Douluo's auxiliary is the most glorious

Chapter 18 The Legend of the Holy Son
"Son?"

Before Ning Yiyi could express her doubts, Xue Qinghe had already left the conference hall.

"Dad, why have I never heard of any Holy Son in the Tiandou Empire?"

Ning Fengzhi looked solemn and said: "This... is all, you will know sooner or later."

Ning Fengzhi returned to the main seat and sat down. Ning Yiyi walked over and lay on his lap, quietly waiting for Ning Fengzhi's next words.

"If I remember correctly, this Holy Son refers to Xiao Yu, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace."

"Xiao Yu?" Ning Yiyi felt that the name sounded familiar, but maybe it was because of the unbearable memories that she couldn't remember why she felt familiar.

"Yes, it is said that this holy son has high hopes from the Wuhun Palace. He is already a level 33 soul master at the age of nine. He can be said to be a rare genius in Douluo Continent for thousands of years."

"But Dad, since he is so powerful, why have I never heard of him?"

"Perhaps God is jealous of Yingcai. Six years ago, the Douluo Continent was invaded by a powerful force, creating a huge energy gap. In order to protect the continent, the Holy Son filled the gap with his flesh and blood, and has disappeared since then."

"Ah?" Ning Yiyi's brain was racing. Not to mention that there was no such character in the original work, not to mention that person actually knew of his existence and deliberately let Qian Renxue reveal his identity.

What's the purpose of this? What was the powerful force back then? Where is the Son now? How did he know about his existence...

A huge sense of panic emerged in her heart, and this uncontrolled development made Ning Yiyi feel uncomfortable.

"Dad, why do you think that Brother Xue has a good relationship with the Holy Son? Isn't the relationship between Wuhun Palace and Tiandou Empire already in dire straits?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and rubbed Ning Yiyi's head, and said: "In the early years, before Wuhun Palace showed such great ambitions and intended to make good friends with the Tiandou Empire, His Highness the Holy Son was often sent to Tiandou. The two became good friends as soon as they came to the empire." "The great changes that year were also a huge blow to His Royal Highness." Ning Fengzhi shook his head as he spoke, his tone full of emotion: "Three years , His Highness the Crown Prince just came out of the initial grief, and the world praised His Highness the Crown Prince for his love and righteousness, but again, the word "Holy Son" has become a taboo word, and no one talks about it, just for fear of poking His Highness the Crown Prince's pain."

"It's strange to say that today His Highness the Prince actually said that the Holy Son knows you."

"Yes, Dad, why is this?"

"Maybe it has something to do with His Royal Highness the Holy Son's martial spirit. His Royal Highness the Holy Son has great similarities with the martial arts inherited from the Spirit Hall. He is the legendary god-level martial spirit, Seraph. It is rumored that he has certain precognitive abilities. "

"By the way, if you are really interested, you can go to the library and look through the files."

"I've rummaged through the library a long time ago. Where can I find any files?"

"It was because you were too young that the library pavilion only opened the first four floors to you. The files are on the fifth floor. There are some peerless treasures on the sixth floor. Only the previous sect leaders can enter the seventh floor."

After receiving the agreement, Ning Yiyi hurriedly left and walked towards the library.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and shook his head, and said to Sword Douluo, who had been standing next to him as an invisible man, "Look, you are worried about so many things at a young age. Be careful of becoming a little old man in the future."

"Hahaha, don't be humble in front of me. In my opinion, Yiyi is a natural leader."

"Hahahaha..." The two laughed heartily together.

(End of this chapter)