Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

Chapter 438 - 440 No Heaven Villa [4/5]

"Hurry, hurry! Let’s get out of here. We can’t stay any longer." The Bangguo Monarch’s face was pale with fright as he whispered frantically to the four great experts. As soon as the words were out, he quickened his steps and fled without waiting for them to respond. The four great experts hurriedly followed.

"We’re all human, but the difference is just so vast!" one of them exclaimed. His right arm was now a skeletal limb, a disgusting and terrifying sight. The pain was unbearable, but even that excruciating agony was nothing compared to the shock in his heart. His expression was a mixture of horror and dread; as a Martial Artist, his courage had been completely shattered.

The other three experts, drenched in cold sweat, felt as if they had just walked through the gates of hell. They believed their survival was purely due to the good fortune amassed by eighteen generations of their ancestors.

"I’ve decided. I’m leaving the Martial Arts World," one said.

"Me too. I’m going to become a driving instructor."

"I’ll be a fisherman."

"I can’t give up my sword," said the fourth, "but this Martial Arts World is too terrifying. I’ll become a butcher. At least my blade will still be useful."

The expert whose arm was now bone simply clenched his teeth, enduring the pain in silence.

"We’ve already figured out a path for you," one of his companions joked. "You should become an internet celebrity!"

"Yeah, a skeletal hand! No one can imitate that."

"Have you four said your piece? Let’s go!" the Bangguo Monarch roared in a low, suppressed voice. He was terrified Wu Tian might overhear him and complain about his voice again. Who knew what else Wu Tian would demand of him then? Scared witless, the Bangguo Monarch fled with the four great experts like birds startled by a hunter’s bow.

Of course, this incident didn’t escape the paparazzi, whose noses are keener than a dog’s.

「The next day」

The incident was reported, and Bangguo immediately became a laughingstock. The Black Eight Horse of the United States of America even commented, "Bangguo is pathetic!"

After finishing his drawing and eating breakfast, Wu Tian began guiding the little one in her cultivation. She sat cross-legged on the sofa in front of him, and two dragons, one of wind and one of cloud, swirled around her, looking sacred and majestic.

Empress, one day I will return. Then, we will finally see whether my Formless Starry Sky Scripture or your Wind and Cloud Overbearing Scripture is superior!

He looked at the little one again. She was only four years old but already possessed many extraordinary qualities. Everyone had to admit her potential was far beyond that of an ordinary person.

Were the Great Emperors of old like this in their childhood? What must the Creation Martial Emperor have been like at that age? The future is promising!

Looking at the little one, Wu Tian’s lips curled into a satisfied smile.

A thought occurred to him, and he called Qin Yuhan and Murong Yezi over. "There’s something I need to discuss with you," Wu Tian said gravely.

"What is it?" Murong Yezi and Qin Yuhan both furrowed their pretty brows. They rarely saw Wu Tian looking so serious and wondered what could have happened.

"I plan to set up a Teleportation Formation here, right in the second-floor hall," Wu Tian said after a moment’s thought. "With just a thought, this formation can take us to our other home in the Underground World."

Another home? Murong Yezi and Qin Yuhan were stunned. They already had a home in the Underground World?

"Of course, this home hasn’t appeared yet, but it will soon," Wu Tian said, leaving Qin Yuhan and Murong Yezi completely baffled. With that, he pointed his finger, and a set of blueprints he had already drawn appeared. "Formless Starry Sky Scripture!"

At the same time, the Nine Dragon Ring shone brightly. Wu Tian had once used this very method to create the Sacred Land of Hundreds of Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix. Now, he would use it again to forge his No Heaven Villa in the Underground World!

「The Underground World」

The air in Peach Blossom Spring was fragrant with the scent of flowers.

The Spiritual Energy had now dimmed. Here, everyone used the ambient Spiritual Energy to tell time. When its light faded, cultivation would slow, and the Immortal Seekers would take a rest. The people of Peach Blossom Spring didn’t cultivate, so this was the time they usually felt sleepy.

Tonight, however, Peach Blossom Spring was brightly lit and bustling with noise, like a city market. This was because the day Wu Tian had promised had finally arrived. He had said he would come within three days to settle here, and the people of Peach Blossom Spring trusted him implicitly. They knew he was a man of his word.

Amid the clamor, a stern-faced Tao Qianyang wandered through the Peach Blossom Forest, constantly looking around. As the village chief of Peach Blossom Spring, he was initially unwelcoming of outsiders. But after the Fusang incident, Tao Qianyang understood that they needed a guardian deity. They had set their sights on Wu Tian! The people of Peach Blossom Spring revered him as a god.

He looked at Yuan Beizheng, who stood behind him. "Mr. Yuan, do you think he might not come after all?"

"He will not fail us," Yuan Beizheng said with a confident laugh. "He is a true god among men. If he said the sky would fall, the sky would surely fall! Since he said he would arrive within three days, then he will certainly arrive today."

His words had barely faded when a powerful wind suddenly swept across Peach Blossom Spring. It lifted countless peach blossoms into the air, scattering their intoxicating fragrance everywhere.

The sky of the Underground World had no sun or moon, only a pervasive mist and flowing Spiritual Energy. When the Spiritual Energy glowed brightly, the mist was white, and it was day. When the Spiritual Energy dimmed, the mist turned black, and it was night.

Mist, unlike clouds, could not produce lightning. Yet at this moment, flashes of lightning and rolls of thunder suddenly erupted from within the dark mist. The phenomenon was centered over Peach Blossom Spring and instantly spread outwards, a spectacle witnessed by the entire Underground World.

Within the Peach Blossom Forest, Yuan Beizheng, Tao Qianyang, and everyone else stared in amazement at the strange sight.

Then, a villa materialized in the middle of the forest, and just as suddenly, the celestial phenomenon vanished.

"What kind of Spell is this?" Where there had been only flat ground a moment ago, a massive villa now stood. The sight, appearing in the blink of an eye, left Tao Qianyang too shocked for words.

"It’s him! It must be him!" Yuan Beizheng suddenly exclaimed with joy.

"Is that really him?" Tao Qianyang asked, his initial surprise turning to delight. He and Yuan Beizheng immediately hurried toward the villa.

The villa was majestic and grand, radiating a powerful Spiritual Nature. On the large plaque above the entrance, the words "No Heaven Villa" seemed to emanate a faint yet undeniable aura of dominance. A single glance was enough to make one’s blood boil with excitement.

「The Surface World」

Wu Tian led Murong Yezi, Qin Yuhan, and the little one to the second-floor hall. An Array was waiting there. They stepped inside, and with a single thought from Wu Tian, they were instantly transported to the No Heaven Villa in the Underground World.

"Where are we?" Qin Yuhan and Murong Yezi took a deep breath and felt a sense of profound relaxation wash over them. The air here was completely different from what they were used to—it was hundreds, perhaps thousands, of times fresher.

"This is the Underground World," Wu Tian said with a relaxed smile. "Our guests have arrived. Come with me."