Soul's Three Questions

Soul's Three Questions

Dawn broke, and Lin Fan grew even more at a loss.

Especially when voices drifted in from outside the room, he nearly held his breath! Too cowardly? This wasn't cowardice—it was caution.

This was undoubtedly an utterly unfamiliar world.

For Lin Fan, he could not even answer questions like, "Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?"

Meeting anyone could expose him.

What would happen if he were exposed?

No one knew...

"They say, 'Since you're here, make peace with it.'" Lin Fan smiled bitterly to himself. "Fine, I transmigrated. Transmigrating into a woman is fine too, but why is it completely different from what the novels said?"

"I'm a transmigrator, for heaven's sake. No system cheat, no golden finger—fine. But I don't even have the original owner's memories, and I don't even know what this body is called..."

"..."

Speechless!

Especially when he looked at the breathtaking beauty in the bronze mirror, like a Fairy descended to the mortal realm, he felt even more despair.

True, if his wife were this beautiful, Lin Fan would wake up laughing in his sleep. But once he had become this sort of femme fatale himself, everything was different!

At that moment, the conversation outside became clearer, and Lin Fan heard every word distinctly.

"Senior Sister Chen, Senior Sister Wu, it's our turn."

"Alright. Thank you for your hard work, Junior Sisters."

"Not at all. By the way, Senior Sisters, did the Saintess give any instructions last night?"

"Still none. It has already been a month. I wonder how long the Saintess's secluded cultivation will last this time. But the Saintess's talent is peerless—when she emerges from seclusion, she will surely have broken through to the Void Refining Realm, right?"

"That's true. All we need to do is quietly wait for the Saintess to emerge from seclusion."

The conversation ended there. As a set of footsteps faded away, Lin Fan rubbed his brow, his head aching terribly.

"At least I gathered a little information."

"So the owner of this body is the Saintess they mentioned? The Void Refining Realm—that realm isn't unfamiliar. Cultivation?"

"In other words, this really is one of those legendary cultivation worlds where the weak are prey to the strong, and this body of mine is even the Saintess of some great sect... Damn it..."

His scalp tingled!

If he were an ordinary person, perhaps he would not be exposed so easily.

But... the Saintess of a great sect?

Who knew how many people she would come into contact with? And those mighty experts might be able to see through him at a glance.

Even if they could not, with his current understanding of this world, he would be exposed within minutes after meeting anyone...

"I have to find a way to pry some information out of them. Otherwise, I absolutely can't run around recklessly!"

Lin Fan pondered.

So, how could he discreetly coax useful information out of them? That was a problem.

If it were some perverted creep, they might be studying their own body right about now. But Lin Fan did not think that way.

Before transmigrating, his life had actually been pretty miserable.

His parents were honest-to-goodness farmers, scrimping and saving to send him through university and graduate school.

As for himself, he had always been an ordinary commoner. He had never lived extravagantly, never enjoyed himself, and was plain to the extreme.

Now that he had finally transmigrated, although the process had been somewhat...

Still, he had transmigrated, hadn't he? Of course he had to seize this opportunity. Maybe he could even see the sights from high above and enjoy the life of the upper class?

And this was a cultivation world. Though his body was female, at least he had the status of a Saintess, so he would not be casually bullied.

Besides, anyone who could become a Saintess had to be a one-in-ten-thousand genius. If nothing unexpected happened, such geniuses generally did not end up with low achievements, right?

Since that was the case, he naturally had to make good use of this opportunity.

Therefore, in Lin Fan's mind, his first goal right now was to survive!

How could he survive?

First, he had to avoid being exposed.

"I've got it~!"

Not long after, Lin Fan had an idea.

Wasn't it just discreetly fishing for information?!

Lin Fan stood up and prepared to open the door, but when he reached it, he turned back.

"No, I still need to be more cautious."

First, he cleaned up the fragments of the "glowing stone" that had exploded last night. Then he faced the bronze mirror and began tidying his appearance.

"No wonder she's so beautiful. So she's the Saintess..."

"Then, since she's the Saintess, her clothes, hair ornaments, and everything else must be flawless to look proper. So... why is this hair so hard to manage?!"

Three thousand silken strands cascaded down like a waterfall!

With her long hair hanging loose, she became even more alluring. Lin Fan reckoned that even women would be unable to resist taking a few extra looks at him right now.

But that was not the point. The point was that while he had been in a daze earlier, Lin Fan had kept scratching his head. The originally exquisite hairstyle now looked like a chicken's nest...

And he simply could not fix it himself!!!

This was agonizing!

An hour later...

Lin Fan lay on the bed, rolling his dead-fish eyes. "Alright, I give up."

There was no helping it. He truly could not handle this hair. In the end, he could only let it all hang down, tying it behind his head with a hair ribbon positioned at the center of his back.

This way, it did not look messy, and it even carried a kind of intellectual beauty.

As for the hairpins and other ornaments from before, they were naturally no longer of any use.

"I need to get the information out of them as soon as possible. The longer I drag this out, the more dangerous it becomes." Lin Fan once more prepared to open the door.

Though judging from their conversation, he should currently be in secluded cultivation, and people generally would not disturb him, who knew whether some accident might occur?

Lin Fan had understood one principle since childhood: never drag things out!

The longer one delayed, the more likely accidents were to happen!

His hands had already touched the door, but...

He turned back again and returned to stand before the bronze mirror.

"So... what kind of personality am I supposed to have?!"

"An iceberg? A sweet innocent fool? Or someone moody and unpredictable? Maybe even hot-tempered?"

Details determined success or failure!

Personality affected a person's expressions, demeanor, movements, and more.

If he got the personality wrong, the chances of being exposed would not be small either.

"Luckily, that won't stump me!"

What if he was not sure what this Saintess's personality was like?

Fake it!

Pretend to be in a bad mood, even angry... Wouldn't that solve everything?

The seven emotions and six desires were only human nature.

Even a Saintess getting angry was perfectly normal, right?

Of course, if this sect truly did not allow anger, and no one had ever gotten angry...

Then there was nothing he could do. He could only blame his rotten luck~!

He rubbed his face before the bronze mirror, and soon, his "peerlessly beautiful" face stiffened, giving off an air that kept others a thousand miles away.

If anyone met his gaze, they would even feel that he was suppressing a bellyful of anger, desperately needing an outlet.

"Not bad at all!"

Lin Fan touched his face and nodded repeatedly.

"Why didn't I apply to some art school back then?"

"With acting skills like mine... looks like I have the potential to become a Best Actor!"

"Oh, right. Tsk, tsk, these hands, this face—they're so fair."

After a bout of narcissism, Lin Fan put on a stern expression and opened the door...