Chen Lin had not expected Shang Yanjun to actually give up her chance to leave and bring over the person who possessed the secret art.
This made him see her in a new light.
He felt that, faced with a choice between life and death, even he might not have been able to do the same.
"Are you Fellow Daoist Chen? I hear you want the Good Fortune Soul-Melting Art?"
The Good Fortune Immortal Lord's descendant was a burly man, yet her voice was exceptionally soft, and her words and mannerisms were distinctly feminine. Chen Lin could not help a slight twitch of his lips.
She was very sensitive. Seeing Chen Lin's reaction, she immediately explained.
"Please don't misunderstand, Fellow Daoist Chen. My name is Wu Xuerong, and I was originally a woman. Special circumstances forced me to hastily perform body-snatching, and I could only choose this body, which had just died. I risked entering the Upper Primal Domain this time to seek a way to perform body-snatching again and return to a woman's body."
Understanding dawned on Chen Lin's face.
So that was what had happened.
Ordinarily, body-snatching could only be performed once. Although the body and soul would be incompatible, there were still ways to resolve that. But if it was performed again, not only would the body and soul become completely unable to merge, but further progress in cultivation would also be difficult.
Still, her body-snatching should have involved more than simply occupying a body. Her body and soul had already begun to merge, just like his own. Otherwise, her Nightmare Realm Projection should have shown her original appearance.
"Heh, a man's body isn't bad either. You needn't dwell on it too much, Fellow Daoist Wu."
Chen Lin offered a perfunctory remark with a smile, then said,