Chapter 159: The Ticking Time Bomb of a Sealed Temple Spirit

Daughter brought a friend home to play.

Normally, there would be nothing unusual about it—it was all perfectly ordinary.

But the friend she brought back harbored a Temple Spirit within her, and that was unmistakably wrong.

At that moment, Li Che found himself facing just that problem.

Turning toward the kitchen, Li Che’s expression grew grave—a little girl was concealing a Temple Spirit inside her.

Using Star Plucking Gaze, he could clearly see the divine aura of the Temple Spirit within her—it was overwhelmingly potent and of a notably high rank.

At the very least, it ranked even higher than the Temple Spirit Li Che had just absorbed—the Eight Extremes Fiery-Eyed Astonished Spirit Ape Temple Spirit.

Li Che’s face darkened; having the girl around XiXi was like harboring an unpredictable time bomb.

No one knew when it might finally detonate.

Yet Li Che observed that the girl seemed perfectly normal, with no signs of her will being overtaken by the Temple Spirit.

“So… is this Temple Spirit sealed within her?”

“Could it be a method employed by those ancient, illustrious clans?”

Li Che mused thoughtfully.

This little girl, Yun’e, came from Lingnan Daocheng—a lineage with millennia of rich heritage.

Thus, it was highly likely that the ancient family had sealed the Temple Spirit within her.

“Perhaps… it’s all preparation for the upcoming Temple Spirit Resonance?”

Just as XiXi hid the Purple-Flame Serpent Spear Fire-Tipped Spear in her arm, the Temple Spirit concealed within this girl might be intended for the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple resonance.

Li Che couldn’t help but consider that possibility—it was disturbingly plausible.

But to seal a Temple Spirit inside a little girl—what kind of heart must her parents possess? Unlike divine weapons, a Temple Spirit gone rogue could instantly obliterate her consciousness.

“Regardless, we must not underestimate these prodigies from Daocheng. If even they are struggling, what of Ji Mo Li’s son?”

“Since Ji Mo Li has his eyes set on that Bizarre Temple, he certainly wouldn’t let his youngest son join the Temple Spirit Resonance unprepared…”

A sudden sense of crisis surged within Li Che.

Originally, when XiXi obtained the Mythical Fire-Tipped Spear in the Golden Heavenly King’s Temple, Li Che had felt assured of her safety.

In the Temple Spirit Resonance, she was meant to stand alone in brilliance.

But it now seemed he had celebrated too early.

Even wielding the Fire-Tipped Spear didn’t guarantee she could completely overpower every prodigy.

“Moreover… XiXi has not yet mastered the Mythical Fire-Tipped Spear.”

Li Che’s eyes narrowed with determination.

“It looks like I must find a way to help XiXi gain even a preliminary command of the Fire-Tipped Spear—and that would be excellent.”

“Everyone’s pushing hard; as parents, we have no choice but to fight just as fiercely…”

Lost in thought, Li Che strode into the kitchen.

His wife, Zhang Ya, was busy preparing ingredients—after all, with XiXi bringing a new friend home, a mother had to seize the chance to shine.

“Honey, you’re back?”

Seeing Li Che, Zhang Ya happily waved her spatula.

When she learned that Li Che planned to visit the Bizarre Temple to observe the Temple Spirit, her heart skipped a beat—after all, for ordinary people, a Bizarre Temple was synonymous with terror.

Now that her husband had returned safely, her anxious heart finally eased.

Li Che unpacked the food he had brought, insisting that Zhang Ya need not cook; however, she refused, intent on making a show in front of XiXi’s friend.

Hearing this, Li Che could only sigh in resignation.

Without a word, he rolled up his sleeves and joined her in the cooking.

Ever since their fortunes improved, Li Che had rarely cooked—back in his days working at the Woodcarving Shop, he had done so frequently.

Now, cooking alongside his wife rekindled nostalgic feelings.

The couple prepared three dishes—XiXi’s favorites, sweet and sour pork ribs and red-braised pork—and Li Che made ginger duck, a hometown specialty from his past life.

They even unpacked some restaurant takeout to share with the children.

Granny Mu and Li Qingshan, who had just narrowly escaped danger, came along with Lu Chi to join the meal.

Seeing Li Che safe and sound, Li Qingshan exhaled a sigh of relief.

Yet beneath that relief, his heart trembled with unspoken concerns.

Li Che… had killed Wen Longshan!

No—more accurately, Li Che and Ma Mian had joined forces to kill Wen Longshan. Even a two-against-one was no simple feat.

Li Qingshan marveled at the rapid pace of Li Che’s growth.

One could only imagine the excitement awaiting him when he later teamed up with Ogre.

A long table was set with a pristine tablecloth, and steaming dishes were laid out.

The aroma of food made Chubby Kid’s stomach rumble—even though he had just devoured a big chicken leg, his hunger was insatiable.

In contrast to the polite and well-mannered Yun’e, Zhou Peng acted like a starving beggar, shoveling food into his mouth incessantly.

XiXi couldn’t bear to watch; after a brief eating contest with Zhou Peng, she quickly gave up.

Li Che and Li Qingshan clinked their glasses in a toast.

“Senior Qingshan, today outside Xinyuan Temple at the Bizarre Temple, I observed something quite intriguing.”

Li Che said with a smile.

Li Qingshan paused mid-drink, puzzled as to why Li Che was sharing this now.

But he wasn’t foolish—he instantly sensed something amiss.

“Are you implying… that there’s something filthy that needs clearing out?” Li Qingshan asked softly, his eyes narrowing.

To him, the ‘filth’ naturally referred to those nefarious members of the Corpse God Sect.

Li Che nodded, affirming his suspicion.

A murderous gleam sparked in Li Qingshan’s eyes: “Let’s get to work.”

With a simple clink of their glasses, they set their plan in motion.

After the meal…

Li Qingshan, accompanied by Granny Mu, took a leisurely walk to help digest the food.

The children played in the courtyard while Zhang Ya resumed her diligent martial arts practice, as life grew slow and harmonious.

After sitting beneath the eaves for a while, Li Che smiled and retreated to the study.

The Cosmic Chessboard unfurled, forming an impenetrable barrier against intrusion.

Seated cross-legged in the study, Li Che began researching the Guanyin Lotus Main Battle Tank and delving into the profound secrets of Nine Seals of Mechanism.

He was genuinely intrigued by this esoteric art.

Li Che believed that this profound technique held far greater potential than ordinary methods, so he resolutely dedicated himself to mastering it.

“My Dragon Elephant Dao Fruit has reached Lv3 with 90% maturity; just a few more battles should push it into Lv4…”

Anticipation welled in Li Che’s heart.

Compared to Unsullied Heart, Chess Sage, and Painted Immortal Dao Fruits, the Dragon Elephant Dao Fruit progressed right on par with Xiangong.

The boost from his battle with Wen Longshan had filled the Dragon Elephant Dao Fruit to capacity.

“So… this journey to Xinyuan Temple might finally elevate the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit to Lv4 and awaken its embryonic divine power!”

Li Che’s eyes sparkled with hope.

Yet the appearance of that Grandmaster beside the Little Prince placed enormous pressure on him.

Thus, further enriching the Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit would only add more substance.

The more depth it possessed, the stronger it would be.

In case he ever had to confront that Grandmaster, he’d at least have the means to act.

After a moment of reflection…

Li Che suddenly felt a subtle stir within his spirit.

With his fingers pressed together, he tore through the air.

A glimmering mirror tumbled out of Qiankun Space.

It was none other than the round bronze-backed Thousand-Mile Divine Communication Mirror!

Li Che’s expression turned peculiar.

He picked up the circular mirror and glanced at it; immediately, shimmering light coalesced into words before his eyes.

“Xuan Jiu: The Hunting Plan for the Fiery-Eyed Astonished Spirit Ape Temple Spirit is about to commence. Do not act alone.”

Li Che nearly chuckled aloud.

The message had been delivered with such earnestness.

After a moment’s thought, Li Che deduced that when he had taken refuge at Xinyuan Temple, his mirror must have been sensed, triggering this response.

Astonished, he stored the Divine Communication Mirror back into Qiankun Space—both parties now aware of each other.

However, they must have been very close for such a connection to occur.

“Are those vile devils of the Corpse God Sect at Xinyuan Temple planning to act against the Fiery-Eyed Astonished Spirit Ape Bizarre Temple? A hunting plan… hunting Temple Spirits?”

Li Che’s heart skipped a beat.

They had no idea that he had already covertly dealt with Xuan Jiu, so he was confident in the message’s authenticity.

“Hunting Temple Spirits?”

“Does the Corpse God Sect really employ such methods?”

Li Che’s face grew increasingly grave.

He studied the Thousand-Mile Divine Communication Mirror, gradually merging his divine perception with it, but detected no response.

It appeared that the mirror had been sealed with the Undead Curse Seal and required Dead Qi to activate.

If anyone else acquired it, they wouldn’t be able to operate it.

But Li Che was different…

A spark of inspiration ignited; he raised his hand and let Dead Qi ooze from his Corpse God’s Deadly Smoke Finger.

Using the Dead Qi, he began inscribing writings on the mirror.

“I’m gravely injured—when shall we act? Do you require my assistance?”

Within the Cosmic Chessboard…

The Undead Curse Seal trembled, sending out ripples of energy.

The message he had written…

was transmitted!

Li Che didn’t mind if his identity was discovered; he was willing to be a mere pawn.

……

……

At Xinyuan Temple.

Master Xuanli, who had been seated cross-legged in his chamber while inhaling Dead Qi and Corpse Qi, suddenly opened his eyes.

He retrieved the Thousand-Mile Divine Communication Mirror from his cloak, its glow returning.

Flickering light intertwined to form words on the mirror.

A smile appeared on Xuanli’s face: “If there is no reply for too long, it means the mirror has been taken by someone else and cannot be activated with Dead Qi and the Undead Curse Seal—hence, no response.”

“Now that we have a reply… it indicates that Xuan Jiu is still alive, albeit gravely injured, just as I suspected.”

“Although I don’t know why he hides among the ranks of the Imperial Watch…”

“Xuan Jiu must have his own plans.”

“After all, the Undead Curse Seal cannot be disguised; once bestowed, it marks my disciples!”

“And the Divine Communication Mirror isn’t something just anyone can activate.”

Xuanli exhaled a long breath.

Then he sneered, “Xuan Jiu… clearly unskilled. No wonder he’s spent half his life as a low-ranking Sevenfold Corpse God Envoy—his unstable Silver Guts shattered easily under the Monitor’s assault, leaving him gravely injured…”

“How embarrassing.”

His eyes flickered as he shook his head: “But if another low-ranking Sevenfold Corpse God Envoy like Xuan Jiu joins our plan to hunt Temple Spirits, everything will proceed smoothly.”

Dead Qi began to form on his fingertips, and he inscribed on the Divine Communication Mirror.

“Xuan Jiu, are you severely injured? Do you need a Dead Qi Condensation Pill? I have a Sevenfold Dead Qi Condensation Pill for you—take it, recover quickly, and then help us hunt the spirits.”

For about a dozen breaths, the mirror fell silent.

Xuanli smiled; through the mirror, he seemed to glimpse Xuan Jiu’s hesitant yet determined expression.

Moments later…

The Divine Communication Mirror transmitted a reply.

Sheepishly.

“Alright.”

Xuanli smiled once more.

He responded briefly,

“No need to be shy—as long as you recover, our mission can proceed.”

“Prepare to receive.”

Then he took a black jade bottle from the Qian Kun Jade.

Placing it on the Divine Communication Mirror…

he performed an incantation.

In an instant, black smoke billowed from the mirror, enveloping the jade bottle.

……

……

In the study,

soft candlelight flickered.

Li Che stared in astonishment at the message transmitted through the Divine Communication Mirror.

Could it be that the Corpse God Sect’s Envoys were so amicable with one another?

Upon learning of his grave injuries, they promptly sent a precious Sevenfold Dead Qi Martial Pill.

What astonished Li Che even more was that the Divine Communication Mirror could transmit items remotely!

Thick billows of black smoke swirled like a miniature vortex formed by a time-space Corpse Technique.

Gradually, the black smoke cleared from the mirror in Li Che’s grasp.

A black jade bottle appeared.

After his Divine Perception confirmed that no hidden traps—like poison needles—were concealed, Li Che seized the jade bottle.

“A Sevenfold Dead Qi Martial Pill… what a generous gift.”

Li Che grinned broadly.

It was truly an act of generosity.

Another message appeared on the mirror: “Keep it safe, recover quickly, and I’ll call you into action.”

Li Che replied warmly, “Alright.”

Then he placed the Divine Communication Mirror on his desk.

His blood and divine essence surged, coalescing into Divine Ink that splashed onto Unsullied Heart drawing paper.

A lifelike reproduction of the Divine Communication Mirror materialized in his hands.

During the replication process, aided by Star Plucking Gaze and some adjustments after understanding the principle, he slightly modified the procedure.

Now, the Divine Communication Mirror no longer depended on Dead Qi and the Undead Curse Seal.

Instead, it required Li Che’s Divine Chess Piece to activate.

Thus, it bore an imprint unique to Li Che alone.

Once a user merges their divine perception or blood with the Divine Chess Piece, it binds to a fixed identity, making it unusable by anyone else.

“This device… serves quite well for communication in the Underworld.”

Li Che smiled.

Now, with his Painted Immortal techniques combined with the Divine Chess Piece, such items could endure for a long time as long as they weren’t forcefully destroyed.

A means of communication was essential for any organization—it laid the foundation for building a formidable force.

The Corpse God Sect possessed the Thousand-Mile Divine Communication Mirror.

The Underworld… could be replicated directly.

“However, the ability to transmit supplies is something that cannot be replicated, as it requires mastery of time-space Corpse Techniques.”

Li Che shook his head.

But the capability to transmit messages was more than sufficient.

After replicating several Divine Communication Mirrors, Li Che finally paused, satisfied.

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……

After helping his wife, Zhang Ya, diligently practice Bone Tempering postures,

the next day arrived.

Li Che opened his eyes; the sunlight was perfect, and it was a rare day without snow.

Gazing at his wife, Zhang Ya, curled up lazily in bed, Li Che handed her a Divine Communication Mirror.

After teaching her how to use it, Zhang Ya immediately burst into delight.

“Beep beep beep—Honey, did you receive me? Please reply!”

“Great job, honey; your loving wife is beyond pleased!”

……

Li Che received messages directly through the Cosmic Chessboard.

Reading the playful messages from Zhang Ya brought a gentle smile to his face.

After breakfast, Li Che escorted XiXi, Yun’e, and Chubby Kid Zhou Peng to Golden Light Peak for cultivation.

Standing elegantly on the mountain path, Sang Guanyin was already waiting for him.

Seeing Li Che off with the children, she warmly accepted them with a smile.

“Goodbye, Daddy—take care of XiXi!”

After bidding farewell to XiXi, Li Che descended the mountain as the little girl waved enthusiastically.

His first stop was the temple atop Zheng Lei Peak belonging to Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan was still consolidating his Divine Vision.

Upon seeing Li Che, a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes.

After a brief discussion of their next moves, Li Che handed the Divine Communication Mirror to Li Qingshan and instructed him on its use.

“Is this… the Corpse God Sect’s Thousand-Mile Divine Communication Mirror? This item is a Sevenfold Divine Weapon—your Underworld really gives them away so easily?”

Li Qingshan, ever discerning, was utterly astonished.

The Thousand-Mile Divine Communication Mirror was an exclusive divine weapon of the Corpse God Sect, only activatable after the Undead Curse Seal was bestowed.

In the Underworld where Ogre and Ma Mian resided, Li Qingshan suddenly held their realm in higher regard.

“Tonight, I’ll venture in to gauge how many Corpse God Sect experts are hidden within Xinyuan Temple.”

Li Che murmured softly.

Li Qingshan was eager to act, but recalling that he lacked the miraculous escape techniques of Ma Mian, he hesitated.

If Xinyuan Temple teemed with Corpse God Sect experts—or with a Sevenfold Corpse God Envoy stationed there—he might end up trapped without escape.

After reminding Li Qingshan to monitor the mirror’s signals, Li Che set off down the mountain.

Following his regular routine, he went to work at the Cliff Tower of the Imperial Watch.

At work, Li Che was thoroughly dedicated.

From nine to five, he was as constant as clockwork.

Over the next couple of days, Li Che’s life returned to its peaceful routine.

By day, he worked while his Painted Immortal duplicates carved wood at the Woodcarving Shop to earn extra wages.

Meanwhile, his true self advanced in various esoteric arts, fortifying his internal organs; as for cultivating his Divine Foundation, his nurturing duplicates were supplied with Divine Crystals as needed.

Li Che felt incredibly busy.

Even with the duplicates, he remained in constant motion.

But that busy feeling, along with the steady surge in strength, filled him with a sense of security and fulfillment.

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……

After Ji Mo Li’s youngest son, the Little Prince, entered the Capital, he only made a grand entrance on his first day.

Once he settled into the City Lord’s Residence, he fell silent.

It was as if he had completely withdrawn, focusing on cultivating for the Temple Spirit Resonance.

During that time, all Five Major Families sent envoys to network, and the Five Major Sects also dispatched representatives, but the Little Prince turned them all away.

No one knew what the Little Prince was up to.

Assuming that the Temple Spirit Resonance was imminent, the Little Prince needed to concentrate fully.

Thus, he chose not to be disturbed.

“Then, once the Little Prince successfully completes his Temple Spirit Resonance and inherits the Temple Spirit legacy, we shall come to congratulate him.”

The head of the Qin Family, Qin Cang, respectfully clasped his fists in salute and departed into the snowy wind.

Inside the City Lord’s Residence…

In the Pavilion, snow fell heavily.

The entire garden was blanketed in a pristine white.

The Little Prince, draped in a crane cloak, sat in the Pavilion near a carbon stove radiating warmth to fend off the cold.

Seated quietly beside him was a one-armed old man—a Grandmaster.

The Little Prince, named Ji Haihui as bestowed by King Ping Luan Ji Mo Li, studied intently.

The City Lord, Su Huai Li, dressed in plain clothes, also sat within the Pavilion.

The Little Prince absorbed all the information Su Huai Li had collected ever since he became City Lord of Jingguang Prefecture regarding the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple.

It all related to whether he would inherit the Temple Spirit legacy after the Temple Spirit Resonance.

Naturally, the Little Prince did not take it lightly.

Day after day, he pored over those materials.

“Braided twin pigtails, a red bellyband, wrapped in red ribbons…”

“Should I dress like that too?” the Little Prince wondered, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment as he set aside the documents.

Just the thought of it made him feel mortified.

“For the Temple Spirit Resonance, you must closely emulate the true form of the Temple Spirit. After all, you’ve been cultivating the Flame-Walking Spear Technique since childhood—this is the moment for it,” Su Huai Li said warmly.

The Little Prince’s youthful face brightened in agreement.

“My four elder brothers have all achieved over 90% compatibility in the Temple Spirit Resonance and have inherited the Temple Spirit legacy… and now they stand as the fiercest warriors under the King.”

“I too want to alleviate my father’s burdens by becoming an unstoppable spear on the frontline!”

The Little Prince’s eyes sparkled as he declared, “This time during the Temple Spirit Resonance, I’m determined to hit at least 90% compatibility!”

“I must obtain the complete set of divine weapons from the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple!”

His determination burned fiercely.

“The competition isn’t all that fierce anyway. Although the Third Prince’s Bizarre Temple—actually the Siyu Bizarre Temple—boasts immense divinity, the elite prodigies of the Divine Capital all have their eyes fixed on the Sanqing Bizarre Temple.”

“To complete the resonance at the Sanqing Bizarre Temple and inherit the legacy…”

“If they don’t come after the Siyu Bizarre Temple with me, I’ll find it a breeze. As for the prodigies sent by the Qianyuan Divine Sect from Lingnan Daocheng… they’re nothing to be feared.”

Seated with his hands near the stove, the Little Prince gently rubbed them together.

“But do keep an eye on that prodigy from Jingguang Prefecture…”

He remarked,

Su Huai Li paused in surprise—he hadn’t expected the Little Prince to be wary of the local prodigy.

“Father said that we must pay close attention to our native prodigies. With the Temple Spirit Resonance imminent, any prodigy born at such a pivotal moment might possess extraordinary divine fortune.”

Su Huai Li’s expression shifted slightly, and he nodded gravely.

“Senior Su, please arrange a visit to Golden Light Peak. I wish to see this prodigy from Jingguang Prefecture up close—to determine if she merits our attention.”

The Little Prince stated calmly.

Su Huai Li raised an eyebrow, though his expression remained composed.

He and Nan Lihuo had long been at odds—one as City Lord, the other as a branch leader.

If he wished to visit the Jingguang Branch, Nan Lihuo would likely rebuff him.

But that was no major concern.

Su Huai Li glanced over at the one-armed, withered old man seated silently beside the Little Prince.

This man was a Grandmaster indeed.

If Nan Lihuo acted inappropriately, it would only bring shame upon himself.

……

……

A pill was swallowed,

slipping down the throat into the stomach, where powerful churning crushed its wrapping and unleashed its potent medicine.

Inside the Fiery-Eyed Astonished Spirit Ape Bizarre Temple…

A vortex-like gust, fueled by swirling qi around Li Che, roiled like an enraged tornado.

It was his true qi surging through his meridians, churning within his body and spreading intricately, permeating his internal organs.

Pounding and refining his inner organs and viscera.

Li Che moved steadily through the temple—each step echoing like a shockwave.

Techniques such as Canglei Body, Lu Xuan Sword Scripture, and Eight Dragons Overturning the River intertwined and transformed seamlessly.

Eventually, they converged into Myriad Transformations of Dragon Elephant, manifesting as a dragon-like silhouette trailing behind him as he swept his fist through the air with a thunderous boom.

“Myriad Transformations of Dragon Elephant has reached convergence, forming Dragon Elephant True Might!”

Li Che slowly wrapped up his session, having further refined his inner organs; his advance in the Grandmaster realm inched ahead.

Feeling the boiling qi and blood rush through his meridians, Li Che shuddered as sweat evaporated, forming a thin mist.

After extracting the divine chess piece from the Fiery-Eyed Astonished Spirit Ape Temple Spirit seated on the altar, Li Che trembled as if he had torn open Qiankun Space.

He then donned his Black Robe, Bamboo Hat, and Cute Cow Mask to conceal his face.

“Xinyuan Temple.”

“For forces linked to the Corpse God Sect… I’d sooner embrace death.”

Accompanied by deep, somber tones,

his towering figure, as massive as an inverted mountain, seemed to merge with the darkness and vanish.

Only the flickering candlelight in the Bizarre Temple highlighted the forlorn, fiery eyes of the Temple Spirit on the altar.

……

In the tempest of wind and snow, darkness reigned—a night so black one could scarcely see a thing.

Li Che, wearing his Cute Cow Mask, stepped out from the temple’s exterior.

The Dragon Elephant Vajra Dao Fruit was operating at its pinnacle!

Sleeping Dragon Elephant!

He drew in a slow, deep breath, as if merging with the wind and blending into the profound darkness of the night.

Pressing himself against a wall, Li Che silently slipped into Xinyuan Temple.

Deep within his chest…

the Chess Sage Dao Fruit trembled.

The Cosmic Chessboard expanded instantly, enveloping the entire temple.

Though Xinyuan Temple sprawled widely, it was completely shrouded by the Cosmic Chessboard.

By striking the Seven-Gen Corpse Curse Seal, waves of qi erupted in succession.

Since he had not fully refined the Seven-Yuan Corpse Incantation Mother Seal, his qi perceptions were somewhat blurred—tonight, Li Che’s aim was to assess the strength of this Corpse God Sect outpost.

Utilizing his unmatched Breath Convergence technique of Sleeping Dragon Elephant, he stealthily advanced into the temple.

Li Che moved through the darkness without a single trace of qi escaping his presence.

It was as if he had been erased from the world.

Quietly, within the Cosmic Chessboard, he recorded every marked evildoer within the temple.

Suddenly, Li Che halted in his steps.

“Huh?”

He sensed a familiar aura.

It was Fa Kong, the monk who had first purchased his wooden carvings after he became a Third-Rank Official, along with the wooden Zhong Kui Demon-Repelling Statue he had crafted.

Through his perception,

the Zhong Kui Statue shone like a firefly in the darkness, offering a sliver of light amid the endless gloom of the ghost temple.

Li Che observed the scene with startling clarity through the Cosmic Chessboard.

For a moment, a deep chill deepened in his eyes.

He exhaled softly and murmured.

“Senior Qingshan, it seems…”

“This time, Ogre won’t be able to join you on the adventure.”

And the wooden Zhong Kui Demon-Repelling Statue, carved by Li Che, resonated with his senses.

The statue shone like a firefly in the darkness, offering a glimmer of light amid the ghost temple’s unending gloom.

Through the Cosmic Chessboard, Li Che observed the scene with stunning clarity.

For a moment, the chill in his eyes deepened further.

He exhaled softly and murmured once more.

“Senior Qingshan, it seems…”

“This time, Ogre won’t be able to join you on the adventure.”

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