Hua Manlou also had no offspring. He felt that if he had a cute daughter, and his daughter was plotted against and in grave danger, he too would go completely mad!
Li Che sat on the back of the Mystic Turtle and thanked Hua Manlou.
"Everyone... please."
"My daughter Xi Xi is only six years old, and just because she inherited the Third Crown Prince Temple God's legacy, she was calculated by this Temple God. She was used as a pawn against its son, wrapped in the curse of the Prison Lotus, judged unable to overcome the tribulation of the Divine Embryo. Once she achieves the Divine Embryo, the Prison Lotus Fire will burn her physical body, making her suffer intolerable pain."
"As a father, my heart is oppressed with anger, yet can do nothing. Now, I can only ask all of you for help and see if we can find a way to counter this wicked Temple God!"
Li Che's face was full of sadness, entirely like a father clinging to the last straw for saving his daughter.
