Chen Lin turned around.
He looked at the nameless male corpse on the ground.
A top-tier meat shield that needed no defensive magic treasure and could withstand attacks at peak late Nascent Soul.
With peak late Nascent Soul offensive power to match.
Chen Lin was tempted.
"How long will the fusion take?" Chen Lin asked.
"With Master's supreme-grade pills to assist me, three days will suffice."
"Fine." Chen Lin's tone betrayed no emotion.
"Thank you for granting my wish, Master!" Far from being angry, the Star Moon Demon Saint was ecstatic.
Chen Lin turned his wrist, and the dark purple reverse scale containing the demon saint's remnant soul appeared out of thin air.
"Go."
The reverse scale became a streak of purple light and settled against the Deity Transformation male corpse's forehead.
The fusion began.
A faint purple glow spread over the corpse's skin, and its stiff limbs began to twitch slightly.
An astonishing force of blood and vitality was awakening within this shell, which had lain dead for untold years.
Chen Lin did not linger at the Transfer Station.
With a thought, he wrapped the male corpse undergoing fusion in his immense true essence.
White light flashed.
Both vanished from the Myriad Worlds Garbage Transfer Station.
The Song-Style Courtyard House.
The night was deep, and the first hint of pale light had just appeared in the eastern sky.
The Back Courtyard of the Courtyard Compound was utterly silent.
Chen Lin appeared in the training room with the male corpse. With a casual motion, he set up a Soundproofing Formation and a Concealment Formation.
The corpse lay flat on the bluestone floor, the purple light surrounding it growing brighter.
Chen Lin had no intention of sitting here for three days.
He left the training room, pushing the door open.
"Friday."