Chapter 983 - 987: Immortal Binding Rope

Seeing the little one wanting to learn, Wu Tian chuckled, then patiently began to instruct, "First step, split your Spiritual Power into two parts. The first part condenses in your voice box, and the second part swirls around in your throat."

After that, Wu Tian suddenly bellowed, "Scram!"

Like a lion opening its maw, like a dragon’s roar and dragon’s chant,

the sound waves formed in the air and surged out in all directions.

Many commoners felt their heads go woozy, and the soldiers Lin Kongxin had sent were hit hardest; their eardrums burst one after another and they immediately fled.

Wu Tian looked at the little one and encouraged her, "This move is the Lion’s Roar. I just switched Inner Strength for Spiritual Power, that’s all. Come, you try it."

"Nope." The little one looked at all the people on the street and couldn’t help lowering her head, saying helplessly, "Dad, there are too many people. I’m a girl, my skin’s thinner. I think this Martial Arts Technique doesn’t suit your cute daughter."

Wu Tian’s expression froze. Thin-skinned?

He hadn’t expected his daughter to say something like that.

The little one raised her head, blinking her big round, bright, adorable eyes, and said in a milky voice, "What? You got a problem with that?"

The commoners on the street also heard the conversation between Wu Tian and his daughter,

a little girl like this,

would be thin-skinned?

They couldn’t help but be amused.

"Let’s hurry and get out of here." Seeing so many people laughing, the little one got a bit shy, grabbed Wu Tian’s hand, and tried to drag him away.

Wu Tian just smiled and let the little one pull him along.

That whole morning, Wu Tian took the little one around Human City, sampling various things, basically all kinds of snacks.

The snacks in Human City were very close to those from Earth City; this was also something Wu Tian had taught those villagers back when he built this city.

And those villagers treated it as a craft, passing it down from generation to generation.

Hand-pulled noodles, roast duck, skewers, hot and sour noodles, hot dry noodles, glutinous rice balls, wontons, hand-held lamb...

The little one had already been missing her old home on Earth for a while. This time she ate so many snacks that she stuffed herself with a little belly before she was willing to go back with Wu Tian.

There was still,

half an hour left until noon.

Qin Yuhan was cultivating.

So Wu Tian took the little one to his own Heaven-Numbered private room.

At the Heaven-Numbered room’s door,

Qing Zai was waiting there. No one knew how long he’d been waiting; when he saw Wu Tian and the little one return, he finally smiled and walked up, but he was still a bit timid.

"Teac... teac..."

He wanted to say "teacher," but Qing Zai was shy and suddenly started stuttering.

"You’re not trying to call him ’dad,’ are you?" The little one gave a playful grin, stared at him with her clear big eyes, and said in a milky voice, "Not allowed, okay? He’s my dad and mine alone."

If it were a pretty big sister,

the little one would actually want to get close.

But if it was any peer trying to steal Wu Tian away?

Then the little one absolutely wouldn’t agree.

"N-no... it’s not like that." Being roasted like this by the little one, Qing Zai grew even more nervous, flailing his hands and feet about, which looked quite funny.

"Then what are you here for? Speak."

The little one’s Queen aura suddenly burst out, domineering to the extreme.

"I... I... I..." Qing Zai got even more scared.

"Alright, stop scaring him." Wu Tian patted the little one’s head.

Then he looked at Qing Zai and said, "You want to learn faster, right?"

"Yes." Qing Zai nodded, feeling emotional inside. It wasn’t easy, but someone finally understood him.

"Then you need to wait a bit." Wu Tian smiled.

The Immortal Binding Rope

wasn’t easy to find.

There were lots of ropes in the Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House,

but Wu Tian still hadn’t found the Immortal Binding Rope.

Wu Tian wondered if he should go take a look in the Heavenly Court’s prison.

There might very well be many Immortal Binding Ropes there.

Wu Tian chuckled and went on, "What I’ll give you will be a rope, but I’ll tell you in advance, whether you can use this rope well or not depends on you."

What’s so hard about playing with a rope?

Qing Zai didn’t say anything, but a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Wu Tian smiled, saying nothing.

The Immortal Binding Rope has Spiritual Nature.

If you can’t befriend it, if you can’t conquer it, you might very well end up bound by it first.

After Qing Zai left, Wu Tian took the little one back to the room to rest for a bit.

At the same time, while they were resting, Wu Tian went to take a look in the Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House.

The Heavenly Court’s prison, at the beginning, wasn’t all that different from prisons in the Mortal Realm.

But further in, the cells’ appearance grew more and more unusual.

At the start of the prison there was a forbidden room. Inside lay the corpse of a Toad Demon, and on the wall there was also a passage of text. Wu Tian read it for a while and found a story in it.

The Jade Emperor wanted to obtain Threads of Affection, so he exchanged bodies with the Toad Demon. But he hadn’t expected that the Toad Demon, wearing the Jade Emperor’s body, would want to take charge himself, and thus even triggered a battle between the Heavenly Emperor and Empress in the Heavenly Court!

And in the first level of the prison, there were plenty of Immortal Binding Ropes.

Wu Tian casually took a few.

Out of curiosity, Wu Tian went to the second level of the prison.

Here, there were trees everywhere, and this place had another name: netherworld Orchard.

Immortals who committed crimes would be bound by the tree roots, and on the trunk of one particular tree there was also a story recorded.

The Jade Emperor’s second daughter had fallen in love with a laboring scholar in the Mundane World.

The second Fairy was bound here.

This tree looked like an apple tree, but once the apples on it turned black, that Fairy would be utterly annihilated.

As long as the Immortal mended their ways, the apples would remain bright red, and even the tree roots would loosen and let them go.

Wu Tian couldn’t get into the third level, because between the second and third levels there was a labyrinth.

Wu Tian came out from the Heavenly Emperor’s Treasure House.

Just then, Qin Yuhan came to call him and their daughter to eat. The little one and Qin Yuhan both noticed that a rope had suddenly appeared in Wu Tian’s hand and were full of curiosity.

"Here."

Wu Tian was generous and casually handed each of them—Qin Yuhan and the little one—a strand of Immortal Binding Rope.

Only then did the family go to eat in the inn’s first-floor hall.

The little one loved meat, especially ribs.

The inn had those too. The little one’s arms were very short, and at the table she wanted to eat this dish and that dish,

but unfortunately,

she couldn’t reach anything.

She got so anxious she almost wanted to climb up onto the table.

Fortunately, Wu Tian stopped her in time.

"Alright, whatever you want to eat, Dad will get it for you." Wu Tian smiled and shook his head.

"Those ribs... and that beef." The little one started shouting.

"Okay."

Wu Tian nodded and carefully picked food for the little one. Since she was still young, he tried to pick smaller pieces, afraid she would just gulp them down recklessly.

The little one was eating to her heart’s content. Wu Tian hadn’t expected that after just strolling around eating snacks, she would now eat so much at mealtime again.

Girls... are they all foodies?

At the same time, over in the City Lord’s Mansion, Lin Kongxin had no mood to eat.

"Trash, trash! I send you to watch them, and you come back deaf instead?"

Lin Kongxin roared at the City Lord’s Mansion soldiers in front of him.

At this moment, the head soldier had no choice but to speak up for his men. "Young master, you can’t really blame them for this. That group truly has some skill."

"They have skill? Are you saying your young master here doesn’t?" Lin Kongxin hated it when people brought up the word ’skill’; right now he was even more enraged. "I don’t care what methods you use, you must avenge me, your young master, do you hear me?"