Chapter 233 How to Address Qi Shuo

After falling into the Forgotten River, everyone was carried by the water ball and floated beside Qi Yangui.

"There are not only memories in the Forgotten River, but also resentment. Don't let the resentment break through the protective magic." Qi Yangui said while floating in the Forgotten River.

"It's pitch black all around, I can't see anything." Yao Nian said.

Gu Qingyue adjusted his floating posture and said, "I found that the biggest feature of the underworld is darkness. The Yellow Spring Road is dark. The water of the Forgotten River that I saw from the Naihe Bridge was shimmering with a faint light, but it is still dark once I enter the water."

"How clearly you can see depends on the strength of your spiritual sense."

Lightning flashed from Gu Qingyue's fingertips.

It was too late for Qi Yangui to stop it. The thunder and lightning spread and everyone's body became numb.

Long Yi came out of the spirit pet space and interrupted his spiritual power output.

"What are you doing? I'm almost electrocuted in the contract space."

Gu Qingyue recovered from his paralysis and asked, "Will the water of Wangchuan amplify lightning?"

Qi Yangui wanted to knock the head of this sometimes brainless junior brother, "I was just about to say that people with thunder spiritual roots should not use thunder and lightning, but you already used it."

"The water of the Forgotten River will infinitely amplify the power of lightning. Fortunately, you only triggered a small amount of lightning, otherwise we would all be stunned."

"How do you know?" Song Ningshu asked.

"Because I used lightning when I fell in last time, I knocked myself unconscious in the Forgotten River, so I stayed in the Forgotten River for three days." Qi Yangui told his dark history helplessly.

The others wanted to laugh, but they held it in. There's something a little immoral about laughing at someone else's misfortune.

"Also, my mother used lightning in the Wangchuan River and electrocuted herself, and then she met my father." Qi Yangui conveyed the message to Song Ningshu.

Qi Shuo pulled her out of the water, and a love story began.

From a certain perspective, Qi Yangui and Qing Xun are really mother and son.

Song Ningshu was slightly stunned and said, "I just took a look. There is nothing else in the Wangchuan River except resentment and memories."

"Yeah." Qi Yangui nodded. "The pulling feeling is right in front of us, and it's getting stronger and stronger. Let's go."

Everyone controlled the water ball to float forward, and the water of the Forgetful River flowed to both sides. A faint icy color spread from Song Ningshu's body, making the surroundings much brighter.

After floating for half an hour, tiny dots of light appeared around, like stars lighting up in the dark night. The light danced around everyone, illuminating their faces, making it look very dreamy.

Qi Yangui stopped and said, "I feel like there's a pulling sensation from all directions."

The evil energy in Qi Yangui's body suddenly leaked out uncontrollably and merged with the water of Wangchuan.

In an instant, the light became brighter and everyone subconsciously closed their eyes. Wangchuan changed.

The Wangchuan River was no longer pitch dark. The color of the water turned into a very light platinum, and a lot of ink-colored water floated up from the platinum.

The resentment and memories disappeared without a trace.

The ink wrapped around the fingertips of Qi Yangui and Song Ningshu, and penetrated into their bodies, bringing warmth and comfort.

The water balls on everyone's body shattered, and they were truly placed in the water of the Forgotten River, falling into a deep sleep, and the inky light spots sank into their bodies.

The undercurrent of the Lethe River surged, and they were pushed away and disappeared in the platinum color.

In the main city of Fengdu, the Hades, dressed in a dark butterfly robe, stood up and looked towards the Wangchuan River. "My Lord..."

Qi Yangui reached out to hug Song Ningshu, who was not asleep at the moment.

Qi Yangui used the clues to check their situation and was relieved to see that they were in good condition.

The water level of Wangchuan River rose, completely submerging the Naihe Bridge, and Song Ningshu and Qi Yangui were pushed onto the Naihe Bridge.

Standing on the bridge, they did not feel the buoyancy of the Forgotten River water.

The two looked at each other and walked to the other end of the Naihe Bridge.

Qi Yangui's heartbeat suddenly quickened.

Walking to the center of the bridge, a dark-colored divine power with a silver outer layer rushed up from the bottom of the Wangchuan River, and finally turned into a human-shaped phantom.

He was dressed in a black robe, his body was as tall as a mountain, his eyes were like the deep abyss, his aura was astonishing, divine power lingered around him, and a divine pattern on his forehead was emitting a faint silver light.

As He approached the two of them, ripples of divine power spread out from His feet, like a natural-born king looking down upon the world.

Qi Yangui looked at the shadowy figure walking towards them and stood there in a daze.

He is seven parts similar to him.

When Song Ningshu saw Him, it was like seeing Xing Wu, and he remembered everything instantly.

Qi Shuo took her to play in the demon world and the underworld, taught her how to transform demonic energy and yin energy into spiritual energy for her cultivation, and used cakes to coax her to stay with him for a few more days.

"What? You don't even know me?" Qi Shuo looked very unapproachable, but his tone was gentle, and there was a hint of teasing in his low voice.

"Father." Qi Yangui spoke.

Qi Shuo hugged him and said, "When I died, I regretted not being able to see your birth, and not being able to see your mother for the last time."

"My son, your father is very happy to see you."

One hundred thousand years passed, and Qi Shuo finally saw the child who was born with his and Qing Xun's expectations.

Qi Yangui's eyes were slightly red. "Father, my son's name is Yangui, and my courtesy name is Zhiheng. Thank you for protecting me time and time again."

Qi Shuo patted his shoulder and said, "I'll remember that."

He looked at Song Ningshu and asked with a smile, "Little Dumpling, you really don't recognize me?"

"Brother Qi Shuo..." Song Ningshu was a little confused now. She didn't know how to address Qi Shuo.

Qi Shuo patted her head and glanced at Qi Yangui. "What does it matter what your name is?"

"The reason we let you call me brother is simply because none of us likes to hear you call us uncle. We are much older than you were when you first became conscious."

"Calling them brother or sister sounds better than calling them uncle or aunt."

"You call Qingxun sister, and you call Jingshan brother. They are still master and disciple."

"Little Dumpling, are you so conflicted because you're really with Brother Qi Shuo's son?"

Song Ningshu's cheeks flushed slightly and she nodded, "Yeah."

Qi Shuo pinched her face and chuckled, "We've already calculated this, there's nothing to be embarrassed about."

"We originally agreed that after he was born, he would grow up with you. By then, you should have a soul and grow up like a human baby."

"We treat you as both a daughter and a sister. You can call us whatever you want. After all, we don't want Jiuzhou to take advantage of us."

At that time, the gods' greatest interest was fighting, and whoever won would go with the little dumpling.

Usually Qi Shuo and Qing Xun win, because they are two gods, and the other gods are in their own camps.

Qing Xun wanted her to call her mother, but the other gods disagreed, saying that they could not let Qing Xun and Qi Shuo take advantage of them.

Jiuzhou also disagreed. If she called Qingxun mother, then Jingshan's seniority would be higher than Jiuzhou's. Jiuzhou would never let him take advantage of her.

The gods argued for a long time, and finally decided to let her call them brother and sister, and the argument was finally settled.

"Jiuzhou, is he the supreme being of Heaven?" Song Ningshu asked.

"Well, he is the ruler of the Kyushu Continent, so this continent will be named after him."

"Oh." Song Ningshu nodded.

"Father, your shadow is not as weak as the demon god's. Does this mean that you don't have to disappear?" Qi Yangui looked hopeful.