Yu Changfeng gathered his Qi and focused his spirit, standing solemnly as his one eye locked onto Lin Xue’s gaze.
Lin Xue could even see his own reflection in the pupil of Yu Changfeng’s single eye.
Then, suddenly, a brilliant light surged in Yu Changfeng’s eye.
Lin Xue felt a sudden buzzing in his head, as if his whole being was lifted up into the sky, surrounded by a thick, white mist.
He looked up in all directions but saw nothing—only endless white fog.
To his surprise, he found that he had regained his human form.
Looking down, he could see his own hands and legs, still wearing the Delivery Uniform, with the Delivery Uniform Helmet still on his head.
What is going on? Wasn’t I a snake just now? Wasn’t I being Soul Possessed by that old guy? How did I suddenly turn back into my original human form?
Before he could puzzle over it, the white mist in front of him suddenly parted, revealing Yu Changfeng’s ferocious face flying toward him.
Lin Xue was startled and took a few steps back.
Yu Changfeng’s face, full of anticipation just moments ago, suddenly changed drastically upon seeing Lin Xue, and he cried out in shock, “What’s going on? Why is your Soul a person? Aren’t you supposed to be a snake?”
Lin Xue thought to himself: Yeah, I’m wondering the same thing.
Before he could answer, Yu Changfeng’s expression turned to one of horror. He pointed tremblingly at Lin Xue and exclaimed, “Could it be that you’ve already been Soul Possessed once?!”
Then, filled with terror and disbelief, he shook his head violently and shouted, “Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You’re just a little snake—how could you have been Soul Possessed before?”
His face twisted into a ferocious glare as he lunged at Lin Xue, roaring, “Fake! Absolutely fake! It has to be an illusion!”
Seeing Yu Changfeng’s crazed state, Lin Xue involuntarily took a step back.
But Yu Changfeng didn’t touch him. An invisible Exorcism Barrier blocked his way.
Yu Changfeng’s already twisted face contorted even more as he pounded on the invisible barrier, screaming hoarsely in madness, “Let me in! Let me in! I have schemed for ten whole years—how could I fail now? You thief, give me back my vessel! Give me back my vessel!”
His figure gradually began to dissipate, and his howls grew faint.
In the end, Yu Changfeng vanished.
Lin Xue felt his body rapidly plummeting.
In the blink of an eye, he found himself back in the Ancestral Hall, once again transformed into a snake, still held tightly in Yu Changfeng’s grasp.
Yu Changfeng remained in the same posture, gripping him solemnly, but the light in his one eye had already dimmed. With a thud, he collapsed to the ground, loosening his grip on Lin Xue.
Suddenly, a semi-transparent Panel popped up before Lin Xue, displaying a line of flashing text:
“Killed a Qi Refining Ninth Level cultivator, gained Experience: 50 points.”
The Panel then changed to:
Name: Lin Xue
Species: Snake
Experience: 50 points
Lin Xue was momentarily stunned.
Yu Changfeng is dead? Did I kill him?
I didn’t even do anything, and yet I just killed a Qi Refining Ninth Level cultivator?
He quickly realized it was probably because he was a transmigrator.
His soul had crossed over to replace the little white snake’s body, effectively Soul Possessing it.
In this world, Soul Possession was strictly limited—any living being could only be Soul Possessed once.
He had already Soul Possessed the little white snake once, so this snake body naturally couldn’t be Soul Possessed a second time.
Yu Changfeng was just extremely unlucky—he happened to choose him to Soul Possess, so it ended up backfiring.
And since Yu Changfeng died from the failed Soul Possession, the system counted it as Lin Xue having killed Yu Changfeng, awarding him fifty points of Experience.
He just didn’t know what that Experience was for or what it could do.
As Lin Xue was searching the Panel for any information on how to use Experience, a woman’s face suddenly appeared before him—a face with high cheekbones, hollow cheeks, and a look as cold and venomous as a snake or scorpion.
Lin Xue was so frightened that his three souls almost fled.
It was the Daoist Nun squatting in front of him, her triangular eyes scrutinizing him carefully.
Lin Xue instinctively wanted to turn and run.
But he forced himself to stop.
No, I can’t run!
This witch probably still doesn’t know her father failed at Soul Possession.
If I run, she’ll realize something is wrong.
I’m just a little snake—there’s no way I can escape from her as a cultivator.
The only chance to live is to impersonate her father, pretending the Soul Possession was successful, fool her, and then find a chance to slip away.
Suppressing his nervousness, Lin Xue straightened up and composed himself, putting on a calm and confident front as he met the Daoist Nun’s gaze.
One human, one snake, stared each other down.
Seconds ticked by.
The air seemed to freeze, pressing heavily on Lin Xue.
His heart grew increasingly anxious, his body stiffening.
He could even hear his pounding heartbeat.
After a long moment, the Daoist Nun finally asked, “Father, did the Soul Possession go smoothly?”
Lin Xue breathed a silent sigh of relief and relaxed immediately.
Looks like I pulled it off.
My acting isn’t too bad after all.
He nodded gently to the Daoist Nun.
The Daoist Nun visibly relaxed and smiled with delight. “Your daughter congratulates you on your rebirth!”
Then she stretched out her hand, holding a soft, round orb about the size of a walnut.
She said, “Father, please consume this Serpent Core. I have helped you digest it to restore your cultivation.”
Lin Xue’s heart leapt with joy.
From what Yu Changfeng had said earlier, this Serpent Core could grant him cultivation sufficient to reach Body Tempering Middle Stage, transforming him from an ordinary snake into a Demon Snake capable of taking human form.
This was a demon!
In films, novels, and legends, those great demons all wielded boundless power and formidable abilities, leaving a deep impression on him.
If he could successfully escape today and survive, maybe someday he could grow into a powerful existence like that.
This opportunity had been handed to him on a silver platter—there was no reason to refuse!
Lin Xue eagerly opened his mouth and swallowed the Serpent Core the Daoist Nun handed him.
She sat cross-legged opposite him and placed a finger between his eyes.
Lin Xue felt a warm current flowing from his forehead into his body, tightly enveloping the Serpent Core.
Then, involuntarily, he entered an internal visualization state and clearly saw the Serpent Core inside his body slowly melting.
Golden filaments exuded from the Serpent Core, guided by the warm current as they flowed through his body’s meridians.
Most of the golden filaments dissipated during circulation, but some eventually gathered in his dantian, gradually condensing into a small, gas-like mass.
Time passed by minute after minute.
Unconsciously, several hours went by.
The Serpent Core had completely melted.
The gas-like mass in Lin Xue’s dantian had solidified into a grape-sized liquid object, slowly rotating and continuously shifting shape.
That was Lin Xue’s Serpent Core.
He had become a Demon Snake.