Ling Chen nodded slowly. "I see … Wait! Did you just say that you and Leng 'er … err, your daughter have been separated for ten thousand years? "
"Yes." The Nether King nodded heavily. "Ten thousand years … A whole ten thousand years. In the blink of an eye, ten thousand years have passed. If Chan 'er's body hadn't been destroyed and her soul hadn't been damaged, she would have grown up and even become the next Nether Monarch … However, it's good that she's back. It's good that she's back. "
Ten thousand years … it was actually so long. Ling Chen was shocked. Ten thousand years was an incomprehensible time span for a human's lifespan. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Then can you tell me how you separated from Leng 'er back then? I've been with her for so long, and I've always wanted to know about her past."
"Asura's Tribulation." The Netherworld King gave him a direct answer. The things he had seen in Leng'Er's memories made him feel boundless gratitude towards Ling Chen. At the same time, he had reason to trust him. "I believe that with your experience, you should know what the Asura's Devastation was ten thousand years ago. That disaster killed countless creatures and affected the entire Forgotten Continent. In the end, even our Underworld was affected. Chan 'er's family and I were caught off guard by the Shura's merciless attacks. The Shura was too strong. Even if I used all of my strength, I was still unable to defeat him. I was heavily injured and even lost the ability to fight for a long period of time. Fortunately, my personal Netherworld Generals, Warring Palace and Warring Gang, managed to escape with Chan 'Er, and their whereabouts are unknown. However, the Netherworld King's bloodline connection tells me that Chan' Er is still in this world … Immediately after the Shura's Devastation, the Demon Race suddenly seized the opportunity to wreak havoc on the world. The Netherworld Realm, which suffered heavy losses during the Shura's Devastation, could only close all of its Netherworld Gates. I, who had lost my ability to fight, could only hide in the Underworld Blood Lake and recover my strength. I was unable to find Chan 'Er. "
"After the Fiend Calamity ended, I recovered a small portion of my strength and began to frantically search for Chan 'er's whereabouts. Later, we found War-Star's skeleton on the battlefield of the Devil Race, but we didn't see War-Star or Chan 'er … From then on, I searched for ten thousand years, but I couldn't find Chan' er … ten thousand years! " The Nether King raised his head. After the great surprise of finding his daughter, his heart was filled with melancholy and sadness.
Ling Chen didn't know about War Gang. However, Warring Palace Ling Chen knew very well. Evidently, ten thousand years ago, for some unknown reason, they had been attacked by the Demon Race. Warring Star had died in battle in order to stop the Demon Race, and Warring Palace had fled with Leng 'Er. In the process of fleeing, his life force had been exhausted, but even though he had died and turned into a skeleton, his undying will and his special characteristics as an undead allowed him to remain by Leng' Er's side in the form of a skeleton. Even though ten thousand years had passed, his will to protect Leng 'Er had not dissipated … until he had been incinerated by Xi Ling's Nine Suns Heaven's Fury, and when he stood up again, he had been killed by Ling Chen.
Ling Chen couldn't help but feel deep respect for this Netherworld General called "Warring Palace".
"No matter what, you father and daughter are finally reunited. Although Leng 'Er couldn't remember her past, since she had returned to the Netherworld, as long as she had enough time … Oh! Oh right, Nether King, you said there are many ways to help Leng'Er recover her memories? Is that true? " Ling Chen glanced at Leng 'Er, who didn't understand what they were talking about. He looked calm on the surface, but the waves in his heart couldn't calm down … This little Leng' Er, who he had unintentionally picked up and pampered every day, was actually the Nether King's daughter. Furthermore, she was also a Nether King. How could he calm down after hearing this shocking truth?
More importantly, because of the Soul Sacrifice Contract, Leng 'Er was his pet in human form! A Nether King was his pet, and the contract couldn't be broken. They shared the same life, and they could only follow each other forever … Oh my god!
This trip to the Netherworld was simply too f * cking exciting! Could it be any more exciting?!
"There are indeed ways, and there are many of them." The Nether King nodded solemnly, then slightly furrowed his brows. He looked at Leng 'Er lovingly, then turned his gaze to the Underworld Blood Lake, "Leng' Er's memory loss is due to the fact that her soul is incomplete. As long as the incomplete part of her soul is awakened, her memories will naturally recover. Her emotions, intelligence, and language will also return to normal. Sigh, although this Underworld Blood Lake can restore my Underworld King Clan's power, it can't restore my soul. There are many ways to restore my soul, but not only are all of them extremely difficult, they also require a lot of time. "
"How long?" Ling Chen frowned as he asked.
"The shortest method is thirty years, and the longest method is seventy years," the Nether King said calmly.
Ling Chen was speechless. Perhaps this amount of time wasn't much to the Nether King, but to humans, it was simply too long.
"Not only that, but during the restoration process, it will also cause a certain amount of pain to the soul. Moreover, there is a chance of failure. " The Nether King continued to explain. However, as he spoke, Ling Chen discovered that the Nether King's expression was very calm and confident … This proved that he definitely had a more perfect method in mind. He definitely wouldn't be willing to use these methods on Leng 'Er.
"Is there no better method?" Ling Chen asked.
"Yes! Of course there is! " The Nether King turned around and looked at him with a burning gaze, causing Ling Chen to feel a little dazed. Then, the Nether King smiled, "Before I read Leng 'Er's memories, I definitely wouldn't use this method. But now, there isn't any problem … "The Nether King's smile deepened, and his smile became slightly strange," Using this method, not only will it be effective in a short period of time, but there won't be any pain or side effects. At the same time, not only can it restore Leng 'Er's soul, but it can also slowly restore her body, allowing her to gradually transform from a half-solid, half-ethereal existence to a complete physical state.
"And the only one who can realize and implement this method is you, the one who signed the Soul Sacrifice Contract with Leng 'Er." The Nether King patted Ling Chen's shoulder with a deep meaning as he gave the answer.
"Me?" Ling Chen was stunned.
"That's right. Because the Soul Sacrifice Contract that Leng 'Er signed with you is the last one in her life. Under this Soul Sacrifice Contract, both her body and her soul are attached to you. You also know that Leng 'Er's ethereal body is currently untouchable to others, but to you, she is a real body. This is the reason for the Soul Sacrifice Contract. In that case, you can completely use the connection of the Soul Sacrifice Contract and use your own soul and life force to completely awaken the part of Chan 'er's soul that is sleeping, allowing her to slowly obtain her own complete body … only you can do this! "
Although he understood every word that the Nether King said, Ling Chen was still confused. He immediately asked, "Then what should I do?"
"It's very simple." The Nether King rubbed his chin, then suddenly lowered his voice, "That is, unite with Leng 'Er."
"Unite?" Ling Chen was stunned. After a moment of silence, his eyes suddenly widened, and he involuntarily said, "The union you said, don't tell me it's … it's … it's …"
The corners of the Nether King's mouth slanted, but his expression didn't change as he said, "Nonsense! Otherwise, what else could it be? Most of Leng 'Er's memories are currently occupied by you. Although she doesn't know it, it is obvious that she has a strong dependence on you. Although you are a human, from Leng 'Er's memories, I can see that you are not ordinary. Moreover, you can even defeat the Undead War God, so I can't help but admire you. You can be considered worthy of Leng' Er! More importantly, you treat Leng 'Er well. In addition, your union can allow Leng' Er's body and soul to recover. So, in my opinion, this matter is considered perfect. "
"B-but …" Ling Chen instantly stuttered.
"What 'but'!" The Nether King glared at him and shouted, "Could it be that the daughter of the Nether King, the next Queen of the Nether World, is not worthy of you?"
"That's not the problem!" Just as he was thinking if he could say something more exciting, something even more exciting followed. The Nether King's words made Ling Chen's entire body become unwell, and his mind was in a mess. "Don't you think … Leng 'Er is still young … still a child, how can she …"
"Young? How is she young? My daughter is already 10,823 years old this year! Even your great-grandmother's great-grandmother's great-grandmother's great-grandmother's great-grandmother's great-grandmother thinks she's too young! How is she young?! "The Nether King blew his beard and glared at him.
Ling Chen's words were instantly choked back … Although Leng 'Er looked like a young girl on the outside, her actual age was more than 10,000 years old. The reason that he couldn't make a move on her because she was too young was completely untenable. He scratched his head and hurriedly said, "Nether King, you have to think clearly about something. I'm a human, a very pure human. As for Leng 'Er, she belongs to the Nether King Clan, and she's essentially an undead. Living and undead … this …"
"Undead? Who told you that the Nether King Clan is an undead? " The Nether King retorted loudly in displeasure. Then, he pointed at Leng 'Er and said, "Leng' Er is my daughter. Have you ever heard of an undead giving birth to a child?"
Ling Chen was speechless … This, he really hadn't heard of it before.
However, wasn't the Nether King the emperor who controlled the countless undead in the Netherworld? As the emperor of undead, how could he not be an undead? Moreover, looking at Leng 'Er's power attribute, she was also of the dark branch of the death attribute.
The Nether King said indifferently, "It's not wrong to say that the Nether King Clan is an undead, but we are not simply undead because it's also not wrong to say that we are living beings. And our ancestors were from the ancient era … Forget it, this is the secret of the Nether King Clan. There's no need for you to know. You can just say that the Nether King Clan is close to the aura of death and the power of death, but we are also living beings of the death attribute! Moreover, I can guarantee you with the dignity of the Nether King Clan that there are no problems with the union between the Nether King and living beings, even when it comes to giving birth to future generations! "
Ling Chen, "…" (How can I understand this?!)
At this moment, the Nether King suddenly became furious, "You keep finding excuses to reject me. Are you looking down on the Nether King Clan? Do you think that my daughter is not worthy of you?"
"No! Of course not! "Ling Chen immediately waved his hand.
"So you don't want to save my daughter?" The Nether King's anger grew.
"Of course not …" Ling Chen was about to cry … What the hell was going on!
"Then what are you hesitating for?!" The Nether King pulled Ling Chen over. His extremely loud voice almost cracked Ling Chen's eardrums. "I have been separated from Chan 'er for ten thousand years. Even in my dreams, I want to hear her call me father again. Now, Chan' er is right in front of me, but she doesn't recognize me. As a young man who has never been a father, you won't understand this kind of pain. "
"I don't want to wait a second longer! I'll immediately go back and announce to the entire city that I've found Chan 'er and brought back a son-in-law for this Nether King! Tonight, you two will bow to heaven and earth and get married, and then let Chan 'er recover her memories. At the very least, she can call me father. If she still hasn't recovered her memories by tomorrow, I-I-I … Don't even think about leaving this place! "
Ling Chen: "! @ # ¥% … "
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