Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy-Chapter 318 - 320 Gan Jiang, Mo Ye [3/6]

"The Young Master invited both the Black and White Swords? In that case, I don't care if our opponent is some new overlord from the South. We'd have the confidence to kill him, even if he were a Sword Emperor."

"Exactly. With the Black and White Swords acting with us, we can kill anyone."

"Only someone like the Young Master and the Lord could summon the Black and White Swords. They've spent years atop Sky-Scraping Ridge, and this is their first time descending the mountain."

The group of people before Wu Wo buzzed with excitement, all of them pleased.

Wu Wo waved his hand. "Act according to the plan."

"Yes, sir." These people hailed from all corners of the country, but each one owed a debt to Ghost Valley and followed its commands without question. They dispersed.

Wu Wo turned his head to look at his father, Wu Dao. "Father, are you satisfied with my arrangements?"

Wu Dao offered a slight smile. He might not be a match for Wu Fa, but so what? He had this son. In his eyes, the leadership of Ghost Valley should belong to his line. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

He voiced his satisfaction, "Having a son like you is my greatest fortune. I had long since abandoned my ambition to compete with Wu Fa for control of the Horizontal Sect. But because of you, my son, that ambition has been rekindled. You excel in both civil and martial pursuits and have shown breathtaking talent since you were a child.

"Heh, Wu Fa's daughter is no match for you. All she does is coop herself up at home studying psychology.

"This time, after we kill Wu Tian, we'll let the elders of the Horizontal Sect see whose descendant is more outstanding. Then, those elders will know who to choose to inherit the leadership of the Horizontal Sect."

"Don't worry, Father," Wu Wo nodded, speaking with grand confidence. "The moment Wu Tian set foot on Mount Yunmeng, his fate was sealed. He will never leave this place. I have laid out a path for him, fraught with crisis at every step."

They hadn't even known Wu Fa had an illegitimate son until Wu Fa descended the mountain with Wang Cai to seek medical treatment. Wu Wo had sent people to follow them and, unexpectedly, discovered the boy's existence.

Wu Wo had always been bored, feeling that Wu Fa's daughter, Yue'er, was no challenge for him. When Wu Tian appeared, however, Wu Wo finally felt a sense of satisfaction.

"Now, this is someone worthy of being my opponent!"

Wu Tian, carrying the little one and followed by Cui Tian, had already arrived before the South Heavenly Gate.

As for the Black and White Swords? They had gone down the mountain to change their clothes. To Wu Tian, their black and white tunic suits made them look like a comedy duo. They could only obey Wu Tian's command, using their extreme Qinggong to descend the mountain with orders to return as quickly as possible.

"The common people suffer, the world is in turmoil; of the Hundred Schools of Thought, only ours, the School of Diplomacy, reigns supreme."

"With a single fit of rage, the feudal lords tremble; when we remain tranquil, peace prevails throughout the world."

"But it has fallen, alas!"

Walking on the mountain path, Wu Tian found the sparse Spiritual Energy on Mount Yunmeng to be a disappointment. Some said the first master of Ghost Valley was not yet dead, but no one knew if that was true.

I've only just begun to uncover the truth of this modern world. Could the Martial Arts World be merely the foundation? And the deeper truth… is it only known to Ghost Valley? The history of the Hundred Schools of Thought is the most ancient, but after they were dismissed in favor of Confucianism, the other teachings vanished. Even Confucianism, through a thousand years of evolution, has lost the secrets it once held. But what about Ghost Valley? Do they know something? And my sword scabbard... is it here?

Wu Tian's heart grew heavy.

MWAH.

Sensing his mood, the little one leaned over and planted a kiss squarely on his cheek.

"Be happy, okay, Daddy?" The little one clenched her tiny fist, cheering him on.

Watching from the side, Cui Tian couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

"I think I should go and have a daughter, too," Cui Tian said wistfully.

"Impossible. You don't stand a chance," the little one cut in sharply.

Cui Tian froze. "Why not?"

"Because you're a man."

"Did I say *I* was going to give birth?" Cui Tian, the boss of the Yuzhou Underworld, was suddenly baffled. For a moment, his mind couldn't keep up. "Wait, so that means..."

By the South Heavenly Gate, a large crowd had already gathered, many of them carrying swords. For this sword competition, everyone had brought their personal blades. Ghost Valley would grant the Sword Canon to the owner of the finest sword, helping them make a name for themselves.

But Wu Tian's gaze flickered as he noticed a man and a woman in the crowd. They were poorly dressed in patched clothes, a rare sight in this day and age.

Despite her simple attire, the woman's clear and lovely features could not be concealed. Her sword was even more extraordinary, faintly exuding a soaring Sword Intent. The man beside her was tall, and though dressed in rags, his brows were like divine swords and his eyes like bright stars. His sword radiated an aura that seemed to look down upon the entire world.

Wu Tian had a hunch about these two swords. Gan Jiang… Mo Ye!

It is said that during the Spring and Autumn Warring States Period, swords played a crucial role in warfare. As a result, sword-making technology rapidly advanced, with the Wu Yue region becoming particularly renowned. The swords from Wu Yue were crafted with precision, their design rational and their quality superior, placing them a level above those from other regions. The names Gan Jiang and Mo Ye themselves represented a poignant, tragic story.

Wu Tian felt the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss tremble; it seemed eager for a meeting with Gan Jiang and Mo Ye.

He knew why.

The creator of the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss was Ou Yezi. He was born during the tumultuous years of the Eastern Zhou dynasty when rival states frequently clashed. First, the Wu Country conquered the Chu Country, and then Wu Yue successively absorbed forty-five states south of the Yangtze River. In his youth, Ou Yezi learned metallurgy from his uncle and began to forge bronze swords, as well as production tools like iron hoes and axes. He was a critical thinker of extraordinary intelligence. He was also physically strong and could endure great hardship. Discovering the distinct properties of copper and iron, he forged the first iron sword, "Longyuan," pioneering the era of cold weaponry in the land of Yan and Huang.

And Ou Yezi's daughter was none other than Mo Ye, with Gan Jiang as his son-in-law.

The man and woman also felt the swords in their hands tremble and couldn't help but look in Wu Tian's direction.

Wu Tian started to walk toward them, but his path was suddenly blocked.

"You stole my sword, and you still dare to show your face?" The ones blocking his way were two women. Both had fiery figures and identically seductive faces, but the gazes they fixed on him were icy cold.

The other woman shouted, "You look so refined, who would have thought you were a common thief! Give us back our sword, now!"

Their loud voices drew everyone's attention, including the Sword Masters of Gan Jiang and Mo Ye. Many of the onlookers, all of whom were knowledgeable about famous blades, turned to stare at Wu Tian's sword.

"Heavens, is that the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss?"

"The Seven-Star Dragon Abyss has been missing since the chaos of Huang Chao. I never thought it would be in the hands of this young man!"

"No, didn't you hear what those two beauties said? This young man stole it from them."

"Women that beautiful wouldn't lie."

A murmur went through the crowd as most of the onlookers seemed to side with the two beautiful and seemingly helpless women.