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

Chapter 911: Chapter 281: Qingshan Remains, the Beauty Has Aged, A Harsh Welcome from the Underworld_3

According to Li Qingshan, Nurse Momo was once a top beauty of Fei Lei City in her youth. Alas, as time flows on, beauty fades, and heroes inevitably age into twilight.

Pure Heart Divinity gently streamed out from the fingertips that tenderly massaged Nurse Momo’s temple.

It seeped into Nurse Momo’s withered body.

This was a withering caused by the exhaustion of life force. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are natural laws of the heavens and earth. If one cultivates Divinity and Martial Path successfully, one may break these laws and extend their lifespan.

However, according to Li Che’s understanding, true longevity does not exist in this world. Even Martial Saint experts have a lifespan of only two to three hundred years. Only by forging a Divine Fetus can one extend life force severalfold.

Yet, even the Divine Fetus has its limits. To further extend one’s lifespan, one must transcend the Divine Tribulation, endure the cleansing of the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations, and dissipate disasters to prolong life…

But when the end of life comes—a time when one’s allotted lifespan runs out, and the wick of the oil lamp is extinguished—not even Immortals can save you.

At this moment, Nurse Momo seemed to be approaching such a situation.

Li Che didn’t know if a naturally deceased person could be resurrected through Soul Capturing…

He hadn’t tried it.

Nurse Momo closed her eyes, enjoying Li Che’s massage, feeling her entire body relax at this moment.

“So comfortable…”

Nurse Momo opened her eyes and glanced at Li Che. “A Che… Grandma has something to ask of you…”

“Please speak, Grandma. Xi Xi grew up under your care. Between us, there’s no need for formalities…”

Li Che responded with a gentle smile.

“After I’m gone, could you look after Li Qingshan for me…”

“You are now a Divine Sect elder, your standing is different from before. As for Li Qingshan… that old rascal is still acting like a child, sneaking around, doing who knows what lately.”

“I’m old now. I don’t know what he’s up to…”

“If he ever does anything bad, or provokes someone he shouldn’t…”

Nurse Momo looked at Li Che, her eyes holding a trace of pleading.

“Could you, for Grandma’s sake… spare Li Qingshan’s life?”

Li Che froze upon hearing this.

“Grandma, don’t worry. You still have long days ahead of you.”

Li Che chuckled softly.

“As for Senior Qingshan, rest assured, Grandma…”

“With me here, he won’t die.”

Nurse Momo broke into a smile, her weathered face lined with numerous creases. For some reason, Li Che’s simple promise suddenly filled her heart with an unshakable calm.

Li Che is unlike Li Qingshan. No matter how many reassurances Li Qingshan made, she still found it hard to feel at ease.

But a single assurance from Li Che…

Nurse Momo felt tranquil, unwaveringly convinced.

With a radiant smile, Nurse Momo gazed at the courtyard under the moonlight, luminous like flowing water.

“Grandma is aware of her own condition… My Martial Arts innate talent isn’t great, nor is my Divine Talent sufficient. I was unable to establish a Divine Foundation; I live as no more than a mortal…”

“Moreover, in my younger years, roaming the martial world and fighting others left behind hidden injuries that drained my life force. Now… it seems about time to reach my limit.”

“The only regret is…”

“In this lifetime, I was unable to have a child with Qingshan.”

Nurse Momo looked at the flawed Moon Plate, pursing her lips.

“It’s all his fault.”

“He arrived too late.”

“Too late.”

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The matter of Li Che’s bet with the Sect Master’s Wife quickly spread throughout Divine Carving Ridge.

Within the Divine Sect proper, there wasn’t much commotion, but among the community of Divine Carving Ridge, the wager between Li Che and the Sect Master’s Wife caused a complete uproar.

“Elder Li bet with the Sect Master’s Wife… that he could carve out a Half-Saint Divine Sculpture in one month?”

“This… this sounds excessively arrogant! Elder Li may have indeed received the Half-Saint legacy from Elder Sun before his death, but that’s as far as it goes.”

“A Half-Saint Divine Sculpture… is exceedingly rare. I don’t think we’ve had one in Divine Carving Ridge, have we?”

“Even Elder Sun, before his passing, only managed to touch the faintest trace of Half-Saint essence and fuse it into that Two-Minded Great Sage’s Divine Sculpture… What makes Elder Li think he can accept such a wager.”

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The matter caused quite a stir among many Divine Sculpture Masters.

As Divine Sculpture Masters, they knew too well the difficulty of achieving a Half-Saint Divine Sculpture.

It was even harder than a Great Grandmaster breaking through to Martial Saint status. Without Talent, fortune, or enlightenment…

One might be stuck their whole life!

Unlike Martial Path cultivation, where hard work can bring incremental improvement.

The Half-Saint Divine Sculpture, without profound insight, could stagnate for decades.

Spring rain drizzled softly.

A carriage barreled through the spring rain, its wheels splashing through thick mud, as it entered the building complex of Divine Carving Ridge.

Li Che lifted the curtain and slowly stepped down. In an instant, the eyes of everyone in Divine Carving Ridge converged onto him.

Li Che paid no heed to the various sentiments and attitudes mingled within those gazes.

He knew the matter of his bet with the Sect Master’s Wife was fermenting.

To him, this wager was inconsequential, as it came with no outrageous stakes. It was mainly because Li Che appeared overly confident.

A Half-Saint Divine Sculpture within a month’s time…

Such an idea bordered on the fantastical.

Li Che didn’t bother to explain.

As an elder of Divine Carving Ridge, he wasn’t required to show up daily for work. But perhaps due to the wager, Li Che made it a habit to have Nie Yang drive him to Divine Carving Ridge every day.

Before he knew it, half a month had passed.

Throughout the past half month, Li Che frequented Divine Carving Ridge so often that he drew amused glances from many Divine Sculpture Masters, who thought Elder Li was making a last-minute gamble.

“Old Nie, Xiao Zhou, you both go wander around or head to the training grounds to cultivate. Once I finish my work here, we’ll return to the city together.”

Li Che, dressed in a dark-colored fitted tunic, smiled as he spoke.

Nie Yang cupped his fist in respect and headed off with Li Chengzhou for special training. Xi Xi’s rise to the position of Young Sect Master had clearly sparked a strong reaction in Li Chengzhou.