"Hehe, didn't you say I couldn't possess his body? Here I am, rising above it all," Qian Xing said with a slight upward curve to his lips as he sat up and leisurely spoke to me. The voice wasn't that of Qian Xing's but that of the white-robed woman. It seemed like she did this deliberately to let me know she had succeeded.
"What are you trying to imply? Are you challenging the skills I've mastered? Don't you want to be reincarnated?" I found the actions of the white-robed woman somewhat incomprehensible. Ordinarily, such wandering spirits and ghosts can't wait to be reincarnated. I knew about the loneliness of these restless souls because once, during a moment of leisure, I had a long chat with one—and eventually liberated it.
