Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 592

Chapter 592: Chapter 593: You Have a Bloody Disaster [4th Update, Subscribe Requested]

"How could you..."

The Great Elder felt a sharp pain in his chest as the punch struck him right over his heart—an incredibly ruthless blow. Why is this "War God Ye" picking a fight with me? Weren’t we just having a pleasant conversation? I even thought we could become friends. Why did we suddenly start fighting? Is there no sense of rules anymore? No morality? You’re a Prince, for crying out loud! I didn’t even offend you; you can’t just attack people out of nowhere!

"War God Ye" had only thrown a single punch, and for a moment, the Great Elder seemed to be alive. But the next moment would be a different story. Wu Tian had used the "Seven Steps Death-Defying Fist," the royal secret art of the neighboring country. He had never seen it before but had read a description of the Fist Technique in the Library. With his Formless Starry Sky Scripture, simulating such a simple technique was instantaneous.

"Heh heh. Now that my fist has struck you, your death is certain." With that, "War God Ye" leisurely descended the stairs and left, leaving the attendants downstairs baffled as to what had just transpired.

Inside the room, the Great Elder tried to get up and call for help. He took seven steps, and then his heart shattered.

"AH!" he screamed in agony, instantly falling to the ground. But he knew he couldn’t die just yet. He struggled to hold onto his last breath, waiting for someone from the Sect to arrive so he could deliver his final words. The Sect must avenge me! They must kill that shameless "War God Ye"!

After leaving the restaurant, "War God Ye" slipped into a small alley and reverted to his original form. He then bought some food and returned to Duke Guang’s Mansion.

It was Wu Tian’s first time using the 72 Transformations, and he found it quite effective. Of course, the technique wasn’t without its flaws. In mythology, the 72 Transformations had been seen through by Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye and was vulnerable to things like the Demon-Revealing Mirror and Buddha Light. In the Immortal Emperor Realm, it similarly couldn’t escape an Immortal Emperor’s divine radiance. People with special ocular abilities, like those with double pupils or the Overlord’s eyes, could also see through the disguise. But such beings were rare. Besides the 72 Transformations, I need to learn other things as well, Wu Tian thought to himself as he walked back.

"Dad! Dad! Tell me, where did you go?" The little one had finished her cultivation and had been looking for him. Seeing him finally return, she pouted. "Why didn’t you take me with you? Do you think I’m not capable? That I might run into danger because I’m not invincible here? Are you looking down on me?"

Wu Tian looked at the little girl for a long moment before replying, "Yes."

The little one was not pleased at all. Dad, do you have any emotional intelligence? Was that the answer I wanted? Any normal person would know how to respond to my question! A normal person would’ve said, ’No, you’re very powerful!’ or ’No, I don’t think you’re a burden.’ Women, and girls are no exception, love to hear sweet words.

"I bought some snacks. Come and eat."

"No! I don’t have an appetite," she huffed, crossing her arms and leaving with a defiant swagger.

Being a doting dad isn’t easy, Wu Tian thought with a sigh of helplessness. Even the strongest of men are no different from ordinary people in front of their children; they are equally powerless. With no other choice, Wu Tian went to see Qin Yuhan alone, reminding her to eat her breakfast before heading to the backyard.

The wine-and-meat Monk, who was supposed to go out and beg for alms but insisted he didn’t know how, was already there. Hong Ji and Lan Niang were nearby, watering the flowers.

"Sect Leader, you’re here! I have something to tell you," Dao Feng said. His personality was simply that of a coward who feared death. Wu Tian had scared him witless the previous night, but today he had already forgotten his fear and was back to his usual boastful self. "Something’s happened to my uncle, and I need to go back for the funeral. I must leave this place, Sect Leader."

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