Chapter 61
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Chapter 61: Little Eight, Little Nine, are you here to save Dad?
Soon, Li Ziwei and Li Ziyao appeared at the city lord’s office.
The City Lord of Honghe City was a cultivator at the early Golden Core stage, already possessing spiritual awareness.
Even though the sisters were great emperors, it was impossible for them to control this city lord like they did with ordinary people.
So this time, the sisters appeared directly in front of the city lord without hiding their tracks or appearances.
The moment the city lord saw them and felt the terrifying aura emanating from them, he immediately recognized the two.
Ziwei Great Emperor, Ziyao Empress.
"I humbly pay my respects to the two Empresses," the City Lord of Honghe City said with excitement, kneeling on one knee.
"No need for such formality; we are here mainly to ask you one thing," Li Ziwei waved her hand to the City Lord.
"Your Majesty, please ask. I will say everything I know."
"I ask you, do you know Li Xiaojun?" Li Ziwei inquired.
"I do know him," the City Lord nodded.
"Where has he gone?" Li Ziwei continued to ask.
"About that, I don’t know either."
"Are you sure?"
"I really don’t know where Li Xiaojun went, but…"
"But what?"
"But Li Xiaojun was taken away by a very powerful female cultivator, and before leaving, she said something."
"What did she say?"
"At that time, the female cultivator came to pick up Li Xiaojun, and Li Xiaojun mentioned wanting to do something. Then the female cultivator said, ‘Hurry up; the Empress is waiting for you.’"
Pausing for a moment, the City Lord of Honghe City continued, "So I suspect that Li Xiaojun must have been taken away by an Empress."
"An Empress!" Upon hearing this, Li Ziwei nodded.
At that moment, she started to have her suspicions.
In the last thousand years, the Empress stationed at Taihuang Star was Liu Hongxia.
Thus, it seemed likely that the person who resembled their father, Li Xiaojun, had been taken by Liu Hongxia.
A grand Empress took away an ordinary man named Li Xiaojun.
There had to be a significant secret behind this.
"You did well; this is your reward," Li Ziwei said to the City Lord, threatening him, "We are leaving now. You must not tell anyone about today, or you know what will happen next."
After leaving, the two quickly appeared high above Taihuang Star.
"Let’s search with our divine sense. You search the southeastern hemisphere, and I’ll search the northern hemisphere. Let’s see if we can find Li Xiaojun’s whereabouts," Li Ziwei said to her sister.
"Okay," Li Ziyao nodded.
Soon, the two women’s divine sense rapidly spread out, quickly enveloping the entire Taihuang Star.
Next, they began scanning for anyone resembling Li Xiaojun.
Their divine sense was very powerful, but there were too many people on Taihuang Star, so finding their target was likely to take some time.
Divine sense acted like an adult’s eyes; although people could see the crowd in front of them, finding someone familiar in such a dense mass would certainly require time.
After controlling Taihuang Star with their divine sense, the sisters almost simultaneously started searching from the Empress’s palace.
However, the next moment, surprise appeared on their faces.
Because in an instant, they found the person they were looking for.
The moment they saw the figure, memories sealed for a hundred thousand years began to flood into their minds!
"So much alike, too much alike."
"Sister, do you think he is our…"
Li Ziyao’s words trailed off, but Li Ziwei understood.
"I don’t know, let’s go take a look." Li Ziwei nodded!
"Let’s go, take a look!"
Quickly, they arrived at the Empress’s palace on the other side of Taihuang Star.
In the palace, the two entered silently and soon reached a side hall.
Inside the side hall, a young man in his twenties was lazily swaying in a rocking chair, bored.
The sisters appeared directly in front of the young man, but he could not see them.
"Sister, he looks so much like him."
"Yes, very much alike."
"Sister, do you think it’s possible?"
"I don’t know; we’ll find out."
In the next moment, Li Ziwei revealed herself.
At the same time, she used divine sense hypnosis.
But…
"It failed?" Li Ziwei was surprised.
As she appeared, she noticed the young man, who looked just like her father, was shocked.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
Li Xiaojun was startled at the sudden appearance of the two beautiful young women, but soon he speculated that these two women might also be secretly seeking him for his Immortal spirit root offspring without Liu Hongxia knowing.
However, the next moment, he dismissed this thought, because a system notification appeared before him.
The notification showed that these two were his bloodline descendants.
Moreover, their names were indeed his daughters, Li Yuchun and Li Yuqiu.
"Little Eight, Little Nine, are you here to save Dad?" Li Xiaojun asked uncertainly.
Upon hearing Li Xiaojun’s words, Li Ziwei and Li Ziyao were shocked.
This voice was exactly like their father’s.
Most importantly, he unexpectedly recognized the two sisters and knew their childhood nicknames.
Little Eight and Little Nine were the names their parents called them when they were young.
Everyone else called them Little Qun and Little Qiu.
"You… you are…" The sisters looked at each other in disbelief, unable to fathom that their father was still alive.
"Little Eight, Little Nine, don’t you recognize me? I am your dad," Li Xiaojun said, tears welling in his eyes.
Finally, he had reunited with his two daughters.
It had been so difficult.
"How do you prove it?" Li Ziwei asked Li Xiaojun.
Although this man looked and sounded like their father and could even call them by their nicknames, she still couldn’t be sure he was really their dad.
After all, their father had died a hundred thousand years ago.
To them, this man appeared to be just an ordinary person.
How could an ordinary person live for a hundred thousand years?
Hearing Li Ziwei’s words, Li Ziyao calmed down as well.
Despite the man’s resemblance to their father, what if he was an imposter?
After considering Li Ziwei’s question, Li Xiaojun waved his hand, and some items appeared from the system space.
These items were broken wooden toys, including a damaged slide, a wooden carving that had split in two, a torn and dirty cloth doll, and a set of books written in Chinese.
Seeing the items Li Xiaojun produced, memories from a hundred thousand years ago surged back to Li Ziwei and Li Ziyao.
The slide was so familiar to Li Ziwei; it was her childhood toy.
She remembered their father often pushing them on the slide to play.
Later, the slide broke, and their father made them a new one; the old one disappeared without a trace.
The cloth doll was equally familiar.
She remembered it got damaged when she fought with her fourth sister over it.
The books, especially the text on them, felt incredibly familiar.
This kind of writing was something only the two sisters knew in the entire cultivation world; no one else could understand it.
In the past, if they needed to convey secrets, they would use this writing.
Ordinary people couldn’t read it; only the sisters could understand.
A hundred thousand years ago, their father had been the one teaching them to read and write using such books at home…
