A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 9

Finally, after three days under Wu Hao’s medical care, Wu Yifan slowly regained consciousness.

“Ugh, where am I? Did I die?” Wu Yifan exerted a little effort to open his heavy eyes and glanced around his surroundings with some confusion.

After all, the Wu Family had expanded considerably compared to before, so it was normal for Wu Yifan not to remember.

The attendant watching over Wu Yifan hurriedly went to inform Wu Hao and the others upon seeing him about to wake up.

Before long, Wu Hao and the others rushed in from outside. Seeing Wu Yifan awake, they all breathed a collective sigh of relief.

Bai Yuyou, however, grasped Wu Yifan’s hand and started to cry.

“Son, you have no idea how worried your mother was.”

Upon seeing his mother’s tears and the concern on his family’s faces, Wu Yifan realized he had indeed returned home.

However, his cultivation was now completely gone, shattered by the attacks of those three Saint Kings.

Yet Wu Yifan did not let this discourage him. Being a genius with a genius’s mindset, he didn’t worry about such things. Cultivation could simply be regained through practice.

“Mother, I’m fine. See, I’m perfectly okay,” Wu Yifan said, attempting to comfort his mother after hearing her cry.

To his surprise, this only made Bai Yuyou even more upset.

“Perfectly okay? If it weren’t for your great-grandfather’s intervention, you might have died on the way.”

“I understand. I promise this won’t happen again next time.” Wu Yifan could only repeatedly assure Bai Yuyou, who then decided not to pursue the matter further.

Wu Qiankun also approached Wu Yifan with a very somber expression and said, “Son, who hurt you? Tell me, and I’ll avenge you!”

“Uh, better not, Dad. You’re not a match for them.” Wu Yifan touched his nose and said a bit embarrassedly.

However, Wu Qiankun clearly misunderstood, thinking his son believed he was too weak to confront the attackers. So he continued, “It’s okay, son. Tell me. I am, after all, a Divine Transformation stage expert!”

After all, when Wu Yifan returned, his cultivation had been completely destroyed, so Wu Qiankun assumed the enemy couldn’t be that formidable.

Hearing his father’s words, Wu Yifan could only sigh helplessly and agree, “Alright, the ones who took me down were three Saint Kings in the early stage.”

“Hmph, just three… wait, three what?” Wu Qiankun was about to dismissively say ‘just three early-stage Saint Kings,’ but quickly realized what he heard. It was as if his throat got stuck, and he couldn’t say anything more.

The expressions of the surrounding Wu family members also shifted to shock. Clearly, they hadn’t anticipated that Wu Yifan’s prowess was such that he could even escape from Saint King experts.

Wu Yifan too had a lingering fear from surviving such a dangerous encounter. If it wasn’t for his early-stage Saint cultivation and his powerful Ancient Sacred Body, he might not have escaped.

Although his realm had been reduced to nothing, Wu Yifan was confident he would surpass his past peak and become a Great Emperor!

“So, son, after twenty years of cultivation, what level did you achieve?” Wu Qiankun swallowed hard, his tone somewhat strained as he asked.

He remembered that before Wu Yifan left the Wu Family, he was just a beginner in the Golden Core stage. Now, in just twenty years, Wu Yifan had managed to escape from three early-stage Saint Kings. To what extent had he grown?

“I was lucky enough to break through to the early stage of being a Saint.”

As they observed the extremely calm expression on Wu Yifan’s face, all the Wu Family members present simultaneously thought he was trying to show off, although they had no evidence to prove it.

At this moment, Wu Hao spoke up. “Alright, Yifan has just recently recovered from his severe injuries. Let him rest well. Everyone else, go and focus on what you should be doing.”

“Yes, Dad/Grandfather/Great Grandfather,” they replied.

The second, third, and Fourth Generations of the Wu Family all left to cultivate, and soon only Wu Hao and Wu Yifan were left in the room.

At this moment, Wu Yifan’s expression finally turned serious. He originally thought of his great grandfather Wu Hao as a simple cultivator because, after all, how powerful could a cultivator from the Southern Region be?

The entire Xuantian Realm is divided into five regions: Northern, Western, Eastern, Central, and Southern, with the Southern Region being the weakest among them. Many, upon gaining considerable power, would leave the Southern Region to venture into the other four regions.

Only after leaving the Wu Family did Wu Yifan come to understand his great grandfather Wu Hao’s formidable nature. The Ancient Sacred Method Sutra seemed custom-tailored for his Ancient Sacred Body, not to mention the resources available.

The Spirit Stones he could receive within the Wu Family were Supreme Spirit Stones, whereas outside, even superpowers could only distribute high-grade Spirit Stones. This reflected the fearsome aspect of the Wu Family, or rather, of Great Grandfather Wu Hao.

“Great Grandfather,” Wu Yifan quickly said as he saw Wu Hao approaching. He struggled to sit up on the bed, but Wu Hao gestured for him not to bother, then asked, “So what do you plan to do about those three Saint Kings?”

Hearing this, Wu Yifan’s expression turned grave. He could tell from his great grandfather’s tone that if he requested it, Wu Hao would likely annihilate them on his behalf.

However, Wu Yifan was a genius with his own pride; he believed that he should personally take down any enemies so that his mind could remain open and his path to immortality would be smooth. Without hesitation, Wu Yifan responded, “Great Grandfather, I want to handle this matter myself.”

“Indeed, worthy of being my descendant. The resources here are sufficient for you to quickly recover to the Saint level and even break through to become a Great Saint. Once you reach that point, you should be able to deal with those three Saint Kings.”

“Also, your Ancient Sacred Body is currently only cultivated to a minor completion. Work quickly to cultivate it to full completion.”

With just a glance, Wu Hao could tell that Wu Yifan’s Ancient Sacred Body had only been cultivated to a minor completion at that point.

The Ancient Sacred Body has twelve layers of seals, and breaking through these seals is necessary to unlock the body’s full potential. Breaking one seal is known as reaching the entry level, three as minor completion, and only by breaking nine can it be considered as reaching full completion. Currently, Wu Yifan has only managed to break through six levels.

Upon hearing his great grandfather’s words, Wu Yifan could only smile wryly.

“Great Grandfather, I wish I could, but finding the rare materials needed to break the seals of the Ancient Sacred Body is incredibly difficult. Even after all my efforts over the years, I could only obtain enough to break through six seals.”

“You don’t need to worry about that. Our family’s strength has grown considerably over the years, and we’ve collected quite a few medicinal herbs in the Xuantian Realm. You should check the family treasury; you might find the rare materials needed to break the seals of the Ancient Sacred Body.”

Over the past twenty years, as Wu Hao’s cultivation steadily advanced, he also began to apply the knowledge he learned on Earth by establishing a commercial guild in the Southern Region, amassing wealth on a grand scale.

Since the System couldn’t continuously invest in feedback resources, Wu Hao had the family earn money and hand it over to him for distribution, thus triggering the System’s feedback. In these twenty years, the Wu Family’s wealth has grown to an astonishing level, comparable even to that of a holy land.