Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy-Chapter 203: The Comeback of the Underdogs from Those Years
The little girl watched Animal Planet with Qin Zhengyang.
"Grandpa, who runs faster, me or a cheetah?"
"Of course, you do."
"Then who’s prettier, me or Mommy?"
"You are, of course," Qin Zhengyang replied, playing along with the little girl like a mischievous old child.
Meanwhile, Wu Tian and Qin Yuhan were completely ignored.
Qin Yuhan’s room was on the second floor. Although she hadn’t been staying home recently, the maid still kept her boudoir spotlessly clean. Fully clothed, Wu Tian and Qin Yuhan lay on the bed, holding each other. Lying with Wu Tian made Qin Yuhan’s cheeks flush, making her look as lovely and delicate as a budding flower.
Qin Yuhan possessed both the charm of a mature woman and a stunningly beautiful face. She truly is a goddess, but she can only be my goddess, Wu Tian had to admit. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
"You were too harsh today. Why didn’t you give Yujie a chance?" Qin Yuhan suddenly asked.
Wu Tian simply shook his head without a word.
There are some ants he doesn’t mind letting live, so long as they don’t offend him too greatly and can serve as actors in his little play. But other ants, those that cross certain lines, must die. Qin Yujie was one of the latter. Qin Yujie didn’t admire Yang Guang for his grand ambition, such as digging the great canals or his relentless, repeated invasions of Goryeo. No, he admired Yang Guang for a single, infamous quote: "Relations with the one who bore me are forbidden, and with those whom I have sired are forbidden. All others are permissible." In other words, according to Yang Guang, any woman aside from his own mother and daughters was fair game. And Qin Yujie actually coveted Qin Yuhan? Someone like that? How could Wu Tian possibly let him live? Wu Tian was no Qin Zhengxin. He couldn’t be cuckolded and simply say, "Of course, I forgive you!"
Seeing Wu Tian remain silent, Qin Yuhan huffed and tapped her fist lightly against his chest. Wu Tian felt nothing, but he still caught her hand. In one motion, he pulled her on top of him, then rolled over, pinning her beneath him on the bed.
"You’re bullying me!" Qin Yuhan protested, feeling wronged.
"Little lady, even if I am, what can you do about it?" Wu Tian teased.
Qin Yuhan knew she was helpless. After playfully caressing her for a while, Wu Tian finally stopped.
"Feels good."
"Mm," Qin Yuhan responded, feeling shy at his indifferent tone. What does he mean, ’feels good’? Has he been with someone better?
A thought suddenly struck her. "Did our daughter also learn powerful cultivation techniques from you?" she asked.
The Empress’s Transcendent Sutra can hardly be summarized by the words ’cultivation techniques.’ But Wu Tian still nodded. "Something like that."
"I want to learn too," Qin Yuhan said, her eyes filled with resolve.
She didn’t need to become incredibly powerful; she just didn’t want to be a burden. What if those men in black today had captured her to threaten Wu Tian? She also had a feeling that if she didn’t keep up with Wu Tian and their daughter’s pace, she might one day lose her husband, and then find her daughter had run off somewhere, too.
"Let me check your Physique first." Wu Tian could already tell Qin Yuhan didn’t possess one of the thirty-six legendary Physiques. But could she have a different, less famous minor one?
"How do you check? Do I... have to take off all my clothes?" As soon as the words left her mouth, Qin Yuhan was so embarrassed she nearly buried her face in the pillow.
"That won’t be necessary."
Hearing this, Qin Yuhan finally lifted her head and looked at him boldly, though the blush still hadn’t faded from her cheeks. When Wu Tian reached out his hand, she tensed, wondering where he was going to touch her. The next moment, he simply took her by the wrist.
Qin Yuhan let out a sigh of relief, yet she couldn’t help but feel a faint pang of disappointment.
"This... this is a Waste Physique!" Wu Tian said, his brow furrowing slightly.
"What’s a Waste Physique?" Hearing the term, Qin Yuhan had a terrible premonition. Waste Physique? It sounds like the constitution of someone who is trash. Am I really unsuited for the Martial Path?
"I think you already understand what ’Waste Physique’ implies," Wu Tian said calmly. "It means one’s meridians cannot circulate qi, and the body cannot absorb any external energies. Be it Spiritual Energy or True Qi, neither will work. Such people aren’t rare. In modern cities, eighty-two percent of the population has a Waste Physique. The signs are listlessness during the day but high energy at night. Of course, that alone isn’t a definitive diagnosis. If this situation persists for some time, eventually leaving one listless during the day and also drowsy at night, then it is undoubtedly a Waste Physique. An ordinary Physique can degenerate into a Waste Physique from staying up too late, but reversing the process is incredibly difficult."
"You... You don’t care about me at all," Qin Yuhan said suddenly, staring into his eyes.
"Why would you say that?"
"Because you found out I have a Waste Physique, but your expression is still perfectly calm. You’re not worried for me in the slightest."
"That’s because a Waste Physique holds infinite potential," Wu Tian said, his expression turning serious. He himself certainly didn’t have a Waste Physique—he couldn’t even determine what his own constitution was—but he knew a great deal about them. "Many great figures rose from obscurity. Most of them started with a Waste Physique, but later, they had fortuitous encounters, staged incredible comebacks as underdogs, and eventually became overlords in their own right. People like that are everywhere."
"How come I’ve never heard of that?" Is he just trying to comfort me? Qin Yuhan wondered.
Wu Tian just smiled and shook his head, indicating he was serious.
On his journey back from the Immortal Emperor Realm, he had passed through the All Heavens and met many favored children of various planes. A great number of them had Waste Physiques. Some had their bones stolen, others were born with a forbidden constitution—unrivaled in their generation, yet deemed to have no potential by others. There were so, so many. They were looked down upon, but their will for the Martial Path was never shaken.
"Really?" Qin Yuhan asked again, seeing the earnest look on his face.
"Of course," Wu Tian reaffirmed.
Qin Yuhan nodded. "Then I’m counting on you for everything."
"Give me a kiss." Despite his stern expression, Wu Tian hooked her chin with his finger.
Bashfully, Qin Yuhan still complied, and the kiss ignited a spark of intimacy between them.
Meanwhile, in the villa’s living room, the little girl was getting sleepy. She jumped off the sofa and announced, "I’m going to find Daddy and Mommy to sleep!"
Qin Zhengyang was startled and quickly stopped her. "No, you can’t! Don’t go and interrupt their special moment."
"Special moment? What special moment?" The little girl’s eyes twinkled. "I want to see!"
"You can’t." Qin Zhengyang shook his head and began to tell her stories instead.
He ended up telling them all night, right until the break of dawn. By then, Qin Zhengyang couldn’t hold on any longer, but the little girl was still brimming with energy, which horrified him.
Telling stories to this little girl was a truly terrifying ordeal.
When Wu Tian finally emerged from the room, Qin Zhengyang was at last rescued, and he promptly collapsed onto the sofa in a deep sleep.
Gazing at the morning sun outside the window, Wu Tian’s eyes were resolute, as sharp as a sword that could cleave the heavens.
"So what if she has a Waste Physique?" he declared to himself. "I can still forge her an unparalleled one!"
