At the mention of possession, Lin Heng could not help thinking back to all his previous experiences.
First, he had nearly been possessed by the Mortal World Immortal in the Star-Suppressing Tower. If Saint Ye had not saved him, and if that Mortal World Immortal had not shown off cause and effect and the future until he played himself to death...
By now, he might very well have accepted all the memories of some mighty senior.
Then, not long ago, he had been surrounded by a bunch of bald donkeys from the Buddhist Incense Society, who had named him directly and said the [Buddha Master] wanted his body.
In this world, it had always been the strong eating the weak.
Some people had their eyes dug out, some possessed their own grandson...
Lin Heng nodded noncommittally and said, "So, senior, you're afraid someone will covet your body?"
"You could put it that way. Looking back on the road I've walked, it really was like treading on thin ice. Sometimes I even envy your Master. Look at that Supreme Yin Dao Body of hers—how much it is, and yet no one dares set their sights on it."
"Ah... the Supreme Yin Dao Body? Why do you say that?" Lin Heng was like a curious baby.
A trace of a wicked smile squeezed onto Mu Li's face, and her tone was teasing as she said, "Don't you think it's very cold?"
"Oh, right. Your body can withstand the illusory transformation brought by the Supreme Yin Dao Body. You really are a match made in heaven."
"But even so, it won't be easy for Mengmeng to prepare for pregnancy. Maybe she'll have no fate with children in this life."
"Pah, pah, pah!" Lin Heng's expression turned displeased, and he hurriedly cut her off.