"All right, all right. You're not asking me to take your second spirit ring from some random spirit beast, are you? I thought it over. Since your martial spirit is a scythe and your first spirit skill boosts your speed and agility, your second ring should increase your strength. Ideally, it'll give you a powerful offensive skill, something that lets you hack through enemies. I'd say a two-hundred-year-old Gale Demon Wolf should be about right. Your first spirit essence is only a hundred years old, so you wouldn't be able to absorb anything too old."
Bibi was still a little reluctant to let him take such a powerful two-hundred-year-old Gale Demon Wolf, but she was also glad that she could finally move about the Spirit Body world freely without having to pretend to be Tang Qinghe.
Unlike usual, Concubine had stopped worrying that someone might hurt her and no longer insisted on taking her back to the Spirit Body City.
This time, she only wanted to enjoy herself.
When she heard that Bibi planned to help him hunt a two-hundred-year-old Gale Demon Wolf, all her fatigue vanished. Her legs no longer ached, she no longer felt tired, and she stopped sulking.
But what happened next made her regret it again and again.
The journey from the Imperial Spirit Forest to the Star Dou Great Forest should have taken three days. They'd only been walking for a day, yet they hadn't even covered a fifth of the distance.
Most of the time, Bibi and Dugu Yan had been occupied with their own affairs.
Dugu Yan had been especially pleased. After all, she'd managed to spend time alone with "Tang Qinghe." It hadn't been easy to get that chance.
But their relationship had only reached the point where they could play together.
Bibi had spent the whole day helping Dugu Yan find girls to flirt with. It was a ridiculous errand, but she'd still been happy to do it.
By late afternoon, the three of them reached a small grove on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
After eating a meal of fried rice, they sat beside a campfire and began meditating to increase their spirit power.
Tang Qinghe's Heaven's Path and Nine Revolutions of the Heavenly God Technique were both inaccessible to Bibi. She had no idea those techniques existed. As long as Tang Qinghe's spirit was a scythe spirit, and had a strength of more than ten thousand pounds, he could only cultivate by meditating with the spirit power of his martial spirit.
That method of cultivation was naturally much slower, but it did have one advantage: it didn't conflict with the cultivation method he'd practiced in his previous life.
"Let's give it a try. It can't hurt."
That was Bibi's final conclusion.
Just as Bibi used Tang Qinghe's body to meditate and cultivate...
Tang Qinghe was also using Bibi's body to complete a day's worth of cultivation.
He had no choice.
Bibi was the most valued heir to the Concubine's position in the Spirit Hall. There were a lot of things she had to do.
She needed to meditate at night to increase her spirit power, and train extensively during the day. She also had to make time to handle government affairs, along with various matters involving the Spirit Hall.
That was why Concubine had taught Bibi to handle matters from such a young age.
Fortunately, Tang Qinghe was an adult in his previous life, and had more than enough experience to handle this life's affairs. On top of that, Bibi's body had a good foundation, so he hadn't run into any major difficulties.
After taking a bath and drying himself off, Tang Qinghe lay on the bed and picked up the "Four Words for Reading Spirit Artifacts" manual.
Then, with the manual in one hand and Bibi's artifact in the other, he wrote a diary detailing Bibi's private life. He recorded what he'd done today and what he'd learned, then left four large words at the bottom of the page, pretending not to know what he was doing: "Who are you?"
Once he'd finished, Tang Qinghe put the diary away in the spirit artifact, cleaned up, and climbed back onto the bed. He began meditating with the spirit power of his martial spirit, following the method he'd learned from Bibi.
The next morning, when he woke up, Tang Qinghe found himself lying in an unfamiliar tent.
Dugu Yan and Bibi were sitting nearby, meditating and cultivating. Dugu Yan was close to breaking through. The two of them were almost about to advance.
Seeing the scene, Tang Qinghe's mouth twitched slightly. It looked like he hadn't been the only one to switch bodies yesterday. Bibi had, too...
After checking himself over, Tang Qinghe found no issues. He'd stored all his precious possessions in his spirit artifact, and nothing was missing. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he'd sealed away his Immortal Herbs, the River of Life, and all the other life-saving treasures he'd collected in a jade box. He'd also put a spell on it to prevent it from being opened. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
When Tang Qinghe woke up, Dugu Yan and Bibi both stopped meditating and turned their eyes toward him, their gazes full of anticipation.
"Little Tang, you're awake. Come on, have something to eat. Then we can get back on the road. We've got a long way to go."
When she saw Tang Qinghe wake up, Dugu Yan took out some dry food and water and handed them to him. Then she gave some to Bibi as well.
For some reason, he felt that Dugu Yan's expression toward him was gentler than before. Was it some trick those women had come up with?
At the same time, Bibi had also returned to her own body.
As she recalled the night before, when she'd been in that ridiculously handsome man's body, Bibi smiled faintly. What a wonderful dream. If only it had lasted a few more days—then she would surely have conquered that girl.
She had no idea that she'd spent the night in a man's body. After washing up, she walked over to the bed, carefree as ever, and started changing her clothes.
But then she saw the four large words written with lipstick on the bed: "Who are you?"
Bibi froze. Without thinking, she looked down at the spirit artifact in her hand. To her surprise, she found a diary inside—something that hadn't been there before.
She flipped through it, and her face turned crimson.
H-how could this be real? Yesterday, she'd actually turned into a boy.
And that boy had turned into her.
Then it wasn't just a dream. She had really felt the boy's... well, down there.
And when she looked at the clothes she was wearing, they were different from yesterday's.
There was no need to wonder. The boy must have changed her clothes yesterday.
The more Bibi thought about it, the more mortified she became.
She hadn't just dreamed it. She had really exchanged bodies with that boy.
Finally, after her suspicions were confirmed, Bibi took out a pen and wrote three words beneath the ones on the bed: "Bibi."
Then she added another sentence: "What happened to me yesterday?"
Once she'd done that, she put the diary away and began thinking about how to tell her teacher. But given her teacher's personality, there was an eighty or ninety percent chance she'd send Dugu Yan and Bibi's friend, "Little Tang," who'd exchanged bodies with her, back to her.
She'd only just made a few friends. She didn't want to lose them so soon.
Over the next few days, Bibi and Tang Qinghe began exchanging bodies regularly.
Today, Tang Qinghe was Bibi. Bibi was Tang Qinghe.
The next day, they switched back again.
And so it went on, day after day.
Every time they switched, Tang Qinghe took advantage of Bibi's body.
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