The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Yu Wenzhou looked at the mountain of books and wondered how many books must have been collected to reach this height.

"Don't be afraid. These are all books about the soul, and some even contain methods for cultivating the foundation of the soul. They are useless to me, but they are already a considerable treasure for you. Enjoy everything I've given you. I'll need your help later, so hurry up and look at them. Oh, by the way..."

Don't try to deceive me. If you come to me before you've finished reading, I'll ask you questions.

Qiongqi spoke to Yu Wenzhou in the same tone he used when teaching Chaos, which made Qiongqi miss the time when he was teaching Chaos. That kid Chaos always went against him and never listened to him. As a result, he is now completely destroyed. Although Qiongqi did not do it himself, it was almost the same.

"That's it. The rest is up to you. I hope you can see it sooner than your deceased senior brother."

Qiongqi didn't tell Yu Wenzhou how long it took his senior brother, Hun Dun, to finish reading the books, but judging from Qiongqi's appearance, it shouldn't have taken long, otherwise he wouldn't have reminded Yu Wenzhou.

"Hey!"

Before Yu Wenzhou could ask any more questions, Qiongqi had already vanished.

"Isn't it the real body? Is it a soul? Or a soul clone?"

Yu Wenzhou was a little curious. Wasn't Qiongqi afraid that its soul might not be able to return because of this way of separating its own soul body?

In fact, Yu Wenzhou's concerns were not without merit. However, one thing is one thing, and another is another. Qiongqi would definitely leave behind his own contingency plan. Qiongqi's soul clones all have the attribute of self-destruction. As long as they are touched by a soul attack of a certain strength, they will self-destruct directly and then be teleported back with their soul and memories.

After the memories are transmitted to Qiongqi, the enemy who attacked Qiongqi's soul clone is finished. Qiongqi will dig three feet into the ground to find the person who attacked his soul clone. Qiongqi will never give up until he finds them.

"Forget it, I'll just read books. Only by arming myself with knowledge can I have a chance. However, I want to focus my energy on things related to memory and the soul, to see if I can find a way to steal or copy Old Mo's memories."

Yu Wenzhou felt that Mo Qian's continued amnesia wasn't a solution; they needed to find one. And now the solution lay in these books. How could Yu Wenzhou possibly give up on finding a way?

Yu Wenzhou believed that with Mo Qian's abilities and talent, they could definitely find a way to fight Qiongqi, as long as they found a method. The only problem was that there were just too many books.

"How long will it take to see that?"

Even Yu Wenzhou would express such sentiments, let alone others.

Yu Wenzhou suddenly thought of something interesting: what would Huang Shaotian's expression be if he saw these books? Yu Wenzhou guessed that Huang Shaotian would just faint and collapse to the ground.

Achoo!!!

At this moment, Huang Shaotian, who was waiting for treatment on the second floor, suddenly sneezed. Anyone who didn't know better would think someone was thinking about him.

"Why is there a flu? Here! Drink this and you won't sneeze."

Eagle casually tossed out a dark potion, the kind whose color alone tells you it's the most bitter. Huang Shaotian could tell just by looking at it. Looking at the dark potion in his hand, Huang Shaotian really didn't want to drink it at all.

"Um, can I not drink it?"

Huang Shaotian asked tentatively, but Ying Que just smiled and said:

"This isn't something I can decide; you have to ask the people around you if they're willing."

Then Huang Shaotian saw Chu Yunxiu's sharp eyes, and Zhou Zekai's sharp eyes as well. The flu is contagious; if Huang Shaotian didn't drink it, Chu Yunxiu and Zhou Zekai would be the ones threatened. "No, no, don't do it yet! I'll drink it, I'll drink it, okay?"

Seeing the threatening looks in everyone's eyes, Huang Shaotian instantly felt reassured. He didn't feel sorry, but rather that his younger brother was quite sensible.

"Just drink it and you'll be fine. I guarantee it. This is my exclusive secret recipe, and its effects are absolutely top-notch!"

Eagle Magpie was very confident in this potion. Perhaps its only drawback was that it was too bitter. Bitterness was the only flaw of this potion.

"Come, come, Brother Mo Qian, sit down first, let me take a look at your soul."

Eagle and Magpie are probably the ones who like Mo Qian's amnesia the most, because after Mo Qian lost his memory, the terrifying aura of the sword immortal disappeared completely. Now, Mo Qian's temperament is like that of a harmless puppy, and a very good-looking puppy at that, which anyone can pet.

"You're more approachable when you have amnesia."

Eagle Magpie really liked Mo Qian. Mo Qian was so down-to-earth that he was like a beloved member of the group. In fact, Eagle Magpie had long wanted to see what the harmless sword immortal Mo Qian was like, and today he finally got to see him.

"bass!@"

Just as Yingque was getting a little addicted to rubbing, Mo Qian's sword swiftly fell on Yingque's neck.

"!!!"

Eagle Magpie was so frightened that he almost fainted on the spot. He remembered that Mo Qian's sword was very fast in the past, but at least back then, you could still see the afterimage of Mo Qian's sword. But this time, as an eagle, Eagle Magpie's eyesight was considered to be of a high level, and he couldn't even see the afterimage.

"Calm down, Mo Qian, don't do it!"

The eagle immediately began to beg for mercy; the eagle is flexible and adaptable.

I really don't like it when you touch my nipples.

Mo Qian spoke these words with an innocent and harmless air. Ying Que felt that if he touched him any further, he might be beheaded by this amnesiac Mo Qian.

"Okay, okay, I won't touch it anymore, I won't touch it anymore." Yingque instantly gave in, just like Huang Shaotian before, timid and cowardly.

"Pfft, what's going on with these two? They look exactly alike. Young Master Huang, are you Eagle Magpie's top disciple?"

Su Mucheng watched this scene with a smile. It was quite rare for two people to be on the same page at the same time, especially between Ying Que and Huang Shaotian, both of whom had extremely funny personalities.

"Alright, alright, I've done a rough check. There's nothing I can do about your condition."

Eagle Magpie calmly gave the answer, and he dared to say that not only himself, but all the doctors in the world had no solution to Mo Qian's amnesia.

:"Why?!"

Chu Yunxiu asked anxiously, "How can there be no way at all? Will Mo Qian always have this childish personality? That's just too outrageous."

"Because his soul was taken away, disappeared, do you understand?" (End of Chapter)