Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

"Do not act impulsively!" said Ishida Umezawa, the leading figure of the scholar Shogunate. "If you go, you will only be throwing your life away. It will not avenge our Fusang."

As Ishida Umezawa spoke, he forcefully suppressed the shock in his heart. He was a descendant of Ishida Baiganro. Not many people knew of Ishida Baiganro; he wasn’t some mighty figure, but his influence on the character, thought, and even behavior of the modern people of Fusang was profound. Every move of the modern Fusangs, from how they ate to how they slept, bore the shadow of Ishida’s philosophy. But now, Fusang was gone. Those of them from the Underground World had become a people without a home. They had lived for hundreds, even thousands of years, yet now they had lost their home! Ishida Umezawa was furious, but what could he do? 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

He had not forgotten how utterly astonished he was when he learned that a single person had destroyed Fusang. The dumbstruck expression he wore then was something he had not experienced in his entire life, not in all his hundreds of years. Even when he first discovered the Underground World, he had not been so profoundly shaken. Fusang may be small, but it was still a nation! A developed nation at that, with a Self-Defense Force 270,000 strong! How could it be defeated by one man? How could someone on the Surface World be so powerful? Even they, the cultivators of the Underground World, didn’t believe they could destroy an entire country single-handedly!

"You tell me not to go? Are we supposed to let the grudge for our nation’s destruction go unavenged?" Toyotomi Hidekata raged.

Fusang was very important to him, and his bloodline was supremely exalted. He was the one who received the most from Fusang every year because his name was Toyotomi Hidekata! He was a descendant of that great man, a man who bore the surname Toyotomi—the number one figure in the history of Fusang.

When people from foreign states ranked the historical contributions of Dragon Country’s figures, the likes of the Qin Emperor, the Ancestral Dragon, would surely be at the top. They unified Dragon Country, ended an era of chaos, and allowed productivity to flourish, marking immense progress in history. Similarly, it was that great Lord Toyotomi who laid the deep foundation for the world status Fusang enjoyed today. In his time, that Lord Toyotomi’s ambition was immense; he swore to incorporate the lands of Tang into Fusang’s territory within his lifetime. However, he died before his expedition could succeed. Dragon Country, during its Ming era, aided its ally in a war against Fusang. Fusang was defeated, and Toyotomi died of rage and shock. After his death, the Tokugawa clan exterminated his entire family! But his reputation, nonetheless, remained unparalleled in history.

"No, no, no! This grudge must be avenged, of course, but not now," Ishida Umezawa said. "Our various Shogunates in the Underworld need to gather. Just yesterday, Ghost Valley contacted me to say they have Wu Tian’s father in their hands. Think about it. With Wu Tian’s father as our leverage, can’t we take our time and plan carefully? When the time is right, killing Wu Tian might not be impossible!"

Toyotomi Hidekata’s eyes lit up. He had wanted to declare that he would kill Wu Tian, but deep down, he wasn’t confident. Now, hearing Ishida Umezawa’s words, he felt a great sense of hope and saw a real chance for action.

"We must obtain Wu Tian’s Method of Cultivation!" Ishida Umezawa declared, now like a master strategist. "I have already sent people to the Surface World. We first need to figure out which lineage’s legacy Wu Tian inherited. Only then can we tailor a plan to deal with him."

Toyotomi Hidekata nodded, a smile already forming on his lips. He felt that the hope of killing Wu Tian and reviving Fusang was immense!

* * *

Of course, Wu Tian had no idea that Ghost Valley had long since hidden in the Underground World. They had forgotten their identity as People of Dragon Country and had even struck a deal with the people of the Underground World’s Shogunate!

Right now, Wu Tian was at home playing a game with the little one, and of course, Little Qilin, Little Phoenix, and Kunpeng. The game was called "One, Two, Three, Wooden Man!"

The rules were simple: one person covers their eyes and loudly counts, "One, two, three!" During this time, the other players can move. When the person covering their eyes shouts "Wooden Man!" and turns around, they must see that everyone else is frozen in place. The players can only start moving again when the counter turns their back and covers their eyes. If the counter sees anyone move, that person is out.

Wu Tian had played this game in his childhood. It was a childish game he once thought he would never play again after growing up. Indeed, as the Immortal Emperor, he was completely removed from such juvenile activities! Yet, after having a daughter, Wu Tian realized that childishness was inescapable! Life is like being strong-armed; you can either resist or just enjoy the ride. And right now, all Wu Tian could do was enjoy it!

"One, two, three, Wooden Man!"

As soon as the little one finished shouting, she spun around. Wu Tian, Little Qilin, Little Phoenix, and Kunpeng in the basin all looked as if they hadn’t moved an inch.

The little one couldn’t believe it; she couldn’t catch a single one! After several attempts, she still hadn’t caught Wu Tian or the others, and she pouted unhappily.

Seeing this, Wu Tian reminded her, "Human vision is limited. You must learn to see with your heart and catch with your heart!"

"Speak human!" the little one protested. She understood the words themselves, but she had no idea how to do what he said.

See with your heart? How do you do that? Do you have to take your heart out? Catch with your heart? How? Is the first step to take out your heart for that, too?

Wu Tian smiled. "Listen to me carefully," he said. "The ultimate perception of the eye lies within the heart. When Spiritual Sense becomes a sword, it can sunder heaven and earth! When Spiritual Sense becomes an eye, it is boundless!..."

What Wu Tian was teaching the little one was the Method of Cultivation for Spiritual Sense. As Wu Tian spoke, the law followed his words. With every character he uttered, a corresponding, luminous character would materialize in the little one’s mind. With such an ability, if Wu Tian were to become a teacher, he would guarantee that every student would be a top student! Everyone would clearly remember what Teacher Wu Tian taught, even being able to apply one concept to understand many others. Alas, Wu Tian had no interest in being a teacher, a fact the world of education would have to regret for all time!

As Wu Tian’s voice fell, the little one had committed all his words to memory. The shining characters in her mind then completely merged with her, granting her a new enlightenment on the Method of Cultivation for Spiritual Sense.

In this state of enlightenment, the little one immediately began cultivating her Spiritual Sense. The Spiritual Power in her body radiated outward, forming a net invisible to the naked eye. The area covered by the net was the range her Spiritual Sense could perceive!

The little one was a bit amazed. It was exactly like the "Observation Haki" she had seen in an anime, a power that could sharpen one’s five senses, detect the aura and emotional shifts of living beings, and even be used to predict and avoid danger.

"Dad, I did it!" the little one said with a smile, but she said it without any grand pronouncements, as if she were mentioning something trivial. In this, she was very much like the Empress!

"Yes, congratulations," Wu Tian nodded. At the same time, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of defeat as he recalled that it had taken him an entire day to condense his Spiritual Sense for the first time.

Comparing yourself to others is infuriating!