Wang Baole's eyes narrowed. After a moment of thought, he came to a conclusion.
What he had encountered in the necropolis were indeed two clones. One of them had been personally destroyed by him, and the other had contained ten percent of his Qi and blood.
As for the other clone, it had been split into multiple parts, which had pierced into the blood mist and been absorbed by Meng Hao. If he did a careful calculation, there were not one hundred, but ninety-nine.
It was clear that this second clone was very cunning. He had arranged for ninety-nine clones to come. If he succeeded, he would be of great help. If he failed, he would still have a chance to make a comeback because he had hidden another clone that had yet to appear.
However, despite the ingenious technique of the cicada shedding its carapace, it was clear that the remaining clone had been unlucky. At some point, Lord Wrath had captured it, and for some other reason, sealed it and absorbed it into his body.
Were it not for the fact that Wang Baole had absorbed the blood of the Emperor, and could sense everything, it would have been very difficult for him to detect any clues.
Lord Wrath could see the change in Wang Baole's expression, and said in a muffled voice, "That's not a complete clone. I only kept it for research purposes. It won't be very useful to you. After all, if I'm not mistaken, you're still missing two complete clones …."
If Wang Baole didn't have the power he had now, he wouldn't have bothered to explain things. But now … things were different.
"Just missing one," Meng Hao said coolly. Wang Baole spoke calmly. The host of the wedding banquet and the others had strange looks on their faces. Wang Baole turned his head and looked at the seven disciples kneeling around him. They had seen everything that had happened but pretended not to.
The seven of them were trembling. Even if they were stupid, they could guess the truth of the matter. Their Master had been possessed, and only one or two clones were left on the run.
However, that wasn't important. What was important … was that the person who had possessed their Master had truly become the source of the magical law of sensual desires. In some ways … he was the new Lord of Sensual Desires.
Therefore, despite their mixed feelings, they didn't dare to act rashly. They simply knelt there with their heads bowed.
Wang Baole looked at the seven disciples and said slowly, "For the sake of our past friendship that even I don't know about, I'll give you some face. Come out on your own."
The seven of them began to tremble, and blank looks appeared on their faces. Wang Baole waited for a few breaths of time, then sighed. He reached out with his right hand, and a scream rang out as he grabbed the most beautiful of the seven, the female disciple.
"Master, I …"
Before she could even finish speaking, Wang Baole clenched his hand into a fist. A boom rang out, and the female disciple began to tremble. Strands of qi and blood poured out of her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, transforming into … the appearance of Lord Desire.
He glared at Wang Baole with hatred. Knowing that it would be difficult for him to escape, his eyes were filled with despair. However, he didn't understand the meaning of Wang Baole's words. Through his expression, Wang Baole could tell that the Lord of Sensual Desires' clones didn't share their memories.
As for the female disciple, Wang Baole wasn't the type to kill indiscriminately. He waved his hand and tossed her back. Then, with a suction force, the despairing Lord of Sensual Desires' clone turned into qi and blood that fused into Wang Baole's body.
At this point, Wang Baole had already grasped ninety percent of the Desire Lord's avatars. The remaining ten percent was no longer important. That was especially so after he absorbed the Imperial Lord's core drop of blood. It didn't matter whether he found the last avatar or not.
He was just curious as to how the last clone escaped from Sensual Desires City. Since he couldn't sense it, it was obvious that the other party was now very far away from Sensual Desires City.
However, it didn't matter. Even if it was taken away by others, it wouldn't pose a threat to him. This was because … he was different from the previous Lord of Sensual Desires. The previous Lord of Sensual Desires had only occupied the body.
However, Wang Baole had integrated it into his body and turned it into his qi and blood. They were completely one.
It could be said that after absorbing the drop of blood in the ancient well underground palace, Wang Baole … was no longer the same. The relationship between his physical body and his main body was no longer as direct as before.
The current him, in a sense, could be considered to be completely independent.
Moreover, he had grasped the almost complete Law of Sensual Desires and many other laws. At this moment, he was fully deserving of being the Lord of Sensual Desires. He was even stronger than the other Lords of Sensual Desires.
In the silence, Wang Baole no longer paid attention to the people around him. Instead, he looked at the wedding host and spoke slowly.
"We should have a talk."
"Alright." The wedding host took a deep breath and nodded slightly. In the next moment, the two figures disappeared. When they reappeared … they were already at the location of the Lord of Sensual Desires' blood pool.
Wang Baole waved his hand, and the environment changed. It turned into a pavilion with a table in it. Wang Baole sat at the side, leaning against the pillar of the pavilion. A bottle of rice wine appeared in his hand. He put it to his mouth and took a big gulp. He looked at the wedding host sitting opposite him at the table.
From this angle, the wedding host's face was extraordinarily beautiful. Her peerless beauty was even more prominent. In particular, her sitting posture was very elegant, showing the beauty of a woman's curves.
Sensing Wang Baole's gaze, the wedding host turned her head and looked at him.
After the two of them looked at each other, Wang Baole suddenly spoke.
"Before you became the wedding host, your identity was …?"
"One of the 108 Divine Generals under the Emperor, Ling Yue," the wedding host said softly with a hint of reminiscence in her eyes.
"You know my identity?" Wang Baole asked again after a moment of silence.
"I know, and I don't know. However, there's one thing I'm sure of. You're an outsider. You're the person the Upper Realm is looking for. Therefore, I want to cooperate with you because … I want to be free," the wedding host answered frankly.
"How do you want to be free?"
"Kill your way to the Upper Realm, destroy the Emperor Spirit, suppress the Guardians, and kill the Emperor!"
"Difficult!" Wang Baole drank the rice wine and shook his head.
"Do you know why the Seven Emotions are complete here, but the Six Desires are missing?" The wedding host looked at Wang Baole and said word by word.
"Because the earliest thing that appeared in this world was the Will. In the end, it split into seven parts. Each part turned into an emotion, which is … the Seven Emotions."
"On the other hand, if someone can cultivate all of the Seven Emotions Laws to a certain degree, after merging them, they can produce the Law of Desire. However, before this, no one has been able to do it, because all of the creatures in this world are cursed, only you are not!"
"Once the Will is released, the Gate of the Upper Realm will be shaken open!"
"Once the Gate of the Upper Realm opens, we'll rush in and kill. Whether we live or die, we'll be free."
Wang Baole narrowed his eyes and was silent for a long time.
The wedding host did not speak. She was waiting for Wang Baole to think.
After a while, Wang Baole suddenly smiled. He looked at the wedding host with a complicated expression. The wedding host also looked at him with a complicated expression.
Sometimes, even though he understood and the other party understood as well, there were some things that could not be said.
For example, he knew that the other party had already guessed the truth that he was unwilling to admit.
For example, she knew that although the person in front of her was only a clone, it was … a clone that wanted to be independent. It was already independent, but it yearned to be independent forever.
"There's more than one mountain above your head. Why don't you … give it a try?" the wedding host said softly.
"An independent clone of the Emperor, an independent clone of an independent clone …" Wang Baole smiled in his heart, but there was confusion in his eyes.
"Who am I …"
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