"I refuse!" Chen Yao rolled his eyes outright.
Never mind that this fellow had played no part in raising him to this age-if they really counted things up, he ought to call the dark Corpse Immortal Emperor his father. Emperor Bone Brother was purely a troublemaker stirring things up for fun.
"Why? An Immortal Emperor wants to take you as his godson. What could you possibly be dissatisfied with?" Emperor Bone Brother expressed his puzzlement.
"...I don't know why, but it just really rubs me the wrong way. I don't want to agree."
Chen Yao considered it seriously and gave that answer.
"Interesting. Is it intuition? Or some sort of foresight? Either way, rounding things off, I count as your father-even your biological father. You can't deny that, can you?"
Emperor Bone Brother paid no heed to this little setback and kept up his antics.
"How about we discuss something serious, Senior Immortal Emperor Taicang?" Chen Yao interrupted Brother Scale Bone.
"Something serious? You are my serious business! You're something that dark self of mine molded into existence, entwined with an Immortal Emperor's karma. Whatever that fellow wants to do, the karma on you is the biggest opening."
"Four Quasi-Immortal Emperors—even excluding the one sleeping like the dead, that leaves three. I took a look. Those three are all supreme Dao Ancestors. Once they transform and produce an Immortal Emperor Dao Embryo, they can begin shaping the rudiments of their Emperor Methods. Never mind that all you have across several great worlds is a bunch of Immortal Kings—even a genuine Quasi-Immortal Emperor couldn't win!"
The Rotten Wooden Box drew back and unfolded, opening layer upon layer like flower petals to reveal an outer structure resembling a Reception Ancient Hall.
"Let's pick this nearest one. He-he's stuck at the Sea Waterfall?