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Chapter 6: The Sword Pierces the Body
To be honest, although Lian Yun's Ghost Slaves had clear appearances during their Ghost Body phase, now that they have manifested their true forms, the visual impact is particularly striking.
The most remarkable among them are undoubtedly Yang Zai Xing and Yan Lie.
Yan Lie has dark purple fur, resembling a prized steed, while Yang Zai Xing has a robust physique, even manifesting a suit of golden armor. His face, though imposing, carries an air of elegance.
Heihei is also quite special; in life, he was a white dog with a body like a leopard and a face like a tiger, exuding great majesty.
Additionally, Ding Tie, Ding Gang, Ding Lan, and Ding Wu possess sturdy builds. Sword Mountain's body has a craftsmanship to it, robust to the point of perfection, though his pair of hazy eyes gives him an innocent and simple demeanor.
Chen Er Gou is very thin, with prominent ribs and arms so bony that it evokes pity.
Then there are Zhao Jinlong and Zhao Jinhui, both with solid and muscular builds, yet their bodies are riddled with countless scars from blades.
Shihai Yong possesses the strong physique typical of someone who practices hard martial arts, and his face is both imposing and spirited. Bai Yuancheng resembles a scholarly teacher, exuding an air of refined detachment.
The Twelve Fierce Warriors stand aside without manifesting their physical forms, which leaves Lian Yun feeling somewhat helpless.
They have defined their identities too clearly; thus, unless absolutely necessary, they refrain from taking any resources from Lian Yun.
For instance, regarding Purple Qi, they only cultivate to a certain extent before ceasing absorption. Perhaps they do not wish to take too much from Lian Yun for fear of feeling guilty when they eventually leave.
In the past, Lian Yun had hoped they would not be overly concerned about such matters; however, they remained steadfast in their stance, leaving Lian Yun somewhat at a loss. But now, Lian Yun stepped forward before the twelve and said with a gentle smile, "Brave warriors, I ask you to exert your full strength. If you feel any guilt, when the time comes to dissolve our contract and part ways, I will take one level of realm from each of you. What do you all think?"
If it were in the past, Lian Yun might have hesitated to make this decision. After all, if they only reached the Initial Monarch level three years later, it would mean they would fall back to the King's Realm. This could lead to many complications, and the most significant issue would be the detrimental effect of contract termination on the Twelve Fierce Warriors, which might take years or even a decade to recover from.
However, the Twelve Fierce Warriors fell silent for a moment before bowing without hesitation and saying, "We dare not disobey your command!"
In truth, Lian Yun's decision had several benefits for the Twelve Fierce Warriors. Firstly, even if they temporarily lost their higher realm status, there was still a possibility of recovery. The experience gained at that level could be something others might take decades to achieve, making their ten-year recovery seem less critical.
Secondly, if they hesitated now, they might not even break through to the intermediate King's Realm in three years. Under Lian Yun's decision, if they could break through to the Peak of Kings, it would be a gain without loss.
In the past, Lian Yun would have overthought things and shown some compassion. Now, however, he had become much more indifferent.
At the same time, another avatar of Lian Yun approached Yang Zai Xing and asked, "General Yang, how does it feel? Does this body feel real?"
"Reporting to you, my Lord, it feels no different; I never expected that after so many years, I would still distinctly feel my former physical body."
"Is it the same as your previous body?" Lian Yun pondered.
Yang Zai Xing seemed puzzled but nodded in agreement. "Indeed, I have suffered severe injuries multiple times in the past, leaving many lingering ailments within me. This body also retains some of those hidden afflictions."
In the end, Yang Zai Xing smiled lightly, as if reminiscing fondly.
Meanwhile, Lian Yun's Third Golden Hair approached Zhao Jinlong and Zhao Jinhui and asked, "Jinlong, Golden Tiger, do you also feel any lingering ailments in yourselves?"
"Reporting to you, my Lord, we do feel such sensations; however, once our physical bodies disappeared, that feeling faded away."
Lian Yun nodded, and beside the Twelve Fierce Warriors, Lian Yun said, "Please enter the Spiritual Liquid Pool and experience it for yourselves."
After the Twelve Fierce Warriors entered the Spiritual Liquid Pool, they emerged with a general sense of its effects.
Then, Lian Yun's Three Golden Hairs took separate actions, personally inquiring about the life stories of all the Ghost Slaves.
Afterward, the Three Golden Hairs gathered to discuss. Finally, the three stood up simultaneously, revealing a hint of joy on their faces. One of them waved his hand and said, "For now, set aside all your matters and come to the Spiritual Liquid Pool to heal."
"Lord, do you think our past injuries have limited our growth?" Yang Zai Xing and Bai Yuancheng asked in unison.
The others widened their eyes in surprise.
Lian Yun smiled slightly and replied, "Based on your situations, General Yang has suffered the most severe injuries in the past, making it the hardest for him to break through. Therefore, this is a possibility."
"However, even if you cannot enhance your chances of breaking through, I hope that while you are here using your physical bodies, you won't feel discomfort due to your hidden ailments."
"We thank you for your kindness, Lord," they replied.
Lian Yun shook his head dismissively but then looked at Ding Lan and Tian Xiang. After a moment of silence, he said, "Please wait for a while; I will forge a room for you to use."
"Thank you for your kindness, Lord." The two bowed deeply, overwhelmed with gratitude.
They could accept being watched by over twenty bald men; however, being observed by those same men while they themselves were bald was something neither of them could endure. So when they heard that Lian Yun would specifically create a room for them, they were truly grateful beyond words.
Lian Yun smiled calmly, but then suddenly froze. Not only Lian Yun's Three Golden Hairs, but all the Ghost Slaves were taken aback.
In the center of the Spiritual Liquid Pool, a black Greatsword appeared out of nowhere. It was Wu Tai, and it was not some Soul Sword; it was a physical sword.
Wu Tai radiated a mix of joy, shyness, curiosity, and a deep sense of confusion, primarily directed towards Lian Yun's Three Golden Hairs.
In response, Lian Yun and the Three Golden Hairs walked over to Wu Tai and smiled, saying, "These are my Three Golden Hairs. This one is Le, this one is Yan, and this one is Cheng."
Lian Yun named the Three Golden Hairs after her parents and Le Yan. Le represented the piano-playing clone, Yan represented the sword-fighting clone, and Cheng represented the vibrating and forging clone.
However, the Three Golden Hairs had primarily focused on cultivating Sword Technique before this.
Wu Tai circled around Lian Yun's Three Golden Hairs, exuding a mix of entangled emotions yet not a hint of displeasure. It was as if he suddenly had three new masters, even though all four masters were essentially the same person.
The Three Golden Hairs smiled lightly. Yan Clone said, "From now on, Taiwu, you should mainly follow the main body and not worry about us."
Wu Tai had no strong objections; after all, all three clones were Lian Yun herself.
(End of Chapter)
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