Invincible Dad-Chapter 799 - 779: It Won’t Be Too Expensive, Right?_1

"The Supreme Emperor, save me!!!"

Sikong Jiu took a deep breath and, in a childish voice, let out the loudest cry of his life.

"..."

The Ji Family’s Seventh Elder fell silent. She smiled again, her laughter echoing throughout the Star Domain. The Six-Armed Dharma Phase Realm was enormous, yet the smile that bloomed upon its face was beautiful enough to cause the downfall of nations. But this beauty was a deadly poison.

The laughter drew the gazes of numerous Cultivators in the Solar System. As they stole glances at the Dharma Phase Realm, their eyes gradually grew obsessed, completely unaware that their very souls were slowly crumbling.

A Quasi-Emperor was not to be desecrated. Even sneaking a glance was forbidden. Ants should kneel, press their heads to the ground, and offer their devout souls and lives to be taken at will.

"Jiu Kongsi, a hundred eras have passed, yet you’ve shown no growth at all. You’ve only become more ridiculous." The Seventh Elder spoke with disdain. "Do you have any idea how far the Heavenly Court is from Earth? Even if Xu Qingfeng is in the Emperor Realm, his Divine Sense couldn’t possibly reach this far." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"To be fair, that’s true," Sikong Jiu nodded earnestly.

The brow of the Seventh Elder’s Dharma Phase Realm furrowed slightly. Those few words made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable. She had the strange feeling that this Emperor Realm expert, whom the Nine Kings’ Palace and the nine Royal Clans had pursued for an entire age, was mocking her ignorance.

"But... what if an Emperor Realm expert is right here?" Sikong Jiu blinked again.

"Keep up the tough talk," Ji Huanghun scoffed.

The Seventh Elder had no desire to waste any more words. With a mere thought, the void around her began to ripple as she prepared to depart.

"An honored guest has arrived. Why not stay a few more days?" A calm voice sounded, as pleasant as a spring breeze.

Ji Huanghun felt a gentle wind brush against his face, as if he were wandering among the clouds. However, the Seventh Elder Ji Biyun’s Dharma Phase Realm instantly froze, and the ripples in the void around it vanished. The Teleportation Array constructed by a Quasi-Emperor had been interrupted.

TAP. TAP. TAP.

The sound of footsteps drew nearer. Only then did Ji Biyun get a clear look at the man’s face. Even she, who rarely let her emotions show, couldn’t stop her brows from knitting together.

The man, dressed in a long white robe with his hands clasped behind his back, walked over slowly. His eyes seemed to hold billions of stars, making it impossible to look away. Of course, he would have seemed even more otherworldly if he weren’t wearing a pair of toe-exposing flip-flops.

Ji Biyun could hardly believe it. This was the Human Emperor, Xu Qingfeng—the man who, in just a few tens of thousands of years, had single-handedly raised the weak Human Race to the top of the Immortal Domain’s rankings. He had led the Heavenly Court in suppressing the Four Immortal Domains and was worshiped as a god by countless Cultivators, yet he was so... unconventional. This was a far cry from the Great Emperor Qingfeng that Ji Biyun had always imagined!

With little time to ponder, a slender figure in light green emerged from the Dharma Phase Realm. It was the Quasi-Emperor’s true body.

"Ji Biyun of the Ji Family pays her respects to Great Emperor Qingfeng. This junior has urgent matters to attend to and must take her leave," Ji Biyun said, performing the salute of a junior. A flicker of regret flashed across her bowed head before vanishing. Now that The Supreme Emperor is here, I probably can’t take Jiu Kongsi away today. Still, just getting confirmation on his whereabouts is the greatest reward from this trip. All I need to do now is leave the Solar System alive.

"Trying to leave? I don’t think so!" Sikong Jiu suddenly spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood. "Supreme Emperor," he said grimly, "they insulted you earlier! I... as your most loyal subordinate, I naturally had to defend your honor with my life! But they’re relying on the Nine Kings’ Palace! They showed you no respect and injured the Emissary you sent... Cough, cough." He coughed up a string of blood, spraying it all over the golden body of Ji Biyun’s Dharma Phase Realm.

The true body of the Quasi-Emperor from the Ji Family felt her face darken.

Ji Huanghun roared in anger, "Jiu Kongsi! To think you were once in the Emperor Realm! How dare you twist the truth and make such shameless accusations!"

"Pfft—" Sikong Jiu sprayed another mouthful of blood. "These injuries... it’ll take me thirty to fifty thousand years to recover," he lamented tragically.

Ji Huanghun was speechless. They were all old Cultivators who were no strangers to murder and plunder. The moment Sikong Jiu spoke, Ji Huanghun knew exactly what he was up to. His finger trembled with rage. "You... Are you trying to extort the Ji Family? The Supreme Elder didn’t even harm you!"

"Pfft!" Sikong Jiu coughed up blood as if it were free. "Supreme Emperor, you must see justice done for me!" he cried pitifully.

Ji Huanghun was about to spew a string of Immortal Domain curses when he was cut off by Sikong Jiu’s lazy voice. "Little Ji, you should recognize your own status when you speak. I couldn’t be bothered with you before, but it seems the juniors of the Ji Family no longer even understand the rules."

"You..." Ji Huanghun instinctively started to retort but stopped when he felt an icy gaze fall upon him. It was the Seventh Elder, Ji Biyun. Her gaze was cold. So cold that it jolted Ji Huanghun back to his senses, nearly scaring him to death on the spot.

That’s right... The elation of obtaining an Emperor Artifact embryo and discovering Jiu Kongsi’s whereabouts went to my head. I got carried away and forgot my place. Who are these three people before me? One is the Ji Family’s Seventh Supreme Elder, the personal disciple of the Seventh Ancestor, and a Quasi-Emperor Realm powerhouse. One is an Emperor Realm expert from the First Era when emperors rose in droves, the only one who could stand as an equal to Great Emperor Tiangui. Although his strength is diminished now, his seniority is undeniable. And the last one... he is the very sky of the current Immortal Domain. How could a mere Divine Bridge Realm cultivator like me have the right to speak out of turn before these three titans?

"When you return to the Ji Family, you will accept a punishment of 30,000 years," Ji Biyun said coldly, not even sparing Ji Huanghun a glance. She then looked at Jiu Kongsi, who, despite no longer being restrained, was still shamelessly lounging in the palm of her Dharma Phase Realm’s golden body, refusing to leave.

The Ji Family’s Quasi-Emperor retracted her murderous gaze and smiled. "Injuring the Heavenly Court’s Emissary was a misunderstanding. My Ji Family is willing to offer five Holy Medicines to help the Emissary heal."

"Don’t waste the Spirit Plants. My life is fleeting. You might as well just send me a coffin."

"Ten Holy Medicines."

"Had the heavens not birthed me, Sikong Jiu, the Immortal Domain would be an eternal night. How dreadfully dull the Immortal Domain will be after I die."

"Twenty Holy Medicines." Ji Biyun struggled to keep her expression neutral.

"That should be just barely enough to recover." Sikong Jiu asked, feigning concern, "This won’t be too expensive for you, will it?"

"..." Ji Biyun forced a smile. "Not at all."

Even for the Ji Family, bringing out twenty million-year-old Holy Medicines is a painful loss. Though she was grinding her teeth in hatred, the Ji Family’s Quasi-Emperor could only say this. Who could she blame? An Emperor Realm expert was standing right in front of them. Only by paying a heavy price could she hope to leave alive. Otherwise, if Emperor Qingfeng used this fabricated excuse to execute her here, the Ji Family would not start a war with the Heavenly Court on her behalf, especially not at this critical juncture before the impending Emperor Fall Era. It was a pity to lose these supreme Spirit Plants, which were meant for nurturing the family’s prodigies or extending the lives of its elders.

"Write an IOU first. I don’t believe a single word your Ji Family says," Sikong Jiu demanded.

Writing an IOU was out of the question. If I write one, who knows if he’ll add interest? With Jiu Kongsi’s shamelessness, he might let it compound until it’s a hundred Holy Medicines.

Ji Biyun beckoned, and a jade-green bracelet floated into the air.