Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

The Investiture of the Gods was in turmoil, as the Spiritual Sense of the Ancestor of Blood Refinement entered the Nine Dragon Ring to check the Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House,

only to see on the Investiture of the Gods,

Name: He Qiong,

Cultivation: None,

Suitable inheritance: He Xiangu’s inheritance,

History: Born in an ordinary village, Lotus Flower Village, where the villagers live by cultivating lotuses. On the day she was born, the pond at the front of the village, though out of season, bloomed entirely...

The Ancestor of Blood Refinement felt an unexpected affinity with the Eight Immortals lately.

Speaking of the Eight Immortals,

everyone knows them.

In the mythical world, the Eight Immortals naturally refer to eight individuals: Iron Crutch Li (Li Xuan), Han Zhongli (Zhong Liquan), Old Zhang Guo (Zhang Guo), Lv Dongbin (Lv Yan), He Xiangu (He Qiong), Lan Caihe (Xu Jian), Han Xiangzi, and Imperial Uncle Cao (Cao Jingxiu).

Their most famous story is the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea... each displaying their Divine Skills!

"If there’s anything, just tell me." The Ancestor of Blood Refinement asked,

those whose names are on the Investiture of the Gods,

will always have something extraordinary happening around them.

"To reply to the senior, recently, for unknown reasons, the lotuses I cultivated have been mysteriously bitten." He Qiong said truthfully, "Even if I’m at the lotus pond, some lotuses are still being nibbled, and the culprit is nowhere to be found."

"Did you bring a lotus?" Wu Tian suddenly asked,

"Yes." He Qiong nodded, moving her small hand to take out a lotus from her sleeve,

This lotus was very beautiful, making anyone who saw it feel it was quite lovely.

But amid its beauty, there were bite marks on this lotus.

Wu Tian gazed at these bite marks, lost in thought.

Linking it with the information from the Investiture of the Gods.

The Ancestor of Blood Refinement already knew what was going on.

He Qiong watched the contemplative Ancestor of Blood Refinement and couldn’t help but ask, "Senior, can you see what’s going on?"

"I see it now." The Ancestor of Blood Refinement nodded, examining He Qiong from head to toe, yet seeing that He Qiong was indeed a beauty with fair skin and a good figure,

but precisely because of this, he sighed: "It’s a doomed romance, truly a doomed romance."

"What?" He Qiong’s face changed,

she felt bullied, as if this Ancestor of Blood Refinement was the one bullying her,

even if you are a senior,

you shouldn’t speak like this,

calling it a doomed romance for no reason?

What have I done?

He Qiong thought carefully about herself; the village was poor, leaving behind only old grandpas and grandmas.

There weren’t any young and strong men,

yet the Ancestor of Blood Refinement said she had a doomed romance?

Did it mean something might happen between her and those old grandpas?

Thinking about this made He Qiong unhappy.

On the side, Bo Gu and Meng Tian, who already knew their ancestor was not an ordinary person, didn’t expect him to speak so shockingly.

My ancestor, who in Lotus Flower Village wouldn’t know? Young people are almost none, yet you speak like this to a lady, how should a girl think?

Ruining her reputation like this, even though she’s a girl, she might get furious and end up killing someone.

"Don’t worry." Seeing He Qiong’s agitation, the Ancestor of Blood Refinement shook his head and smiled slightly: "Now let me ask you, are you particularly kind to small animals?"

"Yes, what’s wrong with that?" He Qiong was puzzled: "In the village, there are only old grandpas and grandmas, so I often play with the animals."

She often gives them food, and she has a good relationship with the animals.

"Among those small animals, isn’t there a pangolin that often looks at you, as if it is very reliant on you?"

He Qiong nodded, feeling strange how the senior knew this.

She liked to take care of small animals, and among them was a pangolin.

Strangely, this pangolin, when looking at her, had eyes that seemed very fond and reliant.

She clearly hadn’t trained the pangolin,

but the pangolin was very understanding.

"That’s it." The Ancestor of Blood Refinement smiled slightly, putting his hands behind his back and turning away from He Qiong: "It likes you."

"Likes me?" He Qiong’s face looked strange, thinking that the senior’s ’like’ wasn’t the kind of pet to owner affection, but rather a man’s love for a woman,

"I got it." Meng Tian beside her suddenly thought of something and said: "This pangolin probably already became a spirit, either belonging to the Beast Clan or Monster Race."

"The pangolin hasn’t become a spirit yet." But the Ancestor of Blood Refinement shook his head: "If it had become a spirit, it wouldn’t be the lotuses getting into trouble, but rather you in trouble."

He Qiong felt her head go a bit fuzzy. What kind of situation was this?

She just took more care by the village of small animals,

so the pangolin fell in love with her?

Wanted to claim her?

"This..." However she thought about it, He Qiong felt it odd.

Other girls are taken a fancy to by tyrants or wayward young masters,

and in her case?

She was noticed by a pangolin.

"Your lotus is being bitten by the pangolin because it wants you to spend less time indoors and more time looking at the lotuses outside so that it can see you more often." At this point, the Ancestor of Blood Refinement said in a peculiar tone: "This pangolin truly seems to love you."

"No, no, no." He Qiong was flustered, what true love,

she didn’t want it.

The Ancestor of Blood Refinement looked deeply into He Qiong’s eyes and said, "Unfortunately, this isn’t something you can simply refuse. That pangolin is clinging to you, of the type that won’t let go even if dead."

A woman being liked by a man, naturally she would be happy. But if she’s liked by someone who won’t let go even in death,

that woman would be in tears.

"Will it really... be like that?" He Qiong was frightened, her face turning pale.

Originally, when feeding the animals, she noticed that the pangolin drooled more when looking at her than at the food.

At first, she didn’t think about it emotionally,

it’s just a normal pangolin,

what could it possibly have?

But she never expected it to actually love her?

"I was wrong. Now... now what should I do? Please, senior, guide me?" Hesitant, He Qiong no longer knew what to do.

She was a kind-hearted girl; to kill the pangolin, she couldn’t bring herself to do it,

but if she didn’t kill the pangolin?

What should she do in the future?

He Qiong wasn’t stupid; she knew that a pangolin with human emotions, its cultivation into a spirit was only a matter of time.

"Well... you just need to." Wu Tian was about to say something,

when another servant came in,

"Report to the ancestor, a child has come to the side door of the courtyard, saying they want to settle accounts with you."

"Settle accounts with me?" The Ancestor of Blood Refinement was confused. How could there be a dispute with a child?

He Qiong and the others’ attention were also drawn by this statement.

"That child..." The servant stammered: "The child also said that you are like Chen Shimei, abandoning wife and daughter, wanting to hide a concubine in a Golden House outside. She said... she wants to question you, and if you don’t give her an explanation, she will fight her way in."

The Ancestor of Blood Refinement chuckled bitterly: "..."