Soul Transfer Art

As Hualin arranged the site, Mo Yun also arrived at Fengyang Mountain Villa.

She was one of the people in Jinxia City most concerned about this matter, yet official duties had prevented her from going to the docks to receive them immediately. The moment she saw Xia Fan, her face was full of anxiety and worry. "How is she now? Does the soul transfer you mentioned require a vessel? I can bear the Evil Spirit's corrosion."

"There's no need for that." Xia Fan reassured her. "We discussed it aboard the ship. A damaged Living Dead body can serve as a temporary vessel."

Over the past century, quite a few Living Dead had been lost. Some bodies had been frozen, but their injuries were too severe for any possibility of recovery. When the Fang family migrated all the way from Ling Province to Shenzhou, they had not left these bodies stored in refrigerated cellars behind for the Bureau of Military Affairs.

"But what if those bodies still have a chance of being restored..." Mo Yun bit her lip.

In truth, that had been the Fang family's original intention in preserving them.

Who knew whether Sorcery Art might suddenly advance, turning things once beyond reach into reality?

"This was the Fang family's decision." Xia Fan patted her shoulder. "In Fang Jiuzhang's words, Princess Twilight coming to Jinxia was a good thing for the Fang family. If a Living Dead were gravely injured in the future, this art could preserve their soul as well. Compared with a reborn person who had forgotten everything from the past, saving clan members they spent day and night with was undoubtedly more important."

"...I understand." Mo Yun replied after a long silence.

"By the way, do you want to assist with this art?" Xia Fan repeated what