Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

Lan Fuzi is nearby.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King lowered its head, looking down at the city that was gradually becoming clearer.

The city wasn't large, but it was very prosperous. The streets were bustling with people, lined with shops, and fluttering banners.

He didn't care what the city was called, nor did he care which faction it belonged to.

All he knew was that his daughter was down there.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King's figure suddenly plummeted through the air, like a dark blue meteor, crashing straight towards the city center.

The wind whistled in his ears, and his robes fluttered wildly as he plummeted downwards.

But just as he was about to land, all his speed suddenly dropped to zero.

His feet trod lightly on the bluestone pavement without making a sound or raising a speck of dust.

The control over a million years of cultivation was displayed to its fullest extent at this moment.

The pedestrians around didn't even notice that there was suddenly an extra person on this bustling street.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King raised its head, its gaze piercing through the crowd, through the streets, through the passersby, and precisely locking onto a direction.

There, several young figures were standing in front of a jewelry stall, chatting and laughing.

One of the girls had long, sea-blue hair that shimmered with a soft, pearly luster in the sunlight.

She was holding a blue beaded bracelet up to the sunlight, a lazy smile on her lips.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King instantly recognized the girl.

That's Lan Fuzi.

His daughter.

He had been searching for his daughter for so long.

Right now, right in front of him.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions within him.

Then, he moved.

His figure vanished from the spot, and in the next instant, he appeared in front of Lan Fuzi.

There was no wind, no fluctuation of soul power, and no warning signs whatsoever.

He appeared out of thin air, like a ghost stepping out of the void.

Lan Fuzi was putting the bracelet on her wrist when, in the blink of an eye, another person appeared in front of her.

She was stunned.

He was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties, with a handsome yet cold face and deep-set features as if carved by a knife and axe.

His long, dark blue hair cascaded over his shoulders, gleaming coldly in the sunlight. He wore a deep blue robe, made of luxurious fabric and impeccably tailored; he was clearly no ordinary person.

But what caught Lan Fuzi's attention the most were his eyes.

His deep blue eyes, as dark as the sea, were staring at her intently.

Lan Fuzi blinked.

She looked at the man, and a strange feeling welled up inside her.

strangeness.

It feels familiar.

She had never seen this face or this person before, but her body instinctively wanted to get closer to him.

This feeling is strange.

It was so strange that she even forgot to be on guard.

Shui Bing'er, who was standing to the side, immediately became alert.

Her icy blue eyes were fixed on the strange man who had suddenly appeared.

“Sir,” Shui Bing’er’s voice was cold and wary, “is there something you need?”

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King did not look at her.

He didn't even glance at her.

His gaze remained fixed on Lan Fuzi, as if everything around him did not exist.

"Buddha's disciple."

He spoke, his voice deep and resonant, carrying a calmness born of experience.

Have you had enough fun?

Lan Fuzi was puzzled. This person knew her, but she didn't know him.

Lan Fuzi opened her mouth, "Who are you? How do you know me?"

Her gaze was fixed on the man in front of her, trying to find a trace of familiarity on his face.

But it can't be found.

She had never seen this face before.

I've never seen this person before.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King looked at her, a complex emotion flashing in his deep blue eyes.

He didn't speak.

He simply released a wisp of his aura.

Lan Fuzi sensed it instantly.

She was all too familiar with that aura.

Her presence has been with her since she was born.

That was my father's scent.

“Buddha’s son,” the Deep Sea Demon Whale King’s voice rang out again, softer than before, yet carrying an undeniable certainty, “I am the father.”

Lan Fuzi was somewhat surprised and also felt a little guilty.

After all, and he ran away secretly.

"Father...Father..."

Then, she threw herself into the arms of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

Her voice carried a hint of coquetry, but more than that, it betrayed her guilt.

"Father! What brings you here?"

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King did not answer immediately.

He looked down at the fluffy little head in his arms. The long, sea-blue hair shone with a familiar luster in the sunlight, just like the one in his memory.

only……

He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions within him.

He chased his daughter from the deep sea to the land, traversing thousands of miles, traveling day and night, fearing that if he was even a step too late, he would never see her again.

The results of it?

Is this little one shopping? Buying a bracelet? And why is he smiling so happily?

Shouldn't he have come?

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King spoke, his voice low and unreadable: "What, aren't you happy that Father has come?"

Lan Fuzi's body stiffened slightly.

She looked up at her father's cold, almost expressionless face, his deep blue eyes fixed on her, filled with emotions she couldn't quite understand.

Unhappy?

How could she dare to be unhappy!

Lan Fuzi immediately sprang away from her father's arms, a fawning smile plastered on her face, a smile as radiant as a flower blooming in spring, her eyes curving into crescents.

"How could that be! I was so happy to see my father! So incredibly happy!"

She emphasized the word "special," afraid that her father wouldn't believe her.

The Deep Sea Demon Whale King looked at her like this, his lips twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing that her father remained silent, Lan Fuzi felt even more uneasy.

She fidgeted with the hem of her dress, lowered her head, and whispered, "I just... want to stay here a little longer..."

The voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

Shui Bing'er, who was standing to the side, frowned slightly as she watched this scene.

She sized up the man who had suddenly appeared. Judging from his clothes, demeanor, and the way he had appeared out of thin air, this man's strength was probably unfathomable.

Moreover, he knows the Buddhist disciple. Just now, the Buddhist disciple called him father.

Shui Bing'er looked at Lan Fuzi, her voice tinged with surprise: "Buddha, who is this?"

Lan Fuzi paused for a moment, then quickly stepped back from the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, cleared his throat, and solemnly introduced, "This is my father."

Shui Bing'er's gaze swept back and forth between the two of them.

Father?

She glanced at the Deep Sea Demon Whale King's cold, almost expressionless face, and then at Lan Fuzi's face, which looked so guilty it was almost dripping with tears.

They do look somewhat alike.

"Then..." Shui Bing'er hesitated for a moment, "Why didn't you recognize him before?"

Lan Fuzi's body stiffened abruptly.

Her mind raced at that moment.

How to do?