Soul separation was an indescribably wondrous experience.
Bibi Dong felt herself turn into a weightless wisp of blue soul mist, drifting gently in the air.
From above, she could see her old body lying quietly on the bed.
That body, which had carried half a lifetime of pain, humiliation, and struggle, now stared blankly ahead—hollow-eyed, expressionless—like a discarded porcelain doll.
Looking at herself from the perspective of a god stirred emotions so complicated she couldn't name them.
"Go. Enter your new body."
Lin Feng's calm voice washed over her like a clear spring, sweeping away the chaos in her mind.
"A soul can't stay out of the body for too long."
Bibi Dong trembled, awakening from her trance.
She turned—and her gaze immediately locked onto the other body on the bed.
A perfect body.
A youthful, radiant, eighteen-year-old self.
The self who had never known betrayal.
Never tasted despair.
Still believed the world was bright and her future limitless.
Her soul pulsed with uncontrollable excitement.
Like a shooting star, she plunged into that new body without hesitation.
The fusion was smooth beyond imagination.
No rejection, no pain—
the soul and body merged like long-lost pieces that had reunited at last.
Seconds later—
The young body's eyelashes fluttered.
Then her eyes opened.
Bright amethyst eyes—no longer cold or majestic—
but fresh, pure, shimmering with new life.
Bibi Dong slowly raised her hand.
Fair, slender, youthful.
She could feel her blood coursing vibrantly, spirit power surging vigorously through this renewed vessel.
Her level 99 strength didn't diminish at all—
it felt even more condensed, more fitting, more alive.
It worked.
She was… reborn.
Her eyes moistened with emotion.
Lin Feng's voice drifted over again.
"You can handle the old body yourself."
Bibi Dong nodded, her gaze drifting to the lifeless shell beside her.
Everything of her past was sealed inside that skin.
Just as she lifted her hand to store it away…
Her remaining brain cell suddenly slipped on the floor.
She blurted a question so embarrassing she wanted to die immediately after.
"Senior… this body… do you want to keep it?"
As soon as the words left her mouth—
Bibi Dong froze.
Lin Feng, who had just turned to leave, stumbled.
He slowly turned halfway back, his expression extremely baffled.
A look that clearly said:
—Three parts disbelief.
—Three parts "are you serious?"
—Four parts "did you leave your brain inside the old skull?"
Me? Keep it?
Lin Feng's inner complaints roared like a tsunami.
Keep it for WHAT?!
That thing was basically a highly realistic doll—
with temperature, heartbeat, and biological structure—but no soul.
A life-sized figurine?!
Am I that kind of person?!
(…Okay, the texture was admittedly excellent. BUT STILL!)
Bibi Dong saw his face and her own turned scarlet in an instant.
"N-no! I didn't mean that!"
"I mean… since I have a new body now, you… you don't need… one that doesn't move anymore…"
As soon as she said it—
she wanted to slam her head into the wall.
What did she mean by "don't need one that doesn't move anymore"?
Did it imply he needed one that did move??
Lin Feng's mouth twitched hard.
This woman changed bodies—
did her IQ reset to eighteen too?!
He refused to continue this conversation.
If he stayed longer, he feared he'd lose his expert persona completely and start roasting her into charcoal.
Without a word, Lin Feng turned and walked out.
Bang.
The door closed gently behind him.
Leaving Bibi Dong alone—
so ashamed she could die on the spot.
She grabbed the quilt, buried her face deeply, curled into a ball, and kicked her legs in agony.
"Ahhhh!! What was I even saying?!"
So humiliating!
Senior must think she was a hopeless pervert!
But just when she was spiraling in shame—
A faint, refreshing scent drifted into her nose with her own breath.
Lin Feng's scent.
Her movements froze.
Only then did she remember—
This was Lin Feng's room.
This was Lin Feng's bed.
This quilt was what Lin Feng used.
Her face instantly flushed again, this time with a different kind of heat.
Slowly, reverently, she rubbed her cheek against the bedding.
Then she buried her entire face in the pillow and took a deep, greedy breath.
"Guh… hehe… hehe…"
A strange little giggle, brimming with happiness and intoxication, echoed softly.
If she could, she wanted to sleep and roll and leave her scent all over this bed.
Mark it.
Claim it.
Own it.
But she forcibly quenched the thought.
No! Senior mustn't wait too long.
If he came up and found her doing such a thing…
she would really choose a place to ascend to godhood on the spot.
She climbed reluctantly out of bed, carefully straightened the sheets, smoothed every wrinkle.
Only after everything was perfect did her gaze fall on her old body.
Her eyes brightened instantly.
Those legs—still clad in mysterious, shimmering black stockings—
Eternal Black Silk.
A treasure.
Absolutely not something to throw away.
Without hesitation, she stripped the stockings off the old body and slipped them onto her own young, smooth legs.
The cool, silky sensation wrapped her skin—
Perfect.
Finally, she stored her old body into her spirit tool.
But at the last moment—
She didn't notice—
A wisp of black-purple light, thinner than a hair, flickered on the old body's brow and disappeared like a ghost flame.
Having finished everything, Bibi Dong pushed open the door and descended the stairs with a joyful bounce.
The moment she appeared—
The previously chaotic hall froze completely.
Every movement stopped.
Every mouth fell open.
"Supreme… Supreme Pontiff… Your Excellency?"
Devil Bear Douluo rubbed his eyes.
Then rubbed them again.
Then rubbed them harder.
His voice trembled in earth-shattering shock.
"H-her… Her Excellency… she got YOUNGER?!"
PA!
Ghost Douluo slapped the back of his head.
"Idiot! Did you forget Senior took Her Excellency upstairs to 'change bodies'?"
"Oh! Oh!! Right, right, right!"
Devil Bear finally realized, scratching his head earnestly.
"I didn't forget! I remember very clearly, really!!"