Su Yehan, the Haotian Immortal Lord who rules the world and overlooks the changes of eras, failed at the last moment of his attack on the supreme realm. It's not that his magical powers are invincible to the calamity, but that his inner demons are everywhere and his ten thousand years of practice have come to naught.
But his inner demon was actually the tenderness and regret on the blue and white planet that was buried in the deepest part of his memory.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to his mortal homeland five hundred years ago.
This time, he was no longer the cold monk who was bent on asking questions and abandoned his wife and daughter.
My wife has not yet given up and her lovely daughter is suffering from illness and her life hangs by a thread.
"It's ridiculous that I, Su Yehan, once cut off the galaxy with one finger and created all kinds of magic with just one thought, but I can't get my daughter to say 'Daddy' in return."
Facing the weak flesh and blood relatives in his arms, the eternal frost quietly melted in the eyes of the Immortal Lord.
"No matter what the supreme avenue or immortality is, it can't compare to my daughter's sweet smile."
"In this life, I, Su Yehan, don't care about the life and death of my palm, and I don't care about who controls the ups and downs of the immortal road. I just want to be a good father, hold her hand, see all the fireworks in this world, and by the way... Take the bright moon into my arms."
This is a heartwarming story about a fairy who returns to the city, concentrates on raising his children, occasionally stirs up troubles with his actions, and finally has a successful career and family.
