Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy-Chapter 265 - 267 Wu Fa Wu Tian

Gazing at the Sword Emperor’s lonely figure, the two girls’ eyes filled with admiration. They constantly heard their grandfather speak of the Sword Emperor, hailing him as the strongest man in the Dragon Country, first among the Seven Saints of Dragon Country and a living legend of the Martial Arts World.

In their imagination, the Sword Emperor was just as the rumors described: the standard-bearer of the Righteous Path. But to their surprise, upon hearing the Sword Attendant’s words, the Sword Emperor’s tone grew angry as he cursed, "Cui Tan? That good-for-nothing. He can’t even do one thing right. So why bring his granddaughters to see me? What does he want?"

The two girls were stunned. In the stories they were told, the Sword Emperor was supposed to be a gentle person, the leader of the Righteous Path. He was said to speak softly, his every word brimming with righteous dignity, nothing like this at all. The image they held in their minds began to crumble.

"Cui Tan hopes they can become your Sword Attendants and serve you."

Hearing this, the Sword Emperor gave a slight smile. Indeed, many women wished to become his Sword Attendants and serve him. The Boling Cui Clan had done well, presenting him with tribute year after year. However, one failure meant he had no more use for them.

The Sword Emperor didn’t look at the two girls. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the vast sea before him and said, "I own a number of restaurants. Send them there. Room and board will be provided, with a monthly salary of 2,500. Little girls, you must learn to be independent and self-reliant."

The young girls were taken aback. This was not what their grandfather had told them. Their grandfather had said the Boling Cui Clan had always been loyal to the Sword Emperor, offering annual tributes of over 100 million. He said the Sword Emperor would help them rebuild the Boling Cui Clan. How had it come to this?

The Sword Attendant noticed the change in the girls’ expressions and said, "You must understand the Lord Sword Emperor. He is doing this for your own good, to nurture your ability to be self-sufficient."

Is that really so?

The two girls were young, but not foolish. Now that the Boling Cui Clan was gone, they were nothing but burdens. What could they do now? Their only option was to work in one of the Sword Emperor’s restaurants; there was no other path for them.

The two girls were led away as other Sword Attendants arrived.

"Lord Sword Emperor, Cui Tan is dead. Are you angry?"

"No, no, no, not at all," the Sword Emperor said, shaking his head. "I just didn’t expect that Wu Tian actually had a few tricks up his sleeve, enough to wipe out the Boling Cui Clan."

"So, what should we do about him now? Should we just ignore him?" the Sword Attendant asked.

After a moment of contemplation, the Sword Emperor said, "My most urgent matter right now is to find the Three Swords of Kong Zhou and conserve my strength for the upcoming battle with the Sword Saint of Fusang. As for Wu Tian... go tell my sworn brothers that if any of them are interested, they can pay him a visit. Hmm... just say that this Wu Tian is savage by nature and seeks to dominate the South. The Boling Cui Clan refused to submit and was brutally slaughtered, its entire clan annihilated."

The Sword Attendant was startled. Could this possibly make several of the Saints act together? If several Saints went after Wu Tian, how could he possibly survive?

"Is a mere nobody like Wu Tian worth all this?" the Sword Attendant wondered, astonished.

The Seven Saints of Dragon Country had never acted together against a single person before. But if the Sword Emperor’s words were passed on, those Saints would likely attack Wu Tian in unison.

This was an absolute death sentence!

"Although this tactic is overkill, it doesn’t matter. I want him dead." The Sword Emperor’s gaze glinted with killing intent. He had no deep-seated grudge against Wu Tian to begin with; Murong Ziqi was merely a toy. The Sword Emperor wanted Wu Tian dead for one simple reason: he was displeased.

A single moment of displeasure had once led him to slaughter a village. Such was the Sword Emperor’s style. Of course, having a just cause was important. The Sword Emperor valued his reputation. The fame of "One sword drawn, ten thousand swords submit" could not be tarnished.

「At the same time」 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

A Wuling Hongguang van was heading toward Yang City. Inside sat a middle-aged man with a resolute face and firm eyes. A single glance was enough to give the impression of a king among beasts. He held a stack of documents in his hands—the files on two people: Wu Tian and Murong Yezi.

The middle-aged man’s expression was typically impassive, but as he looked at these files, his gaze wavered.

"Are you still thinking about that woman and child?" asked a beautiful middle-aged woman sitting beside him. Her tone was a mixture of worry, concern, and tension.

Hearing her, the man’s brow furrowed for a moment before he forced a smile. "Don’t worry, I won’t go looking for them. My family is just you and Yue." With that, he set the documents aside.

Yue was his and this woman’s daughter, a quiet and gentle girl. She wasn’t particularly outstanding, so it was easy to overlook her. Though she was beautiful, she drew little attention because she rarely left the house.

The beautiful middle-aged woman, Wang Cai, sighed. "Actually, I think you should bring the mother and son back. Otherwise, the Horizontal Faction will one day fall into your cousin’s hands."

Ghost Valley was divided into Vertical and Horizontal Factions. The Horizontal Faction was currently managed by the Wu Family. But who was to inherit it? Besides this man, Wu Fa, there was also his cousin, Wu Dao. And Wu Dao had a son, Wu Wo. He began walking just a few days after birth, could recite ancient poetry at three, and had mastered the elementary school curriculum by four. At the age of six, he was admitted to a top-tier foreign university. Wu Wo was, without a doubt, the epitome of a modern-day genius. Every year, his accomplishments were dazzling. It was because of him that Wu Yue rarely left the house, seemingly studying diligently, pushing herself to catch up to Wu Wo.

Wang Cai picked up the file. Looking at Wu Tian’s information, her beautiful eyes sparkled. "He is your son, after all, and he seems no less capable than Wu Wo. You could acknowledge him and have him compete against Wu Wo."

"No, I can’t," Wu Fa refused immediately. "He is not a tool. Besides, are you truly not bothered at all by his and his mother’s existence?"

At his words, Wang Cai’s expression suddenly dimmed. "What good would it do if I was? You know about my body..."

"No, I will find the Divine Doctor to save you!" Wu Fa’s tone turned urgent, his eyes brimming with desperation. "I’ve heard there is a Divine Doctor in Yang City. I will find him and have him cure you."

Wang Cai nodded.

She and her husband had an arranged marriage, but before they were even wed, he already had another family. Their union was a merger between two powerful forces, a bond they were both compelled to accept. Yet, affection grew over time, and Wang Cai fell in love with Wu Fa. She was originally believed to be infertile due to a congenital illness; giving birth would cause her intense heart pain that grew worse day by day. Despite this, she insisted on bearing Wu Fa a daughter because she knew how much he wanted one.

This time, she had come to Yang City not only to find the Divine Doctor but also to see for herself what kind of woman it was who had held a place in her husband’s heart for so long.