Cathulhu Online, MUNYA!

Chapter 374 Cat Dad Inherits Heirlooms

Chapter 374 – Cat Dad Inherits Heirlooms

Two hours later in the real world, aka 120 days in Xiaomao's pocket dantian, the prolonged duel finally concluded. Xiaomao hovered in the sky and spread his wings, gazing at his great-grandfather.

"Do it, brat. Do not hesitate," Wei Huang laughed while his right arm pressed to his wounded stomach. His severed left arm was 500 meters away, and his two legs were crushed because of Xiaomao's domain ability.

Xiaomao shook his head. He didn't want to send his last relative in this pocket dantian off yet.

He hated parting with his senior.

"Is there a way to resurrect you, grandpa?" Asked Xiaomao.

"That's impossible. Once someone died, they can only go to the reincarnation river and pray to Yama."

"But many ancient superpowers reincarnated here and there, grandpa. How come you haven't reincarnated yet?"

"Tell that to Mu-Nyang. He trapped me inside you for a reason. Well, I guess what we're doing here is his purpose."

Wei Huang coughed blood and fell on his back. Xiaomao rushed down and disabled his abilities.

The grandson was in tears. The guilt sensation overwhelmed him, "I'm sorry, grandpa! I didn't mean to hurt you this badly!"

"Fool!" Wei Huang grumbled and lightly slapped Xiaomao's face, but his feeble strength gave up on his, causing his hand to lightly pat Xiaomao's cheek.

"Listen, brat. It's not like we will part ways forever. Now that I've completed my mission and you've become so strong that you can kill mid-tier immortals, I can finally pass on and enter the river of reincarnation. I'm sure Mu-Nyang will compensate me."

"…"

"Do not sulk because you suddenly surpass your ancestors."

"… I won't sulk."

"Good. From now on, live with pride. The Wei's bloodline may not run in your veins, but your heart and soul are with the Wei Clan! You've inherited our legacies! You bow down to no one, including gods, you hear?"

"I hear you, grandpa."

Wei Huang smiled. He rubbed Xiaomao's face.

"It's funny. Even in this life, your face resembles your mother."

"Am I?"

"Hehe. You have her eyes and nose."

Wei Huang slowly dissipated into dust. His smile was so bright that he looked so happy.

"Stay strong. Be proud. Keep on living. As long as you live, we will meet again one day."

"See you again soon, grandpa. Reincarnate as my descendant, so we can beat the hell out of each other again."

"Hahahaha!"

Wei Huang's laughter never faded even though his body disappeared. His dust left behind another memory orb and a full set of white Daoist robes.

Without hesitation, Xiaomao used the orb and absorbed Wei Huang's memory.

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In the real world, Xiaomao slowly opened his eyes. His face was full of tears as he learned everything he needed to know about the Oni family and the Wei Clan.

"Wei Cao…"

That was the name of Wei Yuan's father. He was the one who sold out the entire family to Kishin Douji and killed Wei Huang.

It was unfortunate that Devil had severed the existence karma of Kishin Douji, so Xiaomao couldn't avenge the great-grandpa. However, from the hints that Wei Huang had left behind for him, Xiaomao believed that Wei Cao was still alive or got reincarnated somewhere.

His left eyebrow repeatedly twitched, but Xiaomao ignored it. He stood up and brought out the white robes that Wei Huang left behind for him.

PST

An invisible thread emerged from the robes and pierced through Xiaomao's dantian. Then, Xiaomao could sense the connection between him and the robes.

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Robes of Wei Dragon

This set of robes belonged to the Oni Patriarch, Wei Huang. He never used it as it was a secret heirloom that he treasured more than his children and grandchildren. The robes were tailored from Yamato no Orochi's blood essence and the crystallized dantians of Wei Huang's ancestors, who contributed their dantians to strengthen these robes before they ran out of lifespan. However, after Wei Cao rebelled, Wei Huang fell and the location of the heirloom was lost along with him.

As fate permitted, the heirloom was found in your hands. As the rightful successor of the Wei Clan, you have the right to inherit these robes.

Equipment Type: Outer Garment, Light Armor

Rarity: Transcended

Durability: As long as the owner is alive, it cannot be destroyed.

Requirement: Xiaomao Only. (Soul Bound)

Effects (1): You will obtain the protection of the Wei Clan's ancestors. By sacrificing 10,000 years of lifespan, you may summon the spirits of the Wei Clan's ancestors to help you in combat.

Effects (2): You get the following perks when you wear the full set of robes;

- Immunity to basic element attacks (Fire, Water, Lightning, Wind, Metal, Wood, Light, and Dark.)

- Immunity to physical attacks.

- Enable you to merge swords to create a temporary soul-bound katana in combat.

- Unlock the compound element feature. You can now mix your element Qi together to create new elements.

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Soul-Bound Item!

For the first time, Xiaomao stumbled upon a transcended-grade item, but he was not surprised as he had learned everything from Wei Huang's memory.

It was not a game item but a pre-existing legacy before the game laws had taken over the universe. It didn't provide any combat status value, but the immunity to physical attack and basic elements were useful. Furthermore, its durability was infinite as long as the wearer was alive!

With these robes and the obnoxious flying sword, Vehicle, Xiaomao finally had a half-completed set of gears.

RUMBLE

That was not the end of Xiaomao's gains. As soon as he put the robes on, something fell from the sky and crashed into his house. A mysterious object landed in front of him.

Just like Foresight-Senpai had predicted, armor fell from the sky!

It was a white dragon-scale armor. The scales were so shiny that they reacted to Wei Huang's robes.

Xiaomao recognized the aura in the white-scale armor. It had the same property as Wei Huang's compound element, which he had used against Xiaomao in the last fight.

The Holy Undead Element!

Xiaomao's expression was complicated.

"So, Foresight-Senpai, what the hell is this? Where did it come from? Can you tell me anything, munya?"

[Foresight]: "Don't worry about it. One of your mothers came to see you, but you were busy cultivating. She wanted to hand it over to you herself, but she had an urgent business. Then, there you have it."

"My mother? Which one, munya?"

Xiaomao was already numb to the strange fact that he had multiple caring mothers he had never met. Still, he was curious about who she was.

[Foresight]: "Spear Demoness, Ma Xingjuan."

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Meanwhile

Two thousand airships arrived at the Northern Archipelago. Hongjun and his disciples led the troops directly, ignoring the treaty between Nian and the Spear Demoness. However, an army of 50,000 immortals didn't send anybody to raid the dungeon right away.

Hovering in the sky above the Gnoll Island was Ma Xingjuan, the Chaos Demoness. This time, she came with her private army – The Shakatu Nomads from the Desert Frontier Continent.

The nomads were all Ma Xingjuan's disciples. A thousand of them were immortals but the rest were cultivators of various levels. Despite the disadvantage, the morale of this army was high.

The army of nomads consisted of cultivators and monsters. All immortals and cultivators rode karma centipedes, aka the pets of Mao Miaomiao that he had left behind for his wives. They were 100 meters long, seven meters in width, and five meters tall. In addition, they were capable of flying and stealing Qi from their victims. The weakest centipede was level 5,000 while the strongest one was level 15,000!

Looking at the centipedes, Hongjun reminisced about the old days. He stood at the bow and gazed directly at Ma Xingjuan, who levitated in front of her army.

"Hand over Miao Xiaomao, and I'll spare your life and your puny army."

Ma Xingjuan snorted, "Over my dead body, geezer. Do you think a mother can kill her son for her own safety?!"

"He is not even your biological son but a child of evil Cathulhus."

"Once born as my husband's son, he will always be our son no matter how many times he reincarnates!"

"Very well. So you have chosen… DEATH!"

Hongjun waved his arms and activated his Mandate Domain, and so did Ma Xingjuan. A 200-kilometer-tall pagoda and a sage golem manifested behind Hongjun. Meanwhile, a million golden spears exited from a thousand portals behind Ma Xingjuan.

Hongjun and Ma Xingjuan bellowed in unison, ordering their troops.

"KILL!"