Chapter 988: Father, Where Did I Come From?

s arm was slashed by an ice sword, a deep gash.As Xu Yan called out one name after another, Meng Ran gradually regained consciousness.She slowly opened her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.She wh...Fang'er buried her head in Fang Chen's arms, clutching him even tighter.

She fell into deep contemplation, unsure of what to choose.

Fang Chen did not urge her, but waited quietly, only his hand gently stroking Fang'er's hair, comforting her.

Feeling comforted by Fang Chen, she finally made up her mind and looked up at him: "Father, I want to go to Dúzūn Tiānzhōng!"

Fang Chen sighed inwardly, unsurprised by this.

Although Fang'er is greedy, she has a great obsession with the strong.

This can be seen from her current cultivation surge, even if he left Tianjio Pavilion Fang'er has never been lazy but even more diligent.

He smiled faintly and said, "Fang'er is very brave. Father respects all of Fang'er's choices, so go to Duzun Ti Zong."

"Fang'er, rest assured. In the future, your father will definitely visit you at Dúzūn Tiānzōng."

"Mhm."

After making up her mind, Fang'er couldn't help but shed tears again.

"Draw your bow."

She extended her little finger.

"Draw the bow."

Fang Chen also extended his little finger and made a promise with Fang'er, one no less binding than a vow against the demonic forces.

But at the same time, he also felt very guilty in his heart. If he were strong enough, why would Fang'er have to leave for a distant land

I'm still too weak, unable to protect her or provide the cultivation resources she needs.

Fang'er said resolutely, "Father! After I enter the sect, I will definitely work hard to become stronger! Very strong, just like Father! No! Even stronger than Father! Strong enough to protect Mother, Father, Aunt Zhao, and Aunt Duanmu! So that they won't be hurt anymore!"

"Well, I believe Fang'er is sure to be able to do it."

Fang Chen forced a smile and nodded emphatically.

The tavernkeeper, seeing this, finally let out a sigh of relief.

Fang Chen looked at the tavern and asked, "Can we wait one more day At least let her see her mother."

"This"

The innkeeper hesitated for a moment, then said, “According to our sect’s rules, someone should be forcibly taken away. I've already gone against the rules by telling you all this, of course. Mother-daughter separation is natural, at most I'll just get punished. It's nothing serious.”

He had no choice but to agree, because Fang Chen's sword flashed again. If he refused, the other party would definitely cut him down.

As for using the identity of Dú Zūn Tiān Zong to pressure Fang Chen, he didn't even dare to think about it.

The Dúzhēn Tiān Zong said that the protection was only for disciples, and not for someone like him, an outer sect guest.

Fang Chen smiled faintly, then with a thought, he transmitted his voice to Xia Ling.

After finishing all this, he smiled at Fang'er and said, "Let's go. I remember there's a city not far from here. Let's go there to play and wait for your mother."

"Mom wants to come too! That's great!"

When she heard that she could still see Lin Xueyan, Fang'er was so happy that she jumped for joy!

Fang Chen smiled faintly, and with Fang'er, he walked towards the city.

The tavern keeper wanted to follow, but was left standing still by Fang Chen's cold glare.

Fang Chen said, "Wait until they arrive and then you show yourself. I don't want to see you."

The innkeeper was filled with dismay, but he could only nod obediently.

Looking at the departing father and daughter, the flattering expression on his face vanished instantly, replaced by ease.

That wasn't a relaxed sense of relief from escaping unscathed, but rather the kind of relaxation one feels after finishing a performance.

"What a cunning Fang Chen, what a gifted human prodigy. If not for the Sect Master's reminder, I would have truly been fooled by you."

He sighed, saying to himself that after nearly a century of traveling across the Qitian Continent, he was encountering such a cunning and tricky young cultivator for the first time.

Even the proud geniuses of those top-tier races would find it hard to compare with Fang Chen.

"That sword was clearly beyond wielding, yet he remained so composed, his aura no less imposing. He was poised to strike at any moment; truly remarkable."

He took a sip of wine and said, "As expected of a genius who can be personally appointed by the sect master, Fang Chen! Fang Chen, you are really going to turn the world upside down."

Since he joined the Dúzōn Tiān Zōng, he had never seen the Sect Master personally call out someone's name. To say that Fang Chen was the first person to be called out by the Sect Master would not be an exaggeration.

However, according to the Sect Master's intentions, it was not about directly accepting him into the Duxuan Heaven Sect, but rather treating the entire Qitian Continent as a place of cultivation for him to hone his skills.

As for the cultivation teachings, I'm afraid the Sect Master would personally take charge of instructing them.

At that thought, he gasped in shock.

"Looks like I'll have to mend things with Fang'er on the way back. Otherwise, when Fangchen grows up, I'm really going to be in for a bad time."

He silently made up his mind.

Meanwhile, Fang Chen was unaware of all this; he had already entered the city with Fang'er.

This city is also extremely prosperous, named Tai'an City. It is an ancient city and quite bustling.

After arriving in Taian City, Fang Chen booked an entire restaurant to avoid being disturbed. Then, he took Fang'er for a stroll through the city, buying her anything she desired.

On the bustling street, a father and daughter appeared, drawing quite a bit of attention from passersby. However, the pair ignored the stares and chatted with each other in a relaxed manner.

But what struck the passersby as strange was that they couldn't understand a word of the father and daughter's conversation.

It's like hearing a dialect. You understand each character individually, but when put together, the meaning eludes you.

But they didn't mind too much, after all the Tiannan domain was vast, and there wasn't just one language spoken by humans.

When chatting, Fang Chen learned that the mysterious girl he was talking about was actually his own daughter. He felt quite helpless.

At the same time, he regretted being too focused on cultivation. If he had thought about it carefully, he could have guessed it.

"Hehe, father's appearance back then was really funny."

In the city, Fang Chen carried Fang'er on his back, listening to her boastful words with helplessness.

"You're such a mischievous one! How could you keep such a big thing from me for so long You should have told me earlier."

He thought of Lin Xueyan again, gritting his teeth: "Even Xueyan joined in the chaos with you! When we get back to Tianjiao Pavilion, just wait and see how I punish her!"

When Fang'er heard this, she became indignant and said, "You're not allowed to bully my mother!"

After she finished speaking, she pinched Fang Chen's ears: "You dare to bully my mother! When I become strong again! I will definitely beat your butt!"

"Who made you look at me like a ferocious beast the first time we met! You have only yourself to blame!"

Fang Chen also thought of the scene when he first met Fang'er. It was also helpless.

"Alright, alright. I won't bully your mother anymore, okay I'll treat her well." he said.

"That's about right."

Fang'er then let go of her hand and hugged Fang Chen's neck again, overjoyed.

People on the street, upon seeing such a cute little girl, would involuntarily break into smiles. Fang'er's smile was truly healing.

They didn't return to the designated restaurant until evening.

Fang'er's cultivation wasn't high, and coupled with the exhaustion of labor, she naturally needed sleep to replenish herself.

Although meditation can help recover faster, children would rather sleep than meditate, which they find boring.

And tonight, Fang'er naturally clung to Fang Chen, asking him to sleep with her. Fang Chen did not refuse.

Fang'er, holding onto Fang Chen's hand, asked curiously, "Father, how did I come to be"on and the Ancient Sword God stood before him, looking down at him with disdain and arrogance.But facing the contempt and terrifying aura of those two ancient existences.Fang Chen's expression was cal...