Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy-Chapter 66 Must Not Cause a Fatal Disaster

Of the three jade stones, one was missing.

Wu Tian’s brow furrowed slightly. Upon closer inspection, he found that Little Kirin had woken up. The creature was gnawing on a jade stone, drool dripping from its mouth. Before long, it had devoured the entire stone. Still not satisfied, Little Kirin looked at Wu Tian and patted its small belly. I’m still not full! Give me more!

"No," Wu Tian refused decisively.

So what if you act cute? My heart is made of iron!

Little Kirin grew unhappy. It opened its mouth, and blue flames suddenly surged within.

"This is the Qilin’s Divine Skill, the Ming King Fire?" Wu Tian’s eyes lit up with joy. A single jade stone awakened its Divine Skill. Worth it! And this is a perfect opportunity.

He immediately brought out the Four Fiends Cauldron and said to Little Kirin, "Fire, come!"

"Hmph." Little Kirin turned its head away. I want to eat jade, but you won’t give me any. This baby is unhappy.

"Fire, come," Wu Tian repeated, his voice chilling. The cold command made Little Kirin tremble. Its eyes welled up with tears as it looked at him. Don’t you love your little cutie anymore?

Few could resist such a gaze, especially not young women. But Wu Tian remained unmoved. "Fire, come."

Little Kirin breathed a burst of blue fire toward the Four Fiends Cauldron. The flames landed inside and immediately roared to life. Seeing this, Wu Tian tossed in a piece of glass-type jadeite and began manipulating his Spiritual Power to refine it.

Before long, under the Ming King Fire, the jadeite began to crackle and pop as it melted into a liquid. The resulting fluid was iridescent and stunningly beautiful. This substance was what was known as chalcedony. It was exceptionally rare, especially in the world of jade gambling, and would fetch an astronomical price if sold. However, Wu Tian had no intention of selling it. This could be used to forge a life-saving Magic Artifact. If mixed with Spiritual Power and consumed directly, it could even prolong one’s life. Its value was something money could never measure.

This substance can only be used to forge one artifact. I’ll make it for my little one. Qin Yuhan has me to protect her, so she’ll be fine. Mom is always at home, and Little Kirin can watch over her. But my own little girl... who knows what kind of trouble she’ll get into in the future.

At the thought of his little girl, Wu Tian’s heart softened. She was the continuation of his life, a thought sufficient to soften the heart of even the coldest man. It was often said that a daughter is a father’s little padded jacket, keeping his heart warm. In Wu Tian’s eyes, this was absolutely true.

Gugu, I will protect you. No, not just you, but also my friends and my family. I will protect all of you. For those close to me, when one attains the Dao, all will ascend with them. As for my enemies... I will personally send them to their graves.

Having reached the middle Foundation Establishment Stage, Wu Tian refocused and began to forge his first Magic Artifact. Normally, one was not suited for Artifact Refining at this stage, but thanks to the Ming King Fire, Wu Tian could accomplish it.

The Ming King Fire was an Innate Divine Skill of the Qilin Clan. In the Immortal Emperor Realm, a small portion of the Human Clan possessed a Divine Physique, and the Beast Clan was similarly extraordinary. The Azure Dragon could walk upon thunder; the Vermilion Bird cried out amidst flames! This Ming King Fire was ranked among the ten great flames of the Immortal Emperor Realm.

However, Little Kirin was still too small to display the true power of the Ming King Fire. For now, Wu Tian figured he could only use it for Artifact Refining and Alchemy. Occasionally, when the stove ran out of gas, it would be perfect for starting a fire to cook a meal.

「The next day」

Wu Tian made breakfast.

The little girl was overjoyed that Little Kirin was awake. She hugged the qilin and carried it to the dining table, where she earnestly said, "Doggy, you know what? Crawly’s food is super tasty!"

Wu Tian smiled and served his little one a bowl of porridge. The rice porridge had a green tint, and the grains themselves looked like green beans, only more crystalline. The aroma alone was intoxicating. Undoubtedly, Wu Tian had added chalcedony to the porridge, along with some seasonings, simmering it slowly to ensure a perfect harmony of color, aroma, and flavor.

Wu Tian gave Little Kirin a bowl as well. The moment it smelled the porridge, its eyes lit up, and it plunged its entire head into the bowl.

"Doggy, you can’t eat like that! It’s not hygienic," the little one chided.

Little Kirin ignored her and continued to wolf down its meal.

Murong Yezi and Qin Yuhan also came down for porridge. After tasting it, they felt completely refreshed in body and mind.

"Son, you truly surprise me," Murong Yezi couldn’t help but say. Four years ago, Wu Tian didn’t know the first thing about cooking. Four years had passed, and he had changed so much. Murong Yezi even started to wonder if the story about him being kidnapped by a pyramid scheme was fake. What kind of pyramid scheme can change a person this drastically? Parents all over the world would probably be lining up to send their children there.

Qin Yuhan looked gloomy, still upset that Wu Tian had "abandoned" her and their daughter last night to get into Xia Qian’s car and disappear somewhere. As for the porridge, she only took a single bite before she could no longer suppress her inner foodie and began to devour it. Only after she had finished did she remember her manners.

She desperately wanted to ask Wu Tian. What is with this porridge? What are the ingredients? Why is it so green? What is this flavor? Why have I never tasted anything like this before? But her prideful nature made her hold her tongue. She refused to ask unless Wu Tian brought it up himself.

After breakfast, the little one asked cautiously, "Um... Sweetie, can I take Doggy to kindergarten?"

"Absolutely not," Qin Yuhan refused.

The little one’s face immediately fell in disappointment.

"Why do you want to take Doggy to kindergarten?" Wu Tian asked curiously.

"Because Wang Tiancai brings a Tibetan Mastiff to kindergarten!" the little one exclaimed. "That mastiff is always barking at us! It scares us all!"

"Lin Mo doesn’t do anything about it?" Wu Tian asked. It was the first he’d heard of this.

Wang Tiancai? Could that be the little boy from the Wang Family? Qin Yuhan mused.

The Wang Family was one of the four great families of Yang City and operated in the clothing industry. The city’s business world had long been dominated by the four families, leaving others to fight for scraps. The Lin Family wasn’t afraid of the Wang Family, but a clash between them would undoubtedly affect the daily lives of Yang City’s citizens. Qin Yuhan figured Lin Mo was just being soft-hearted. Besides, the Tibetan Mastiff was kept in a cage, so Lin Mo hadn’t interfered much.

"Alright then. You can take Doggy with you," Wu Tian said.

Qin Yuhan and Murong Yezi never expected Wu Tian to agree to such a thing.

"Crawly, I love you!" the little one cheered.

Wu Tian smiled and nodded, then turned to Little Kirin. "Remember, just intimidate that Tibetan Mastiff. Whatever you do, don’t kill it."

Murong Yezi and Qin Yuhan both thought Wu Tian was bluffing. This doggy looks just like a bulldog wearing makeup. And that’s a Tibetan Mastiff! How could a bulldog possibly suppress a Tibetan Mastiff?