Lin Xue stared at the stunningly beautiful figure reflected in the mirror, her head buzzing.
Two days had passed since her transmigration, and she hadn’t paid attention to Little White Snake’s gender.
She never expected that Little White Snake was actually a female snake.
The Heavenly Demon Transformation Art was indeed exquisite beyond words—the human form it created was perfect, indistinguishable from a real person, and exceptionally beautiful, captivating the eyes and hard to look away from.
But having lived as a man for over twenty years since birth, Lin Xue felt somewhat at a loss about suddenly becoming a woman.
“Daddy, is your Transformation complete?”
A Daoist Nun’s inquiry came from outside the door.
The sound of the main gate opening suggested she intended to come in.
Lin Xue panicked slightly and said, “Not yet, wait a moment, don’t come in!”
The voice that came out wasn’t the deep male voice he’d used for over twenty years, but a soft, sweet female voice, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
The Daoist Nun seemed to hold Chang Feng in high regard; upon hearing this, she stopped pushing the door and didn’t come in.
Lin Xue breathed a sigh of relief.
She quickly searched her knowledge of the Heavenly Demon Transformation Art to see if there was any way to change her gender back to male.
But she was disappointed to find that although the Heavenly Demon Transformation Art was intricate, it had no method to alter the original gender.
Whatever gender the original body was, the Transformation would retain that gender.
Lin Xue sighed inwardly and could only resign herself to the reality.
It seemed from now on, she would have to live as a female body.
From this moment forward, she was no longer he but she.
Well, a woman it would be—at least with a human form, she could eat cooked food like a person.
At the very least, she wouldn’t have to swallow rats alive anymore.
Lin Xue was always adaptable, and she quickly settled her mind.
She decided to first address the immediate problem.
The first priority was clothing.
Beast demons went naked by nature, so the human form was naturally nude.
Before, as an animal, she could run around naked without worry.
Now with a human form, she had to wear clothes.
The Female Demon Lord had just left the Ancestral Hall, probably to avoid seeing Chang Feng’s Transformation with his naked body.
Lin Xue looked around; there were no clothes stored in the Ancestral Hall.
The only garments she could find were the clothes on Chang Feng’s corpse lying on the floor.
She noticed the Storage Pouch hanging from Chang Feng’s waistband.
Right—there had to be new clothes inside that pouch.
Even cultivators needed change of clothes, after all.
Besides, she was curious about what other treasures might be inside.
As a Qi Refining Ninth Level cultivator, Chang Feng surely carried Magical Treasures and Secret Technique Manuals.
She also had thirty Experience Points to spend. If there were new manuals inside, she could add them to her collection and improve her self-defense capabilities.
Lin Xue bent down and reached out to pull the Storage Pouch from Chang Feng’s waist.
Chang Feng’s dead fish eye stared blankly at her.
She felt a little awkward.
Now in a female body, squatting naked in front of a dead old man, though he was dead, made her uncomfortable—as if she had been seen completely exposed.
She grabbed the Heavenly Demon Transformation Art manual from the Incense Table and covered Chang Feng’s face with it, hiding his one-eyed glare. Only then did her tense body relax a little.
She lifted the Storage Pouch and recalled how Chang Feng used it, then patted the pouch.
There was no response.
Lin Xue thought that since the Storage Pouch was a cultivator’s item, using it would require spiritual power.
She tried to channel the power from the demon core inside her body, reaching toward the pouch with her right hand.
The pouch reacted, making some contact with her, but still wouldn’t open.
Her spiritual power swirled around the pouch’s opening but was blocked by something, unable to penetrate inside.
The Storage Pouch was like a locked door, stopping her spiritual power from entering.
Lin Xue gave up helplessly.
Having never used a Storage Pouch before, she didn’t know if her method was wrong or if there was another reason.
She also dared not ask the Daoist Nun outside, fearing suspicion.
Chang Feng was a Qi Refining Ninth Level cultivator; how could he forget such a basic thing as how to use his Storage Pouch?
It seemed she could only wear Chang Feng’s Daoist Robe for now.
Although it was worn by a corpse, at this point, she couldn’t afford to be picky.
Lin Xue quickly stripped the Daoist Robe from Chang Feng’s body.
As for the underclothes, pants, shoes, and socks, she didn’t want to wear anyone’s intimate clothes, so she left those untouched and only draped the robe over herself.
Chang Feng was old but a man, and his height exceeded Lin Xue’s transformed height by a whole head.
The robe was loose, so Lin Xue looked like she was wrapped in a bedsheet.
The robe had been worn by Chang Feng for several days; its lingering aura made her feel awkward.
She tightened the robe, tied the waistband, and glanced in the mirror.
The girl reflected back was casually draped in the robe, her hands clutching the collar, face full of grievance, evoking pity.
Her exquisitely beautiful face, the snowy white neck revealed just beneath the collar, and the faintly visible graceful curves under the robe were all so pleasing to the eye.
As the saying goes, clothes make the man, but Little White Snake’s transformed human body was a perfect adornment itself, needing no fancy clothes.
Even a simple Daoist Robe made her look irresistibly charming.
But Lin Xue had no heart to admire this beauty.
Her mind raced, desperately thinking about how to deal with the Female Demon Lord.
Before, as a snake, she didn’t have to speak, so pretending to be Chang Feng was easier.
Now that she had a human form, she couldn’t pretend to be mute.
Speaking too much risked exposure, especially since she didn’t know much about Chang Feng.
The Female Demon Lord might quickly detect something was wrong.
And now she couldn’t even open the Storage Pouch, which would surely arouse suspicion.
Her secret—that she wasn’t really Chang Feng—would almost certainly be revealed.
Was she doomed to face this Female Demon Lord head-on?
But that terrifying Flying Dagger…
She felt like she was staring death in the face!
While Lin Xue was agonizing, a booming male voice suddenly thundered from the sky:
“Hey! You two demon cultivators in the village, listen up! I am Yang Yuhai, the Subjugating Demon Commandant stationed at Hengqiao Town for the Demon-Slaying Bureau. We’ve received reports from villagers and come with my men to arrest you!”
“Those who know what’s good for them, immediately close your Illusion Formation, bind your hands, and come out quietly to surrender! Resist and you’ll be executed without mercy!”
The voice rolled like thunder across the night sky above the village.
Hearing this commanding and imposing voice, Lin Xue’s heart leapt with joy.
The Immortal Master of the Demon-Slaying Division had arrived!
Judging from the tone, their strength was considerable and should be able to capture the Female Demon Lord.
She had long awaited a savior and finally it had come!
Once the Female Demon Lord was subdued, she could be saved.
She hadn’t been happy for more than a few seconds before a grave thought struck her:
Wait, the Demon-Slaying Bureau—“Demon” Bureau—they slay demons!
She was now a demon, albeit with a perfect human form indistinguishable to mortal eyes, but could she fool the cultivators who dealt with demons every day?
What if the Immortal Master saw through her true identity and decided to kill her too?
A newly formed Yellow Flower Big Demon who hadn’t died at the hands of Chang Feng and his daughter would instead be killed by the Demon-Slaying Bureau?
That would be an injustice beyond words!
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