Lying in bed, Chu Fan blinked in confusion, then slowly sat up.
He first looked at Dongfang Qingwei standing still by the bed with an angry expression, then looked down at his own hands and touched his face.
Then he smirked lecherously.
“I was wondering why it’s called the Soul-Swapping Prism~ So that’s how it is~”
“How long does the soul swap last?” Chu Fan asked.
Dongfang Qingwei looked at Chu Fan and replied impatiently:
“Seven days…”
“Oh ho~ So that means~?”
Chu Fan lecherously spread his arms and got out of bed, walking toward Dongfang Qingwei.
Seeing Chu Fan’s lecherous face, Dongfang Qingwei smiled confidently:
“Hmph, people who swap souls also inherit each other’s cultivation. So, Dongfang Qingwei, now you’re no match for me… right?”
Just as Chu Fan, now inside Dongfang Qingwei’s body, was about to use her body to teach her a good lesson, something that left him dumbfounded happened.
When he started to circulate his energy, he realized he couldn’t sense any spiritual power at all!
He even felt like an ordinary mortal.
That didn’t make sense!
Seeing this, Dongfang Qingwei inside Chu Fan’s body couldn’t help but laugh.
“Snort!”
“What are you laughing at?! What did you do?!”
“What did I do? You really don’t understand me.”
Dongfang Qingwei laughed.
“What do you mean?”
Chu Fan was confused.
“Why do you think I, as a body cultivator, have not a single muscle on my body?”
“What else could it be? It’s just natural…”
“Natural divine strength? What natural divine strength can shatter a Nascent Soul cultivator’s soul with one punch?”
Hearing the words “shatter a soul,” Chu Fan inside Dongfang Qingwei slowly opened his mouth wide.
“C-could it be?! You are…?!”
“I’m a soul cultivator. My cultivation is tied to my soul, so it all transferred over.”
Dongfang Qingwei grinned smugly.
“And you~ My dear little Fanfan~”
“Within these seven days~ You’re just a mortal~ So just give up and surrender!”
“Hey! Stop! This is your own body! Looking at your own face, can you really do it?!”
“I don’t care whose face it is! I’ve wanted to experience being a man for a long time!”
Dongfang Qingwei laughed boldly and charged at Chu Fan, scaring him so much he couldn’t even sob properly.
“No no no, please Dongfang Qingwei, I beg you, I’ll do anything, don’t… don’t… don’t…”
“I don’t want to get f*cked!!!!!”
“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
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DAY TWO
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The next morning, as sunlight streamed into the room, Chu Fan and Dongfang Qingwei woke up at the same time.
Chu Fan, now inside Dongfang Qingwei’s body, had messy red hair.
He gritted his teeth, blushing as he hid his body under the blanket, with even a hint of tears in his eyes.
But Dongfang Qingwei, inside Chu Fan’s body, acted as if nothing had happened.
She just sat on the edge of the bed, stretched, and casually remarked:
“Being a man… it’s just so-so. Not as enjoyable as being a woman.”
“You monster! Do you have any humanity?!” Chu Fan shouted.
He originally thought Dongfang Qingwei was just a bit weird in the head, a bit too strong, and a bit vulgar.
But now, Chu Fan could be said to completely not understand Dongfang Qingwei’s thought process at all.
Who else would get excited looking at their own face after a gender swap?!
Is that normal?!
But what Dongfang Qingwei said was true though.
Being a woman… really is more… than being a man…
Anyway, Chu Fan felt like his head was about to explode at that moment.
That feeling of discomfort almost made him roll his eyes and stick out his tongue.
If he hadn’t gritted his teeth and held on, he probably would have broken down.
Hearing the curses, Dongfang Qingwei gave a faint smile:
“I’m telling you, little Fanfan, you’d better not curse at me like that~”
“Why?”
“Because for the next seven days, you’re just a mortal. If something happens, you’ll still need me to protect you, right?”
As she spoke, Dongfang Qingwei cupped his cheeks and sneered:
“So~ if you don’t want to suffer a bit of physical pain~ just behave yourself~ okay~”
Chu Fan, like a coerced young maiden, gritted his teeth and remained silent.
After getting dressed, he naturally had to get out of bed, but the moment he stepped onto the floor, he couldn’t stand steady and fell straight to the ground.
“What’s wrong? Can’t even walk now that you’re a woman?”
Dongfang Qingwei asked puzzled.
Chu Fan also felt something strange.
It wasn’t until he stood up holding the wall, his thighs trembling, that he found it hard to take a step.
“Snort!”
The sight made Dongfang Qingwei unable to hold back her laughter.
“Want me to help you?”
Dongfang Qingwei sounded like she was just mocking him, with no intention of actually helping.
“No need…” Chu Fan said stubbornly.
So, after gradually walking a bit and getting used to it, Chu Fan started to walk out of the room with a gait as close to normal as possible.
After meeting up with his disciples, everyone sat in the pavilion.
While discussing the sect tournament, Dongfang Qingwei, inside Chu Fan’s body, sensed the gaze of each disciple, and her soul smirked evilly within.
Using her absolute understanding of Chu Fan, she disguised her tone so well that even Shen Yuying didn’t notice anything unusual, and said seriously:
“Speaking of which, I left something in the room. I’ll go get it.”
With that, Chu Fan stood up.
Right behind him was Chen Qianchi, who stood up before Shen Yuying could and bounced over to Chu Fan’s side.
“Master, I’ll go with you.”
It was inevitable that one of the three disciples would want to follow.
Dongfang Qingwei had expected this, but she couldn’t accept right away.
“No need, I’ll go alone.”
“No, I want to go!”
Chen Qianchi insisted.
Seeing that the atmosphere was right and it was acceptable, Dongfang Qingwei nodded: “Alright then, come along.”
“Yay~!”
Chen Qianchi followed behind Chu Fan as they left.
Watching their backs, although Shen Yuying felt a bit regretful, she didn’t feel much of a sense of crisis.
Because in her view, given Chen Qianchi’s courage and cultivation level, there was no way she could do anything to her master.
As for her master, he was even less likely to do anything excessive to his disciple.
After all, he was the one who cared most about his teaching reputation.
But what made Shen Yuying curious was why Dongfang Qingwei today had so little oppressive aura.
She couldn’t sense any of the usual pressure from her.
The domineering aura that made the world bow had completely vanished.
Could it be that she had learned to completely conceal her aura?
It couldn’t be that she had lost all her cultivation, right?
If Dongfang Qingwei ever lost her cultivation, the first thing Shen Yuying would do was eliminate her.
But she absolutely couldn’t act rashly.
What if she had just learned a concealment technique?
Then Shen Yuying would probably become her fox-fur coat.
But that wasn’t the only thing Shen Yuying noticed.
Dongfang Qingwei’s current expression was also strange.
She seemed to want to say something, but wouldn’t open her mouth.
No one knew that the real Dongfang Qingwei, because she didn’t want Chu Fan to follow, had deliberately locked his mouth and movements.
Now Chu Fan could only stay inside Dongfang Qingwei’s body, helplessly clutching his clothes, praying that Dongfang Qingwei wouldn’t do anything weird.
But was that possible?