Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

Qiankun Cave Master was the arch-nemesis of Ji Gong in the Mythical Realm. He had several disciples—Black Wolf, Octopus, Lizard, Bat, and Carp—as well as a junior martial brother named Dapeng. The generals brought by Zhan Sha, including the Qiankun Stone Monster and the others, were an exact match for this demonic retinue.

"Sect Leader, what... what happened to me?" Dao Feng was confused. Then, a thought struck him. He looked at Wu Tian and the little girl, winked, and said, "Don’t tell me you’ve only just discovered how handsome I am today?"

"Ugh." The little girl was speechless.

"Scram," Wu Tian said coldly.

He had no time to joke with Dao Feng. Right now, he wanted to figure out how to increase the influence of the Blood Refining Technique. Otherwise, if he had to refine blood for the jellyfish and crabs one by one, when would it ever end?

He instructed Dao Feng and the others that cultivation in the Martial Path required more than just hard work; they also had to learn to relax. Only by balancing tension with release could their Martial Path progress.

Dao Feng and the others nodded, indicating they understood.

Only then was Wu Tian ready to leave.

That night, Wu Tian was in Nuwa’s Palace, searching for a Supreme Treasure. Otherwise, how could he face Qin Yuhan? Everyone else had a Supreme Treasure, but Qin Yuhan didn’t. Wu Tian felt she would be angry if he went to her without one.

All night long, Wu Tian spent his time shifting between the Nine Dragon Ring, the Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House, and Nuwa’s Palace.

At dawn, Wu Tian finally emerged from Nuwa’s Palace with a helpless expression.

"Truly Nuwa’s sanctum. No matter how I searched, I couldn’t find a single Supreme Treasure."

"And Nuwa’s Palace is so vast. No matter how much I roamed, I couldn’t explore it all."

As the sun began to rise, Wu Tian left the pavilion, donned a bronze mask, exited the Royal Palace, and arrived before the courtyard.

In front of the courtyard, many Blood Refiners—all of them quite old—had already gathered. They wore masks, so no one knew their true identities. But now that Wu Tian had established the rank of Master of Blood Refinement and become their Blood Ancestor, they had naturally come to report their identities to him.

Among them were beggars and nobles, Sect Leaders of martial arts sects, and even Monarchs of small countries.

After learning their real identities, Wu Tian was so stunned that he didn’t know what to say for a moment. Who would have thought?

Even he couldn’t have imagined that such people were under his command. It was no exaggeration to say that the Three Realms were already under his control.

"Those of us who are not skilled in the Martial Path can only study Blood Refinement."

"But our public identities don’t allow us to do so, so we must study it in secret."

They wanted to explain, but Wu Tian waved them off.

"No need to say more, I understand," he said with a shrug.

The Blood Refiners before him were old, but they were all renowned figures throughout the Three Realms. Who could have imagined that they were now under Wu Tian’s authority?

At the same time, Hua Shisanniang eagerly came to report on the promotional task Wu Tian had assigned her.

"Mr. Wu Tian, I have followed your instructions to promote the Blood Refiners Guild."

"I believe many are intrigued and wish to come."

She approached Wu Tian, seeking praise, just as the little girl had done the night before.

But his response was a stark contrast.

"Hmm," Wu Tian responded faintly, and that was all.

Hua Shisanniang simply thought this was Wu Tian’s nature. If she knew how he had treated the little girl the previous night, she would have coughed up blood. I’ve got such an ample chest and a pert bottom... Do you really have no interest in me at all? To think you were so nice to a little girl, yet you have no interest in me whatsoever? Unfortunately for her, she didn’t know.

"You can go back for now," Wu Tian said after a moment’s thought. He had no time to deal with Hua Shisanniang and simply dismissed her.

"Yes."

Hua Shisanniang nodded and left, feeling that Wu Tian was already treating her well enough.

After instructing the Blood Refiners to keep their identities secret, Wu Tian also left the courtyard, which felt empty as some things had not yet been replaced.

Wu Tian took a walk around the capital. It was early, and vendors were already out preparing ingredients to cook breakfast for their customers. He strolled under the warm morning sun for a while before returning to the Royal Palace.

He went to the river in the back garden and called out. Only a small jellyfish appeared.

"Where’s your leader?" Wu Tian asked.

"He said he went to find the First Great General of Xiuyuan Country. He’s going to check if the general will be a liability for you, my lord," the small jellyfish replied timidly.

Wu Tian nodded, but then another question occurred to him. The First Great General of Xiuyuan Country? Who could that be?

Wu Tian continued walking, lost in thought. When a patrol of soldiers passed by, he stopped them.

"Wait a moment, I have something to ask."

"How may we help you, sir?" a soldier asked respectfully.

"Who is the First Great General of Xiuyuan Country?"

"Sir, you must be referring to General Ling Tian. He is ninety-two years old now, but he is undoubtedly the First Great General of our Xiuyuan Realm."

"Ling Tian?" Wu Tian nodded. So the poison jellyfish must have gone to find him.

"Where is he?" Having made his decision, Wu Tian asked.

"Sir, General Ling Tian has retired from active service. He resides in the Duke’s Mansion here in the capital," one soldier replied, his voice filled with admiration.

To think a mortal could become a duke through his wartime achievements! It was a truly inspirational life. For soldiers, especially, he was an undeniable idol.

Wu Tian smiled and left to find General Ling Tian.

The Duke’s Mansion was located on a bustling and lively street. After finding out the location, Wu Tian walked directly there and saw that its gates were open. Though it wasn’t a restaurant, a line of people had formed outside—all of them physicians.

Wu Tian approached and heard the physicians whispering among themselves.

"I hear the Azure Empire is about to attack. We can’t afford to be without General Ling Tian."

"Indeed."

"If we can cure General Ling Tian, our futures will be set!" another physician chimed in, his eyes burning with greed. "With him as our backer, we could open a clinic anywhere and make a fortune." He was clearly indifferent to the national situation, caring only for his own interests.

Wu Tian’s brow furrowed slightly. He stood to the side, not understanding what these physicians were doing here. Could it be that General Ling Tian has an unhealed injury? Or perhaps an untreated illness?

Just as he was wondering about this, something suddenly stirred in his mind. The Investiture of the Gods, which he kept in the Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House, reacted once again!

"Name: Ling Tian."

"Cultivation: Third Rank of the Heavenly King Realm."

"Suitable Legacy: Han Zhongli."

"Life Story: Enlisted at age seven and has accumulated countless military achievements. He recently began to gain weight suddenly. Despite skipping lunch, eating small meals, and rarely consuming meat, he remains troubled by this issue."

Now Wu Tian understood. It turned out these physicians were here to treat General Ling Tian’s obesity.

Is obesity even considered a disease? Wu Tian thought for a moment and realized why Ling Tian had gained weight. He, too, had a destiny; being suitable for the legacy of Han Zhongli meant his physique was bound to change accordingly. It was all fated.

This made Wu Tian laugh aloud. "It’s good to be fat! Excellent, in fact!"

His loud voice startled everyone around. They all knew of Wu Tian and wondered what was wrong with him. Why would he say such a thing? To claim it was good for General Ling Tian to be fat... Did he hold some grudge against the general?