Chapter 612 - Time Passes, I Wonder What Year It Is?

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Hearing the old man's voice, they looked at each other.

Li Peng could not help but ask.

"Is he… talking to us?"

Chu Feng slowly shook his head and said in a deep voice, "According to my speculation, this is only a projection and not a living creature.

"If I'm not wrong, this gray-robed old man's words should only be for the owner of the Snow Phoenix Thread Dress, Xian'er."

Yu asked.

"Then he's that Divine Blacksmith De Lu?"

Chu Feng nodded.

"It's very likely."

No one said anything else and continued to wait.

Just as Chu Feng had said, the projection of the old man before him was only a scene recorded by the Divine Blacksmith of De Lu countless years ago.

Therefore, there was no communication at all.

The next moment, divine Blacksmith De Lu slowly turned around. He had an old face and a kind expression.

Divine Blacksmith De Lu stood in the air and said slowly, "Sigh, the years have passed. I wonder what year it is. I thought that the secret I left in that long dress would be hidden forever. I didn't expect to meet someone fated…"

"To be able to obtain the recognition of the Snow Phoenix Thread Dress, you must be a kind-hearted young lady. Hmm… You must be very similar to my daughter…"

Hearing the old man's voice, everyone's eyes widened.

Why was this Divine Blacksmith De Lu so sure that the person who could break his double Void Lock was definitely a young lady?

Was he that confident?

As if he knew that someone would be puzzled, the old man suddenly smiled kindly and said slowly, "There's no need to be puzzled. This long dress was originally a gift I wanted to give my youngest daughter when she became an adult."

After a pause, the old man's voice was filled with sadness and anger.

"It's just a pity that my daughter was unluckily harmed by a traitor. She never received the gift from her father…"

"Although I invited three Master Gods to kill the culprit and take revenge for my daughter, this has become my lifelong regret!"

"Therefore, on my deathbed, I had the idea of passing on this long dress forever. It can be considered as commemorating my poor daughter. I even asked the Space Venerable to set up a double Void Lock and leave the map that contained my life's wealth inside…"

"Because of my special request, the Venerable set up a special restriction on the double Void Lock, there are only two ways for outsiders to open this double Void Lock."

"Firstly, forcefully break it. However, that person's strength must not be lower than that of a Venerable. Otherwise, it will definitely be impossible to break it. I think that such an existence probably won't care about the treasures of mine."

"The other way…"

At this point, Divine Craftsman De Lu fell silent again. His eyes were filled with longing and reluctance as he continued.

"This long dress… contains all my longing for my daughter. Therefore, there's only one requirement to open the double Void Lock. You have to look like my Little Qing'er… Perhaps it's not her appearance or aura… If I have to put it into words, perhaps it's just a feeling…"

The Divine Blacksmith seemed to find it unbelievable as he muttered, "Actually, in my opinion, it's impossible for anyone to meet this condition. Because even I don't know what the Little Qing'er in my heart is like. She's sometimes lively, sometimes quiet, and sometimes rebellious…"

"I did this because I missed her. I just didn't expect that you would really come…"

Divine Blacksmith De Lu took a deep breath, his old face filled with excitement.

"Is that you, Qing'er?"

He extended his hand and probed the air, but he only grabbed nothing. As if he knew that it was impossible, his frustration was obvious.

He sighed and continued.

"Qing'er's favorite game when she was young was to clear the levels.

"She had once said that she liked the satisfaction of clearing those levels.

"Therefore, I also divided my treasures into several levels and set some conditions in each level. If you fulfill the conditions, you can obtain a portion of my treasures."

"Young woman, thank you for coming. You let me know that my Little Qing'er might be living well in another way. That's enough…"

At this point, the old man actually bowed gently towards the void in front of him.

There was relief and satisfaction in his eyes.

All of this moved Chu Feng and the others.

This might be the simplest wish of a father.

Among the crowd, two tears seemed to have appeared on Liu Xian'er's beautiful face.

Hearing the old man's words, she suddenly understood many things.

Why was it so easy to break the double Void Lock back then?

Originally, she should not have succeeded with just a few words she had learned from an ancient book!

How could a mere Profound Connection Realm martial artist want to break the restriction left behind by a Venerable!

However, the result was that Liu Xian'er did not encounter any difficulties back then. It was as if the void lock was disintegrating.

Later on, when she encountered a fatal blow from a Spiritual Abode expert, this long dress also took the initiative to protect its master…

Everything was clear now.

Liu Xian'er had mixed feelings.

She did not think that she was Qing'er's substitute or a reincarnation.

She would not admit it.

She was Liu Xian'er, a human from Earth in the new era!

She would never live as someone else.

However, the longing this old man had for his daughter made her heart ache.

This was a feeling that transcended race and time.

She muttered softly, "Senior, your daughter must be very happy to have a father like you…"

To Liu Xian'er, she had never felt fatherly love since she was born. She was born on Kunlun Mountain. She had never seen her father.

Since little, under the Grand Supreme Elder's almost brutal training system, she learned all kinds of knowledge and cultivated martial arts with a group of children.

Not a day was carefree.

She had never had a so-called childhood.

The Grand Supreme Elder was heartless. He thought he was the king and he regarded everyone as his slaves, let alone feelings…

Perhaps it was an accident or a coincidence, but just as Liu Xian'er finished speaking, the old man in midair suddenly lowered his head and looked in Liu Xian'er's direction.

This glance seemed to have transcended time and space.

After staring for a long time, the old man could only sigh.

In the end, it was just an illusion. Who could see what would happen countless years later?

He heaved a sigh of relief.

The Divine Blacksmith continued, "Originally, the first level I set up was actually not in the palace of the Great Emperor. Ever since the Great Emperor left, this place is no longer peaceful. Now that there's a storm, it might be too dangerous for you."

"However, the accompanying spiritual plant of the Great Emperor here has once helped me. Now, it is facing a huge crisis. I can only hope that my current arrangements can be of some help to it…"