Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 742

Chapter 742: Chapter 745 Nezha’s Legacy [3rd Update]

Si Lin might not even have been aware of the Martial Path’s existence. In his eyes, as long as he had a weapon in hand, there was no way he would lose to someone unarmed.

"Not interested," Wu Tian said, shaking his head slightly. To him, Si Lin didn’t even qualify as an ant.

Just as Si Lin raised his carrying pole to strike, Wu Tian let out a soft hum.

Instantly, ripples spread through the air, carrying a concussive force.

"No!" Si Lin felt as if something had slammed into him, and he howled as his entire body was sent flying backward.

BOOM.

His body smashed against a wall by the roadside, the impact shattering his bones and causing him to vomit blood.

"Waaah... It hurts..."

Si Lin was a lazy man who couldn’t stand hardship; otherwise, he wouldn’t have stayed in this village his whole life. Now, the sheer pain made him burst into tears.

"How pathetic," Wu Tian said, shaking his head.

"If that’s what being an adult is like, I’d rather never grow up," the little one sighed. To her, he was the most pathetic adult she had ever seen.

The elderly villagers gathered around him in concern.

"Are you alright?"

"Oh, my dear grandson."

"Our sweet boy."

Si Lin just kept wailing, trying to convince himself that Wu Tian had only won because he was bullying someone weaker. "Grandpa, Grandma, you have to get revenge for me!" he cried out like a spoiled child.

"Of course."

"Don’t worry, our dear grandson."

The village elders then turned to glare at Wu Tian with hostility.

"I am Wu Tian, the sole sovereign of the Xiuyuan Realm, the Artifact Domain, and the Domain of Myriad Demons. I will order the establishment of nursing homes across the land. You will be able to move to the cities, and you will have the chance to see your real children and grandchildren..."

Upon hearing this, the villagers’ bodies shivered, and they couldn’t help but tremble. Wu Tian’s words were enough to pull them out of the fantasy they had been living. They no longer wanted to deceive themselves. Si Lin wasn’t their real relative; their hearts were truly with their own descendants far away in the city.

"You... you’re not going to care for me anymore? Grandpa? Grandma?" Si Lin panicked when he saw their reaction and began to wail even louder.

If he lost the doting affection of these elders, how could he possibly survive in the village? Who would fetch water for him to wash his face? When he craved something delicious, who would go through all the trouble to cook it for him? When he occasionally wanted some fancy item from outside the village, who would go and get it for him?

Si Lin cried out, "Grandpa, Grandma, don’t you love me anymore?"

The elderly villagers frowned slightly. Since they had the chance to reunite with their real families, then Si Lin... well, he should learn to stand on his own two feet. After all, they weren’t his actual elders.

"Si Lin, from now on, you need to learn to be independent."

"Stop crying. You’re twenty-nine this year."

"Work harder. You need to learn to take care of yourself."

Their words were clearly a farewell.

"No!"

Si Lin felt his world collapse around him. He let out a piercing scream and fainted.

The little one in Wu Tian’s arms watched this scene, completely speechless.

Are there really adults this pathetic? A deadbeat? A deadbeat? Hehe, I finally get it. He’s the deadbeat of all deadbeats.

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