Saint Li and Li Xianyao, this pair of father and daughter.
Currently, they were facing each other in this manner.
After the Land of Immortal Remains, Li Xianyao was sent back to the Li Clan by Saint Li.
However, not long after Li Xianyao had been in seclusion to Cultivate, she was called out and brought to this mausoleum.
Then, she was trapped in this Formation.
Li Xianyao looked at Saint Li, her gaze extremely strange, as if looking at a stranger.
Although she already knew what Saint Li had done in the past, Li Xianyao had not actively brought it up.
It was because she was mindful of Saint Li's kindness in raising her.
No matter how Saint Li was, he could not be considered bad to her.
Even in front of Yin Yurong and Li Heng, that mother and son, Saint Li would defend her.
This was the reason why Li Xianyao had been slow to show her cards.
Do not think that Li Xianyao appeared cold and indifferent, as if she had no emotions and kept distance from everyone.
In fact, such people are often the most sentimental.
Whether it is Family affection, friendship, or love.
It was precisely because of this sentiment that Li Xianyao could feel so guilty towards Dongfang Aoyue and try every way to compensate her.
Looking at Li Xianyao, Saint Li said.
"You child, you look cold, but you are actually very sentimental."
"You actually already know that Yin Yurong is not your biological mother, right?"
Saint Li stood with his hands behind his back, saying expressionlessly.
"I do know, so, is this the reason why you treat me like this?"
Li Xianyao stared at Saint Li.
Saint Li shook his head.
"Xianyao, do you really think you can hide it from me?"
"Actually, before this, I had vaguely sensed it. After you came into contact with that Yun Xiao, you became less and less like yourself."
"Perhaps it is because you learned something from him."
"Actually, I do not care about any of this."
"The fact that you did not take the initiative to confess to me proves that you still have hesitations."
"Yes, after all, you are my daughter, and even more so, a Supreme Dao Body. You can be said to be a perfect blank slate."
"You are the most perfect creation I have personally cultivated."
"In the future, you could be my right-hand man, and even help the Li Clan make the Family even more prosperous."
"Do you understand how much expectation I have placed on you?"
Saint Li said this, his face cold, his brows twitching slightly because of his deep frown.
This feeling was like a craftsman who had personally created a perfect piece of porcelain.
As a result, this porcelain developed more and more cracks, and was eventually completely ruined.
It was a feeling of one's own hard work being shattered.
And Saint Li's words made Li Xianyao bite her lips hard.
Her eyes were completely devoid of light!
From Saint Li's words, she did not hear a hint of a father's affection and care for his daughter.
She was like a tool, a tool in Saint Li's eyes to be crafted perfectly.
No wonder, from childhood to adulthood, Saint Li was so strict with her cultivation.
He cultivated her, not because of love, but to make her more valuable!
Therefore, Saint Li would not care whether Li Xianyao was happy or not.
He only wanted Li Xianyao to Cultivate and become stronger.
Li Xianyao had always been just as Saint Li wished, only ever Cultivating, Cultivating, and Cultivating.
Or handling matters of the Heavenly Emperor Pavilion.
No wonder safely also said she lived like an old fogey, without a trace of vitality.
"You... have never treated me as a daughter."
"You, cultivating me, were just like cultivating a tool..."
A tear fell from the corner of Li Xianyao's eye.
She bit her lips until they bled.
Regarding Li Xianyao's reaction, Saint Li's face was indifferent.
"Otherwise? In my eyes, everyone is just a tool."
"Li Heng has mediocre talent, how could he compare to your gifted nature."
"You are useful to me, and useful to the entire Li Clan."
"Therefore, I want you to become the Heavenly Empress, so that you can exert even greater value."
"However, you have disappointed me too much."
"That brat Yun Xiao personally ruined the hard work I put into cultivating you!"
Saint Li said this, his tone cold and sharp.
If Jun Xiaoyao had not intervened.
Li Xianyao would still be that obedient daughter who only knew how to follow arrangements.
It was Jun Xiaoyao who ruined his hard work.
Then Li Xianyao roared directly.
"Shut up!"
"It is all because of Xiaoyao. Meeting him made me feel like I am a real person."
"Instead of being like a marionette, controlled by you."
Li Xianyao's voice was trembling.
Saint Li remained expressionless, as if he had no emotions at all.
Then, Saint Li said.
"Now, I can give you one last chance."
"If you agree to completely sever ties with that Yun Xiao, we can still be as we were before."
Saint Li, even now, still felt it was a pity.
He did not want to abandon the hard work he had personally cultivated just like that.
"What is this, mercy?" Li Xianyao laughed, filled with sarcasm.
Saint Li was silent.
Then, Li Xianyao suddenly said: "Then I also want to ask you one thing."
"What is it?" Saint Li said indifferently.
"Have you ever felt even a trace of guilt towards my biological mother?"
Saint Li's expression paused, then he spoke blandly: "I will not feel guilty towards anyone."
Hearing this, Li Xianyao closed her eyes, and a tear slid down.
Something in her heart seemed to be completely severed.
What was severed was not the entanglement with Jun Xiaoyao.
But everything related to Saint Li.
Then, Li Xianyao opened her eyes and looked at Saint Li, also without any fluctuation.
"Then kill me."
Saint Li was slightly stunned, then shook his head and sighed.
"It is a pity, but I will not kill you. I will let you continue to exert your value in another form."
Hearing this, Li Xianyao's expression froze.
Saint Li continued: "Do you still remember what I told you before about that ancestor in my lineage who was exceptionally talented and also possessed the Supreme Dao Body?"
"Now I can tell you, the Formation beneath you is a Spirit Descending Formation, which can summon the Soul of the ancestor from the void and descend upon you."
"However, the only condition is that it requires the same Physique."
"I did not want to do this, but... you left me no choice."
"Rather than letting a tool go to waste, it is better to let it exert its final warmth and value."
Saint Li's tone was indifferent, devoid of emotion.
"What?"
Hearing this, Li Xianyao's body trembled slightly.
Her face turned paler, as if all color had faded.
"No... no, you cannot do this..."
Li Xianyao struggled, wanting to break free from the restraints.
Even the power of the Supreme Dao Body was about to burst forth.
But, Saint Li had long since set up measures, and various Seal Formations appeared around her.
On the chains cast from special mysterious iron, runes were also flowing.
Seeing Li Xianyao struggling, Saint Li shook his head and sighed: "Are you afraid now?"
"I have given you choice after choice and opportunity after opportunity, but you always disappoint me."
Saint Li said these things.
However, he did not know that the reason Li Xianyao showed this reaction.
Was not because she was afraid of death.
But because Jun Xiaoyao had previously said that she was one of the Soul Reincarnations of Jiang Shengyi.
If the Spirit Descending ritual was completed, then Li Xianyao might be completely taken over by that ancestor through Possession.
That was a destruction where even the Soul would be taken over.
And if that happened, with this Soul fragment missing, that woman named Jiang Shengyi might never have the hope of reappearing in the world ever again!