"How many more?" Luo Yu asked.
"How many?"
Ning Rongrong's expression became even more peculiar.
"Don't tell me there are more than ten left." Luo Yu's head buzzed, wondering if he had been some kind of deity in the past.
Ning Rongrong didn't feel like talking anymore, she felt like Brother Yu was underestimating his past self too much.
Lan Ling'er lifted her silky legs, kicked off her red high heels, and freed her delicate feet.
"Brother Yu, you should be asking if there are dozens more."
"What the heck!"
Luo Yu stood up instantly, his scalp tingling with shock.
"Dozens more?"
"You guys are joking with me, right?"
He truly couldn't believe this fact, my heavens, how could one cope with that?
Surely there was no one in the whole world so impressive.
Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes.
Why so shocked, wasn't it all your own doing?
To her surprise, she found the scene before her quite amusing, shocked by her own self.
"Giggle." Ning Rongrong couldn't help but laugh.
The corners of the A'yin Sisters' mouths also lifted slightly.
After calming his emotions for a while, Luo Yu finally accepted the fact.
But then he suddenly realized another problem.
So far, all those who had come to find him were top-notch beauties with stunning looks and superior demeanor.
Could it be that the dozens to come were all of this caliber?
Oh my god.
Even scouring the whole world, you wouldn't necessarily find so many top goddesses.
Did he really empty out an entire world of its top beauties?
Then how many rivals in love he must have, how many men must hate him?
Time ticked away slowly.
Luo Yu, the A'yin Sisters, and Ning Rongrong engaged in some very ordinary conversation.
After all, when it came to the real matter of memories, all three women kept a tight lip, not uttering a single word.
"Do people pursue you usually?" Luo Yu inquired.
But as soon as he said it, he felt the question was somewhat redundant, with such beautiful faces and figures, how could there not be suitors?
Ning Rongrong shook her head, "When I go out, I wear loose clothes and ugly makeup, other men stay far away from me."
"Hehe."
"My beauty is only for Brother Yu to see."
Ning Rongrong playfully blinked her large, sparkling Beautiful Eyes at Luo Yu.
Luo Yu was stunned, not expecting this.
Ah Yin spoke up, "We sisters generally just cultivate in the villa and don't go out to work or shop or anything."
In fact, for young girls like Ning Rongrong, this was quite agonizing; after all, they were not that old yet.
The A'yin Sisters, who were once Transformative Form soul beasts, didn't think much of it.
Staying closed off for eighteen years was just a trivial matter for them.
Through conversation, Luo Yu learned that all the ladies were hidden within the city. The younger ones might go out to work, but work was just for pleasure.
Making money was irrelevant.
As for someone like Gu Yuena, she practically never went out, according to Ning Rongrong.
The only time Gu Yuena had left her home in the past eighteen years was to rescue Luo Yu.
"How is her body now?" Luo Yu kept thinking about the well-being of the silver-haired beauty.
He had expected the A'yin Sisters wouldn't disclose anything, but it turned out this was a topic open for discussion.
Just as Ning Rongrong was about to tell the truth, Ah Yin gave her a meaningful look.
The truth was, they didn't want Luo Yu to worry, and also because Gu Yuena was indeed starting to get better.
Ah Yin said, "She is fine, don't worry."
Luo Yu responded with a wry smile, "Don't hide it from me, under the current repression of heaven and earth, who can act freely?"
"I bet even Daxia's Divine Beings can't."
"What's her condition now?" Luo Yu was not so easily fooled.
Ah Yin bit her lip, deciding to be truthful, "Don't worry, she was seriously injured and barely alive when she got back, but we have skilled healers among our sisters with remarkable healing abilities."
Upon hearing this, Luo Yu's frown did not deepen, instead, a different kind of emotion surged in his heart.
He also felt a subsequent fear.
That fear was indescribable, as if he was about to lose something very important.
"Are you sure it's not a problem?"
"Don't worry,"
Ning Rongrong, in order to reassure Luo Yu, raised her hand to summon a Nine-colored Glazed Pagoda.
The pagoda spun, emitting a beam of Nine-colored Divine Light that fell onto Luo Yu.
"Boom!"
In an instant, Luo Yu felt his strength increase by at least one and a half times. How miraculous was this?
He looked at Ning Rongrong in astonishment.
He had not expected the other's support abilities to be this terrifying. It was practically a bug.
Ning Rongrong said, "Our sister's healing power is even stronger than my support abilities."
"So just keep your heart in your belly, and taking care of yourself will be enough."
A'yin nodded, "We're fine. You just need to come back safely."
Ning Rongrong sighed, "It's a pity we can't help you due to special restrictions, otherwise we would definitely help you wipe out that rabble from outside."
"Haha, no need. You helped me once last time, and I'm already very grateful."
Seeing Ning Rongrong's power, Luo Yu believed her words.
He took her advice to heart.
Moreover, he thought to himself that he must not fall into such danger again, or these treasure girls would probably take risks to help him.
"Tian Zhao the Brigand,"
"you just wait."
Luo Yu was already thinking that after absorbing God's Child during the world competition and making a significant breakthrough,
he'd definitely seek out Tian Zhao for a reckoning.
Had it not been for his extreme hatred,
he would never seek trouble with a deity without knowing the other's strength.
"Alright, we're going. We won't take up more of your time," A'yin stood up, exuding an intelligent beauty.
"You can stay a little longer," Luo Yu said, feeling a pang of heartache at how sensible the woman was.
A'yin shook her head, "No, we know every minute of your time is precious."
"Moreover, leaving you time to enhance your strength, when your power has increased, we can naturally meet again. By then, the real you will have returned."
Luo Yu caught the key point.
The key to his memory recovery lay in increasing his strength, and according to his understanding of the old Daoist, it was likely that once he had the power to contend with the gods, his memory would return.
He now didn't understand the purpose of sealing his memory.
The women's attitudes indicated that his amnesia was not due to an accident.
Upon further reflection, could it be that Zhen Fu'er and the others' memories were also sealed?
What could be the reason for the seal?
Luo Yu rubbed his temples, just as he caught Ning Rongrong's reluctant gaze.
"Brother Yu, can you kiss me one more time?" Ning Rongrong made a request.
"Okay."
This time, Luo Yu kissed her openly.
His heart's familiarity and her approval no doubt confirmed she was his woman.
There was no need to be coy.
After the kiss, Ning Rongrong walked towards the door, but the A'yin Sisters stayed still, not moving.
"A'yin, what are you two..." Ning Rongrong asked, puzzled.
The tall and elegant cheongsam beauty stood there, her long legs encased in stockings perfectly straight.
Her beautiful eyes shimmered with moisture, gazing steadily at Luo Yu.
"Brother Yu, can you... can you... kiss us too?" A'yin's face flushed with shyness and embarrassment as she spoke.
She was not like Ning Rongrong in temperament; she felt it was shameful to make such a request.
"Okay."
Luo Yu nodded. Aside from emotions, who wouldn't want to kiss such charming beauty, given the allure they radiated?
"I want one too," Lan Ling'er, the twin sister, said eagerly.
"I can't show favoritism then,"
After seeing off the three women, Luo Yu continued to consolidate his strength. In between, he took out the Bagua Bronze Mirror to see if he could deduce anything more from it.
But the cooldown period hadn't passed; it would be another six days before he could use it again.
And the competition was starting the day after tomorrow.
"Buzz!"
A message arrived on Luo Yu's phone.
There were only five contestants from Great Xia this time, and he was unanimously the captain of the Daxia team.
Liu Sheng Tan, Cao Potian, Xiang Kunlun, and Zhao Yunliu, the four Transcendence Young Masters, would follow his command.
In fact, anyone with discerning eyes knew that these four were merely for show. After all, other forces were sending over a dozen participants. It would be too embarrassing for Great Xia to only send Luo Yu alone.
The next day at noon, the day before the competition,
it became lively at the foot of Mount Li.
Streams of strong light from the borders flew into Great Xia, hurrying over.