Chapter 232: Huo Ling'er

Mother, save my child!

The mournful sound transmitted into the Sun Star Palace, making the Sun Star Lord, whose mood was already not good, become even more irritable.

Simply because her belly kept growing, the little life inside could be born at any moment.

However, even now, she still doesn't know who did it.

"The only clue is Changxi!"

Xihe narrowed her eyes and spoke coldly: "The key to my Sun Star Palace, besides the one in my hand, is only the one Changxi secretly made a copy of back then; my current situation can probably only be resolved by finding her, to unravel all the mysteries."

Mother, save my child!

At this moment, the sound from outside came again, and Xihe couldn't help but show a hint of impatience on her face.

Sometimes, she really wanted to beat this stupid son to death with her own hands.

He had come once before; this time, coming again, he actually ended up trapped in the restriction once more.

However, after all, it's her own child; Xihe could not really bring herself to be cruel.

With a wave of her hand, she once again brought Lu Ya to the gate of the Sun Star Lord.

"What is it?"

Xihe said somewhat impatiently.

"Honored Mother!"

Lu Ya lowered his head, like a child who had made a mistake, and said cautiously: "Honored Mother, the Slay-Immortal Flying Dagger you bestowed upon me has been taken!"

"What did you say?"

Hearing Lu Ya's words, Xihe wore an expression of disbelief.

She had only just given the two treasures to this stupid child, and he already lost them?

At this moment, Xihe's desire to beat this stupid son to death grew stronger.

You must know, things are not like back when the Demon Court flourished; although she inherited part of the Demon Court's legacy, how could she possibly withstand such turmoil?

"Honored Mother, I had no choice either; the Zhenyuanzi of Five Manor Temple is simply too strong!"

Lu Ya said.

"Five Manor Temple? Great Immortal Zhenyuan?"

Xihe forced herself to calm down and said: "Tell me properly, how did you provoke this Great Immortal?"

Lu Ya knew that to retrieve his treasure he could only rely on his mother, so he dared not conceal anything and recounted the day's events in full detail.

"Idiot!"

After hearing Lu Ya's account, Xihe gave only one evaluation: "idiot."

"Before acting, don't you sense your opponent's cultivation level? Great Immortal Zhenyuan, whom even I dare not provoke lightly, and you foolishly dared to attack him."

Xihe wore an expression of 'hating iron for not becoming steel'; she always felt that if she let this stupid son continue, this last son might really end up playing himself to death.

After all, which mother doesn't feel heartache for her child?

However, there's no helping it; since long ago, Xihe has known that her ten children are all too foolish.

Now, nine of them have already played themselves to death, and the remaining one, if not restrained, is likely also very dangerous.

"I am my last child, finally?"

Suddenly, Xihe lowered her head to glance at her big belly, and her expression suddenly turned somewhat strange.

It seemed that the stupid son outside was not her last child; she still had other offspring!

But just thinking about this child's origin, Xihe's face became torn again.

There's no way; she doesn't even know who this child's father is, can she really accept it with a clear conscience?

Just then, the child in Xihe's belly seemed to sense her mother's emotions, and with a flash of firelight, it suddenly flew out of her womb.

"Honored Mother!"

A tender voice issued from the baby's mouth, a blood‑linked feeling that instantly melted Xihe's heart.

She reached out and held the baby in her arms, feeling that her previous irritation vanished instantly.

"She is my child; this is an unchangeable fact!"

Flames swirled around her; one large, one small, two sets of skirts seemingly made of fire were draped over herself and the baby.

"Child, from now on you will be called Huo Ling'er; remember that?"

"Huo Ling'er, hehe, Honored Mother, Ling'er likes this name!"

Hearing her name, the baby seemed very happy, pressing her face against her mother's.

Indeed, worthy of being the mother's thoughtful little cotton‑padded jacket; in an instant, Xihe felt Huo Ling'er's place in her heart grow a bit more.

And at that moment, a strong surge of spiritual energy rushed toward Xihe.

"What is this?"

Xihe suddenly widened her eyes.

You must know, after the ancient Witch‑Demon War, she suffered severe injuries.

And she had shut herself inside the Sun Star Palace; besides letting some people feel at ease, more importantly, she used seclusion to recover from her injuries.

However, only after being awakened by that stupid son of hers did her injuries recover halfway.

If possible, Xihe does not intend to leave the Sun Star Palace.

After all, although this place can be called a restriction on her, in a sense it is also a protection.

After all, having inherited part of the Demon Court's legacy, she is watched by many.

However, shortly after giving birth to Huo Ling'er, this sudden surge of spiritual energy was quickly restoring her bodily injuries.

Gazing at Huo Ling'er in her arms, with those big, adorable eyes, Xihe couldn't help but think to herself: "Could it be that Huo Ling'er is truly sent by heaven to save my little treasure? If not, how could such a vast surge of spiritual energy appear out of nowhere right after her birth, to heal my injuries?"

Thinking this, Xihe felt even more affection for the daughter she had unexpectedly gained in her arms.

「Mother, can you hear me? What happened? 」

Just then, an untimely voice came from outside the Star Palace.

Lu Ya Daoist also sensed the tremendous spiritual energy that suddenly appeared within the Solar Star Palace, not knowing what had happened inside.

「What is it? 」

Xi He's voice rang out.

Lu Ya Daoist said, 「Mother, Zhen Yuan Da Xian said that only if you personally come to his door will he be willing to return the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife to the child; please accompany the child on a trip, Mother. 」

Hearing this, Xi He's face sank, and she then remembered that outside there was still her foolish son.

If possible, she really wanted to ignore that foolish son, after all, given his stupidity, who knows how much anger he might cause her in the future.

Just as Xi He's mood became irritable again, suddenly a small hand gently smoothed her furrowed brow.

「Mother, are you unhappy? Huo Ling'er will pinch your cheeks for you, Mother; will that make you a bit happier? 」

As she spoke, Xi He was seen taking hold of Xi He's hand and placing it on her own chubby baby face.

Hearing Huo Ling'er's innocent words and looking at her lovely little face, Xi He felt that her spirit was healed.

「Huo Ling'er truly is a good child for mother, unlike that foolish boy outside! 」

Gently pinching Huo Ling'er's chubby little cheeks, Xi He seemed to take a liking to this sensation.

However, she dared not use force, after all, a baby's cheeks are really too tender.