Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

The Big Snail and Sea Snake left the judges’ panel and went over to the little one. Seeing this, Luo Tian, Si’er, and Su Peng also rose from their seats and went down to inspect her Formation Pattern.

The Formation Pattern was on the little one’s adorable little feet. Because of her Divine Beast blood, the pattern could become invisible, unlike the tattoo-like markings others had on their bodies. But the little one knew this was not the time to conceal it, so she let the Formation Pattern remain visible.

Luo Tian and the others carefully admired the Formation Pattern on the little one’s feet. The pattern was incredibly ornate, and a single glance brought a sense of reassurance.

"Use it," the Big Snail said. He hoped to find fault, to nitpick even the smallest flaw.

"Oh," the little one responded lazily. She treated others exactly how they treated her. Despite her young age, the little one was fully aware of how the Big Snail and the others regarded her.

She stomped her foot on the ground. The Formation Pattern surged, appearing in the ground beneath her, and immediately, the surrounding space became secure.

"It’s a success. The function of this Formation Pattern hasn’t weakened at all," Si’er said with a smile, congratulating the little one. "The championship is yours this time. Impressive!"

"To craft the Immovable Mountain King Formation so quickly at such a young age... the championship certainly belongs to you," Luo Tian also praised.

"Thank you for your compliments. I’ll keep doing my best," the little one replied with a slight smile. She was confident, but she was also aware of her limitations. She knew she couldn’t have completed the Immovable Mountain King Formation on her own. This meant she wasn’t truly a Seventh Grade Formation Master. It was all her parents’ doing. If it were up to her alone, there was no way she could have won.

The other competitors were left with complex feelings. They had actually lost to a child.

I lost? No! Didn’t Father say this would be rigged? Su Kai stared intently at the little one, unwilling to accept defeat at the hands of a child. As he recalled what his father, Su Peng, had said, a flicker of hope reignited within him.

Sure enough, after the Big Snail inspected the little one’s Formation Pattern, he suddenly said, "No. You cannot be the champion. I’m sorry, but this honor does not belong to you."

Luo Tian, Si’er, and Qin Yuhan were all startled.

"Why?" Her newfound joy was instantly doused with cold water. The little one grew unhappy, wondering what could possibly be wrong with her Formation Pattern.

The Big Snail and the Sea Snake exchanged a knowing glance, having seemingly anticipated her reaction. They both smiled.

"Character! Besides skill in Formations, an Array Master must also possess good moral standing," the Sea Snake said.

The Big Snail nodded and chuckled. "However, little one, you have talent but lack virtue. How can such a person be the champion?"

Since they couldn’t find any flaws in the Formation Pattern, they would find fault with her character instead.

The Big Snail and the Sea Snake were doing this entirely for their own sons, the Little Snail and the Mountain Snake. But Su Peng and Su Kai were unaware of this. They still believed the Big Snail and the Sea Snake were their friends and that their actions were for their benefit.

Su Peng was moved. "I was intimidated by Wu Tian and didn’t dare to speak, but for you to stand up for my son and me like this... it truly makes me..." He gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and added, "Indeed! It’s a matter of moral character. She is not fit to bear the glory of the champion."

Of the five judges, three now believed the little one’s character was problematic. In that case, the championship truly did not belong to her.

Si’er and Luo Tian frowned deeply. Si’er had always treated the little one like a younger sister and now shouted, "Hey! On what grounds do you claim her character is unsuitable?"

"Didn’t you hear how she responded to me? With nothing but an indifferent ’oh.’ You have to understand, today my role is that of a judge, and I am also her senior in the study of Formations. Yet she spoke to me in such a manner! It shows her nature is arrogant and impolite, completely lacking respect for her elders and betters. If such a person becomes the champion, and all the Array Masters in the Three Realms begin to emulate her, what will become of us?" the Big Snail roared, his voice booming with a force that made it seem as if reason was truly on his side.

The Sea Snake added, "In the rest area, a man named Zhang Tie was beaten to within an inch of his life, and she was the one who did it. To be so heavy-handed with her own subordinate at such a young age shows her cruelty and lack of benevolence. A defeated king loses his River and Mountains. And she, heh... shall lose the championship."

Si’er’s and Luo Tian’s expressions turned grim. What a joke. How can they just decide the little one’s character is flawed like this? Aren’t they going to investigate properly?

Si’er looked at the little one and asked, "Why did you hit Zhang Tie? And why did you speak to the Big Snail like that?"

The little one felt wronged. She wanted to explain, but the Big Snail interrupted her. "The reason doesn’t matter. The fact is that her character is poor."

"Exactly. Ask her? What if she lies?" the Sea Snake chimed in.

The little one was terribly wronged. Her little head drooped, and she wanted to cry, but she held back her tears.

Wu Tian could not watch any longer and stepped forward.

"Mr. Wu Tian, you are powerful and formidable, having even killed Law Enforcers," the Big Snail proclaimed. "But this is an Array Master competition, which demands fairness and justice. Are you planning to use your power to pressure us into giving the championship to your daughter? That’s impossible!"

"Right, impossible!" the Sea Snake added. "Power cannot suppress justice. We are men who cannot be swayed by wealth, moved by poverty, or bent by might."

Facing Wu Tian, the two repeatedly spouted words of righteousness and justice, demanding that he be fair. They wanted to make it clear that his power could not make them alter their "fair" final judgment.

"You have the nerve to speak of righteousness and justice?" Wu Tian laughed.

He continued walking toward the Big Snail and the Sea Snake.

Seeing this, the audience erupted into discussion. Was Wu Tian really going to make a move right here? The Array Master tournament itself no longer mattered; the scene unfolding before them was far more interesting.

"Mr. Wu Tian, you should think carefully. This is the competition venue," the Big Snail said, relying on the location for protection.

"That’s right," the Sea Snake added. "This is no place to resolve personal grudges. Besides, your daughter has already been eliminated. If you make a move now, what will people think? They’ll assume that because your daughter couldn’t win the championship, you’re using your fists to force us."

"You think just because this is a friendly competition for Array Masters, I wouldn’t dare to make a move? You think I care what other people think? I can only tell you that you are sorely mistaken," Wu Tian said calmly. He raised his fist, unleashing a technique from the Five Directions Fist—the White Emperor’s Clarity Fist.

As he punched, a strange power burst forth from his fist.