Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy-Chapter 329 - 331 Sword Emperor Goes Too Far [5/7]

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Wu Tian glanced indifferently at the Gan Jiang Sword Master and the Mo Ye Sword Master. He hadn't expected them to come here to suggest that he and the Sword Emperor resolve their grievances and go their separate ways.

Heh, what kind of joke is this?

The Gan Jiang Sword Master, perhaps sensing Wu Tian's disbelief, spoke with a grave tone. "The Sword Emperor is also one of the people we value. We will descend to report to our master, then we'll come back up to retrieve you and the Sword Emperor. Let's wipe the slate clean of all these surface-world grudges."

Wu Tian had already guessed where these so-called Immortal Seekers lived. It was either in the sea or underground. Long ago, people had speculated about a world within the ocean, like in *Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea*. Could people also be living beneath the earth? Scientists had debated this possibility, and now, it seemed to be true.

The Mo Ye Sword Master added with a gentle smile, "We are Immortal Seekers, following in the footsteps of immortals. We need many talented individuals like you and the Sword Emperor. You are both indispensable. Talent is rare; every additional person increases our chances of finding the trail of the immortals."

Immortals?

Wu Tian looked at them with the ghost of a smile and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Tell us your choice now," the Gan Jiang Sword Master demanded.

Wu Tian's stance hadn't changed. "The Sword Emperor must die," he refused flatly.

The Mo Ye Sword Master froze.

The Gan Jiang Sword Master's eyes flashed with anger. "Don't you realize we're doing this for your own good? Do you really think you have a one-hundred-percent chance of killing the Sword Emperor? What if he kills you instead? You have to understand that in a battle between you two, there's an eighty-five percent chance you will be the one to die! We're trying to help you, you—"

BOOM!

Wu Tian, unable to listen anymore, kicked out. The Gan Jiang Sword Master raised his sword, Gan Jiang, to block but was still sent flying, crashing hard to the ground.

"Get out of my sight, or die," Wu Tian said coldly.

The Mo Ye Sword Master went over and helped up the indignant Gan Jiang Sword Master, who seethed with anger and frustration. He was trying to do what was best for Wu Tian, so how could the man not understand?

Fine! Fine! Fine! I won't bother with you anymore. Go get yourself killed.

The Gan Jiang Sword Master snorted and left with the Mo Ye Sword Master.

That night, Wu Tian prepared to leave. Cui Tian stayed behind to explain things to Chen Meiling, while Wu Tian departed with the little one, Yue'er. The trip to Mount Yunmeng had indeed been fruitful, but Wu Tian still hadn't found his scabbard. Wu Fa and the others were likely in the hands of the sect, and he had no idea where the sect was currently located.

「At the same time, the Sword Emperor was also heading toward Yang City.」

Aboard a large cruise ship, members of Jianghu's sects and noble families were holding a party. They were already celebrating before Wu Tian was even dead, prematurely dividing the spoils before a single blow had been struck.

"If the Cui family of Qinghe falls, I hope I can manage their assets."

"I have my eye on the herbal medicine company."

"Then I want the Boundless Corporation."

"No way, I've already claimed the Boundless Corporation."

「Yang City Hospital」

The night was anything but peaceful. Journalists flocked to the scene, where a female reporter, broadcasting live to countless viewers, emphasized the gravity of the incident, which had captured national attention. The reporter was broadcasting from outside the Southern Province Hospital in Yang City, located just steps from the Yuexiu District subway station exit. It wasn't just this hospital; Mr. Sun's First Hospital, Mr. Sun's Second Hospital, and others across the city had all been inundated with casualties tonight, all of whom had some connection to the Boundless Corporation.

The reporter's beautiful face was filled with concern. In her years as a reporter, she had never encountered anything like this.

"These people aren't wealthy; they are in the prime of their lives, working hard to build a future," she said into her microphone. "Some are single, still dreaming of love while knowing that love requires security—the very livelihood they were trying to earn when this disaster struck. Others have wives and children. If these men die, what will become of their families? Who could have committed such a monstrous act?"

She glanced back at the Southern Province Hospital and sighed. "We can only hope they can be saved. Because if they die, their families... will be destroyed.

"Dear viewers, let us join together in prayer for these pillars of their families."

「Longjing」

He was the Lord of the Four Seas, the head of state—the sovereign over all lands and their people. At this moment, the old man's fists clenched tightly.

The Sword Emperor... has gone too far.

Most people had forgotten the Sword Emperor's real name; in fact, even more never knew it. The truth was, the Sword Emperor had once been a murderous madman, slaughtering an entire village in a fit of rage. He was only spared death because someone interceded on his behalf, and he had vowed to atone for his crimes. But the Sword Emperor of today... he had become even worse.

Wu Tian? I hope this young man can defeat the Sword Emperor. Otherwise... The Lord of the Four Seas sighed. Otherwise, I'll have no choice but to go down there and ask for their help.

「Inside the hospital」

Lin Fa, Xiao Tianzan, and the others were all there. Qin Yuhan looked at the doctors and said, "You must save the victims who are still alive."

Xiao Tianzan also spoke with authority. "You were all supposed to be resting tonight, and I am the one who called you in. I hope you don't hold it against me. Now is the time to save the dying and heal the wounded. I won't waste any more words. All of you, tell me, what can be done for these victims?"

"Admiral of the Nine Gates, as the governor of the province, please don't put us in an impossible position," a doctor with glasses sighed. "They've lost so much blood... They can't be saved."

The other doctors nodded in agreement. As medical professionals, they obviously wanted to save people, but the problem was, they simply couldn't. Some of the victims appeared to have a breath left in them, but it was merely the final flicker of life before death.

"We should give up on them," another doctor suggested timidly. "The place they belong isn't a hospital, but a crematorium."

As his words fell, a heavy silence descended upon the conference room. It wasn't just the Southern Province Hospital; the sentiment at Mr. Sun's First Hospital and Mr. Sun's Second Hospital was the same. The consensus was that these people were beyond saving.

"No! What do you mean, a crematorium? Are you kidding me?" Lin Fa roared, the stout man bellowing furiously. "In novels, the protagonists with medical skills never give up as long as there's a glimmer of hope! What about all of you? How can you be like this?"

"A novel is just a novel, young man," an old doctor sighed.

The other doctors nodded. Protagonists in novels had skills that could defy the heavens. But in reality, where could one find such Medical Technique? Where could one find such a person?

"I'll do it!" At that moment, Wu Tian arrived.

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