Chapter Eight: Possessing the Potential of an Immortal Emperor

When Chen Yao returned, he saw her standing beside a large pit.

“Junior sister, be careful not to fall in. How did such a big pit appear here? It looks like a peach tree was uprooted.”

Jiang Wan patted her small chest.

“I pulled it out!”

Not only did Chen Yao not believe her, but even Jiang Yao was skeptical.

In her previous life, Jiang Wan had been pushed into the Demonic Abyss to cultivate devilish skills seven years later when the secret realm opened. Now, she was just a child who ate and slept all day—how could she have the ability to uproot a ten-meter-high peach tree?

“Haha, junior sister, you’re not even as tall as a peach yet, how could you possibly pull out a peach tree? Come on, I’ll take you back.”

Jiang Yao thought Jiang Wan was boasting and scoffed, not taking her words seriously at all.

The immortal cultivation world also had day and night. They returned late, and after Jiang Wan was sent back to the courtyard, she went to sleep immediately, only waking at dawn.

Her cultivation had improved thanks to the bloodline of the Earth God Ape, reaching the second layer of Qi Refinement.

At this stage, she still couldn’t release spiritual energy outward; it was mainly for strengthening the body.

Speaking of peaches, the three-year-old child found the maidservants nearby, two of whom were named Zixiang and Ziyun.

“Sister Zixiang, can you take me to find my father?”

This time, Sect Master Leng Feng had replaced Jiang Wan’s maidservants. Zixiang was at the early Foundation Establishment stage of cultivation.

She was assigned so that when Jiang Wan wanted to find her father, the maid could take her, flying directly by sword.

Zixiang looked at Jiang Wan’s messy hair and chubby little face, her big eyes full of expectation, and her heart melted completely.

“All right, I’ll comb your hair and then take you to see the Sect Master.”

Wearing a pale purple dress, Zixiang crouched down and gently braided Jiang Wan’s hair into two small buns, then examined her carefully.

“So pretty! Let’s go—I’ll take you to see the Sect Master right away.”

Jiang Wan’s eyes sparkled; this new Sister Zixiang was so gentle!

She was so different from the two fierce maids before.

Held softly in the arms like a fragrant, soft bundle, Jiang Wan felt her thoughts growing sluggish. Could it be that her tiny body had too little brain capacity?

“Sister Zixiang, you’re so beautiful and gentle!”

Zixiang smiled with crescent eyes, holding the soft child in her arms, then suddenly thought of something.

“You haven’t eaten breakfast yet. Do you want to eat first and then go find the Sect Master?”

Emerging from the gentle warmth of Zixiang’s care, Jiang Wan realized her stomach was growling.

“Yes, yes! What’s for breakfast?”

“Spirit rice porridge and low-level spirit beast phoenix tail chicken meat buns. How do those sound?”

The little girl’s mouth watered, nodding eagerly like a chick pecking grain.

“Yay, I love it! Bring me lots!”

Seeing her little glutton’s eagerness, Zixiang couldn’t help but laugh. Nearby, Ziyun smiled as she brought spirit rice porridge and three small spirit beast meat buns.

Jiang Wan saw the buns were about the size of small steamed buns.

“Sister Zixiang, these are too small and delicate, right? I have a huge appetite! Don’t worry about me getting full—bring me as many as you have!”

Zixiang wasn’t refusing her food but worried she might overeat and hurt her stomach. Plus, these buns contained spiritual energy, which Jiang Wan’s low cultivation level couldn’t fully absorb, and that wouldn’t be good for her.

“Eat first. If you’re still hungry, I’ll get you more. You can’t eat too much at once; your stomach won’t be able to handle all the spiritual energy!”

Zixiang’s gentle words were like a balm.

Jiang Wan sat at the table, holding three buns, finishing each in two bites, and drinking the porridge down in a few sips. Still, she looked as if she hadn’t eaten enough, gazing pitifully at Zixiang.

“Sister Zixiang, I’m hungry!”

Zixiang took out another three buns and a bowl of thin porridge from her storage ring.

Jiang Wan was small but quick, cheeks puffed out, rapidly finishing this portion too.

“Another round?”

She hadn’t realized her enormous appetite; thanks to the essence blood of the Earth God source, she was hungrier than others.

After five portions, she finally felt full.

Held again in Zixiang’s soft, fragrant arms, Jiang Wan closed her eyes briefly as they reached the main hall where her father was.

Leng Feng, the True Lord, from afar saw a peach tree walking toward him.

At first, he thought he was seeing things. Upon probing carefully with his divine sense, he saw the little child beneath the peach tree and couldn’t help but smile.

Jiang Wan, not even as tall as a calf, was carrying a ten-meter-high peach tree, wide enough to embrace with two arms.

“Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy…”

Such a continuous string of “daddy”s could make anyone dazed. Leng Feng’s heart melted. He stepped forward and used his spiritual energy to lift the peach tree from her hands.

“Daddy, I brought you peaches.”

Looking at the tree, which indeed bore over a hundred peaches, Leng Feng laughed and nodded.

“Well done, truly daddy’s good daughter, my little sweetheart. Daddy gratefully accepts these peaches, hahaha.”

[You have endured countless hardships and dangers throughout the myriad realms, traversing untold distances to finally find a single spirit-infused immortal peach—truly a rare feat!]

[A prodigal’s repentance is worth more than gold. This filial act moves heaven and earth, letting all know you still have humanity, greatly increasing your redemption.]

[Task complete. Task reward… sizzle… sizzle… Calculation error: where are so many spirit-infused immortal peaches? And a whole immortal peach tree?]

[Reward adjusting…]

[Task reward: Tenfold comprehension of talisman path, level up; Hundredfold comprehension of talisman path, level up; Full comprehension of talisman path, complete.]

Jiang Wan: “Master Tong, I love it so much!”

She tilted her little head, watching her father store the peach tree in his storage ring, then suddenly thought of something.

“Daddy, Wanwan doesn’t have a spirit beast yet, only an egg that hasn’t hatched. Can you give me a spirit beast pouch?”

For Sect Master Leng Feng, this was an easy request.

He immediately took a small golden bracelet from his sleeve and placed it on her wrist.

“Daddy gives you this. You’ll drip blood to claim it—it’s a Spirit Feeding Ring with ten spatial compartments, able to hold ten spirit beasts.

That should be the egg of the Xuanwu divine beast from the back mountain that passed away. Once I refine the Xuanwu turtle shell for you, Wanwan will have a life-saving defensive treasure.”

Jiang Wan gasped in astonishment.

A divine beast Xuanwu?

“Daddy, is it really a divine beast?”

Leng Feng smiled as he pinched her small cheek, sighing wistfully.

“Though the bloodline isn’t pure, on our Guili continent, it’s the closest to the Xuanwu bloodline we have.”

Jiang Wan placed the Xuanwu spirit beast egg into the Spirit Feeding Ring when Jing and elder brother came to report.

“The Sect Master of Wandan Sect has arrived with disciples to congratulate you on finding your biological daughter.”

Held in Leng Feng’s arms, Jiang Wan heard the name Wandan Sect and thought of Wanfuzong, Wanjianzong, and curiously asked,

“Daddy, is there also a Wanzhen Sect?”

“Hahaha! My Wanwan truly is talented and destined to be a celestial emperor—”

Before Leng Feng could finish, Jiang Wan covered his mouth.

“Daddy, we really shouldn’t say things like that!”