Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

Chapter 653: Chapter 656 Murdering One’s Own Husband [1st Update, Subscription Requested]

At that moment, in a valley, a tiger had cornered an old man. The old man carried a medicine chest. He was clearly a physician.

He trembled. Today was supposed to be his day of rest. He never expected to be coerced up a mountain by a tiger.

Right now, the elderly physician took in the scene before him and understood everything.

The tiger wanted him to treat its illness.

A physician’s heart is a parent’s heart... he thought, recalling the maxim left by the founder of medicine. He immediately walked forward and gravely took the Black Tiger’s pulse. Then, he examined the injuries.

"How is it?" a tigress hurriedly asked.

The physician jumped, but he took several deep breaths to calm himself. "It’s difficult to say."

"You must say," the tigress commanded.

The other large tigers began to look menacing, startling the old man.

He immediately replied, "This one’s injuries are severe. After my treatment, if he refrains from fighting and recuperates peacefully, he can live for a hundred years! However, if he engages in fierce combat, the wounds will reopen, and he will certainly die."

BOOM!

The large tigers glanced at each other, all of them shaking their heads. The Black Tiger is one of the rare anomalies among the Tiger Clan in this region. If he can never fight again, what value would his life have?

The tigress, however, grew enraged and roared at the old physician, "You must be a quack, spouting absolute nonsense!"

The elderly physician’s brow furrowed sternly. Every word I said was the truth! You tiger, you can’t just spout lies and tarnish my reputation! He was about to defend his honor, but before he could speak, the tigress swiped a vicious claw at him in a ferocious and ruthless attack.

Lacking the power granted by a Cultivation Fruit, the old physician was defenseless and instantly struck dead on the spot by the tigress.

One of the other tigers thought for a moment before speaking. "Perhaps there is one person who can save the Black Tiger."

"Who?" the tigress immediately demanded.

She was the sole female in this region’s Tiger Clan. Her prestigious position was self-evident; all the male tigers listened to her.

Once, this tigress had not been so precious, as there were several other females in the clan. But one day, all the other tigresses died. Thus, she became an exceptional rarity, valuable simply for being scarce.

Although a man from the Human Clan had captured her in her youth, and that man, overcome with beastly lust, had... forced himself upon her. In the end, she gave birth to the Black Tiger. But the other male tigers didn’t mind.

"Find whoever wounded the Black Tiger," one of the male tigers said. "If they were strong enough to injure him, perhaps they also have a way to heal him."

"Right, right, right, that makes sense," the tigress nodded in agreement.

She had borne many cubs for this group of male tigers, but the Black Tiger was her most special child. He was the one born after she was... forcefully taken by that Human Clan man in her youth!

The tigress loved the Black Tiger dearly.

"I’ll go right now," the tigress said after a moment’s thought.

"That could be a problem."

"Yes, the one who injured the Black Tiger... why would they be willing to save him?" the other tigers chimed in, shaking their heads. They felt there wasn’t a glimmer of hope, and looking at the Black Tiger, they thought he was surely doomed this time.

"No," the tigress said firmly, her eyes glinting as a thought struck her. "We can capture someone close to him. We’ll threaten him into saving my son."

Some of the male tigers hesitated. Will that really work? Would threatening him make him save the Black Tiger? Wouldn’t that just create a bitter enemy?

The tigress glanced at them, knowing what they were thinking, and a wave of disdain washed over her. The Tiger Clan, who have we ever feared? Taking hostages to threaten someone is a common tactic among the Human Clan. If humans dare to do it, why wouldn’t a tiger dare?

Her mind was made up. Resolute, she began her journey, heading for the Heavenly King Country—no, what was now called Xiuyuan Country.

"Little Sister, let me accompany you," a male tiger suggested, stepping forward.

"No, I’ll go alone," the tigress said, shaking her head. "Too many of us would be easily discovered. It’s more convenient if I go by myself."

Hearing this, the other tigers nodded in agreement. But they still couldn’t bear to see her go. She was, after all, the only female tiger in their entire region. If something happened to her, what would become of them?

With a profound gaze, the tigress took advantage of the pitch-black night and set off, leaving the valley behind.

At this time, the former Heavenly King Country was now the Xiuyuan Country. Inside the Royal Palace, Wu Tian was contemplating his next move.

Now that I have the Eyes of Golden Flame, should I try to get the Heavenly Eye as well? The so-called Heavenly Eye was originally an artifact of the goddess Yaoji in the Mythical World, later becoming the Supreme Treasure of Erlang Shen. He recalled how Erlang Shen had gradually learned to wield it under the instruction of True Man Yuding.

With this in mind, Wu Tian wanted to visit the Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House to see what Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye was truly like. But his Spiritual Sense detected Qin Yuhan approaching with the little one. For Wu Tian, spending time with his family was far more important than looking at any Heavenly Eye.

Qin Yuhan walked toward Wu Tian’s loft, carrying the little one, who told so many jokes along the way that Qin Yuhan couldn’t stop laughing.

"What brings you two here?" Wu Tian asked as they entered.

Before Qin Yuhan could say anything, the little one grew suspicious. "What, are we not allowed in? Don’t tell me you’re hiding a beauty in a ’golden house’?"

Wu Tian chuckled. The idiom "hiding a beauty in a Golden House" came from an anecdote about Emperor Wu of Han. Unfortunately, Emperor Wu had ultimately let Chen Ajiao down.

"I don’t have the spare time for that," Wu Tian said.

The little one seized on his phrasing. "Aha! So you’re saying that if you did have the spare time, you would hide a beauty in a golden house?"

"Don’t be ridiculous, he would never," Qin Yuhan said, gently pinching the little one’s springy cheek. She then turned to Wu Tian. "I had nothing to do earlier, so I made you a late-night snack."

"That’s a lie," the little one immediately exposed her mother, turning to Wu Tian. "Mama went and learned from the chefs here specifically to cook something for you!"

"I see." Wu Tian nodded.

The ingredients in the Immortal Emperor Realm were quite different from those in an Earth City. As for the culinary arts, however, they had much in common. After all, Wu Tian himself had introduced cooking techniques when he first arrived in the Immortal Emperor Realm. Of course, his own skills back then were merely average. After ten thousand years, the cuisine of the realm had advanced far beyond what he knew at the time.

But Wu Tian was no slouch. On his journey back to Earth, he had passed through the All Heavens, and among them was a world of chefs, a world where chefs were held in the highest esteem. It was there that his own culinary skills had reached a master’s level.

He stood up to see what Qin Yuhan had made.

It was wontons!

Qin Yuhan had used ingredients from the Immortal Emperor Realm to create a delicacy from Earth. This dish, wontons, went by many names, such as ’flat meat,’ ’folded hands,’ and ’cloud swallows.’ Different regions also called them ’wrapped noodles,’ ’clear soup,’ or ’Huai Dumplings.’ Of course, while it was the same fundamental dish, regional variations existed—one might have a thinner wrapper, another a thicker one—but they were all essentially the same delicious food.

"Here, have a bite," Qin Yuhan said, personally scooping up a wonton with a soup spoon to feed Wu Tian.

The first thing Wu Tian felt as it entered his mouth was... Qin Yuhan was trying to assassinate her own husband