Just like that, Zhou Hong followed Lu Qianqian to the Supreme Empire.
When they arrived at the Supreme Empire, it was already the latter half of the night.
"Zhou Hong, I'll arrange a place for you to sleep first. We'll go find my father tomorrow morning," Lu Qianqian said to Zhou Hong.
"Okay."
Lu Qianqian immediately had a servant arrange a room for Zhou Hong.
It was almost two in the morning. If they were quick, they could still get some sleep.
Zhou Hong lay down and fell asleep immediately.
Until the next day, there was a knock on the door of his room.
"Zhou Hong, are you awake?"
"Instructor Lu, please wait a moment, I'll get up immediately." Zhou Hong heard the call and quickly got out of bed.
After getting dressed, Zhou Hong opened the door. The sun was already high in the sky. Zhou Hong roughly estimated it was around nine in the morning. Sudanshuwang.
"Instructor Lu, I'm sorry. I didn't expect to sleep so late." Zhou Hong said with some embarrassment.
"It's alright. Shall we go and see my father now?"
"Okay."
Led by Lu Qianqian, Zhou Hong entered the palace of the Supreme Empire.
They arrived at a large hall. Before even entering the doors, Zhou Hong saw through the cracks that a middle-aged man was sitting inside. Beside the man was a group of eunuchs and maids, carrying several buckets of water, and it was ice water.
After a while, the middle-aged man scooped up a ladle of water and drank it greedily. Not long after finishing, he stood up and urinated.
"Ahhh, when will this kind of life ever end?" At this moment, the middle-aged man wailed with great grief.
"If someone can cure me, I will give everything to them," the middle-aged man then said mournfully, but he gave a bitter smile, because he knew that no one in this world could cure his condition. Perhaps only by cultivating to a stronger level could he possess someone else's body. But in his current state, he couldn't cultivate at all and had come to a standstill.
This middle-aged man was none other than Lu Qianqian's father, Lu Yunzong.
"Your Majesty." At this moment, a eunuch walked into the hall. This eunuch was the one who had come to report.
"Princess Qianqian is back, and she's brought a young doctor," the eunuch added.
"Tell him to get lost," Lu Yunzong roared, his face full of dejection. A young doctor could not possibly cure him. They were just trying to become a son-in-law, treating him like a dead horse to be doctored.
"Your Majesty...!" the eunuch tried to say more.
"I told you to get lost," the emperor roared.
"Yes!"
The eunuch walked out of the hall and said helplessly to Lu Qianqian, "Princess, your father does not wish to see you."
"Eunuch Hai, thank you. I understand." Lu Qianqian turned to Zhou Hong and said, "Zhou Hong, then let's return to Taigu Academy. My father is in a bad mood now, so we won't disturb him."
"Huh?" Zhou Hong doubted if he had heard correctly.
"Instructor Lu, don't you want your father's illness cured?"
"How could I not want it? I dream of it every night."
"Then why are you making me go back?"
"Zhou Hong, don't be angry after you hear this. The reason I brought you back wasn't because I thought you could cure him. Over the years, I've brought back at least eighty to a hundred renowned doctors, but none of them could cure my father. The reason I brought you back this time was simply not to dismiss your good intentions, and also to give my father some comfort, to let him know that his princess still cares about his health. But now, my father doesn't want to accept any attempts...!"
"Instructor Lu, I'm not just making an attempt. I came with great confidence. If you really don't want it, then I'll really go back," Zhou Hong said with full confidence.
"But? You're still so young. It's obvious even if you think about it with your feet that it's impossible. To cure my father's illness, you either need to be an extremely powerful cultivator or a very famous divine doctor, and you are neither."
"In short, I have a 90% chance of success. It's up to you to decide whether to treat him or not."
"90%?" Lu Qianqian seemed startled. No one had ever dared to claim such a high probability.
"If you want it, then hurry."
"Alright, I'll choose to believe you this once."
Lu Qianqian finished speaking and walked directly into the hall. Her father was gulping down water again. Lu Qianqian watched him with immense heartache.
"Qianqian, who let you in?" Lu Yunzong roared impatiently.
"Father, I brought a young man. He is a student from my Taigu Academy, and he said he has a 90% chance of curing your illness."
"What if he can't cure it?"
"This?" Lu Qianqian had always been unsure how to answer.
At this moment, Zhou Hong walked into the hall and said directly, "If I can't cure it, then kill me."
"Zhou Hong, don't talk nonsense," Lu Qianqian quickly stopped Zhou Hong from speaking.
"Fine, since you dare to say that, then I'll let you treat me. If you can cure me, then I will fulfill my promise and make you my son-in-law."
"What do you mean?" Zhou Hong was confused. He wasn't here to become a son-in-law.
"It means nothing. If you can cure me, I will marry Qianqian to you."
Lu Qianqian's face turned red. She wanted to say something but didn't. The most important thing now was her father's illness; everything else was secondary, including her lifelong happiness.
"I'm sorry, I'm not here to become your son-in-law. I'm only doing this out of respect for our mentor's filial piety."
"Less nonsense. I don't care what your reasons are. As long as you can cure my illness, anything can be discussed."
Zhou Hong was too lazy to argue with him and said directly, "Your illness is caused by a broken nerve in your brain. I can't explain it to you in detail. I have two treatment options for you now. One is to solve the problem permanently, and the other is the simplest, but it has a drawback: you must take medicine daily. If you don't take medicine, you will drink a lot of water and urinate. I'm now asking for your opinion, which option do you want?"
"All these renowned doctors before, none of them said my illness was related to my brain. On what basis did you reach this conclusion?" the emperor asked with half-belief.
"Don't ask so many questions. To put it bluntly, I've seen this kind of illness before."
"Alright, then I'll believe you. If you can't cure me, you'll be killed. If you can cure me, you'll be heavily rewarded."
"Stop the nonsense and tell me which option you choose."
"Of course, it's the first option."
"Alright, don't blame me for not explaining clearly. The first option is a bit troublesome; I need to open your skull."
"What?" The emperor was startled. Opening his skull, wasn't that the same as killing him?
"How dare you! Do you want to murder this Emperor?" the emperor roared.
Lu Qianqian's expression also changed. She hadn't heard Zhou Hong mention opening his skull before.