CHAPTER 939: CHAPTER 939: ON THE POWER OF TRANSFORMATION

Just as An Xiaoya was about to be caught, Shi Yaoguang hurriedly arrived.

A strike was launched at Lin Zifan, catching him off guard and making him stumble back several steps.

Immediately, he looked at Shi Yaoguang in shock, not expecting her to have such formidable powers.

In their last encounter, Lin Zifan was injured by Quan Jinbei; even though Shi Yaoguang had made a move, he had dismissed her as mere decoration.

Well, now he knew better.

He learned his lesson firsthand.

"Who exactly are you people?"

Lin Zifan couldn’t help but want to delve into the origins of Shi Yaoguang and Quan Jinbei.

With such skills, they certainly couldn’t be ordinary people.

Since they weren’t ordinary, their presence in this world was highly suspicious.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility.

"You’re not from this world, you’re cultivators who have crossed over, aren’t you?"

Shi Yaoguang didn’t speak.

In Lin Zifan’s eyes, her silence was an admission.

Instantly, he showed a haughty expression, "Since we’re all cultivators, why can’t we coexist peacefully?"

Shi Yaoguang raised an eyebrow, "Coexist peacefully?"

"I assume you’ve already seen, like you, I am also a cultivator."

"Furthermore, I was originally a powerful being who successfully ascended to the Immortal Realm after a tribulation! I only acted rashly before because I didn’t know you were fellow cultivators."

"Since you and I come from the same place, why don’t we turn hostility into friendship?"

Lin Zifan prattled on, "As long as you both agree, we can cultivate together, rebuild the Cultivation World, and eventually conquer this world beneath our feet."

"Don’t you long to experience the feeling of controlling everyone’s fate?"

Shi Yaoguang rejected him outright, "No, I don’t."

An Xiaoya, although unclear why Lin Zifan claimed Shi Yaoguang and Quan Jinbei were crossover cultivators.

Understood his intention clearly.

Such pleasant words just masked his desire to exploit the weak, didn’t they?

"Hey, how can you be like this? The Heavenly Dao gave you the opportunity to cultivate immortality, not to bully others with your cultivation skills; you’re simply wasting the gifts given by the Heavenly Dao!"

Hearing her words, Lin Zifan looked at her, a hint of fiery light passing through his eyes.

"An Xiaoya, right? I think you make a lot of sense."

An Xiaoya was a bit surprised.

She hadn’t expected him to agree with her just after she spoke.

It was quite odd.

Then she heard him say: "It’s not impossible to persuade me."

An Xiaoya grew even more suspicious, suspecting deceit.

"Do you know what the best way is to change someone?"

Hearing Lin Zifan ask, An Xiaoya shook her head in confusion.

Honestly, although she captured ghosts, she had never seriously attempted to reform anyone.

She wondered if Lin Zifan specialized in such matters.

Just as she was thinking this, Lin Zifan continued: "The best way is to stay by their side and reform them day and night."

"Huh?"

An Xiaoya voiced her confusion, "What do you mean by staying by their side and reforming them day and night?"

Suddenly, an idea struck her, and her expression turned ugly, "You don’t suppose, with your antisocial personality issues, I’m supposed to play a caring sister who stays by your side, looks after, and warms you, thereby reforming you, do you?"

What nonsense is that?

An Xiaoya rolled her eyes dramatically, "Instead of such daydreams, why not think about how to become someone useful to the country, to society, instead of always plotting to step on others!"

"You’re just a cultivator; don’t think you’re invincible in the world?"

Seeing An Xiaoya’s disdainful expression, Lin Zifan felt deeply offended.

Unable to help but darken his expression, "An Xiaoya, do you know what you’re saying?"

"Nonsense! If I didn’t know what I was saying, would you know what I meant?"

An Xiaoya truly couldn’t figure out if this guy had issues or had issues.

If he didn’t, he wouldn’t be puzzled by such a simple matter.

What a headache.

An Xiaoya complained inwardly, while not forgetting to look at Shi Yaoguang, "Master Shi, do you think I stand a chance this time?"

Shi Yaoguang pursed her lips, staring at Lin Zifan for two seconds before saying, "I will try my best."

"Great!"

Lin Zifan was sure he hadn’t missed any of their conversation.

Yet he still felt confused.

What were these two talking about in riddles?

He didn’t know, but Shi Yaoguang understood An Xiaoya’s meaning.

Earlier, An Xiaoya had regretted not letting Lin Zifan experience the same pain Ye Guolai did.

This time she wanted to try the joy of being the wielder of the blade herself.

A swift strike to his dignity.

Tsk tsk.

Just the thought was enough to thrill!

Lin Zifan truly didn’t know what An Xiaoya was thinking.

But...

That expression on An Xiaoya’s face clearly indicated...

No good intentions.

He even had an ominous feeling.

While thinking, he suddenly saw Shi Yaoguang make a move.

She weaved a net of Spiritual Power, and taking Lin Zifan by surprise, trapped him in it.

Once caught, the Spiritual Power net tightened, rendering him immobile.

Lin Zifan panicked.

What exactly was this Spiritual Power made of?

Why could he not break free!

Shi Yaoguang ignored his curses, letting the net tighten further.

Until he was wrapped like a silkworm cocoon.

An Xiaoya approached, looking down at him, and laughed heartily.

"You look so ugly like this~ really like a little bug."

Lin Zifan: "If you have the guts, let me out!"

"Letting you out is no challenge; the truly skilled should reform you."

An Xiaoya said, somehow producing a massive pair of scissors.

At least thirty centimeters long, she wielded them, finally pointing them at a place Lin Zifan was particularly mindful of.

Lin Zifan’s expression changed dramatically.

Reaching this point, if he still couldn’t tell what An Xiaoya intended, he’d be too naive.

Seeing An Xiaoya’s eager look, Lin Zifan truly caved.

"An Xiaoya! No, Sister An, Miss An! Auntie, spare me, spare me this once! I swear I’ll leave you alone from now on!"

An Xiaoya toyed with the scissors, half-smiling, "Weren’t you just saying you wanted me to reform you? Why, don’t you need it now?"

Lin Zifan shook his head repeatedly, "No more, no more! I don’t need you to reform me, I’ll learn by myself, I beg you..."

An Xiaoya seemed disappointed, "Is that so? I was hoping to instruct you personally."

Lin Zifan quickly replied, "No need, I can manage it myself! But thank you anyway, Miss An..."

An Xiaoya nodded, "Seeing as you’re so grateful to me, then..."