"Am I the head of the family?"
Wu Tian hadn’t expected Kong Zhiyuan to seek him out and ask such a question. He smiled. "Of course, you are."
"Then can you refute what your mother and your wife say?" Kong Zhiyuan saw a glimr of hope and pressed on eagerly.
Wu Tian’s Spiritual Sense had already inford him why Kong Zhiyuan had just gone to see Murong Yezi and Qin Yuhan. He chuckled. "I can’t!"
A standard response should be, "Of course, I can!" If you can’t, how can you still be the head of the family? Kong Zhiyuan was completely taken aback by Wu Tian’s answer.
Wu Tian sighed. "Principal Kong, you need to understand sothing. What is the most powerful thing in this world? It isn’t knowledge, but power!"
Kong Zhiyuan’s expression soured. As an intellectual, he had always firmly believed that knowledge could change everything, so he fundantally disagreed with Wu Tian’s statent.
His face livid, Kong Zhiyuan retorted, "How strong can a person truly beco? Knowledge is superior. If the little one studies with , I guarantee she’ll be a celebrity by her twenties. Every word she says will beco a famous quote!"
Wu Tian’s calm eyes suddenly widened—a rare sight for anyone to witness. What if the little one becos a celebrity and her words turn into famous quotes? My first feeling isn’t joy. It’s fear. If her words beca famous sayings passed down for generations... the influence would be imnse! A disaster for millennia!
Wu Tian refused. "I think we should forget about it!"
Kong Zhiyuan still wanted to argue that knowledge was invincible, that it changed destinies, that it was the ultimate, supre force.
"Power is everything," Wu Tian stated firmly.
They had initially sent the little one to school simply to prevent her from becoming illiterate. But her talent was truly exceptional, and she had learned a great deal in a short ti.
Wu Tian thought for a mont. "I think we should let her take the high school entrance exam. Let’s see how she does."
Kong Zhiyuan nodded.
"Alright, I’ll take you back," Wu Tian said.
Kong Zhiyuan was startled. Rembering the BMWs, rcedes, and Audis parked at Wu Tian’s house, he laughed. "Which car will you be using?"
A car? Wu Tian smiled back. "No, I won’t be using a car to take you back."
Not using a car? Is he going to walk back with ? That’s too far. I’m an old man... I can’t walk that far.
Just as Kong Zhiyuan was about to speak, Wu Tian suddenly reached out, grabbed him, muttered sothing, and flung him away. He tossed him precisely onto a Teleportation Formation that sent him straight back to his school. It was a formation the little one had designed herself after studying Wu Tian’s, though it was a bit rough around the edges. He would materialize two ters above the school grounds and then drop. Wu Tian had calculated it; Kong Zhiyuan would be unhard, but it would give him quite a scare.
anwhile, Yin Fengxue and the others had bought hos near Wu Tian. The houses had been occupied, but Yin Fengxue and his group had money. With money, you can sotis do things others wouldn’t even dare to dream of.
The past few days had been leisurely and lazy for Wu Tian. Yin Fengxue and the others would occasionally co over to discuss matters of practice. Of course, they spoke of Cultivation, which Wu Tian didn’t fully understand, but he could still offer insightful analogies. The little one, listening on the side, would also chi in with surprisingly profound ideas. Yin Fengxue, Liu Tianji, and the others were constantly astounded. What kind of monstrous father produces such a monstrous daughter?
But they had indeed benefited greatly from the discussions. What frustrated them, however, was that their lord seed to be a terrible braggart.
Once, while discussing the legendary kitchenware, they marveled that it must have been left behind by an Immortal. If they could just obtain it, perhaps they could find a trail leading to the Immortals themselves. But then they heard what their Lord Wu Tian had to say: "Those are just pots and pans. They have nothing to do with Immortals. Besides, so what if Immortals exist? They’re really nothing special."
This comnt left Liu Tianji and the others gaping. Although Wu Tian had driven Emperor Zhao to self-destruct, they still felt he was no match for a true "Immortal."
At tis like these, Wu Tian would always smile and say, "You’ve all been obsessed with Immortals for so many years that you can’t see clearly. In fact, one day you’ll realize that to true beings of power, these ’Immortals’ are nothing more than ants!"
Liu Tianji and the others were speechless.
Despite this, Yin Fengxue and the others still ca to seek Wu Tian’s guidance every day. Wu Tian, for his part, was growing tired of teaching them. Compared to his daughter, they were like pigs.
「Several days passed.」
Suddenly, a frantic Yin Fengxue and the others rushed to Wu Tian with alarming news. The Peach Blossom Sauce from Lv’s Annals of Spring and Autumn, which they had been counting on, had been stolen. They cared about the sauce because they wanted to use it to draw out the legendary kitchenware and, through that, find the Immortals. But now that the Peach Blossom Sauce was gone, what were they supposed to do?
Upon hearing this, Wu Tian just chuckled. He had intended to cause a commotion in the Underground World and create an even bigger storm around the legendary kitchenware anyway. It was all going according to his plan. However, the fact that the Peach Blossom Sauce was stolen rather than auctioned off ignited a spark of anger in him.
Who could it be? Who is so eager to die?
「In the Underground World, at the Lv’s Annals of Spring and Autumn tavern near Peach Blossom Spring.」
Lv Hengliang was already frantic and utterly distressed.
The Peach Blossom Sauce... was actually stolen?
The night he heard the news, he was so furious that he gave the clan’s Immortal Seekers guarding it a vicious tongue-lashing.
"Are you all a bunch of pigs?" he had roared. "You spotted five suspicious individuals, but instead of calling for help, you tried to claim all the glory for yourselves? Did you think you could score a pentakill?
"Let tell you, that was a delusion worthy of the pigs you are!
"Now all of you get out there and search! You must find that Peach Blossom Sauce for . Otherwise, when that divine being gets angry, none of you will live to see another day!"
Now, his foul mood persisting, Lv Hengliang continued to berate the Immortal Seekers, his eyes bloodshot with rage. The sauce had been snatched right from under their noses, and he knew the terrible consequences this would have for Lv’s Annals of Spring and Autumn.
First, the reputation of Lv’s Annals of Spring and Autumn might be ruined. For a tavern, for rchants, to operate without credibility... their future would be finished. Second, countless Immortal Seekers were heading this way, all for the Peach Blossom Sauce. When the ti ca and they couldn’t produce it, how could Lv’s Annals of Spring and Autumn possibly withstand the wrath of all those powerful forces and individuals?
What do I do? It’s over! Lv’s Annals of Spring and Autumn is finished!
Lv Hengliang had considered keeping the news under wraps, but he knew the truth would eventually co out.
"What? The Peach Blossom Sauce was stolen? Does that an we can’t use it to find the legendary kitchenware and the trail of the Immortals?"
"Heavens, what in the world are the people at Lv’s Annals of Spring and Autumn doing? It was stolen? How could they not catch the thieves?"
"I actually have so news about that!" In any crowd, there are always one or two people with inside information.
"What is it?" At monts like this, everyone else would hang on their every word.
"The thieves escaped using a Daoist Magic technique that combined Ghost Valley escape arts and Cultivation thods! That’s why they couldn’t be caught!"
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