Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 591

Chapter 591: Chapter 592: Martial Soul [Third Release, Please Subscribe]

"What are you trying to say?" City Lord Guang furrowed his brows, a sense of ominous premonition washing over him.

As expected, Elder Ming whispered, "Your Guang Family’s succession is ironclad. Unless you commit treason against the nation, you are all considered innocent." After a pause, he added, "If you get too close to certain people, you will lose the Emperor’s favor! You must stay away!"

City Lord Guang’s expression turned instantly frigid, as if spring had given way to the dead of winter. He chuckled coldly. "I understand. But I know what to do. Elder Ming, please leave."

"You..."

Elder Ming felt that City Lord Guang had lost his mind. How could a man who had always been so astute suddenly become so unreasonable?

"Hmph!" Disgusted by what he saw, Elder Ming stormed off with a flick of his sleeves.

A short while later, Wu Tian placed a historical record back on the shelf. "Alright," he said.

He now understood the major events of the past ten thousand years. His Heavenless Immortal Domain had been destroyed, and its destroyers had used it as a foundation to establish the Endless Divine Realm. Wu Tian was quite curious to see who had been so audacious.

"Are you really finished? Have you memorized it all?" City Lord Guang finally couldn’t help but ask. Even with a photographic memory, it’s impossible to retain so much information so quickly, isn’t it?

"Yes, I’ve memorized it," Wu Tian said with a smile before turning to leave.

City Lord Guang hurried after him.

Just before exiting the Library, Wu Tian paused. Without turning to look at Elder Ming, he stated coldly, "Be careful, or you’ll die."

His figure flickered, and he was gone from the Library, with City Lord Guang following close behind.

"How arrogant... How utterly arrogant..." Elder Ming was livid. Not even King Xiuyuan had ever spoken to him that way. This sudden surge of anger left him breathless, his face draining of all color. He cried out immediately, "Imperial Physician! Call the Imperial Physician! Quickly!"

PFFT!

He sprayed a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

「Back at Duke Guang’s Mansion」

Wu Tian immediately began instructing City Lord Guang on how to cultivate the "Mountain and Sea Slash." His guidance was incredibly detailed. When he spoke, there were no grand miracles like golden lotuses blooming from the earth, but every sentence was simple and easy to understand. City Lord Guang found his previous points of confusion clearing up one by one, leading to one epiphany after another. He’s truly worthy of being the Wutian Celestial Emperor’s successor, the City Lord marveled to himself.

After instructing the City Lord and seeing that it was still early, Wu Tian returned to his room. While teaching, a crucial point had occurred to him.

A sect, a power... how could it possibly lack a fundamental cultivation technique? Wouldn’t that be a joke?

Wu Tian closed his eyes, sinking deep into thought. Gradually, two words flashed through his mind: Martial Spirit!

In the current Immortal Emperor Realm, the Beast Clan was running rampant, but few were willing to fight them. The weak were no match for them, and the strong claimed to be too busy, leaving the common people to suffer. The Martial Spirit cultivation method Wu Tian envisioned could change this entire phenomenon. However, it was not something that could be created overnight. For example, what level of beast should be hunted for the first Realm? And what about the Second Realm? These were all things Wu Tian needed to consider carefully.

Wu Tian stepped outside to look for Qin Yuhan and the others, but they were still asleep. Qin Yuhan was sleeping like an adorable piglet—beauty sleep, perhaps. Hong Ji and Lan Niang had gone to water the flowers. The Meat-and-Wine Monk had gone out begging for food at the crack of dawn. Normally, when a monk seeks sustenance, it’s called asking for alms. This monk, however, insisted on begging like a common vagrant. City Lord Guang had told him there was plenty of food at the mansion, but the monk insisted on going out, saying it had become a habit.

Deciding he couldn’t bear to be cooped up any longer, Wu Tian prepared to go out himself. He knew that leaving would inevitably lead to trouble. With his face, everyone in the Royal City probably now knew who had killed the Regent King and the King’s Teacher’s chief subordinate. If he went out, he would likely be mobbed—some grateful for him killing the Regent King, others hating him for slaughtering the King’s Teacher’s subordinate.

But Wu Tian had a plan. He thought of the 72 Transformations. With a slight shimmer, he transformed into War God Ye, the arrogant and prideful third prince from the neighboring country.

Seriously? People of the highest caliber? Outstanding virtue? Wu Tian almost gagged.

’War God Ye’ nearly spat. Those disciples from the Heavenly Sword Sect all had their noses in the air. A single glance told you they were no good.

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