Luo Qingyao looked at Bai Qianqian before her.
Those gray eyes were somehow much deeper than usual.
Luo Qingyao’s whole body felt pinned to the spot, unable to move an inch.
Rather than being pinned there, it was more because of overwhelming fear that left her with no desire to resist.
As a remnant soul of a Celestial Venerable, Luo Qingyao could see the shape of souls directly.
Because of this, the current appearance of Bai Qianqian in Luo Qingyao’s eyes was completely different from her former pure and flawless form.
Instead, that pure whiteness had twisted into a distorted shape, as if countless souls were compressed together….
“You… who exactly are you?”
There was a hint of fear in Luo Qingyao’s voice, but Bai Qianqian seemed completely unconcerned, merely closing her eyes as if recalling something.
“So it’s reached this level this time… but it’s still not Master’s original appearance…”
After gently flipping her fingers a few times, Bai Qianqian slowly picked up the storage bag that had fallen on the ground.
She reached in and casually took out a jade slip containing a cultivation technique.
With the technique’s appearance, Bai Qianqian only glanced at it briefly before crushing it in her hand.
This technique was exactly the one used by the demonic elder when he infiltrated the Hidden Immortal Sect.
At this moment, a trace of demonic energy still remained in the technique.
As Bai Qianqian crushed it in her hand, the contents of the technique emerged.
[Formless Demon Art] [Fragment]
[Spirit-grade Technique]
[All who cultivate can cover their entire body with a demonic artifact to change their appearance. Unless they use spiritual power, they can deceive the heavens’ secrets.]
[Side effects: After use, the appearance will gradually change towards the simulated form. Each time a new appearance is simulated, there will be a minor change, and the body will gradually become fragile.]
As a torrent of memories flooded into her mind, Bai Qianqian, in the blink of an eye, cultivated this demonic art to great completion.
At the same time, the innate Dao seed within her began to operate.
The original side effects of the technique were rewritten in that moment, even the remnant parts were completely supplemented.
In just a few minutes, Bai Qianqian achieved what a cultivator would need a lifetime to comprehend, even making the technique more suitable for her own body.
“The body feels a bit unfamiliar, but it feels good…”
A faint smile appeared on Bai Qianqian’s lips.
Then, under Luo Qingyao’s shocked gaze, her silver-white hair instantly turned the same light blue as her own, and her features became identical to Luo Qingyao’s.
“You! You!”
“As expected of Sister Luo. No matter how real this technique can simulate, it still can’t imitate the aura of Sister Luo…”
Gently lifting a strand of hair by her ear, Bai Qianqian spoke casually as if conducting an experiment.
But to Luo Qingyao, it was extremely eerie—an identical version of herself standing before her, even the aura was exactly the same.
The degree of similarity made it impossible for Luo Qingyao to find any difference.
“You… you’ve turned into me. What do you intend to do…?”
Luo Qingyao was fully on guard as she cautiously questioned her.
But Bai Qianqian only straightened her clothes, then began to transform her garments.
In the span of a breath, she had completely replicated Luo Qingyao’s outfit.
Watching Bai Qianqian admire her own body, Luo Qingyao was puzzled but could only observe from the side, not understanding why the other had turned into her.
Bai Qianqian gently lifted her skirt, admiring her transformed appearance.
“This technique is of low quality, but it’s still good for imitating appearances. Sister Luo, look—do I resemble you?”
Bai Qianqian turned slightly in front of the mirror, displaying that identical face.
Luo Qingyao watched as the other spoke to her with a visage exactly like her own, and she felt a thread of fear.
“You! What have you done to Qianqian!”
Facing this Bai Qianqian who seemed like a completely different person, Luo Qingyao, despite her body’s instinctive fear of the soul before her, still demanded an answer from the one in front of her.
Although she could tell that the other was not the demonic cult elder from before, it was clear that this was definitely not the Bai Qianqian she knew—that innocent and kind child.
This creature before her seemed completely incapable of communication.
“Sister Luo, why are you talking nonsense? I am Qianqian, just not the one you know…”
Bai Qianqian gently caressed her own face.
At the same time, her light blue hair changed again, becoming as black as ink, and her features began to grow glamorous.
Those original sky-blue pupils instantly shifted.
Willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes emerged, with two beauty marks below the corners of her eyes.
A captivating face gradually appeared, and Luo Qingyao recognized that Bai Qianqian had transformed into Lin Xinyi again.
“For Master, even a transformation technique can’t recreate even half of Master’s beauty.”
Bai Qianqian studied the face in the mirror, but her legs went weak, and her eyes took on a lovestruck look.
Luo Qingyao had been worried that this Bai Qianqian might use the body to do something outrageous.
Now it seemed that this Bai Qianqian was still the same—utterly infatuated with that Lin Xinyi.
Although Luo Qingyao didn’t understand what about Lin Xinyi attracted Bai Qianqian.
Besides, to her, Lin Xinyi didn’t seem like someone who could love another; she had the look of a bad woman.
“I don’t care what you want to do. Return the body to Qianqian now!”
Luo Qingyao looked at this unfamiliar Bai Qianqian.
She didn’t care what the other really was; she only wanted to take back the body that belonged to Bai Qianqian.
After all, the one she worried about was always that Bai Qianqian she had watched grow up.
“Master’s appearance is so radiant. But it’s not yet time for me to emerge, so I can only relieve myself by looking at Master’s face…”
As Bai Qianqian spoke, she began to unbutton her clothes.
Luo Qingyao was still thinking about how to persuade her to return the body when the scene before her left her dumbfounded.
As the buttons were easily undone, revealing skin like sculpted white jade, it was impossible to look away.
Bai Qianqian sat before the mirror, her toes slightly curled and touching the floor.
Her gently curved fingers seemed about to trace a garland, and her fingertips trembled as if electrified.
“Master, your disciple misses you so much. In this life, will you fall in love with your disciple again?”
Gazing at the face she had simulated in the mirror, looking at Lin Xinyi’s reflection, Bai Qianqian said nothing more, but the intoxication in her eyes showed she was completely lost, admiring the face she had longed for day and night.
Bai Qianqian had long lost track of which side she was projecting onto: the simulated Master being ravaged by her own hands, or herself being ravaged by the hands of the Master in the mirror.
Drops of water slowly fell from the branch tips, dripping to the ground.
The sound of gently brushing the water’s surface echoed in the room.
As an onlooker, Luo Qingyao covered her eyes, her face bright red.
“You shameless evil soul! How dare you use Qianqian’s body to do such things! Stop… stop it…”
Luo Qingyao, covering her eyes tightly, blushed at the other’s shameless actions.
She was still here, at least an outsider.
Shouldn’t this kind of thing be done secretly when no one was around?
But now the other was acting as if she didn’t exist, doing it all on her own.
It was just like a prostitute, completely disregarding propriety and shame.
But Bai Qianqian seemed completely deaf, already lost in the face in the mirror.
A soft moan escaped her lips, and her toes restlessly pressed against the mirror’s surface.
“The Master I wait for is not this present puppet, but the one who has loved me in soul from beginning to end.”
Bai Qianqian seemed to be reflecting on her actions, but only in words.
Her fingers touched gently, like a stone thrown into still water, sending ripples.
Her mind was filled with Lin Xinyi’s voice.
“Truly a mistake… but to encounter Master’s honored body in this life, it really makes one envious…”
When she slowly stopped her movements, her long legs trembled slightly as if savoring the moment.
Luo Qingyao was now facing away, but her cheeks were already red as apples.
In the past year, when Bai Qianqian was intimate with Lin Xinyi in the Fangcun Dongtian, Luo Qingyao would hide outside.
Now that Bai Qianqian’s body was being controlled, she couldn’t go too far.
Having watched the entire process, Luo Qingyao’s remnant soul felt a touch of heat, but what came to mind was that bad woman who had schemed against her.
“You! You’ve finished what you wanted to do, right? Hurry up and return Qianqian’s body!”
Bai Qianqian stood before the mirror, examining every detail of Lin Xinyi’s body.
Only when she felt the time was up did a hint of reluctance appear in her eyes.
The graceful body of Lin Xinyi in the mirror, though simulated by her own body, was as it was in memory.
But it was still nine parts similar, lacking only the final part of spirit.
Bai Qianqian gently touched that longed-for cheek, and in the end could only sigh helplessly.
“This incident was sudden, allowing me to come out and wander. I only hope that when I see Master again next time, I can savor it a little.”
After saying this, Bai Qianqian’s body uncontrollably fell backward.
Luo Qingyao reacted first, immediately running over and catching her.
Then her face changed back to the familiar Bai Qianqian.
“Qianqian!!”
Luo Qingyao called out anxiously, but the other still had no response.
Despite her worry, at least that entity which had controlled Bai Qianqian’s body hadn’t done anything else outrageous.
“What if Qianqian doesn’t wake up? Tomorrow there’s the sect competition…”
Despite her worry, Luo Qingyao had no other option.
She gently carried her to the bed.
She covered her with a blanket, praying that Bai Qianqian would wake up soon, and also hoping that strange personality from before wouldn’t appear again.
“Better not tell Qianqian about this…”
After covering her, Luo Qingyao recalled the scene just now, her face still flushed.
Although she had witnessed Bai Qianqian disciplining Lin Xinyi a few times before, this kind of strange game was a first.
Thus, the mind of Luo Qingyao, a Celestial Venerable who only knew battle her whole life, gained some strange new knowledge.
She thought of how her good friend had drugged her and confined her.
And then in the middle of the night, she had stripped and crawled into her bed.
Wasn’t it for this?
But back then, she was stubborn, preferring death over submission.
Now thinking about it, if she had given in back then, would she have made the same expression as Bai Qianqian just now?
Because Bai Qianqian’s expression looked extremely pleasurable.
“No! No! What am I thinking? These hateful bits of knowledge, get out of my head!!!”
Luo Qingyao shook her head, as if trying to shake out that strange thought.
But even as she took deep breaths to calm herself, the moment that thought appeared, a seed had been planted.
“No… don’t think about it, don’t think about it. Mop the floor… mop the floor…”