Xu Qingtong, who had been meditating, was about to rise and leave when he suddenly sensed an intense danger.
He focused and examined his surroundings closely, soon discovering a faint, elusive presence before him.
"Senior Xiao, since you're here, why not show yourself?"
"Hahaha! Young friend Xu, you truly are extraordinary, to have detected my presence!" An aged voice rang out, and a nascent soul nearly a foot tall gradually appeared before Xu Qingtong.
Judging by its features, this nascent soul looked exactly like Xiao Yi, the Wuji Sect's Spirit Transformation Forefather.
"To think I would meet you here, young friend Xu. What a blessing amid misfortune!" Xiao Yi said, looking rather pleased with himself.
"What guidance do you have for me, Senior Xiao?"
"Heh, nothing much. I merely wish to borrow your body!"
Xu Qingtong's expression changed at these words, and he said with a hint of fear, "Senior, are you planning to possess me?"
"I originally intended to return to the Wuji Sect and possess one of its disciples. Unfortunately, Netherworld Cultivators have surrounded the sect, and I couldn't return even if I wanted to. Who would have thought I'd meet you here? Fortune truly plays tricks on us!"
"Senior, I've helped your sect several times, so I've shown your sect some kindness. Do you intend to repay kindness with enmity, Senior Xiao?"
Xiao Yi chuckled. "You put it too strongly, young friend! By borrowing your body, I can restore my Spirit Transformation cultivation sooner, then eradicate the Netherworld Cultivators and return peace to Central Province. You will have made a contribution to all the living beings of Central Province!"
"Even when you had your own body, you were no match for the Netherworld Cultivators. Will possessing me let you defeat them?"
Xu Qingtong had touched Xiao Yi's