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There's No Way My Dad Is A Legendary Cultivator

Jiang Ping transmigrated to a world of the cultivation and became the chief of a deteriorating cultivation family. Most importantly, he had three cute and playful daughters. Because the world of cultivation out there is too dangerous and his daughters are too young, Jiang ping chose to hide their identities and live in a small town of ordinary people. He kept warning his daughters that the world out there is too dangerous, so don’t make any trouble. “Daughters, you must remember that there are tons of bad people out there! Their favorite thing to do is to kidnap little girls like you and use you for evil cultivation methods.” “In this world of cultivation, the most important moral to follow is to stay low-key and hide. As long as we don’t cause any trouble, we’ll never be in any danger. Until one day, when a supreme divine cultivator came to seek revenge, Jiang Ping smacked him down on the ground and completely crushed him over and over again... His daughters asked, “Daddy, was that person you just beat up a Divine Cultivator?” Jiang Ping said, “Nop, that was just a bad person who was trying to disturb our happy life. Daughters, the world outside is too scary, we didn’t even go out and danger came knocking on our door!” His daughters asked, “Daddy, do you think that we’re all idiots?” The servants he hired all said, “So the family chief is the real supreme cultivator?”

Eternal Dream · Eastern
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210 Chs

It Was Over

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Jiang Ping observed their expressions.

He sighed, shook his head, and said, "I can give you a chance."

"In the future, if any of you feel that you are capable enough, you can come to me if you want to seek revenge."

"But you only have one chance. Because the outcome will only be determined by the winner staying alive, and the loser shall die."

And we will have an agreement that when the time comes, they will be like me today. No matter who dies, only one person will be killed, and no one's wife, children, or old people will be affected."

"If you still have some guts, go back and cultivate well. I will wait. You can come."

The child who had spoken in the crowd earlier slowly walked out of the crowd.

There were a few older youths who wanted to stop him.

He stood up resolutely and asked, "Do your words count?"

Jiang Ping nodded, "Yes."