At the summit of Golden Light Peak.
The cold wind is harsh, and snowflakes flurry and scatter!
Young Prince Ji Haihui stands on the stone paved summit of Daping, hands behind his back. His purple eyes, refracting the light, shine brilliantly, like the profound depths in the eyes of a Jiao Long lurking in a deep pool.
The plain sound of his voice lingers above Daping, echoing incessantly.
It seems as if the grandeur of his presence stirs the falling snow into disarray.
In front of the Divine Palace, many children listen to Young Prince Ji Haihui’s forceful shout of Xi Xi’s name, and each of them undergoes a change.
Gong Yuanliang and Gongyang Xiu clench their fists, their eyes nearly spouting real flames of rage.
How excessive, does he think he can do whatever he wants just because he’s the Young Prince?
Even if you suppress your cultivation to Blood Exchange Level Five, the realm doesn’t change!
"Xi Xi, don’t agree to him! This isn’t fair at all, he’s cheating! Shameless!"
Gong Yuanliang clenches his fists, turns towards Xi Xi with his face flushed red, and says.
Gongyang Xiu nods incessantly, "Liangliang is right!"
"Don’t accept the fight. Look at him, if you win, he’ll just apologize. But if you lose, you have to become his maid... How shameless can he be! Don’t agree to him, we won’t fight him!" Gong Yuanliang says indignantly.
The frequency of Gongyang Xiu’s nodding picks up: "Liangliang is right!"
Hai Chao Sheng looks on with some disgust at these two fledgling dragons and phoenixes.
Xi Xi obviously wants to fight. These two boys have no idea what Xi Xi likes!
Only he, Hai Chao Sheng, understands Xi Xi’s pursuit!
Xi Xi pursues battle, growing stronger through combat, the joy felt when fireworks bloom!
Conveniently.
He, Hai Chao Sheng, is also such a person!
But...
"Xi Xi! Don’t fall for it, he’s the Young Prince, carrying the bloodline of King of Quelling Chaos Ji Molie. I’ve heard that the Martial Saint Child has some kind of powerful bloodline talent, extremely strong! Even if he suppresses it to the same realm, he still possesses invincible might... We won’t fight him!"
Hai Chao Sheng clenches his fist, rushes in front of Xi Xi, and says very seriously.
Little Fatty keeps stuffing one bun after another into his mouth, watching Gong Yuanliang, Gongyang Xiu, and Hai Chao Sheng take turns performing and persuading, and he can’t help but snicker.
They look like three dogs!
How embarrassing!
However, Little Fatty also feels that Xi Xi shouldn’t go up; there’s no need.
This Young Prince... just by looking, you can tell that he’s not pure-hearted and his intentions aren’t good.
The moment he came, he zeroed in on Xi Xi and... his sister Yun E!
Utterly rotten!
Moreover, Little Fatty has an inexplicable intuition: this Young Prince Ji Haihui doesn’t only have his sights set on Xi Xi, but seemingly on his sister Yun E and even Zhou Peng as well! RἈ𐌽öＢΕŠ
A total bad egg!
Yun E doesn’t speak, simply moving closer to Xi Xi, grabbing Xi Xi’s hand, and giving a slight shake of her head.
Her gentle voice lightly resonates, "Xi Xi, my sister, don’t compete with him."
Yun E’s delicate brows are slightly furrowed, a hint of surprise in her eyes.
In her body, that monstrous entity... seems somewhat restless under the aggressive gaze of Young Prince Ji Haihui!
This Young Prince... is not right!
Nan Lihuo also looks towards Xi Xi, his gaze gentle, "Xi Xi, do you want to fight?"
"If you want to fight, there’s no need for such a wager. You can cancel the bet and fight him again."
Nan Lihuo raises his hand, gently ruffling Xi Xi’s hair.
He truly grows fonder of this little disciple every time he looks at him.
He really reminds him of his first senior disciple from back then.
Xi Xi looks up, her eyes sparkling: "Sect Master Teacher, rest assured, Xi Xi will definitely make that smelly boy apologize to you!"
"Daddy said, once you have power, you must protect the people around you and prevent them from getting hurt! He insulted Sect Master Teacher. Xi Xi must teach him a lesson!"
Xi Xi’s chubby little face turns serious.
She clenches her chubby little fists, her eyes full of fighting spirit.
Nan Lihuo is momentarily stunned, his eyes growing softer.
He never dreamed that one day he, Nan Lihuo, would be protected by his four-year-old little disciple!
Forget it, this feeling... does warm his cold heart.
It’s like walking alone in the endless dark cold of winter.
Suddenly, a little child appears ahead, holding a torch, driving away the severe cold and illuminating the faint light ahead.
This feeling...
Makes Nan Lihuo’s eyes unexpectedly turn red.
He ruffles Xi Xi’s hair.
He turns his head and looks to Taoist King Ku Yu: "Senior Brother... you must keep my disciple safe!"
Nan Lihuo says with seriousness.
His white hair flutters in the cold wind, that solemn and earnest face causes a momentary daze for Ku Yu.
He still remembers leading Nan Lihuo by the hand, step by step up the stairs to the temple gate, and step by step, becoming a disciple of their teacher.
Unknowingly, Nan Lihuo has grown from a four-year-old child to an old man with a head full of white hair.
Ku Yu feels a sense of bitterness; he knows how hard these years have been for Nan Lihuo.
There’s not much he can still do for this junior brother.
He nods, "Don’t worry, I promise you this... Senior Brother promises you."
Tossing his duster, hair flying, coldness appears in Ku Yu’s eyes as well.
"Besides, the Temple God Resonance Convention is approaching, and this Young Prince surely doesn’t dare go too far..."
"After all, we at the Divine Sect are the main force when it comes to the opening of the Temple God Resonance Convention, and that [Prison Lotus Wind Fire Golden Light Wheel] is still in our hands."