Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy-Chapter 300 - 302 World’s Number One Defensive Move [1/5]

Chapter 300: Chapter 302 World’s Number One Defensive Move [1/5]

In Yang City’s Heavenly River District, Wu Tian carried the little one out to search for the object she had mentioned.

The object was calling out to her, yet Wu Tian couldn’t sense anything. This meant one thing: the object had a spirit, but it was incredibly faint—the kind on the verge of fading away completely. That was why Wu Tian’s Spiritual Sense couldn’t detect it. The little one’s intuition, however, was an entirely different existence from Spiritual Sense. Everyone has intuition, but to possess it to her degree was unheard of. Intuition cannot be cultivated; it is innate.

Yet, when Wu Tian arrived at the location she indicated, he found nothing.

"Oh no, someone took it!" the little one cried out, disappointed.

Wu Tian frowned but asked anyway, "What do you think it might have been?"

"A sword sheath," the little one said after a moment’s thought.

A sword sheath? Wu Tian was taken aback, his thoughts immediately turning to his Lock Heaven Sword Sheath.

That was the sheath for the Divine Sword he wielded as the Immortal Emperor. Sealed within it was the World’s Number One Defensive Move, making it one of the few truly invincible defensive Magical Treasures in all the heavens. Logically, his sword was in the Immortal Emperor Realm, and the sheath should have been with it. How could it have appeared here?

No matter who took it, I must get it back. The sword and its sheath had accompanied him for countless years. Throughout his journey in the Immortal Emperor Realm, they were his only companions. They were not mere objects; they possessed their own Spiritual Wisdom, capable of speaking with him and fighting by his side.

「Meanwhile, in Longjing」

News of the Whip Saint’s death reached the capital, shocking its many influential forces. Among the Seven Saints of Dragon Country, the Whip Saint had the best relationship with the Sword Emperor. Throughout his life, he had received a great deal of guidance from him. Though they lacked the official title of master and disciple, their bond was just as real.

His death was a complete surprise to everyone. To curry favor with the Sword Emperor, numerous Jianghu forces, along with members of the Five Surnames and Seven Families, gathered before the Sword Emperor’s ship, vowing to avenge the Whip Saint. Their faces burned with anger—some genuine, some feigned—but they all shared a single purpose.

"There has always been a divide between North and South, but those Southerners are too insolent! To commit such a cruel act... Lord Sword Emperor, let my Axe Gang go! We will surely take his life!" a leader from Longjing’s underground forces was the first to step forward. He looked up at the ship’s deck where the Sword Emperor stood with the dignified air of a true master, hands clasped behind his back, eyes closed in meditation. The man cupped his fist and said, "Lord Sword Emperor, please entrust this matter to me."

"No, allow Shaolin to handle this."

"My Mount Song Sect is also willing to serve you, Lord Sword Emperor! With our full strength, we will surely eliminate this scoundrel!" 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"The Heavenly Sword Sect cannot shirk its duty!"

"Lord Sword Emperor, just give the word, and all the sects and families here will be at your command."

"Indeed! We await the Sword Emperor’s command!"

At that moment, everyone before the ship bowed toward the paramount Sword Emperor on deck. Every word they spoke was laced with Killing Intent.

On deck, the Sword Emperor finally opened his eyes. A sharp glint flashed within them as he gazed down upon the silent crowd. The Sword Attendants moved to stand behind him, each kneeling on one knee. "Lord Sword Emperor, this is the plea of the people. Wu Tian is a titan of the Demonic Path. If he is not eliminated, the Righteous Path will be in peril. The southern sects and families who have submitted to him have likely fallen to the demonic path as well. We propose that we, the North, march south and eradicate the southern Martial Arts World in one fell swoop!"

As the Sword Attendants finished speaking, a fiery fervor ignited in the eyes of the family and sect members gathered at the port below. These figures, viewed as high and mighty by the common people, all turned their gazes to the Sword Emperor and bowed in unison.

"Slay the demons and protect the Righteous Path!"

"Slay the demons and protect the Righteous Path!"

"Slay the demons and protect the Righteous Path!"

...

Their enemy was the incarnation of evil, a man of the Demonic Path. Because they decreed it so, it was so! Their combined voices were deafening, shattering the peace of the night. Their shouts were filled with killing intent; their gazes burned like fire.

Listening to their excited shouts and seeing their fervent faces, the Sword Emperor gave a slight nod. His expression was as grim as still water, and his eyes were so full of Killing Intent it seemed ready to overflow.

"I have fought my entire life for the Righteous Path, and countless demons have perished by my sword," the Sword Emperor began, his voice cold. "The most demonic person I have ever encountered was my own second brother, the Saber Saint. As you all know, we were as close as true brothers, but when he fell to the demonic path, I had no choice but to uphold justice and send him to the death cells.

"Now, it seems another talent has risen from the Demonic Path—Wu Tian! This man is even more extreme than my second brother. Compared to other fiends, he is a demon among demons. The blood on his hands is immeasurable. My seventh brother, Huang Xuantian, and my own disciple, Murong Ziqi, both died by his hand. And now, even my fourth brother, the Whip Saint, is dead."

Wu Tian! A fine Wu Tian indeed!

At this thought, a flash of murderous intent flickered in the Sword Emperor’s eyes. "Issue my decree! The forces of the South have one month to kill Wu Tian. Otherwise... the day I march south will be the day they are buried alongside him!"

「When the Sword Emperor’s words reached the South」

The entire southern Martial Arts World was thrown into a panic.

*When one sword emerges, ten thousand swords submit.* Who didn’t know that saying? If they failed to kill Wu Tian, the Sword Emperor would annihilate them right alongside him on the day he marched south. This ultimatum sent a chill through the hearts of the southern Jianghu sects and the Five Surnames and Seven Families.

The majority of these powers believed that siding with Wu Tian would only lead to their shared doom. Wu Tian was powerful, yes, but he seemed insignificant compared to the Sword Emperor, who had dominated the Martial Arts World for decades and was widely recognized as the number one expert in Dragon Country.

Upon learning of this, Wu Tian simply let out a cold laugh. If the Sword Emperor was seeking death, he would be happy to oblige.

Mere mortals. How dare one of them claim the title "Sword Emperor?"

"Cui Chong, pass a message to Longjing for me."

"Of course." When Wu Tian called with an order, Cui Chong naturally complied. Besides, Cui Chong was optimistic about Wu Tian’s chances. The Sword Emperor is bringing shame upon himself this time. When his sword is drawn, it won’t be ten thousand swords that submit, but he himself who will face humiliation.

"Those who conspire with the Sword Emperor will be shown no mercy!"

As Wu Tian spoke, thunder rumbled over Yang City, and a torrential, sorrowful rain began to fall from the sky.

On the other end of the line, Cui Chong felt a chill run up his spine. He responded at once, "Rest assured, Mr. Wu Tian. I’ll see to it immediately."

Through the influence of the Cui Clan of Qinghe, the message quickly reached Longjing.

The Jianghu sects and the Five Surnames and Seven Families in Longjing were stunned, then furious. With the tiger away, the monkey plays king. Who does Wu Tian think he is?

When the Sword Emperor learned of this, he also let out a cold laugh. "Wu Tian? He thinks I see him as a great adversary, but he is merely an appetizer. My only true opponent is the Sword Saint of Fusang! Let him be arrogant. Arrogance without strength will only lead to a miserable fall."