Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

Little Charcoal's steps were nimble, silent like a cat. This greatly reduced the danger of encountering monsters. In this kind of night, many Demonic Beasts came from the sound of footsteps and the slight vibrations from the ground to search for prey.    

    

Apart from that, Little Charcoal's powerful Spiritual Force had also helped her a lot. Her sharp senses towards danger made her unconsciously avoid many dangers. This was the discovery that the two of them had discovered along the way.    

    

With his small and agile body movement technique, he had returned safely and safely to a place less than two kilometers away from the ore mine. Ye Chen and Red Lotus did not plan to wait any longer. After instructing the person in charge to return, they used magic to transform into Little Charcoal's parents' appearance and immediately went forward to greet him.    

    

"Little Charcoal!"    

    

From afar, the two of them anxiously waved their hands and shouted as they rushed forward. Even though they had been protecting him in the darkness, this burning feeling of wanting to see him immediately did not diminish in the slightest.    

    

"Father... Mother?"    

    

Little Charcoal raised his head slightly in surprise, as if he could not believe that the two of them would walk so far to find her.    

    

Red Lotus rushed forward quickly. Before Little Charcoal could say anything, she pounced forward and gave Little Charcoal a hug. She hugged her petite and weak body tightly in his arms.    

    

"You idiot, where did you run off to? You have worried us to death!"    

    

With a choking voice, Red Lotus acted as if she wanted to punish Little Charcoal. She tightly held onto Little Charcoal, and tears flowed down her moist eyes like a dam.    

    

Although she had followed them all the way here, she had already found out about her whereabouts. She had a clear understanding of everything that she had done. However... Red Lotus's sobbing and the hot tears that flowed out of her eyes into Little Charcoal's hair... It was definitely not made by Ye Chen using magic.    

    

Ye Chen's eyes were also a little moist. Why did this daughter like to make people cry in pain and worry about her?!    

    

"Mom, this place is dangerous..."    

    

Feeling the hot and moist feeling from his hair to his face, Little Charcoal was stunned. After a long time, he said softly with a trembling voice.    

    

"This is not the place to talk. Let's go back and talk."    

    

Wiping the corners of his eyes, Ye Chen patted the red lotus, took Little Charcoal from her hand, and carried him on his back.    

    

"Wah... Wah... "    

    

Little Charcoal, who seemed to have not expected Ye Chen to do this, laid on Ye Chen's back and let out a soft and timid cry.    

    

" You are not allowed to speak now. We will talk about you when we get home. "    

    

Suppressing the trembling in his words, Ye Chen put on the airs of a father and did not allow any refusal.    

    

The owner of the petite body on his back seemed to be silent for a moment. Then, gradually, he moved with extreme caution and hesitation. As if he was testing something, he placed the weight of his upper body on Ye Chen's back bit by bit.    

    

When they returned home, the three of them sat around the table. A dim oil lamp swayed in the air, and the atmosphere was very oppressive.    

    

Little Charcoal sat opposite of Ye Chen and lowered his head. He held his small hands in his arms, completely covering his dry mercury hair color. To show his seriousness, he did not hold her in his arms this time. Although he really wanted to.    

    

"Little Charcoal."    

    

After a while, Ye Chen took a deep breath and finally broke the oppressive atmosphere. As Ye Chen's voice was heard, Little Charcoal's thin and weak body trembled. As if he had received some kind of shock and anger, he started to shrink. He started to tremble.    

    

In the end, Red Lotus glared at him as if she was saying, It's all your fault. Look, you scared Little Charcoal. How pitiful.    

    

Ye Chen innocently blinked his eyes. How can you blame me for this? Ye Chen just calmly called out to her.    

    

It was not easy to create a serious atmosphere. It was almost because of Little Charcoal's timid reaction. And the announcement stopped. However, on this matter... Ye Chen was not someone who would give up so easily. He was doing this for Little Charcoal's own good. In order to make Little Charcoal happy, he absolutely couldn't let this matter end with a half-baked lecture at this time.    

    

"Little Charcoal, I have to have a good talk with you today."    

    

Ignoring Red Lotus's glare and Little Charcoal's pitiful look, Ye Chen forcefully carried on with the topic. Today, he wanted to experience the feeling of being strict with his father.    

    

Little Charcoal lowered his head even lower, even though her thin and blurry shadow was created through the dim light. He could feel her delicate and pitiful body trembling non-stop. It was like a little white rabbit exposed to the claws of a tiger, causing people to have the impulse to beat a tiger. At least, the dangerous aura emitted by the red lotus next to her. It gave Ye Chen the same feeling.    

    

Ye Chen remained unmoved. He ignored the sinister gaze of the red lotus and coughed a few times before his expression turned serious.    

    

"Yesterday, I seemed to have told you not to mine and mine anymore. You should tell me about those tiring and tiring tasks. What did you do today? What do you look like now?"    

    

Ye Chen looked at Little Charcoal with heartache. Her body was full of scars. The clothes that he had changed for her last night had been cut by sharp rocks during the climb. She had become a beggar. On her thin arms and legs... On her chest, abdomen, and even her face. There were marks of the size of stones that had been scratched. However... These scars were comparable to the hands and feet that had been ground to the point of being covered in blood. They were not worth mentioning.    

    

If you don't believe me, you can try using your hands to climb a mountain that is over a thousand meters tall. See what your palm will look like when you see it. As for the scratches on your feet... It was caused when you went down the mountain. Although it looked like skiing, it looked cool and silly. But there was no doubt that... He kept rubbing it like that. Not to mention a body of flesh and blood, even if he were to put on a pair of iron boots, he was afraid that even a layer of iron boots would be wiped off.    

    

When they just came back, Ye Chen and Red Lotus had already treated the wounds on their palms and feet. It was a mess of blood and flesh, and the degree of wear and tear was almost inhuman-like. It almost scared the two of them to death. It wasn't that they had never seen such a serious wound before. Broken limbs. For these two men, Cultivator was just a normal person. However, the owner of the wound was his precious daughter. How could they be compared?    

    

In a state where he could barely breathe, he helped Little Charcoal treat the wound on his hands and feet. Now, her palms and feet were wrapped in a thick cloth. They were wrapped in a thick cloth and looked like balls of rice dumplings.    

    

Just imagine, it wasn't impossible to see her as a cute little loli with a doll and cat claws. However, whenever he recalled the scene when he was treating his wounds, Ye Chen would feel a heartache and regret. How could he be in the mood to think about those useless things?    

    

"I..."    

    

A weak trembling voice came from Little Charcoal.    

    

"Don't lie to mom and dad. How did you get all these injuries? Don't tell me that you have never thought about how worried mom and dad are about you?"