169: Chapter 169 The Moon Soothes the Soul, the Azure Lotus Purifies the World

"Father."

Li Qingyue's Divine Thought was clear, carrying a request and a hint of determination she hadn't even noticed herself:

"Please let me try."

"I feel like... I can communicate with them."

Li Xuan, who was in the middle of a fierce battle with the two Grand Unity Golden Immortals and having a grand time, paused his movements.

With one punch, he sent Arhat Fatian's Buddha phantom swaying; with a backhand strike of Chaos Divine Thunder, he scattered the sea of resentment that the Wraith Queen had summoned in her comeback. His heart stirred.

Good daughter, truly my precious little girl. She knows her dad is getting tired and wants to take over the shift.

Trust is the foundation.

Especially for his children with Heaven-Defying Aptitude, Li Xuan was never stingy about giving them a stage.

"Granted."

Li Xuan replied with two words in his mind, a smile appearing on his face.

To create an opportunity for his daughter, he had to put on a good show.

He also wanted to see what kind of face this Arhat Fatian, who boasted of boundless Buddhist Dharma, would make when he thought victory was within his grasp.

With his mind made up, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

Facing Arhat Fatian's suppressing Palm-held Buddha Kingdom, the phantom of the Chaos world behind Li Xuan suddenly dimmed, as if his strength was failing.

Boom!

The palm of the Buddha Kingdom collided with the Chaos world once more, but this time, the Chaos world was forcibly struck with a massive hole, and its Law chains snapped inch by inch.

Li Xuan's body shook violently, as if he had been hit by a high-speed star boat. He was sent flying back tens of thousands of miles, smashing through several floating continental remains along the way.

Pfft!

He spat out a mouthful of golden divine blood, his face turning several shades paler.

"Hahaha! Benefactor, though your cultivation is strong, it is ultimately a heterodox path! How can it compare to the righteous Dharma of my Western Paradise Buddhist Sect?!"

Seeing this, Arhat Fatian laughed loudly, his laughter like thunder.

His Ten-thousand-zhang Golden Body Dharma Idol shone even brighter.

In his view, the opponent was at the end of his rope. This was the perfect time to suppress this scoundrel and seize the supreme treasure!

He immediately channeled the Buddha Kingdom world with all his might. Endless Buddhist chants transformed into golden divine chains that filled the sky, enveloping Li Xuan from all directions, intending to take advantage of the situation to capture and refine him alive.

Although the Wraith Queen lacked intelligence, she instinctively sensed Li Xuan's weakening aura. She let out an even more shrill roar, manipulating the resentment of the entire Yaochi to transform into a sea of black lightning, joining the siege.

Under the pincer attack, Li Xuan's situation was precarious.

At the center of that violent energy, a slender and lonely white figure flew out from the zhou tian star boat, moving against the torrent.

Li Qingyue.

She wore a plain white dress, clean and flawless, cradling a crystal-clear white jade flute, her expression cold and focused.

She ignored the violent aftershocks of the battle, and ignored the two Grand Unity Golden Immortals who were currently striking at her father with lethal intent.

In her eyes, there was only the pantao mother tree struggling in pain amidst the endless resentment, and the pathetic figure beneath the tree condensed from sorrow and hatred.

Arhat Fatian also noticed this girl who didn't know the heights of the heavens. He only gave her a contemptuous glance and didn't take her to heart.

A Golden Immortal girl?

On a battlefield like this, she was nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a carriage; a single aftershock could shake her into fly ash.

His only thought at the moment was to take down Li Xuan.

Li Qingyue's figure drifted down, eventually sitting cross-legged beneath the massive, long-dead roots of the pantao mother tree, less than a hundred zhang away from the Wraith Queen and her sky-soaring resentment.

The Wraith Queen instinctively viewed this approaching living being as an enemy. A claw formed of resentment reached out to grab her.

Li Qingyue brought the white jade flute to her lips.

"Wuu..."

A cold and distant flute melody rang out.

This flute sound held no killing intent, no power of Law. It was like the sole ray of moonlight in the Guanghan Palace under the eternal cold night—lonely, solitary, and carrying an unshakeable sorrow.

The flute sound turned into invisible ripples. It did not strike any physical matter, but instead gently caressed every wisp of resentment raging across this land, listening to its silent wailing.

"Blue is your collar, deep is my heart..."

Unknowingly, what Li Qingyue played was that ancient ballad that had been echoing ever since the Yaochi Ruins were born.

However, under the Law resonance of her Lunar Holy Body, this ballad no longer held only sorrow and resentment, but also a hint of... understanding and solace.

The claw of resentment reaching for her froze in mid-air and slowly dissipated.

The entire rioting sea of resentment actually surged with waves due to the appearance of this flute sound. Countless hideous and twisted faces of Fairies revealed looks of confusion and pain.

The Wraith Queen's frantically attacking figure also paused for a moment.

Her hollow eye sockets turned toward the girl sitting under the tree, playing their elegy. Even the flow of her blood-tears seemed to slow down.

However, mere soothing was far from enough.

The hatred accumulated over billions of eons had long since seeped into the marrow. How could it be resolved by a single sorrowful song?

Inside the zhou tian star boat, Li Yao, who was being held tightly in Ao Qingxue's arms, seemed to hear her sister's sad flute music. She furrowed her pretty little brows and pouted her small mouth, seemingly becoming unhappy as well.

The little one didn't understand what battle was or what hatred was. She only knew that her sister was unhappy, and these black "ribbons" floating around were also making her sister unhappy.

She reached out her tender little hand, seemingly wanting to grab those black wisps of resentment.

The lifelike green lotus mark on her forehead burst into light without any warning!

An indescribable, gentle green light filled with the breath of life radiated outward with little Li Yao as the center, like a warm ripple!

Supreme Life Divine Ability: Light of Creation!

This Divine Ability, unconsciously triggered by the World-Purifying Green Lotus Body, immediately enveloped the core area of the Peach Garden upon its appearance.

Sizzle... sizzle...

It was as if spring had returned to the earth and all things were being revived.

Wherever the green light reached, that thick, ink-like, eternal resentment was slowly purified and dissolved as if meeting the gentlest warm sun in the world. Without letting out a single scream, it instead transformed into the purest Spiritual Qi and returned to heaven and earth, as if being guided to the afterlife.

The scene that followed was even more incredible!

The charred remains of the dead peach trees across the ground, under the illumination of the green light, actually pushed through the black ash on their charcoal-like bark and grew tiny, tender green buds!

On the ground, the peach blossoms that had long since turned into black ash actually reconsolidated. One by one, delicate peach blossoms bloomed silently in the green light!

And the pantao mother tree, regarded as the ultimate goal by the two powerhouses, the Wraith Queen and Arhat Fatian, shuddered violently the moment it came into contact with this Light of Creation!

Deep within its long-dead heartwood, that last wisp of faint life spark exploded as if billions of tons of fuel had been thrown into it!

A strong desire for survival radiated from every inch of the divine tree's body!

Buzz!

The dark dagger stuck in the trunk felt this newborn power and let out a fearful hum. The dark aura entwined around it was suppressed to death by the Light of Creation!

One flute melody soothes the eternal sorrowful souls.

One green light restarts the vitality of the Three Realms.

This shocking and sacred scene, like the creation of a world, made everyone stop their movements.

"This... this is... the Power of Creation?! Impossible!!"

Arhat Fatian, who was in the middle of fully suppressing Li Xuan, was dumbfounded by this scene. In his extreme shock, his Ten-thousand-zhang Golden Body Dharma Idol flickered unsteadily.

The wild joy on his face froze and turned into horror, and then his eyes erupted with intense greed!

He knew he was wrong, terribly wrong!

The true supreme treasure was not that dagger, nor the thing suppressed under the tree!

It was this tree itself!

It was this... peerless creation that could bring a divine tree back to life!

"Mine! It's all mine!"

Arhat Fatian's greed blazed. He no longer cared about Li Xuan and turned to pounce toward the pantao mother tree!

The "heavily injured" Li Xuan also stood up straight at a leisurely pace, dusting off his clothes. Where was there any hint of paleness left on his face?

Watching the perfect cooperation of his two daughters, he revealed the gratified smile of an old father.

"Small scene, everyone sit down."

"Next, it's Dad's harvest time."