Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

The little one looked at Zhang Tie with amusement. "Are you sure every word you’ve said is true and that you’re willing to take responsibility for it?"

"Of course," Zhang Tie sneered. "I’m an adult, not like an underage child like you."

He targeted every word at the little one.

Yang Ziwei looked at the little one respectfully and said, "President, an adult shouldn’t stoop to a child’s level."

The little one clenched her teeth and was about to agree with Yang Ziwei when Zhang Tie laughed. "President Yang, you must have misspoken, right? An adult shouldn’t stoop to a child’s level? *I* am the adult, and *she* is the child."

"I was going to let it slide, but I didn’t expect you to be so intent on dying," the little one muttered. "Do you take me for a harmless kitten just because I haven’t shown my claws?"

Her small fists clenched tightly, ready to strike.

"Is the little girl getting angry? Hahahaha, how amusing." Zhang Tie chuckled and leaned in, taunting, "Kid, you want to hit me? Go on, give it a try. Hit me! Go on, hit me if you have the guts. What’s wrong? You don’t dare, do you?"

I’ve rarely seen someone so eager to die, the little one thought. Since you’re asking me to hit you, how could I refuse?

"Hit me," Zhang Tie continued his taunts. "Kid, this face of mine isn’t so easy to hit. I’m begging you to try. Do you dare—"

Suddenly, the little one’s right fist shot out. The power of the Wind and Cloud Overbearing Scripture surged through her meridians as her fist smashed straight into Zhang Tie’s face.

She actually dares to hit me? Zhang Tie was startled and tried to dodge, but he was too slow.

"AHHH!"

A scream tore through the air. At the same moment, with a muffled BANG, the entire lounge shook.

A glance revealed Zhang Tie completely embedded in the wall, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading out from the point of impact. It was impossible to tell if he was dead or alive. His face was grotesquely swollen, and wisps of acrid smoke were still sizzling from it.

Seeing this, the other eight people felt their bodies go limp with fear. That punch was terrifying; it was unimaginable that a child could deliver such a blow. They were also relieved they hadn’t been as foolhardy as Zhang Tie. In their hearts, they silently mourned for him.

"PHEW..." The little one retracted her fist and blew on her knuckles, dispersing the lingering smoke. She looked at the other eight people and said, "I’m the president. Does anyone have any objections? Speak up. We can discuss it."

With a single punch, she had intimidated everyone, rendering the atmosphere in the lounge utterly silent. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Dominating! Utterly dominating! No one had expected the little one to be so domineering.

"N-No objections."

"Right... We have no objections."

They swallowed hard and nodded incessantly. Who would dare to object now? They certainly didn’t want to end up like Zhang Tie.

Seeing this, the little one flashed a cute smile. She now looked like a well-behaved baby, a stark contrast to the formidable girl who had just thrown that punch. It was as if they were two different people.

Wu Tian chuckled at the sight.

Qin Yuhan said in frustration, "She’s more like you now."

Hearing the complaint in her tone, Wu Tian replied, just as frustrated, "Is there something wrong with her being like me?"

Qin Yuhan just gave him a look. "Figure it out for yourself."

Wu Tian was left speechless.

A short while later, their time was up.

The little one said, "I just need my dad and mom. That’s all."

"Is that alright? Won’t you be short-handed?" Yang Ziwei asked with concern.

The little one looked at Wu Tian, clearly expecting her father to speak.

Wu Tian smiled. "Don’t worry. I can do the work of three."

Yang Ziwei nodded. And so, Yang Ziwei led his four team members while the little one, along with Wu Tian and Qin Yuhan, headed out to the venue.

"Isn’t that Wu Tian?"

"The same Wu Tian who killed the Law Enforcers? So brazen and reckless."

"If the Divine Emperor wasn’t so busy with cosmic affairs and had time to notice the dealings of the world, he would have been dead long ago."

"Exactly."

"He might be skilled in combat, but this is the Array Master Guild. Can he really handle this?"

The surrounding audience pointed at Wu Tian, whispering amongst themselves. Most of them didn’t believe that someone with his talent in the Martial Path could also have any proficiency in the Dao of Formations.

Their words were quiet, but Wu Tian heard every syllable loud and clear, leaving him speechless. There are just too many frogs in the well. They assume that because they can’t do something, no one else can either. What a flawed way of thinking.

The chairman and vice-chairman of the Domain of Myriad Demons’ branch of the Array Master Guild had arrived. Of course, so had Zhao Tian, chairman of the Artifact Domain’s branch, along with its vice-chairman, Su Kai.

At the same time, the five judges were also in place. They were Luo Tian and Zhao Peng, the former chairman and vice-chairman of the Artifact Domain’s branch of the Array Master Guild; Si’er, the Overlord Queen of Xiuyuan Realm; and from the Domain of Myriad Demons’ branch, the former chairman Big Snail and former vice-chairman Sea Snake.

The little one hadn’t expected to see Si’er among the judges and called out, "Sister Si’er!"

Si’er smiled and descended from the judges’ panel. She touched the little one’s smooth, supple cheeks and said, "Little sister, you must work hard. But let me be clear, I am impartial. If your Formation isn’t good, I won’t be able to help you."

"Hmph! I don’t need your help," the little one pouted. "I’ll win with my own strength."

On the other side, at the judges’ panel, Zhao Peng exchanged a meaningful look with Big Snail and Sea Snake. He then glanced toward his son, Su Kai, who was on the field. His gaze seemed to say, You see? Even Queen Si’er from Xiuyuan Realm wants to cheat. That’s just how the world is. But your father acted first; I’ve already bribed Big Snail and Sea Snake.

He finished with a reassuring look. Son, relax. The championship is yours.

Su Kai grit his teeth. Since everyone else is planning to cheat, then no one can blame me for doing the same.

He shot a provocative look at the little one. He had no intention of losing to Zhao Tian today, let alone to a child. Su Kai glared at the little one, his gaze seeming to say, "You’re just here for show. Victory belongs to me."

The little one met his gaze and returned it with a provocative glare of her own, as if to say, "I’m the one who’s going to win."

At that moment, Luo Tian, the most senior of the judges, stood up. "Alright," he announced, "I hereby declare the competition has begun! First, we judges will inspect your prepared materials—your Formation Pens, ink, and so on—to ensure they meet the required standards."

The audience erupted with excitement upon hearing the announcement. They were also curious about what types of pens and ink the chairmen and vice-chairmen of the three guilds had prepared. After all, while an Array Master’s personal skill is crucial to Refine a good Formation, the tools they use are also of the utmost importance.

"Let us first inspect the pen and ink to be used by Chairman Little Snail and Vice-Chairman Mountain Snake, representing the Domain of Myriad Demons’ branch of the Array Master Guild," Luo Tian announced.

At Luo Tian’s words, Little Snail and Mountain Snake signaled their team members to present their materials.

The audience gasped in amazement. It was immediately clear that the pens and ink prepared by Little Snail and Mountain Snake were extraordinary.