Godly Stay-Home Dad

aid, “I’ll go to the west.”

“Then I’ll stay in the center.
According to our division, the center is relatively small and I don’t want to work too hard.
How about I leave the larger south to you?” Daofu looked at Nan Shisan.

“Hehe.”

Nan Shisan chuckled and left quickly.

According to their division of the areas, there was an entrance to the worldlets respectively in the east, west, north, and while there were two in the center, there was none in the south.

Because they all knew that Nan Feng had built the Wind Snow School, so of course Nan Shisan had to choose the worst place.

Unfortunately, Nan Shisan didn’t think in the same way.

“More than a decade ago, Prince Nan Feng came back and told me how prosperous the Wind Snow School was.
Now, it must have become the greatest sect, right? Our disciples exist in five worldlets, and we have numerous disciples.
I don’t care about winning over worldlet people from you.”

Seeing the five people leaving quickly, Ye Tianlang became dumbfounded.

“Boss, what do we do?” Azure Dragon asked hoarsely.
“They’re from Kunlun Immortal World and seem to be powerful.
If we gather so many people and then they attack, the National Security Agency will become the biggest sinner.”

“We have no choice.
Didn’t you hear what they said?”

White Tiger sighed.
“They’ve divided the areas.
With their powerful soul sense, if we do not inform the world, they will slaughter the martial arts world.
Numerous people will die.”

“Do we inform the worldlets too?”

“No.” Ye Tianlang paused for a second and shook his head.
“Martial artists from worldlet sects are also in the secular world.
They’ll know once we release the news.
Those from Kunlun Immortal World are not to be trifled with.
I can feel that.
They’re much more terrifying than those at the Heaven Peak Stage.
Since we can’t stop them, we’ll obey them.
Perhaps it’s not what we think, and they do have something to announce.”

Ye Tianlang somehow felt that the large batch of people who disappeared more than 50 years ago might not have died; instead, they might have entered Kunlun Immortal World.

Therefore, through the National Security Agency, the news was quickly spread throughout the entire martial arts world.

“Kunlun Immortal World wants the world to know that all martial artists at or above the Wu Dao Grand Master Stage should gather at the east of the Kunlun Mountain Range tomorrow morning.”

“What the heck? Where’s Kunlun Immortal World?”

“So freaking bad*ss.
You want the world to know? How about if I don’t go?”

“…”

Some young martial artists scoffed at that.

Of course, most of them who scoffed were not Wu Dao Grand Masters, so it basically had nothing to do with them.

Nevertheless, Wu Dao Grand Masters all felt kind of confused.
“Does this mean that something big is going to happen?”

Finally, when the martial arts world became chaotic, some martial artists from the older generation came up with answers.

“Kunlun Immortal World is a holy land, even much greater than a worldlet.”

“I once heard from my second grandpa that people from Kunlun Immortal World can do magical things.
We cannot compare with them.
Now, if they appear again, it might be a blessing or a catastrophe.”

“There are all immortals in seclusion there.
You can’t disobey the order.”

“…”

These words stirred up the martial arts world; many people felt that the world was going to change.

At the same time in Sanmen City…

A man in his early 20s just stepped out from an Internet cafe.

Looking sullen, he cursed, “Such freaking bad luck.
Only one winning game.
Hard to get points in those ranking tournaments.”

On his way, he saw a mineral water bottle and kicked it away with force.

An old man nearby calmly asked, “Why didn’t you pick it up and throw it into a trash can?”

The young man snapped, “Someone else threw it.
Why do I have to pay for others’ mistakes?”

However, when he saw that the other man was old, he lost interest in arguing.
Walking forward, he kicked the bottle again when passing it.
It turned out that he kicked it exactly into a trash can.

He didn’t know how he could control his force so accurately.
When he was young, he had realized that he was stronger than his peers.
He could both skate on ice and the ground; he had good balance and could exert his strength in an accurate way.

He didn’t find it to be anything strange because he just thought that he was talented at using strength.

Feeling upset, he walked to his dorm.
He was 20 and supposed to be in college, but he learned how to be a cook.
Today was his day off, and he spent the entire day gaming but felt so bad after losing again and again.

The dorm was a little remote, and on his way back, he would pass a valley.

“No.
I’ve lost so much.
I must win it back!”

Halfway there, the young man stopped walking and quickly turned around.

“Ah!”

Just when he turned around, he saw the old man less than half a meter away from him, not even making a sound.
“Is he a ghost?”

The youth was scared and collapsed to the ground.

When he came to his senses, he asked, “What do you want?”

“Want to cultivate with me?”

“Cultivate? You must be dreaming, old man.”

The young man patted his buttocks.
“Cultivate by yourself.
I’m going gaming.”

“Stop!”

A calm voice rang out.

“Buzz!”

The youth suddenly found that he couldn’t move; he could not even blink.

He wanted to open his mouth but it weighed a ton.

“Thump!”

“Did I run into a ghost?”

The young man’s heart skipped a beat; sweat was dripping down his back.

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