Lord of Starfall Continent
The next day.
Ye Xingchen shut himself in his room.
Even with Drunk Life Dream Death still enhancing him, he did not go cultivate in the Spirit Gathering Array, because... he was simply too ashamed to show his face.
"Alas."
Upon learning that he had gone to the Purple Lin Demon King's room yesterday, Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, "When will my disciple ever break that habit of getting drunk and no longer being able to find his own bed?"
Ye Xingchen was also deeply depressed.
He did not deny that his drinking manners had been terrible in his previous life, and he had offended quite a few Martial Gods because of it, but he had never staggered into the Livestock Pen every time he got drunk.
"It wasn't me!"
"That was definitely not me!"
"The soul that possessed this body must not have completely dissipated! It seized control of my body while I was drunk and did something so humiliating!"
Ye Xingchen clutched his hair and howled madly inside.
It was not hard to tell from his words that he intended to make the dead Pei A'niu take the blame for his drunken disgrace.
That said.
If Ye Xingchen's guess was true and the original owner's soul had not dissipated, perhaps it could be considered a form of punishment—a punishment for forcibly taking over a body and costing a life.
In a world where martial strength reigned supreme, lives were cheaper than grass. But if karma truly existed in the unseen, then seizing Pei A'niu's body was the cause, while making a fool of himself when drunk was the effect.
To put it simply, he had it coming.
The outside world exploded.
Because early that morning, the Certification Hall Headquarters released news