My Father the Southern Immortal Emperor

Chapter 76 Birthday

In the nine dragon Gulf villa, Ancestor Charles looked at the tree with black fruit and said as he opened his dog's eyes wide, "Oh, Master. What exactly is this tree? And what fruit is on it?"

"Aren't you the Almighty of the Tribulation stage? You don't even know what this is?" Leon replied coldly.

Ancestor Charles shook his dog's ears and walked around the tree repeatedly. He then smiled awkwardly. "Hehe, I have been cultivating for over 8,000 years in the cultivation world.I would say that I know everything and have seen many Heaven and Earth Spiritual Medicines as well as exotic seeds, I would say that I know everything and have seen many Heaven and Earth Spiritual Medicines as well as exotic seeds, but I've never seen this before."

He gulped as he spoke up to here. "I think you should pluck the fruit directly and taste it. You'll know what it is later. I'll be the first to taste it. If it's poisonous, I won't die."

"You yourself are quite loyal, hmm?" Leon chuckles.

Spiritual energy came out from this tree as it bloomed. It even made him break through to the Spirit Assembly intermediate stage, so there was no way it would be poisonous.

Ancestor Charles observed it with his dog's eyes. 'Although this fruit looks a little strange, it should be edible. So I'm gonna bite him when this bad guy doesn't see...'

Naturally, Leon knew what the patriarch had planned. He said with a cold smile, "Please try. Just eat the fruit, I'll kill you as an extra dish tonight as soon as I see any leaves missing."

"Sir, I was just kidding. Don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously." The patriarch started and immediately smiled.

Leon did not mind it, he simply walked up to the tree and observed the black fruit closely.

A few days had passed, but there was no change at all.

Leon could not help but pout. He had exhausted the green liquid inside the Immortal Drift Bottle. He will have to wait until the middle of next month to produce the green liquid again.

Without the green liquid, he could not hasten the maturation at all.

Leon raised his eyes to look at Ancestor Charles he suddenly thought of this. "Let me ask you something."

"Ask it, sir. Cutie would have told you if it was something I knew. I will not hold back with the information," said Ancestor Charles, wagging his tail while trying to tease him.

Leon coughed and said awkwardly, "Err, how do you usually poop?"

Immediately, the hair on the patriarch's body seemed to have exploded and stood on its tip. He retreated a few steps back consecutively while staring at Leon warily. "Please don't do this to me. I won't do it even if you threaten to kill me."

Based on the usual dog habits, he had to move when his master took him for a walk.

However, it was a different case for Ancestor Charles. She used to be a human, so she would rather die than raise her legs to urinate and squat down to defecate in front of everyone.

Therefore, he would sneak out whenever he wanted to pee or defecate. As for where he went, no one knows...

"I'm just asking. You don't have to be so scared." Sensing the patriarch's strong determination, Leon could not help but scratch his nose, feeling somewhat disappointed.

The dog that had attached its soul to Ancestor Charles was considered to be on the next level compared to an ordinary dog. Meanwhile, people usually use animal manure as plant fertilizer. What would happen if Leon used the patriarch's filth?

After studying the tree for a while and realizing that his efforts were not working, Leon can only let it go and get his butler, Justin, to take care of him. He then returned home with the patriarch.

Later, she sees her parents at home while her daughter, Freya, hides inside the room in a very mysterious manner.

Leon greeted them warmly, "Dad, Mom, aren't you guys working today?"

Gavin and Margaretha have changed jobs. One works at the town hall as a secretary, while the other is responsible for taking care of a retired boss in a nursing home.

Both are suspicious of their job changes. They thought that their luck had turned around and they were just lucky to get the job.

However, Leon knew very well that the Gibson family must have something to do with this. In addition to the town hall, people usually really want to work in this nursing home because many retired big bosses and heroes and they are very generous in terms of salary.

Gavin peered into the room where the little girl was and said, unsure whether to laugh or cry, "Your mother and I took a day off today so we could spend time with you today."

'Spend time with me today?

Leon stunned.

Leon walked into the little girl's room while exclaiming, "Freya, what are you working on secretly? Open the door and show me."

"Dad, don't open the door" said Freya anxiously with her head peeking out of the crack of the door.

"Well then, I won't open the door." Leon shook his head thinking about how cute his behavior was. He suddenly activated Divine Consciousness to scan the room.

He then saw the little girl lighting a candle on a three-layer cake. He occasionally turned his head towards the door, afraid that his surprise might be exposed.

A birthday cake?

Leon was stunned at first, but he then laughed in silence.

However, he did not reveal the vision just now to fulfill his daughter's mystery. Instead, he pretended to be impatient and said, "Freya, I'll leave the house if you don't open the door now."

"Alright, alright! Dad, don't go!"

As expected, Freya panicked. He grinned after opening the door. "Dad, turn around now."

"Why should I turn around?" ask her even though she already knows the reason.

He trampled and began to act flirtatious. "Oh, Dad. Turn away. I'll make you turn around when it's time."

"All right then."

Leon smiled and turned around. Through Divine Consciousness, he saw her turn around and return to the room. He held the cake with both hands as he walked out cautiously and trembled slightly.

"Alright, Dad. You can turn around now."

Leon turned to look at her while secretly laughing.

The little girl held onto the cake as she said happily with her flushed little cheeks, "Happy birthday, Dad!"

"Is today my birthday?" Leon looked surprised as he played along with his little show.

Freya put the cake on the table and rolled her eyes at him. "Dad, you're silly and your memory is bad. Today is your 30th birthday. Freya remembered that."

"Do you really remember that?"

Leon looked at his parents next to him and they tried to hide his smile, "Or Grandpa and Grandma telling you that?"

"Bad naughty. I'll remember it next time," Freya blushed in embarrassment as soon as she got caught. He ran towards Gavin and Margaretha and ordered like a female attendant, "Grandfather, let's sing a birthday song for Dad. Sing with Freya. Happy birthday to you!!"

Gavin and Margaretha chimed, "Hubby burst day to yu..."

"No, no. You said it wrong." Freya waved, looking annoyed as she insisted, "It's 'happy birthday to you’!

Gavin and Margaretha sing again, "Hubby burst day to yu..."

The little guy feels totally giving up now. "Grandpa, Grandma, you're so stupid."

Leon patted his head. "Your grandparents only went to school for a few days when they were kids. Aren't you bothering them when you force them to say something in English?"

Then, Gavin shook his head, feeling helpless. "Freya, Grandpa will give you a little exam. Do you know how to pronounce 'coal mine' in English?"

"I don't know." The little girl stuck out her tongue and said with a curious look, "Grandfather, don't tell me you know!"

Nodding, Gavin said seriously, "Of course, listen carefully. This is how you say coal mine in English-a pile of black things."

Leon flabbergasted. Margaretha laughed out loud before she stared intently at Gavin.

The little girl failed to react immediately. He only realized that he had been deceived after seeing the expressions of Leon and Margaretha. He could not stop shaking his feet. "Grandfather, you're bluffing me. You're naughty! I won't talk to you anymore!"

"Alright, Grandpa is just kidding with you. Aren't we celebrating my birthday? Let's cut the cake, shall we?" Leon said with a smile.

The little girl immediately rolled her eyes towards him. "Dad is stupid. I haven't made a request."

Leon put his palms together and said out loud, "My hope is that my beloved daughter, Freya, grows up healthy. I don't expect you to be extraordinary or to be rich because I can give you all that as long as you want."

"Oh, no. Father, you must not say your wishes out loud. It won't happen if you do that!" Freya looked at Leon as if she was staring at a fool.

"Don't worry. If it doesn't materialize, I'll try my best to make it happen!" Leon smiled amusedly.

"Father's wishes are very simple," the little girl muttered and hurriedly cut the cake excitedly.

The family then ate a piece of cake each.

Leon pointed at his cheek. "Today is my birthday. Did you not give me a gift?"

The little girl put down the cake and immediately kissed it without cleaning her mouth. He couldn't stop laughing when he saw the cream on his cheek, "Dad is a dirty cat now."

"Based on the little rabbit, how dare you bully a Heavenly Emperor?!" Leon carried her and gave her the cream cake on her cheeks as well.