Invincible Dad-Chapter 566: Worthy of Me_1

Ruan Lan waved her hands, deciding to bring Qian Xiao and Xu Yiyi along. If she went alone for the ten-million-yuan deal, it would diminish her status, but bringing two guardians would make her look much more impressive. Of course, Ruan Lan was also doing it for her own safety. Although she had been studying formations, she had yet to engage in any real combat. She knew, however, that Yiyi and Qian Xiao had been cultivating for a long time.

Just in case something unexpected happened, these two youngsters would be there to back her up.

What was the most important thing when traversing the martial world? Strength? Connections?

No, no, no. It’s knowing how to feign weakness to ambush a stronger opponent, to prevent others from seeing your hand or figuring out your true abilities. It’s just like playing Go. You think I’m a novice making random moves, but I’m sorry, I’m actually a master among masters. And my niece, Yiyi, along with Qian Xiao, are my trump cards!

That’s me, all right. Ruan Lan couldn’t help but admire her own cleverness.

"I’m not going." Yiyi waved her little fists. "Auntie, we can’t deceive Dad. Yiyi is a good girl and won’t..."

Ruan Lan looked at her niece with a grin. "We’ll split it fifty-fifty."

Qian Xiao counted on his fingers for a long time before whispering, "Big Sister, it seems like we can get five million. Yun Jin has always wanted to buy more game consoles but didn’t have the money."

Xu Yiyi hemmed and hawed for a good while before finally finishing her earlier sentence, "...won’t leave you all alone, Auntie."

"Hehehe." Ruan Lan laughed with pride. There was nothing in this world that money couldn’t solve. If there was, it just meant it wasn’t enough money.

"..."

Su Daiyi and Old Jiang Ba exchanged a glance. For some reason, a feeling of deep apprehension welled up in both of them. But at this point, they could only take a desperate gamble.

"I’m going home to prepare the formations. I’ll need a Starlight Array, a Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, and one for defense too..." Ruan Lan muttered to herself.

...

Deng Xiaoyao, who had been missing for seventy years, had returned.

Like it had grown wings, this news spread to every corner of the Martial Dao World within a single day, causing quite a stir even overseas. More than seventy years ago, when Deng Xiaoyao came of age, he toppled the forbidden Sea City with just a single sword. After being missing for seventy years, how strong would he be upon his return?

No one knew.

But the Martial Dao Association was already frantic because they couldn’t contact the Penglai Sword Pavilion. Among the other major powers—one school, three sects, and eight pavilions—all the major cultivation Sect Gates remained silent, except for the reclusive Yunxiao Sect. Only Bai Yuan, a young woman from the Dao Sect, secretly called Xu Wandao to pass on some inside information she had heard from her master.

"Deng Xiaoyao wants to avenge his grandson. He’s wielding the demon sword, Mojian Wuzheng, which was sealed by the Penglai Sword Pavilion for a thousand years..."

After receiving the news, Xu Wandao rushed toward Sea Temple Island. He had heard from his ancestor, Xu Yanyang, that the Penglai Sword Pavilion was established for the sole purpose of suppressing that very demon sword.

A peerless swordsman wielding a demon sword—his lethality would increase exponentially.

No one knew who leaked the news, but word got out that Deng Xiaoyao of the Penglai Sword Pavilion, emerging after seventy years, was scheduled to fight a mysterious expert on Sea Temple Island. In no time, countless Martial Artists from all over the country rushed over. There were newcomers from the lower three grades and even Grandmasters from the upper three grades. Even five experts from the Divine Gate Realm who had heard the rumors showed up. Two of them were Watchmen who were on their way to Chang’an City. They had come not only to witness this battle but also because they had been ’invited’ by Xu Wandao. As a Ninth Grade Realm cultivator, he simply couldn’t keep a scene of this magnitude under control and needed true masters to maintain order.

"In his youth, Deng Xiaoyao was known as Penglai’s finest swordsman. He could topple Sea City at the age of eighteen. Now, seventy years have passed, and his strength is even more unfathomable."

"Who is his opponent? Why haven’t they appeared yet?"

"I heard it’s a man with the surname Xu, the godson of the senior Flower Fairy."

"Isn’t that just a damn rumor? Don’t let me find out which bastard started it, or I’ll kill him!"

"It’s a rumor, but it’s said that this man named Xu is a reclusive expert. You all know about the incident on Gudu Island a couple of days ago, right?"

"What happened? Tell us the details."

"..."

The Martial Artists who had gathered to watch the ’Decisive Battle at the Forbidden Peak’ grew curious. But the man didn’t elaborate, only saying in a grave tone, "In any case, today’s battle might be the most dazzling event in the Martial Dao in the last three hundred years!"

Amid the skeptical looks of the surrounding Martial Artists, the man whispered to himself in a voice only he could hear, "After all, they’ve both surpassed the Divine Gate."

...

「A storm was brewing over Sea Temple Island.」

Xu Lai was completely unaware of this. He and Ruan Tang had tossed their phones into their storage space and were camping on a mountaintop in the suburbs of East Sea City.

Xu Lai set up the tent while Ruan Tang fumbled with the meat on the grill. They were in the middle of nowhere, with no people or lights for miles around. A gentle breeze swept across the mountaintop. Despite the surrounding darkness, a single floating crystal emitted a soft glow, pushing back the night. Ruan Tang wasn’t afraid at all, because Xu Lai was with her.

SIZZLE...

Soon, the smell of burnt meat filled the air. Ruan Tang sneaked a glance at Xu Lai, then dumped all the meat into a plastic bag designated for trash.

"Xu Lai, do we have more skewers?" she asked, her expression unchanged. "I accidentally dropped them on the ground. I’ll grill some more."

I saw you. You threw them into the plastic bag yourself!

Xu Lai’s expression was complicated, but he didn’t call out his wife’s stubbornness regarding her cooking skills. Instead, he pretended he hadn’t seen anything. "Yeah, sure. I’ll get them for you right now."

Xu Lai quickly finished setting up the tent and handed some skewers to Ruan Tang. She hesitated for a moment before finally giving up.

"Forget it, I’ll just leave it to you," she said, dejected. "Maybe I just don’t have a talent for cooking."

"It’s okay. Try again. Maybe you’ll succeed this time?"

"Hmm."

Ruan Tang was eager to give it another shot. Soon, however, she said helplessly, "Xu Lai, where did you buy this terrible charcoal? The fire went out."

Xu Lai turned his head and saw that the charcoal fire had indeed been extinguished. His expression was no longer just complicated; it was one of utter shock.

This charcoal had quite the origin. Only Dragon Veins that had reached the Immortal Venerable Realm could produce Immortal-grade spirit stones. This charcoal was made from spirit stones that were supposed to become Immortal-grade but had failed in the process. Xu Lai had once discovered by chance that food cooked with this spirit stone charcoal was exceptionally fragrant. Moreover, once lit, not even a Venerable could put it out. It was an essential item for home and travel.

But Ruan Tang, an ordinary person, had actually managed to extinguish it?

"There are probably less than five people on Earth who could put out this fire. Honey, you’re amazing." Xu Lai said in awe, seizing the opportunity. "Honey, you have a great talent for cultivation. How about I teach you tonight?"

"No, thank you," Ruan Tang refused decisively.

Xu Lai didn’t ask why. Ruan Tang, however, sat inside the tent, hugging her legs with her head resting on her shoulder, and mused, "Honey, isn’t it strange that I don’t want to have power?"