Chapter 102: Son of Emperor Yan
Gu Zhou was shocked. She looked at the man in white with respect in her eyes.
If the man in white really stepped into the legendary realm… Does that mean that the common sense handed down from ancient times is wrong?
The demon cultivation is able to reach that realm. Is it just that the demons in the past were too weak that they were unable to break through to that realm?
Were there demons that had reached that realm?
At the thought of this, Gu Zhou was completely unable to calm down.
She even wanted to directly ask Lu Heng in front of her to verify whether her conjecture was true.
But after seeing the surging thunder, she immediately cooled down.
This man in white was just a stranger to her. To ask him would be seeking death.
He didn't blame her for the offense of her subordinates. If she asked more, no matter how kind the man in white was, he would definitely feel unhappy.
Therefore, although Gu Zhou was excited, she didn't dare to verify her conjecture.
She managed to calm herself and concentrate on her unconscious son.
At this time, Xiao Ai came to her with the surging river and calmly handed over Gu eagle, who was unconscious in her arms.
Gu Zhou hurriedly showed a smile, held out her hand respectfully and thanked Xiao Ai seriously.
"Thank you, little girl."
Gu Zhou had a smile on her face and her arms surrounded her unconscious son.
However, at this moment, she touched the little girl's hands.
When the two sides touched each other, Gu Zhou clearly felt the cultivation base in the little girl in front of her.
In terms of demon cultivation, she had only about 200 years of Taoist cultivation base, which was not strong.
But the smile on Gu Zhou's face was frozen.
She had almost seized the little girl's wrist in a manner of gaffe and disbelief.
"This is impossible!!!"
Feeling the two forces in the little girl's body that were completely different, but completely integrated, Gu Zhou almost hysterically shouted, "This is impossible!"
This sudden change immediately attracted the attention of the people on board.
In the cabin, the red-haired woman glanced at Xiao Ai in the river and frowned slightly, but didn't speak.
Huo Feng was confused. He didn't know what had happened. He thought that the God of the Pangjiang river would take Xiao Ai as a hostage. He was nervous.
Lu Heng guessed the reason why the God of the Pangshui River lost her temper, so his expression was calm.
He still stood at the bow of the boat, standing with his hands down, quietly looking at the water god in the river.
At this time, Xiao Ai, with a slight frown, withdrew her hand and retreated silently.
The Pangjiang River God dared not stop her.
She saw the cold eyes of the little girl in front of her. She was shocked but immediately recovered.
She held her son in her arms and stared at the little girl slowly retreating, seemingly seeing the departure of hope…
After a few seconds, Gu Zhou reacted.
This time, without any hesitation, she knelt down to the man in white.
When her knees fell into the river, the water made a crisp sound.
At the same time, Gu Zhou's humble prayer rang out.
"I'm Gu Zhou, the God of the river, and I beg you to help me!"
Gu Zhou pleaded with sadness, "This child has been tortured since his birth. It took me 40 years to stabilize his life and give birth to him, but I still can't save him."
"The Fire God's willpower in his body and the Evil spirit Qi of the demon fight with each other endlessly, constantly tearing at his body, making him unable to cultivate and even more unable to have any wisdom. Now, 60 years have passed, but this child is still as ignorant as he was just born."
"If there is no chance, the child will end up still being dull even when his life is exhausted."
The water god cried out in a hoarse voice, "I know I shouldn't disturb you, but the child's malady can't be cured even by the ten Witches of the Spirit mountain. You are my only hope… Please help me!"
"I'm willing to be a slave, and do whatever you ask, and I only want to save my child…"
In the river, the sad and desolate cry of the river god made people's hair stand on end.
Although Huo Feng didn't know what had happened, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the water god.
Lu Heng looked at the kneeling river god silently and said, "Get up first."
Lu Heng said, "The situation of your child is indeed similar to that of Xiao Ai. However, there are great differences between the two states, and I may not be able to cure him."
"And although the combination between a demon and a human is rare, it shouldn't cause such a situation as your child… Who is your child's father…"
Lu Heng said and stopped.
However, Gu Zhou had already replied in a hurry, "The father of this child is the late emperor of the Fire Pass Country, Emperor Yan, whose real name is Lianshan Kui."
"Three hundred years ago, I had a marriage with Lianshan Kui. Although few people knew about this, before I was indeed pregnant with his child."
"As you said, the combination of the demon and the human will not cause any bad consequences."
"But I can only blame fate for his suffering…"
Speaking of this, Gu Zhou's voice was bitter and astringent. "Some children of cultivators could inherit their parents' talents."
"These children are all peerless geniuses."
"My son, if he only inherited his father's talent, that would be great."
"But he was too lucky that he inherited both of our talents…"
"His father's Fire God Willpower and my demon cultivation base."
"Two completely different forces fought day and night, never giving in to each other, and constantly tore his body. My miserable child…"
Under the moonlight, the river god cried with tears on her face, without any dignity. She kowtowed to Lu Heng again sadly and hopelessly.
"Please help him! I would gladly serve you like an ox or a horse if only my child could be safe and healthy!"
