Peerless Taoist

These words flashed across Lu Yu's mind in an instant.    

Lu Yu carefully examined the boy's bone structure and found that he indeed had a good cultivation. However, he was still young and had yet to show it.    

It could be said that even if the boy did not cultivate, he could still become a warrior with his mortal body.    

However, he had not revealed his talent at all. On one hand, he was too thin and had been malnourished for years, causing his hair to dry up and his body to be thin. On the other hand, the boy had never come into contact with any cultivation methods. He had a peerless talent, but he could not show it.    

"What's your name?"    

"Zhao Feihong!"    

The boy replied.    

His voice was sonorous and forceful. This seemed to be a name that he was very proud of, and he told Lu Yu in a serious manner.    

"This name is very good." Lu Yu sighed.    

"This is the name my grandfather gave me," the boy said seriously.    

The boy had been raised by his grandfather since he was young. He was an orphan and his parents had passed away a long time ago. Only his grandfather had brought him to this village to live in seclusion.    

The boy's grandfather's health was not good, but he took good care of him. Therefore, in the boy's heart, his grandfather was his only family.    

"Zhao Feihong..." Lu Yu muttered this name, and a flash of understanding appeared in his eyes.    

He did not use the surname of the Ying Clan. Perhaps the old man was worried that the boy's bloodline would be discovered by others, which would ultimately cause him to suffer.    

"Cultivation is not that simple."    

Lu Yu stroked Zhao Feihong's messy hair and said, "If you were a mortal, you might be able to live peacefully in this small village. However, once you step into the cultivation world, you will be filled with deceit, swords, and sabers. If you are not careful, you will become someone else's stepping stone and eventually become a skeleton in the gutter."    

Lu Yu said this naturally because he had his own considerations.    

Since ancient times, who knew how many stunning geniuses had died. Their aptitudes were even better than Zhao Feihong's. However, they still fell in the end and disappeared in the endless river of time.    

Although Zhao Feihong was young, he did not hesitate at all. He straightened his back and said, "Even if cultivation might be dangerous, I will not back down. As long as I can let grandpa live a good life!"    

This was a filial child.    

Many people had different goals when they stepped into the cultivation world. Some wanted to become a superior person, and some wanted to become a Taoist sage. However, for Zhao Feihong, his wish was very simple. He only wanted to let grandpa live a good life and not be bullied by others.    

"Let's meet your grandpa first," Lu Yu said.    

He still did not know Zhao Feihong's background, nor did he know what was hidden behind him. If he rashly took him into the cultivation world, it would be somewhat inappropriate.    

Zhao Feihong wiped the tears from his eyes in excitement and led the way for Lu Yu.    

He ran all the way, as if he really wanted to tell his grandfather the good news.    

In the corner of the mountain village, there was a dilapidated thatched cottage. The scattered thatched straw was blown by the cold wind, showing the desolation of this place.    

Even the people in the mountain village rarely visited this place. If not for the thatched cottage being within the village wall, it would have been treated as a desolate ruin.    

"Grandfather, I'm back. I even brought the immortal here!" Zhao Feihong placed the pile of meat in his arms in the courtyard, then quickly ran to the thatched cottage.    

The thatched cottage was very dark. An old man wearing worn clothes sat on the brick bed. His eyebrows were slightly drooping, showing his endless age.    

"Grandfather..."    

Zhao Feihong ran over and suddenly stopped. A look of disbelief flashed across his eyes.    

The old man's mouth was covered in blood, and a pool of blood also appeared on the ground. It was a ghastly sight.    

This old man had probably vomited blood just now. Now, he sat on the brick bed with his eyes closed, his face pale.    

"Grandfather! What's wrong with you!" Zhao Feihong was immediately shocked. He rushed forward to see the old man's condition.    

"Don't go over first."    

Lu Yu stopped Zhao Feihong and raised his hand to point at the old man's body.    

A few divine lights gathered into the old man's body. The old man's face gradually became ruddy, and he slowly opened his eyes.    

"Fei Hong..." The old man looked at the boy with a doting and gentle gaze. He reached out his hand to touch the boy's hair and forced a smile.    

Zhao Feihong was shocked by the scene in front of him. Even though he had been beaten up by other children, he did not cry. But now, he was sobbing without end. "Grandfather, how are you? Are you alright?"    

The old man shook his head and spat out blood again. "My lifespan is nearing its end, and I have no strength to turn the situation around."    

Zhao Feihong was shocked. He suddenly became flustered. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. He turned around and pleaded with Lu Yu, "Big Brother Immortal, please help my grandfather."    

Lu Yu glanced at the old man and sighed. "The meridians all over his body have been broken, and his life is only half a life. His soul is incomplete, and he is like a living dead. Did you spend all these years in this state?"    

Lu Yu could see that the old man's condition was already on the verge of death.    

Many years ago, he should have died. However, he had managed to survive by relying on his strong will. He was like a zombie who was about to die.    

"Who are you?" The old man looked at Lu Yu, and a trace of doubt flashed across his turbid eyes.    

He wanted to protect Zhao Feihong behind him. He had done this countless times over the years, and he was already quite familiar with it. However, the old man was already on the verge of death. Even moving a finger was difficult for him.    

"I am the emperor of Great Qin, and I have inherited the Human Emperor's legacy. This child is the Human Emperor's bloodline, right?"    

Lu Yu revealed his aura. The vast pressure did not descend on the grandfather and grandson, but instead, it appeared in many strange forms. His entire body was bathed in golden light, and there were nine dragons circling behind him. The golden light shone, and the rumbling sounds were like the descent of an ancient war god.    

The old man's eyes were a little dull. He stared at the aura on Lu Yu's body, and two lines of tears flowed down his eyes.    

"How many years have passed? After ten thousand years, Great Qin finally remembers us?" The old man trembled all over as he continuously let out a sorrowful cry.    

After so many years, he had endured countless trials and grievances. Now, it was as if all of his suffering had found an outlet to vent out.    

"Ancestors, have you all seen it? My Great Qin's legacy has not been cut off!"    

The old man continued to cry as he muttered to himself in the sky, his voice filled with sorrow.    

Lu Yu asked, "You do not have the Human Emperor's bloodline on you. Who is the child of Fei Hong?"    

The old man shook his head and said with grief, "I am the Family Head's butler. Before the Family Head died, he entrusted the child to me, and I carried the child up until now."    

The old man and Lu Yu began to talk about the past.    

It turned out that after the Lu family instigated the Ying family's Dragon City throne, they began to exterminate the Ying family.    

Almost all of the Ying family's experts were persecuted. At that time, there were corpses everywhere in Dragon City, and blood flowed like a river.