Invincible Dad

Sleep together!?

Ruan Tang's face flushed, her gaze icy as she glared fiercely at Xu Lai. "You were supposed to tell a story!"

"Oh, that." Xu Lai deflated in an instant. "You should be clearer next time. It's easy to misunderstand."

"..."

Ruan Tang was furious. This jerk! He actually has the nerve to blame me when it was his own dirty mind.

Afterward, Xu Lai resumed the tale of Venerable Qingfeng's invincible journey, and Ruan Tang listened with rapt attention. She was especially captivated when she heard about Venerable Qingfeng, hunted by the Hundred Immortal Sects, summoning the Nine-Colored Thunder Tribulation and successfully turning the tables to slay 93,000 people.

The Heavenly Tribulation was merciless, and Venerable Qingfeng survived by the skin of his teeth. He used the bloodlines of the Hundred Immortal Sects to defy fate, shattering the talent shackles of the Human Race to achieve the Celestial Venerable Realm.

At long last, the Ancestral Land of the Human Race birthed its first ten-thousand-zhang Dao candle.

As countless Human Race cultivators knelt on the ground, tears streaming down their faces while they emotionally cried out Qingfeng's name, Ruan Tang also secretly wiped the corner of her eye.

According to Xu Lai, this signified that the Human Race finally had its first Celestial Venerable and was no longer suppressed by the Heavenly Dao. It also officially put an end to the saying that 'the Human Race were trash at cultivation, forever stuck at the Venerable Realm.'

From that point on, the Human Race, which had been oppressed by the Heavenly Dao for countless ages, had its geniuses awakened. These were figures of astonishing talent from various eras who had been forced to lie dormant in the Dao Endowment, sleeping for hundreds or even thousands of years. At this moment, they began their journey to rise!

In just a thousand years, the number of ten-thousand-zhang Dao candles had grown to seventeen. As for Venerable Qingfeng, his Boundary broke through once again, and his Dao candle grew to a height of 100,000 zhang.

The Human Race successfully entered the top 10,000 of the race rankings, and their position continued to climb. In a mere 100,000 years, they became... number one!

At this point, Xu Lai's voice was calm, devoid of any fluctuation or emotion.

"But Venerable Qingfeng must have been so tired," Ruan Tang whispered softly.

"He wasn't tired, because this glorious era—was exactly as he wished!" Xu Lai's words were firm and decisive.

Ruan Tang fell silent.

In contrast to her mother's sentimentality, Yiyi's big eyes shone even brighter. She wasn't moved by the sense of mission to 'secure the Human Race's destiny'; she simply thought the world of the Immortal Domain sounded brilliant and dazzling, a place she longed to see.

What a pity it's just a story.

The little girl yawned and fell asleep. In a daze, she dreamed she had become the Empress of the Immortal Domain, with all the myriad races bowing in worship.

Gazing down at the dense sea of people kneeling before her, Xu Yiyi didn't feel particularly happy. Instead, she suddenly recalled a certain summer from her childhood and a little boy who had bragged about being the top dog of East Sea. He had been impossibly arrogant, yet she had long since forgotten his face.

On that day, the wind was calm, and there were few clouds in the sky.

...

「The next day.」

Although it was the weekend, Xu Yiyi still went to Galaxy Kindergarten. Surprisingly, Qian Xiao was sitting on a swing in the garden, idly watching the white clouds.

When the little boy saw the 'Big Sister' arrive, his bored eyes lit up. "Yiyi, what are you doing here!"

"I'm sorry, Qian Xiao. I dreamed that you died last night, so I came to see if you were still alive," Xu Yiyi said, her voice choked with emotion. "I guess dreams are fake after all."

Qian Xiao: "..."

Xu Lai: "..."

No wonder she refused to go to the company with Ruan Tang and insisted on coming to the kindergarten.

Qian Xiao wasn't sure if his Big Sister was happy he hadn't died or disappointed that he was still alive. He didn't know anything, and he didn't dare ask.

So, he said weakly, "My parents are both busy, and they're afraid I'll cause trouble, so I stay at the kindergarten on weekends. Yiyi, do you want to come in and play?"

"Can I, Daddy?" Xu Yiyi looked at her father with anticipation.

"Uncle Xu, we have ten security guards here. It's absolutely safe!" Qian Xiao added quickly.

"Go ahead," Xu Lai nodded.

Even without security guards, he'd be at ease. After all, a Martial Ancestor was protecting her in secret. Although Tan Chang's Boundary had improved, he seemed to have gotten much sillier, but his strength should be fine.

With that, Xu Lai went to the university.

A group of elderly people was sitting in the infirmary at Dongli University. Liu Nanwei and Zhou Feng dared not drive them away; in fact, they had to respectfully serve them tea.

One of them was Li Shouzhong, and the rest were his old friends, all top specialists in the medical industry. There were practitioners of both Western and Chinese medicine. Furthermore, these old-timers had all been, or were currently, professors or doctoral advisors at top medical schools.

It could be said that these men and women, with an average age of over sixty, were the most important cornerstones of Hua Country's medical field over the past fifty years. They had made immense contributions to the education and legacy of medicine in Hua Country.

And they had been waiting here since yesterday, just to meet Xu Lai.

"Director Li, esteemed professors, please head back for now. Xu Lai won't be in to work until tomorrow," Zhou Feng said cautiously, though he was burning with envy on the inside. He had seen talented young doctors before, but he had never seen Li Shouzhong place so much importance on anyone.

Moreover, in the face of Xu Lai's revolutionary medical theories, the other giants of the medical field were divided. Eager to debate with him, they could no longer sit still. As a result, professors teaching at the university had skipped their classes, and doctors working in hospitals had taken leave.

This resulted in the current scene. However, Xu Lai was unaware of any of this and had left the group waiting for a full day.

"It's alright, we'll just wait," said a benevolent-looking, white-haired old woman with a gentle smile and a warm voice.

Zhou Feng didn't dare say more. This old woman was a formidable figure named Lin Qiu, a doctoral advisor in neurology at East Sea University. She had published 40 SCI papers, 36 as the first author, had 25 ESI highly-cited papers, and her work had been cited over 10,000 times in total. She was renowned in both the academic and medical communities.

"If only we had Xu Lai's phone number, we could have called him," Zhou Feng said in exasperation. Having a group of experts wait for some kid was simply infuriating.

But something even more infuriating was about to happen.

A young man lying on a hospital bed, connected to an oxygen tube and various medical instruments, was wheeled into the infirmary. It was a good thing the infirmary was large enough; otherwise, it would have been impossible to accommodate so many people.

This entourage, of course, belonged to Fang Zheng of the Fang Family.

Zhou Feng was already on edge and about to lose his temper when he heard Lin Qiu ask in surprise, "Fang Zheng, what brings you here?"

Who? Fang Zheng?

Although Zhou Feng worked in East Sea, he was a Hangcheng native, so the name was certainly familiar to him.

Could it be—the head of the Fang Family, Fang Zheng?!

"Professor Lin, I'm surprised to see you here as well," Fang Zheng said, somewhat taken aback.

After his son, Fang Cheng, was in a car accident and fell into a coma, Fang Zheng had done everything in his power as a father. He had spent a fortune and called in countless favors to find all the top medical experts in related fields. Among them were the neurologist Lin Qiu and several others present in the room.

"I'm here to see Xu Lai," Lin Qiu said. She then glanced at Fang Cheng on the bed and sighed. "Is your son still not awake...?"

"Mr. Xu said he has a way to wake him," Fang Zheng stated plainly.

"Impossible!"

In the infirmary, Lin Qiu and three other elders spoke in unison.