Sacrificial Artifact System: From Bell-ringer to the Ancestral Patriarch of the Sect novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219: Chapter 167: Family Banquet (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

[The author has graciously accepted advice and revised the ranking settings for Martial Saints mentioned in the previous Chapter, details of which are provided in the author’s notes after this.]

Master Zhou Buping’s funeral was held with great honor and dignity.

Not only was he an elder of the Divine Sword Sect, but he also had a Heavenly Person Disciple, hence many Divine Sword Sect elders, powerful elders, Peak Masters, and numerous Supreme Elders who were present at the sect all came to mourn for him.

Over the years, most of Zhou Buping’s contemporaries from the higher echelons of the Divine Sword Sect had already passed away unless they broke through to the Celestial Realm, and those who were still alive were already of advanced age.

Finally, Li Qian placed his master’s body to rest in the Sword Tomb.

After his master’s passing, Li Qian took a long time to readjust his mood before wholeheartedly dedicating himself to the practice of striking the Chen Bell.

In the second year, Chai Shao broke through to the Great Grandmaster realm.

Bai Yun also entered the top ranks of the Grandmasters.

And, under Li Qian’s guidance, these two disciples successfully became Dao companions.

Li Qian had long been aware of some emotional entanglement between the two disciples. Bai Yun was lively and uninhibited, whereas Chai Shao was steady and mature... but notably passive when it came to matters of the heart.

By the third year, Bai Yun gave birth to a daughter on Wuxin Peak.

Li Qian named the girl Chai Yingxue.

She was born in the midst of a heavy snowfall, illuminating the house at night like daylight.

Usually, everyone called her Little Snowball.

In the blink of an eye, more than a year passed by.

Little Snowball was already over a year old and had become everyone’s darling on the Chen Bell Platform. This little one was smart and sweet-tongued; even Li Qian, who was not very fond of children, was extremely fond of her.

"Grandmaster Grandpa, Xiao Hei is bullying me...."

Chubby Little Snowball ran over, pointing at Xiao Hei not too far away, with a pout on her face.

Tears were about to spill from her eyes.

Xiao Hei was looking this way, his usually fierce gaze now filled with confusion and bewilderment. When did he bully her?

Isn’t it just that he didn’t lie down to let her climb on his back?

"Xiao Hei, just let Little Snowball climb on your back, it’s not like you’re losing a piece of flesh?"

Li Qian said to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei crowed, then somewhat reluctantly lay down.

It knew that this little ancestor could not be offended.

Soon, Little Snowball cheered and rushed over, grabbing onto the feathers to climb up, but slid down soon after due to the smoothness. Despite this Little Snowball was having the time of her life, causing Xiao Hei much distress.

It was the sovereign of the skies, the ruler of thousands of birds... yet it had to entertain a little kid, how boring.

So it could only close its eyes, ready for a quick nap to pass the tedious and dry time.

At this moment, a sword-bearing woman in her thirties came up the mountain.

"Auntie, who are you looking for?"

Playing Little Snowball saw a stranger coming and hurriedly asked with her baby voice.

"Such a cute little baby, Auntie is here looking for your uncle."

The sword-bearing woman Li Yuwei couldn’t help but adore the cute baby she saw.

"Auntie, who’s your uncle?"

Little Snowball tilted her head and asked again.

"That’s my uncle."

Li Yuwei pointed at Li Qian, sitting there, and said with a smile.

"But he’s my Grandmaster Grandpa."

Little Snowball hurriedly replied.

"Little baby, who are your daddy and mommy?"

Li Yuwei picked up Little Snowball.

"My daddy is Chai Shao, my mommy is Bai Yun, my full name is Chai Yingxue, but everyone calls me Little Snowball."

Little Snowball rattled off, counting with her tiny fingers.

"So the little baby is Chai Shao and Bai Yun’s child."

Li Yuwei was quite surprised.

So she carried Little Snowball over to Li Qian, "Uncle."

"I will personally return for the old master’s hundredth birthday."

Li Qian understood the purpose of Li Yuwei’s visit.

For ordinary people to live to a hundred was already quite remarkable.

He knew the old master probably didn’t have many years left.