Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

"Dad, why are you looking at me like that? I think I taught you right. What kind of person is Sun Wukong?" The little guy’s adorable big eyes began to dream, revealing a look of worship: "Life and death are indifferent, and if you’re not convinced, fight. That’s the true Great Sage Equalling Heaven! As for the Journey to the West, always begging for help everywhere, sigh... What the internet posts say might be true, Sun Wukong was dead long ago, and the monkey on the journey is a fake."

"Come, come, here’s a pen for you, you write." Wu Tian chuckled, thinking that if Mr. Shi were here, he’d definitely be angry enough to say this.

"Hmph." The little guy threw a glance at Wu Tian, hoping Dad would understand.

Wu Tian picked up the little guy with one hand and lifted the little monkey with the other, ready to go eat,

The little guy easily forgave someone,

Qin Yuhan did too, of course, as it should be. But after Ding Xiangjun said those words to Qin Yuhan, Qin Yuhan had been conflicted in his heart,

Am I not good enough for this man?

Hence, while eating, Qin Yuhan didn’t dare look at Wu Tian. Whenever he looked, Qin Yuhan felt restless.

Wu Tian noticed Qin Yuhan’s abnormality but didn’t know what happened, in the end, could only secretly think she was on her period.

Generally, when a girl’s mood is unpredictable, men mostly think it’s because she’s on her period.

After enjoying breakfast, Wu Tian called Si’er: "Since you want to leave with me, what about Xiuyuan Country, do you have any ideas?"

"I want to leave it to my sister." Si’er smiled calmly,

She didn’t care about the throne. Giving it to Yi Ren seemed okay to her.

Wu Tian examined Si’er’s face and saw something, he said: "There’s a poem, ’Where does the face go, peach blossoms still smile at the breeze of spring!’ If one day, you find the person you’re most familiar with becomes the strangest, don’t be sad."

"Sect Leader big brother, what do you mean by this?" Si’er trembled hearing Wu Tian’s serious tone and asked.

Wu Tian wanted to explain but thought better not to.

An immortal, wanting to return to position.

Must go through some events.

In mythological stories, why didn’t those great figures directly eliminate the sources initially, but let the young ones fight, showing up only at critical moments, it’s because of this principle.

Also, only with experiences, comes growth. Whose growth is not accompanied by bumps?

Whose growth is not confused?

Whose growth is not hurt?

Whose growth is not uncomfortable?

Wu Tian could only shake his head and say nothing more.

Si’er had suspicions, but she didn’t believe it.

She and her sister Yi Ren were good sisters, same father and mother, grew up snuggling together.

Moreover, her sister was very kind.

Would she become the one most familiar yet strange?

No matter what, Si’er did not believe it.

Everyone saw Wu Tian quiet and continued to enjoy the breakfast peacefully.

During the meal, Nezha didn’t need to eat; she was just a soul now.

But she wasn’t idle; she watched the little monkey munching on a peach,

in a daze.

Couldn’t imagine Sun Wukong survived using this method.

But unsure, when will Sun Wukong regain consciousness?

Could it be, forever a silly monkey?

After breakfast, Wu Tian smiled slightly, saying: "We should get going."

Dao Feng nodded, the little guy shaking, called out in a childish voice: "Get going? That sounds really unlucky."

Wu Tian and others were amused.

The little one sometimes goes against conventions, stands out.

But her cuteness was unmatched by any child.

Wu Tian and the others set off, heading to the beach,

to teach!

Initially, things should have gone smoothly,

but approaching the beach,

they couldn’t advance anymore,

because there were crowds of people ahead.

Dao Feng spoke for Wu Tian: "Excuse me, can you make a path? This gentleman is Mr. Wu Tian who will give the teaching today."

"Sorry, can’t make way, ask others." A man blocking Wu Tian shook his head.

Si’er frowned: "You’re all here to listen to teachings, right? Today it’s Mr. Wu Tian, why not make way?"

"Don’t ask me, ask others." The man stubbornly held his stance.

Zhou Butong asked others, all with the same refusal to make way.

People further ahead, noticing the situation behind, tried to turn back, but were shouted at: "Don’t look, nothing, wait as you are, we’ll block here."

Those further ahead had to wait, ignoring what happened behind.

Seeing this, even blind, Wu Tian and others realized something was wrong.

Si’er and the others wanted to ask others, can you let us through,

suddenly a scholar sighed and said: "Don’t bother anymore, let me honestly tell you, you have offended someone. None of us will make way, unless you fly over us. But flying over these people’s heads, imagine how many will be angry?"

Offended someone?

Wu Tian was confused,

Who did he offend?

Impossible it was enemies during his time as Wutian Celestial Emperor using such a means against him.

Then was it someone he offended this time in the Immortal Emperor Realm?

Who could it be?

Wu Tian couldn’t figure it out.

Wu Tian, his words always counted. He said he’d give a teaching, then it must happen. Not doing so today, wouldn’t only affect others but also cause a heart demon-like obstacle within himself.

... And in the crowd,

a group of people whispered,

one of them, a respectable scholar said; "Our people did well. Just stopped Wu Tian and the others from coming over."

"Haha. A fraud, yet wants to give a teaching? When the lightning strikes him, does he want us to die with him?" A strong old man waved an iron hammer, sneered: "Don’t worry, my disciples will block him."

The respected scholar, known as Mr. Fang,

taught at the edge of the continent,

thus was quite respected.

Hearing Martial Emperor King Kong’s plan, he came here,

believing Wu Tian a fraud, just informed Iron Heavenly King.

"Thanks to Iron Heavenly King, Young Iron recently improved his studies, as a teacher, I’m very gratified."

"That’s because sir teaches well." Iron Heavenly King nodded, still worried: "Is Wu Tian really a fraud? I’m still uneasy; Yang Tian and others highly praise him."

"It must be due to his astonishing fraud skills." Mr. Fang said: "Iron Heavenly King, think carefully, a twenty-year-old wanting to teach, do you find it possible?"

Iron Heavenly King nodded: "Sure, too young, how could he teach?"