Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

At this moment, Yang Tianzi and the others also noticed the Ascetic. That old geezer, even now, still won’t admit it?

Look at the firmament, the sun and moon coexist, stars align, one black, one white. How can such a scene be said to be fake?

"An illusion, it’s an illusion." The Ascetic, seeing Wu Tian was not around, boldly spoke up: "That illusion realm is in the sky, untouchable; how do we know it’s real?"

Yang Tianzi originally didn’t want to argue with the old geezer, but after his words fell, the old geezer, with a smug look, ignited Yang Tianzi’s anger.

"Why are you glaring at me, old man?" The Ascetic glared at Yang Tianzi, perceiving Yang Tianzi’s reaction as disrespectful to the elderly, he angrily said: "Old man, traveled extensively, witnessed countless miracles, true or false, how can they deceive these experienced eyes of mine? I said it’s an illusion, so it surely is an illusion."

After all, the miracle is in the sky, impossible to verify its authenticity, what can you do about it?

Yang Tianzi gritted his teeth,

The Divine Doctor cast a glance at the Ascetic, realized something, and stepped forward, his tone icy: "Do you still remember me?"

The Ascetic, with his head down, didn’t want to acknowledge knowing him, yet the Divine Doctor snorted: "Years ago, you fainted in the desert, I saved you, have you forgotten?"

"Oh? So it’s the Divine Doctor." The Ascetic pretended to only then recognize him, saying: "Old man roamed far and wide, seen too many people, truly..."

"Truly what?" The Divine Doctor couldn’t be bothered with the Ascetic’s nonsense,

and shouted: "You say the firmament’s scene is false, then the sea surface? The school of fish jumping, seemingly conscious, is that also false?"

"This... this... it might just be a coincidence," the Ascetic gritted his teeth.

"Still arguing?"

"What traveling far and wide, being knowledgeable? Nonsense!"

"Old and not dead is the definition of a thief."

Many, who weren’t entirely foolish, understood something, and scolded, angrily cursed the Ascetic.

"Death is inevitable."

Yang Tianzi drew his sharp blade once more; the Ascetic’s outcome was predictable.

And after killing the Ascetic, the crowd remembered the most crucial question,

"Where has Mr. Wu Tian gone?"

"Returned to the Royal Palace of King Xiuyuan?"

"He might have gone to the continent. It would be too regrettable for such a person to stay in this small place; he should go to the continent."

"Sun and moon coexist, such a miracle, one wouldn’t dare to imagine even in a dream."

"Indeed, Mr. Wu Tian is truly remarkable."

"Day and night coexisting, such an extraordinary person surely knows more profound secrets. If we could receive his guidance, cultivation could greatly increase, which would be a mere trifle."

They thought about Wu Tian’s wonders, all showed faces of shock, for in the Immortal Emperor Realm, naturally, the Martial Path is revered.

Experts are rare; many seek guidance from masters everywhere to advance their martial path,

but the aid to their martial path’s improvement is truly limited.

And today, Wu Tian’s performance overshadowed all the experts in their memory,

What is an expert?

Only Wu Tian truly is!

The crowd exchanged looks, seeing the shock and excitement in each other’s eyes,

It was rare to know of such a person’s existence; not seeking his guidance would be like sitting on a treasure unaware,

How foolish would that be?

The crowd became anxious after discovering Wu Tian had left; they hurriedly went to check the Royal Palace of King Xiuyuan, a group of them,

soaring into the sky, heading directly to the Royal Palace. Such a scene was quite astonishing.

Yet at the Royal Palace, there was no sign of Wu Tian, which made them even more anxious,

Such a figure as Wu Tian, if missed, would be beyond mere regret?

"No, I must find Mr. Wu Tian."

"Right. We must find him."

"By the way, there’s an Ancestor of Blood Refinement famed alongside Mr. Wu Tian, if only..."

Upon having an idea, the crowd once again raced, heading to the Blood Refiners Guild.

Unable to gain Wu Tian’s guidance, thinking to gain the Ancestor of Blood Refinement’s guidance was also good.

...how can they find him?

Wu Tian, at this moment, took Qin Yuhan, Miaoshan, and others, heading towards the continent,

but not everyone can cross the sea,

Above the ocean, Dao Feng and others, flew halfway and exhausted their strength,

Fortunately, a small wooden boat passed by, aboard were three people, and these three shared the same appearance.

An old man in black, a young girl in green, and a young man in white,

but whether male or female, their appearance was actually the same,

These three were undoubtedly storytellers.

They also immediately noticed Wu Tian and his group,

"Seeing a few among them about to run out of strength, why not invite them aboard," the storyteller young woman in green seemed kind-hearted, calling invitingly to Wu Tian and the others,

The old man in black also nodded: "Traveling abroad, there will always be inconveniences. Why not come aboard, after all, the four seas are brothers."

Only the young storyteller in white wasn’t pleased, daring to say: "Strangers, how can you casually invite them aboard? What if they have bad intentions?"

His gaze swept over Qin Yuhan, Miaoshan, Si’er, the little one, Lan Niang, Hong Ji, and then continued: "But these women seem like good people; they can come aboard."

The words of the storyteller in white caused the storytellers in black and green to furrow their brows, visibly displeased.

"Number C2027, your actions defy principles; we storytellers are meant to let the public know more truths and help them when needed."

"Indeed, we cannot turn a blind eye."

The storyteller in black and green were notably dissatisfied with the actions of the storyteller in white.

Upon hearing their words, the storyteller in white’s expression looked sour, yet unable to swallow his pride, coldly stated: "Time will prove me right."

Then fell silent.

The old man in black steered the boat alongside Wu Tian and his companions, then said: "Come aboard, we are storytellers from the continent, this time going to the Three Realms, seeking tales for storytelling purposes. Our meeting is fated; we offer you a lift!"

The storyteller in black was very amiable.

Wu Tian nodded, curiously pondering about storytellers; why do they look identical?

What hidden story lies behind this?

Even without mentioning that.

Wu Tian also wished to learn about Storytelling Manor,

So Wu Tian and the others boarded the wooden boat; the little one had learned some physiognomy, but how well they performed, the little one had never tested.

This moment, the little one sized up the appearances of the storyteller in black and the young storyteller in green, looked at Wu Tian, Master Li the Fortune Teller said: "Good child, should we speak the truth?"

Not only Master Li the Fortune Teller, but also Wu Tian, Qin Yuhan, and the others, all nodded one by one, agreeing that a good child should speak the truth.

"Does the saying ’A child’s frankness knows no bounds’ have validity?" The little one suddenly asked,

Wu Tian and the others weren’t sure what the little one intended to say but still naturally nodded.

"Then I’m at ease." The little one exhaled a breath and then with a serious little face, in a childish voice, addressed the storytellers in black, green, and white: "The three of you have a dark aura around your foreheads; today there’s a mortal danger."

Wu Tian and others: "..."