Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

The Merchant Assembly was held in a hotel next to the Sun Yat-sen Memorial Hall in Yang City. It was an Eastern-style hotel, fronted by two stone lions, with grounds featuring small bridges over flowing water and quiet, shaded pavilions. The lobby continued the Eastern theme, richly decorated with carved dragons and painted phoenixes, creating an impressive atmosphere.

The heads of the top one hundred enterprises in Dragon Country were all present. These individuals determined the market’s direction and controlled most of the nation’s capital.

"Wang Dawan, what urgent matter has led you three to convene this assembly so hastily?"

"Indeed, what has happened? For me, a single minute could represent a business deal worth hundreds of millions."

"Right, was it really necessary to cause such a commotion? If you don’t give us a good reason today, you’ll have me to answer to."

The room was a gathering of tycoons, the most famous in Dragon Country. Even a man like Liu Botong’s net worth was only enough to place him near the bottom of this assembly. They all questioned Yun Ma, the helmsman of Q and WeChat, and Wang Dawan, demanding to know why they had been summoned so urgently.

But Wang Dawan and his two companions looked around anxiously. They instructed their guards to secure the perimeter and ensure no one could get close. Then, the three of them exchanged a glance and nodded. It was time to speak.

Yun Ma began with a smile. "Listen carefully, everyone. This matter is not only critical to the business world but also to the very fate of our nation!"

Is it really that serious?

Liu Botong and the other merchants looked at each other, a sense of unease creeping in. They sensed that this was no simple matter.

Finally, Wang Dawan spoke. "We have gathered everyone here today..." He paused, then he, Yun Ma, and the leader of Q and WeChat declared in unison, "We hope that we can all unite to build the world’s number one business empire. The world’s richest person must come from Dragon Country, not from any foreign nation!"

Liu Botong and the others were stunned. The world’s richest person? They were all wealthy, but the status of being the richest in the world was something they could only daydream about. People from Dragon Country could barely crack the top ten, struggling to even enter the top twenty. And that wasn’t even counting the hidden, wealthy families in the West, like the Rothschild and Morgan families. Considering them, it was possible that not a single person from Dragon Country could rank in the global top twenty.

The idea of the world’s richest person being from Dragon Country instead of a foreigner was thrilling, but...

"We can’t do it," one said.

"That’s right. The resources and major projects are already claimed. It’s impossible, unless someone in Dragon Country invents something truly new—something we have that the rest of the world doesn’t, but that everyone in the world needs. But does such a thing even exist?"

"A spaceship?"

The Dragon Country tycoons shook their heads and sighed. As Eastern merchants, they were constantly overshadowed by their Western counterparts. They were moguls in the East, but their influence faded significantly in the West.

Wang Dawan, Yun Ma, and the helmsman exchanged another look. Wang Dawan stepped forward and held out his hand. "I am holding three Elixirs. I want to use everyone’s distribution channels to spread the name of these Elixirs across the entire globe, to ensure the world’s richest person is born in Dragon Country!"

"Elixirs? What do they do?"

"Are they some kind of patented medicine? And yours are just replicas?"

"You mean like the replicas from the movie *I Am Not the Medicine God*?"

Hearing Wang Dawan, the tycoons burst into discussion. In their business-oriented minds, what kind of pill could be so valuable and sell so well? Only replicated versions of patented medicines. Some medicines could treat terminal illnesses but were prohibitively expensive and often unavailable in Dragon Country. If affordable replicas existed, they would undoubtedly sell out, just like in the plot of *I Am Not the Medicine God*.

However, the formulas for patented medicines were incredibly difficult to obtain, and creating effective replicas was just as hard. If Wang Dawan had somehow managed to get those formulas, it would be a monumental achievement, giving him a thirty-two percent chance of making the world’s richest person emerge from Dragon Country.

"Please, let me finish," Wang Dawan said, clearing his throat lightly. The tycoons quieted down. "These are not replicas of some patented medicine. I know *I Am Not the Medicine God* is very popular right now, but let’s not get carried away by the plot, alright?" They knew he had a point. It just went to show how influential that movie had become. But if not something like that, how could Elixirs make someone the richest person in the world?

"This Elixir is no simple thing," Wang Dawan said, getting straight to the point. "The three Elixirs I have in my hand were acquired from the Martial God. I believe everyone here is familiar with the Martial God by now. A single man who can annihilate an entire nation—the first of his kind in all of history!"

"They’re from the Martial God!"

"Then how are these Elixirs different from the ones Boundless Corporation used to sell secretly, the ones that could generate qi in your body after you took them?"

"Yes, what exactly do these do?"

The name "Martial God" was now known to all. His reputation was so immense that no one dared to show him disrespect. A product from the Martial God had to be of the highest quality.

"Hahaha, this Elixir is a new creation of the Martial God. In my opinion, the Martial God is also the Medicine God! The effect of this Elixir is..." He paused.

For several long seconds, tycoons like Liu Botong cursed him under their breath. Damn it! He looks so prim and proper today, but he’s still a swindler at heart!

After letting the suspense build, Wang Dawan finally announced loudly, "One Elixir can extend your life by one year!"

This was a diluted version of an elixir Wu Tian had created that could grant five hundred years of life. One of the original elixirs was divided into five hundred parts and mixed with health-preserving medicinal herbs to create the ones Wang Dawan now held.

One Elixir for one more year of life?

The statement struck the room like a thunderclap, sending the tycoons into an uproar.

"Are you serious?"

"My God, if that’s true, then the Martial God really is the Medicine God!"

At this moment, Yun Ma spoke up. "I believe everyone knows that I was recently afflicted with a serious illness. It was Mr. Wu Tian who saved me. I want to tell you all that Mr. Wu Tian *is* the Medicine God! Please, trust Mr. Wu Tian’s medicine! Boundless Corporation will produce more of these elixirs in the future, but right now, there are only three. If we need to test them, I’m not sure who to choose, so we’ll let an auction decide!"

He raised his voice, "Before we begin the auction, I stake the reputation of my Thousand Miles Corporation and my personal honor on this guarantee: this Elixir is absolutely effective. Take one, and you will live one year longer!"

"I guarantee it too!" Wang Dawan added.

"As do I," the helmsman of Q and WeChat stated.

These three were not common salesmen. And the tycoons in the audience were not gullible fools who would buy something just because it was hyped up. For a merchant, credibility is everything. Yun Ma, Wang Dawan, and the helmsman were titans of the business world. Why would they sabotage their own hard-earned reputations?

"I believe you," Liu Botong said firmly.

"So do I," the Chairman of Net Intent added at the same time.

"Count me in," said the Chairman of Hengda.

"And me!"

One after another, the well-known magnates voiced their agreement. They too believed this Elixir had to be effective.

So Wu Tian wasn’t just the Martial God... he was also the Medicine God.