperial Clan."

"But in the Divine Capital, not a single Temple God chose me."

"Because I have no Temple God within me, Father despises me, Mother loathes me, everything I do holds only faults, even when it’s clearly right, they say it’s wrong..."

"I am not content..."

Lu Chi finally reached the face of "Lu Chi," his complexion as white as a ghost, as if all his strength had been drained.

His power was too minuscule in front of this "Lu Chi."

So minuscule that it seemed like a mere grain of sand facing a star!

But yet, he was standing here.

"Lu Chi" laughed.

"Come."

"Lu Chi" offered the sword in his hand.

Lu Chi, trembling, accepted the sword, tears streaming down incessantly.