In response to Yan Guilai's question, one of the catgirls answered meekly, "Actually, it's nothing much. Our race has the Blood Escape Technique. Once we suffer a fatal injury, it will automatically activate."
Nodding, another catgirl added, "That's right. Actually, we only have one life. But you have to kill us nine times in a row before you can truly kill us."
Looking at the three catgirls in admiration, Yan Guilai said, "So, even if I accidentally kill you with my flying sword, you won't really die, right?"
Nodding, the third catgirl said, "That's right. As long as you don't kill us nine times in a row, we won't die."
Eyes shining with excitement, Yan Guilai said, "That's great. I was just worried about finding a sparring partner. Now it's all solved."
Yes, yes, yes …
Nodding obediently, the three catgirls jumped up and happily said, "Come, come, come … What are you waiting for? Let's train!"
Looking at the three happy catgirls, Yan Guilai shook his head and said, "No, at least not today. I'm already very tired. Now … I'm going to sleep!"
Hearing Yan Guilai's words, the three catgirls nodded disappointedly and said expectantly, "Alright, since the king is tired, then you should rest well. We'll train again tomorrow!"
Nodding, Yan Guilai wriggled his body and crawled back to his nest. After coiling into a snake, he fell into a deep sleep …
Seeing that Yan Guilai had fallen asleep, the three catgirls looked energetically at the rabbit and fox girls and said excitedly, "Let's go, let's go patrol the mountains together!"
Patrol the mountains?
In response to the catgirl's invitation, the three fox girls and the three rabbit girls nodded in unison … The nine of them quickly ran out of the cave and went to patrol the mountains.
On the other side …
Inside the ruined temple in Greatwood City …
Yan Guilai opened his eyes in a daze. He rubbed his eyes with one hand and subconsciously reached for his coat with the other.
But after touching for a long time, Yan Guilai didn't feel anything.
Lin Mengya turned around in confusion. The clothes that were hanging at the head of the bed last night had disappeared.
Yafu! Yaxin … where are my clothes?
Sitting on the bed, Yan Guilai shouted loudly.
When they heard Yan Guilai's voice, Yaf and Yaxin, who were standing by the pond outside the temple, couldn't help but smile at each other.
Such a scene was really familiar. Back then … when his parents were still alive, such a scene often played out.
Yafu gently handed the clothes in her hand to her sister and said, "You continue to wash. I'll go help him get up. Remember to wash yourself clean …"
Yaxin nodded obediently and smiled sweetly. "Don't worry, Sister, I'll definitely wash myself clean."
Yaf lovingly stroked her sister's hair, then stood up and walked towards the ruined temple.
As she walked, Yaf twirled her hair with a smile on her face. She felt that life was full of hope and anticipation.
With Yan Guilai's appearance, their safety was guaranteed. Most importantly, there was hope for their future.
They had someone they loved, and they also had someone they loved.
Yaf walked into the ruined temple. As soon as she entered the bedroom, she saw Yan Guilai bare-chested and only wearing a pair of shorts.
Yaf covered her mouth and laughed. "Your clothes are a little dirty from yesterday's cleaning. I'll take them out to wash. I'll give them to you after they dry in the sun."
Yaf walked to the head of the bed and opened a brocade box. She joked, "Of course, if you're in a hurry, you can wear my and my sister's clothes first."
Fine, fine, fine …
Yan Guilai smiled bitterly and waved his hand. "I don't wear girls' clothes. I'll wait first."
When she heard Yan Guilai's words, Yaf couldn't help but smile. Just as she was about to speak, Yaxin's scream came from outside. Then … a series of footsteps sounded from afar.
Yaxin ran all the way, grabbing Yan Guilai's wet clothes and running into the bedroom with a look of surprise.
As soon as she entered the bedroom, Yaxin's eyes lit up. "Look … There are words on Brother Yan's clothes!"
They looked in the direction Yaxin was pointing and saw lines of words embroidered on the inside of Yan Guilai's clothes with silver thread.
As the silver light flowed, Chu Xingyun's eyes widened.
Obviously, these words weren't from the Qian Kun World. However, Yan Guilai could understand them completely!
Upon closer inspection, these words recorded the method to refine the Void Avatar. However … what was this Void Avatar? Why was it recorded on the inside of his clothes?
According to the words, when the Void Avatar was refined to the limit, one could transform into the void and become invincible. One could become a supreme Celestial Emperor!
However, these words only recorded the second half of the method to refine the Void Avatar. There wasn't any information about the first half. What was the use of it?
Yan Guilai read on, full of doubts. Finally … Yan Guilai's eyes widened. Even his mouth fell open in shock.
The Void Avatar had no Spirit Sea or Spiritual Abode. Therefore … it needed a precious treasure to open it up.
It needed to use the Emperor Weapon that contained the five Origins of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth as its foundation to reforge the five internal organs.
It needed to use the Emperor Weapon that contained the two Origins of Sun and Moon to reforge the Spirit Sea.
Looking at these words, Yan Guilai couldn't help but be shocked. Could it be … that his body was the incomplete version of the Void Avatar?
After all, every human had a Spirit Sea and Spiritual Abode. However, Yan Guilai didn't have them. This was too strange.
Most importantly, the method to refine the Void Avatar was recorded in the inner layer of his clothes.
Looking at the words, Yan Guilai knew that before the words lost their memories, they were most likely refining the Void Avatar.
As for why they lost their memories, it was actually very easy to explain.
After all, this Heavenly Deity Temple was built a hundred years ago. A hundred years ago was the time of the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth. It was at that time that the Four Emperors of the Human Race fell.
Therefore, Yan Guilai deduced that a hundred years ago … they might have been an Emperor who was severely injured during the tribulation and lost their memories.
This Void Avatar and the method to refine the Void Avatar recorded in the inner layer of his clothes were very likely to be a backup plan that he had prepared for himself.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be so coincidental that he didn't have a Spirit Sea or Spiritual Abode. Moreover, the method to refine the Void Avatar was recorded in the inner layer of his clothes.
However … even if everything was as he guessed, it didn't seem to be of much use.
Looking at the records, Yan Guilai smiled bitterly and shook his head.
What kind of joke was this? In order to refine the Void Avatar, he actually needed a total of seven Emperor Weapons to reforge his internal organs and Spirit Sea. However, the problem now was that Yan Guilai didn't even have a King Weapon.
One should know that Emperor Weapons were already very rare. Each of them was priceless.
However, in order to refine the Void Avatar, he actually needed Emperor Weapons that contained all seven types of Origin Energy. How was that possible?!
Imperial Armaments were already very rare. As for Imperial Armaments that contained source energy, they were even rarer.
To Yan Guilai, it was already impossible for him to possess seven Emperor Weapons, let alone seven Emperor Weapons that contained all seven types of Origin Energy.
That's right …
While shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Yan Guilai suddenly thought of something.
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