Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

The Little Phoenix was unwilling to give in. She continued to fight hard, abandoning her usual ladylike demeanor. Meanwhile, the Little Kirin considered the fish its prey. The evil fish, however, refused to be eaten by a dog and a pug. It was destined to become a great overlord one day and couldn’t possibly die young.

An hour later, the battle was still ongoing. Wu Tian and the little girl came downstairs together after washing up, and only then did the Little Kirin and the Little Phoenix finally calm down.

The little girl walked up to them and said sternly, "Attention!"

The Little Phoenix landed and stood properly beside the Little Kirin. It seemed that whenever she had time at home, the little girl would train them.

"At ease! Eyes front!" Following the little one’s command, the Little Kirin and the Little Phoenix performed the movements convincingly.

"Left turn! Right turn!" the little girl commanded, and both the Little Kirin and the Little Phoenix immediately did as she instructed.

The little girl nodded with satisfaction. After a moment’s thought, she said, "I’ve decided to give you names today. You should know, a name is one of the most important things in life. Don’t you agree?"

The Little Kirin and the Little Phoenix nodded earnestly. They, too, knew of their extraordinary futures, where becoming kings and ruling supreme would be easy. A name was truly important.

The Little Kirin and the Little Phoenix looked intently at the little girl. They hoped she would think hard and give them good names.

As if to grant their wish, the little one pondered for a while before announcing seriously, "I’ve already thought of your names."

The Little Kirin and the Little Phoenix nodded, falling silent. They stilled themselves, ready to memorize their powerful and beautiful new names.

"You..." the little one said, pointing at the Little Kirin. "Your surname will be Wang, and your given name, Xiao Huang!"

The Little Kirin was dumbfounded. "..."

"As for you, I’ve picked a very nice name for you." The little one’s finger shifted, pointing at the Little Phoenix. "From now on, your surname will be Bai!"

Bai? The Little Phoenix was quite pleased with this surname. It’s much better than that stupid dog’s surname.

"Your name will be Bai Chibang."

However, what the little one said next completely devastated the Little Phoenix.

In the washbasin, the evil fish had also heard the little one’s voice. It tried to hold back, but finally couldn’t stop itself from cackling. "KEKEKEKE!"

"Oh, right! I almost forgot about you," the little one said, noticing the fish. She couldn’t neglect it. "I’ll give you a name, too."

The evil fish was speechless.

If I were human, I would definitely understand the saying ’getting shot even while lying down’!

The little one announced, "Your surname will be Fish, and your name, Scoundrel."

The evil fish in the washbasin once again lost the will to live.

The little one, however, thought she’d done a great job with the names. She happily ran off to the living room to practice her morning singing exercises.

Meanwhile, the Little Kirin and the Little Phoenix remained frozen in place. In the basin, the evil fish stopped swimming, completely morose.

We all know our own potential. But if we become famous with names like these, we can just imagine how many other beasts will laugh their heads off!

Seeing their dismal state, Wu Tian inexplicably felt the urge to laugh. Their aggrieved expressions were more comical than Mr. Bean’s.

"COUGH, COUGH." Clearing his throat, Wu Tian told them, "Don’t worry. Xiao Huang, Chibang, Scoundrel—these are just your nicknames. We’ll decide on your formal names later."

Dad is the best!

The expressions of the Little Kirin, the Little Phoenix, and the evil fish in the basin brightened considerably, and they all nodded.

「At the same time, in Fusang, at the Devotion National Shrine.」

The Chief Minister had been discussing matters all night with the leading Onmyoji, Anbei Qingyang. Ultimately, they had to admit it was simply too difficult for Fusang to take control of the Dragon Country.

The Chief Minister’s shoulders slumped in defeat. My grand ambitions of conquest... Are they really all for nothing?

Just as he was about to leave the Devotion National Shrine, Anbei Qingyang’s eyes sharpened, glinting as he called out to stop him. "Care to make a bet?"

"A bet? What kind of bet?" the Chief Minister asked.

A bet? Would he be afraid to bet? Every great undertaking involves a gamble. One side is heaven, the other is hell. Even failure can ensure one is remembered for ages, like Hitler. He was defeated, but his infamy was more than enough.

Anbei Qingyang, who had known the Chief Minister would take the bait, pulled out a tablet. It played a video of Wu Tian battling the Sword Emperor, then quickly fast-forwarded to the battle with the Fusang Sword Saint.

"What do you want me to see? I’ve watched his videos many times. Don’t say I didn’t warn you; with his skills, even you would be no match for him," the Chief Minister said gravely.

Our military strength can’t compare to the Dragon Country’s. Even our strongest power in the Martial Arts World can’t match them. What am I supposed to do?

"That’s not the point I want you to focus on," Anbei Qingyang said, not angered by the Chief Minister’s words. The power he currently displayed was indeed not enough to defeat Wu Tian, but the matter at hand was more important. "Haven’t you noticed? Wu Tian’s Method of Cultivation is different from any we know."

"Are you referring to *the* Method of Cultivation?" the Chief Minister guessed solemnly.

Only those from the Underworld possess the Method of Cultivation. If any relics related to Cultivation appear on the surface world, people from the Underworld will retrieve them. All nations have a tacit understanding about this.

"Yes, possibly," Anbei Qingyang nodded, a smile playing on his lips as he revealed his wager. "Wu Tian is very fond of his daughter. I’ve looked into her as well, and she’s no ordinary girl. She must have also practiced the Method of Cultivation. If we could capture his daughter, tell me... would Fusang still lose to the Dragon Country?"

The Chief Minister’s pupils constricted. I, the ruler of the great nation of Fusang, am I really going to stoop to kidnapping? If other nations find out about this, Fusang will become a laughingstock!

As for Wu Tian’s reaction? I’m not worried about that. No matter how strong a single Warrior is, I’ve never heard of one who could stand against an entire nation. What the Chief Minister worried about was how other nations would view Fusang.

"That’s why I said this is a bet!" Anbei Qingyang declared. "We must be covert and flawless so that no one knows it was done by Fusang. If our people are caught, they must be willing to die before revealing any connection to us."

"Don’t worry, I have just the people for the job," Chief Minister Anbei Jinzan said, a thought striking him. "We will capture that little girl. I’m taking this bet!"

If I win this bet, Fusang’s annexation of the Dragon Country will be just around the corner. After that, competing with the United States of America, Arthur Country, and Iron Wolf Country will be well within our reach.

Anbei Qingyang looked at the Chief Minister joyfully and congratulated him in advance, "My Yin-Yang Hexagrams have never been wrong. I have foreseen that after you make this decision, Fusang will step into a new era!"

The Chief Minister nodded, feeling somewhat relieved.

A new era... No matter how you hear it, that sounds like a good thing.

However, neither of the two men had thoroughly considered that the term might also have other meanings.