The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

Dragged and pulled by the eight-tailed fox to the outside of the pharmacy, Shen Yao acted like a rogue, clinging to a tree trunk outside the yard and refusing to go inside.

Tu Xiaoxiao became increasingly curious about what kind of injury could make her so reluctant to admit it. She was determined to take her to see a pharmacist today.

Sensing the commotion outside the courtyard, Huo Die left the bath and climbed over the courtyard wall, where he saw his daughter clinging to a tree and Tu Xiaoxiao looking anxious and worried.

When Shen Yao saw Huo Die, it was as if she had seen a savior: "Father! Come quick, come quick!"

Huo Die leaped to the tree: "What are you doing?"

Shen Yao pulled him and winked, "Dad, tell him quickly that my old injuries will be fine after taking one bottle of medicine, and I don't need to see a pharmacist."

My daughter is perfectly healthy now, what old injury could she possibly have? She must be lying to the fox demon, she can't cover it up now.

Huo frowned, scrutinizing her, thinking, 'My daughter's habit of lying really needs to be addressed; it absolutely must be.'

He, an upright and honest god, repeatedly made exceptions to help her cover up her lies.

Huo Die, with a stern face, cooperated with her, his expression clearly saying, "Yes, there's no need to see the pharmacist. Go back to Xiaoxiang Garden and don't come to the pharmacy unless it's absolutely necessary."

"Alright! I'm off." Shen Yao felt like she'd been granted a pardon and ran off in a flash.

Tu Xiaoxiao looked disapproving: "Immortal Venerable, is Sister Shen really alright? She had a lot of nosebleeds just now."

Huo Die glanced at him: "Keep your fox tail hidden and stop showing off in front of my daughter."

Tu Xiaoxiao's ears and tail drooped down. Shen Yao's father didn't seem to like him. What should they do?

……

Emperor Immortal City, True God Sect.

Shi Bao's innate talent was too extraordinary, and his physical growth was very slow. At the age of eleven, he was only up to Jiang Ming's thigh and still looked like a little bean.

The little boy's hair was tied up and his clothes were impeccable. Despite his young age, he had a noble air about him and was clearly a well-bred young master.

The little one's handwriting is also neat and upright, with strong strokes.

Jiang Ming watched Shi Bao practice calligraphy, his eyes filled with satisfaction: "Shi Bao's calligraphy is getting better and better."

Shi Bao remained calm and composed, finishing the last stroke of his brush. He looked up at his father, a smile spreading across his clear eyes: "Daddy, don't praise me anymore. You praise me every time you see it, but Shi Bao is going to get arrogant."

Jiang Ming never stopped smiling in front of his son: "It's okay for Shi Bao to be proud. My son is born to be proud."

"Knock, knock, knock." It was Wang Xu knocking on the door from the outside.

"Come in." Jiang Ming allowed Wang Xu to enter. When Wang Xu saw that Shi Bao was also there, his eyes darted around, and he remained silent.

Jiang Ming then knew the purpose of his visit and said gently to Shi Bao, "Shi Bao, you've finished your homework for today, go out and play."

Shi Bao obediently went out.

As soon as Shi Bao left, Jiang Ming's face turned cold: "Speak."

Wang Xu opened the communication device and retrieved the received message: "Master, our informant in Longyuan City has sent word that Fairy Shen and Feng Yu are in Longyuan City and have moved into the Tu family's residence."

“Shen Xianzi’s father, disguised as a young boy, is also in the Tu family.”

Jiang Ming's eyes were icy: "I understand."

Wang Xu couldn't understand it. Ever since the hall master had survived the near-death experience, he always spoke of Shen Xianzi with such a cold and indifferent attitude. The hall master no longer chased after her like before, but he still paid attention to her news. Wang Xu didn't know whether he had let go or not.

Wang Xu, being thoughtful, asked another question: "Master, aren't you going to the demon realm..."

“I’m not going.” Jiang Ming interrupted directly, stroking the words Shi Bao had just finished writing: “The child is here, she will come back sooner or later.”

"Understood, I'll take my leave." Wang Xu took his leave, opened the door and stood there stunned. Shi Bao stood quietly at the door, clearly having heard the conversation.

Jiang Ming was also stunned. This child was born with ten spiritual roots, and his aptitude was far better than his. When he hid himself, even his spiritual sense could not detect him.

The eleven-year-old already understood everything. Shi Bao calmly walked in and, without any pretense, asked Jiang Ming directly, "Dad, does Mom not want me anymore?"

Jiang Ming waved for Wang Xu to leave quickly. Wang Xu silently closed the door and left. Jiang Ming walked over and squatted down in front of Shi Bao, holding his little chubby hand, and said softly, "Your mother loves you very much and has never abandoned you."

"Dad lied to me!" Shi Bao was a little agitated: "I know everything. Mom had always been cold to Dad and only liked Uncle Feng Yu. Now that she's run off with Uncle Feng Yu, she definitely doesn't want me anymore."

Jiang Ming suppressed his anger: "Who told you all this?"

“Nobody told me.” Shi Bao couldn’t hold back her tears as they streamed down her face. “I knew from the beginning that you all lied to me when you said Mother went out to treat her injuries. It’s been so long, and Mother hasn’t sent me a single message.”

The strong little boy had kept his feelings hidden for too long. When they were suddenly exposed, he could no longer suppress his grievances and, like a little baby, tilted his head back and burst into tears.

Jiang Ming couldn't care less about his own distress; he was focused on comforting Shi Bao, feeling incredibly sorry for him.

His mother was only a sixth-grade low-level five-elemental-root, and died young. His father was extremely strict, and his sister was domineering and unreasonable. Unfortunately, his aptitude was the worst in the family, and he was either beaten or scolded from a young age.

His background may seem noble, but his actual upbringing was far from pleasant. Therefore, he protected Shi Bao very carefully, never willing to scold or beat him, only wanting to give Shi Bao the best of everything and let him grow up happily.

But he couldn't keep Shi Bao's mother...

"Don't cry, Shi Bao." The cold-faced immortal lord, who was ruthless to outsiders, could only use all his tricks to coax his son: "Your mother really went to get treatment for her injuries, she didn't abandon you."

Shi Bao cried loudly, and it was unclear whether he was listening to Shi Bao's explanation.

"Father promises, your mother will definitely come back." But the day she comes back, she might kill him again.

Right now, Jiang Ming couldn't worry about the future; he just wanted to appease his son: "I promise you, once you've perfected your swordsmanship, if your mother hasn't returned by then, we'll go find her."

Shi Bao cried even louder: "Waaah... Daddy's coaxing me again... God-level swordsmanship... to reach... waaah... perfection, it takes hundreds of years... waaaah..."

Jiang Ming immediately backed down: "Then cultivate it to the Great Completion stage! The early Great Completion stage is sufficient."

Shi Bao's swordsmanship has already achieved some success. With his talent, if he works harder, it shouldn't be a problem for him to reach the early stage of mastery within a few decades.

Shi Bao finally stopped wailing, but tears still streamed down his face. He pulled his chubby little hand back to wipe his tears and sobbed, "Really...really? When I...master my swordsmanship, I'll go find my mother."

Jiang Ming solemnly promised, "Really, Dad guarantees it."

Having received the assurance, Shi Bao stopped crying and took his leave respectfully: "It's getting late, Father, you should rest early. Shi Bao should also go back to his room to rest and get up early to practice tomorrow."

The child, who had no mother by his side, was so sensible that it broke Jiang Ming's heart.

After Shi Bao left, Jiang Ming sat at his desk, staring blankly at Shi Bao's handwriting for a long time. Then he took out the communication token that had been damaged by lightning and covered in cracks in the secret room, called up Shen Yu's name, and sent her a message: "Shi Bao cried, missing his mother."