Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 379

Chapter 379: Chapter 381 The Blessings of Mount Shu [4/10]

"Women are foolish. When a woman falls in love, she becomes an idiot," Dongfang Fengyun said, looking coldly at Qin Yuhan, who he now saw as spouting complete nonsense. "Love has robbed you of your composure. Wu Tian? How could he possibly be my match? The difference between a martial artist and a Cultivator is beyond your imagination. You think he’s invincible just because you like him. Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous."

Dongfang Fengyun laughed. Wu Tian was already heading toward the room. He could hear the footsteps, and it seemed those Five-Star assassins had failed to take Wu Tian’s life. But Dongfang Fengyun never had any hope that those men could kill Wu Tian in the first place—they were just for show. Besides, after Wu Tian dealt with them, his aura would likely be in disarray, making him no match for his son.

That was right. Dongfang Fengyun wanted Wu Tian to lose to his son, Dongfang Jiu, right in front of Qin Yuhan. He wanted Qin Yuhan to see that his son was the truly suitable match.

"Son, he’s about to enter. Are you ready?" Dongfang Fengyun inquired.

"Don’t worry, Dad." Dongfang Jiu clenched his fists. He had long been aware of his father’s plan and was eager to put on a good show for Qin Yuhan. The smile on his lips grew even more triumphant.

Even if he is the Martial Emperor of the surface world, I won’t lose! It’s no contest. One is a martial artist, the other a Cultivator. No matter how skilled you are in martial arts, how could it possibly compare to Cultivation?

"Yuhan, you know, a beauty like you deserves a strong partner. And I am stronger than Wu Tian. Since ancient times, treasures have belonged to the strong. Beauties are no exception."

"Indeed! The strong take what they want. Unfortunately for you, you’re just an ant."

BOOM! The door was kicked off its hinges and sent flying directly toward Dongfang Jiu.

"A petty trick!" Dongfang Jiu smirked, raising his hand in a knife-edge chop. Yuan Energy instantly gathered along the edge of his hand, making it as sharp as a blade. He intended to effortlessly slice the flying door in two, right in front of Qin Yuhan.

Of course, when making a move in front of a beauty, one’s actions had to be elegant to create a good, appealing image. He had already pictured the perfect, graceful posture in his mind. Finally striking a beautiful pose, he brought his hand-chop down on the incoming door.

CRACK!

The moment his hand collided with the door, Dongfang Jiu’s pupils dilated. In the next instant, the sickening crunch of breaking bone echoed through the room.

"AH!" A shrill scream followed. Dongfang Jiu clutched his right hand, tears of pain welling in his eyes. Though he was over three hundred years old, he had never known suffering. Cultivators didn’t even get sick. This was the first time in his memory that he truly understood the meaning of "pain."

"A worthless creature like you dreams of my wife? You’re utterly ignorant," Wu Tian said as he stepped inside. He glanced at Dongfang Jiu before looking away in disdain, feeling embarrassed for the man.

"You’ve finally arrived!" Upon seeing Wu Tian, Qin Yuhan’s beautiful, fair face lit up with excitement and joy.

"Good son-in-law!" Qin Zhengyang couldn’t help but exclaim.

Wu Tian gave a slight nod, walked over to Qin Yuhan, and reached out to gently caress her smooth cheek.

"You..." At a time like this... he’s still stroking my face? Qin Yuhan had not expected such a tender gesture. A shy, crimson blush instantly bloomed across her lovely face.

What damned connection? Wu Tian couldn’t be bothered to respond.

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