Invincible Dad-Chapter 516: That’s Not a Misunderstanding_1

Chapter 516: Chapter 516: That’s Not a Misunderstanding_1
Heavenly Court.
Huang Fu stood at the Sect Gate holding a flag, a dragon beside him, accompanied by a conch maiden wielding a sword.
"Oh, oh, oh, so this is how you cultivate," the conch maiden, Beibei, earnestly sought guidance on the difficulties of cultivation.
Huang Fu had once been at the peak of the Celestial Venerable realm, a Half-Step Celestial Venerable. If he hadn’t become obsessed with trivialities, he might have already ascended to the rank of Immortal Venerable, becoming one of the most powerful beings in the Universe. Answering cultivation questions at Beibei’s level was simple for him.
Xu Lai’s figure appeared.
Huang Fu’s expression turned solemn. "The Supreme Emperor!"
"Do you know about the Mass Burial Mound?" Xu Lai asked.
"I do." Huang Fu nodded. It was the largest ’body dumping ground’ in the Eastern Desolate Domain and the surrounding regions and was rife with endless rumors. How could he not know of it?
"Take my Imperial Decree. Instruct the Second, Third, Fourth, and Fifth Divine Generals to each lead one hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers and station them outside the Mass Burial Mound," Xu Lai commanded.
Huang Fu drew a sharp breath.
Aside from Divine General Taotie, the four strongest Divine Generals are all being deployed? What in the world has happened?
Though shocked and curious, Huang Fu did not ask. Instead, he said in a deep voice, "The Supreme Emperor, what about Qingfeng Camp and the Tianmo Palace?"
Just yesterday, after being provoked by the Tianmo Palace, Xu Lai had ordered Huang Fu to take Qingfeng Camp for a "visit" the next day.
"Handle such a trivial matter yourself," Xu Lai waved dismissively.
"Yes!" Huang Fu clasped his fist in a bow, then turned and flew away, carrying the Imperial Decree of Emperor Qingfeng.
So imposing.
Beibei murmured to herself. In a previous conversation with Huang Fu, she had inadvertently coaxed out Xu Lai’s true identity.
Of course she was shocked. But after the initial shock wore off, Beibei found she had no other strong emotions. It was as if Xu Lai’s power was simultaneously beyond expectation, yet completely reasonable. At the same time, she finally understood why that burly man named Taotie always called Yiyi "Princess."
To Beibei, the "Immortal Domain" was just a vague term. She didn’t know how vast it was, nor did she understand the significance of the Emperor Realm within this starry sky.
"Huang Fu, take them to see the world as well." Xu Lai waved his hand, and an invisible gust of wind blew Beibei and Dragon Spirit Xiao Hai over to Huang Fu’s side. Beibei’s aggrieved cry echoed back, "Help! I don’t want to leave Yiyi!"
Gazing toward the horizon, Xu Lai rubbed the space between his eyebrows. Although he hadn’t thoroughly investigated the Mass Burial Mound, it was clearly rife with abnormalities. The Quasi-Emperor legacy’s Barrier was one thing, but if the heartbeat Daoist Yunlong mentioned was truly related to the phenomenon that blocked Divine Sense... then the owner of that heartbeat was definitely not a mere Emperor Realm expert.
Xu Lai could only take precautions, stationing troops in advance. Otherwise, if some monster truly emerged, the Eastern Desolate Domain would be plunged into misery and devastation. Of course, he also had another motive.
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"Hm?" On the back mountain, Ruan Lan, who was sitting on the ground eating cherries and watching the stars, felt her ears twitch.
She asked in surprise, "Sis, did you hear something? Was that Beibei calling for us?"
"No."
"I must have misheard," Ruan Lan mumbled. "When is Brother-in-law coming back? I’m starving."
Ruan Tang was chatting with the fruit-farmer couple at the foot of the mountain. She was slightly worried, wondering how Xu Lai was doing.
"Master Xu is a cultivator. He shouldn’t be in any danger," said the stout, middle-aged Wang Bainian. He had an inexplicable confidence in Xu Lai, feeling that the young man was extraordinary.
Wang He, seeing Ruan Tang’s concern, also quickly tried to comfort her. "That’s right."
"She’s right," Xu Lai’s voice drifted from afar. "Honey, there aren’t many people who can hurt your husband."
"Phew." The huge weight on Ruan Tang’s heart lifted.
Xu Lai kissed Ruan Tang on the forehead, a gesture that left Wang Bainian and Wang He staring, stunned.
Th-this... How improper!
With a mix of anticipation and worry, Ruan Tang asked, "Xu Lai, did you... find the woman who took the wedding invitation?"
Xu Lai nodded. "Mhm."
"Then, your Senior Sister...?" Ruan Tang’s voice was exceptionally gentle, afraid of touching a painful memory.
"She’s still alive."
At Xu Lai’s words, Ruan Tang’s eyes lit up with joy. She looked down the mountain. "Then where is she?"
"She should be here soon," Xu Lai said, busying himself with dinner preparations. "Come on, honey, give me a hand."
Wang Bainian and his wife tried to take their leave, but Xu Lai stopped them. "Brother Wang, please, you and your wife must stay for a meal."
Xu Lai was filled with gratitude towards these ordinary people. During the five years he hadn’t stepped out of the Heavenly Court, they were still kind enough to place flowers on the graves of his master and sect brothers. To others, it might seem a trivial thing, but it was something Xu Lai would remember for a lifetime.
Unable to refuse his warm insistence, the couple stayed.
Before long, Yu Guiwan arrived.
But to Xu Lai’s surprise, his Senior Sister was no longer a white-haired old woman, but a young woman. She looked even younger than her own disciple, Wu Ying, as radiant as she had been one hundred thousand years ago.
Xu Lai froze for a moment, his eyes reddening slightly.
His Senior Sister was clearly apprehensive about returning home. She didn’t want to reappear at her Sect in her aged, dying state, so she had used her cultivation to forcibly change her appearance, restoring her youthful looks.
Ruan Tang pinched Xu Lai hard, a strained smile on her face. "Mr. Xu, aren’t you going to introduce us?"
Hearing that formal address, Xu Lai knew his wife was jealous. He sighed helplessly. "This is my Senior Sister. What are you thinking?"
Ruan Tang gave Xu Lai a look. She now seriously doubted the stories he had told her. After all, how could a woman remain so beautiful after one hundred thousand years?
"Not bad, Brother-in-law," Ruan Lan gasped. "This can’t be your other little sister from the Immortal Domain, can it? I heard from Brother Wang that it’s quite normal for cultivators to have three or five companions."
"..." Xu Lai.
He looked at Yu Guiwan, his head aching. "Senior Sister, my wife seems to have the wrong idea. Could you please explain things to her?"
"Ah, Junior Brother’s wife." Tucking a stray strand of hair back, Yu Guiwan smiled faintly. "I do need to clarify something—it’s no misunderstanding. Back in the day, Xu Qingfeng and his two senior brothers were all my suitors."
Xu Lai: ???
Although his Senior Sister wasn’t famous back then, her looks and talent were among the best in the Eastern Desolate Domain. But Xu Lai could guarantee he never had any improper thoughts about her.
A woman who loved to cause trouble and let her three junior brothers take the blame for it.
A woman who loved to secretly apply rouge, painting her face garishly before brandishing a sword and asking her junior brothers if she was pretty.
A woman who constantly oppressed her young junior brothers, making them read to her, play the zither, and peel grapes for her...
Xu Lai had only ever thought of her as a true sister, as family. Even Second Senior Brother Song Zhongling and Third Senior Brother Qing Qianqiu wouldn’t have dared to have feelings for her—who would dare fall for a she-devil?
Yet, this she-devil had protected the three of them time and time again. When their master punished them with fasting cultivation, it was his Senior Sister who secretly brought them food.
As memories of the past surfaced, a bunch of grapes appeared in Xu Lai’s hand. He carefully peeled each one, even removing the seeds. Then, he held a grape to his Senior Sister’s lips, just as he had one hundred thousand years ago.
"Senior Sister, have a grape."