Qiyu’s question left Liu Buli unsure how to answer.
After a long silence, he slowly looked up at Qiyu, a bitter smile on his face. "Master," he said, "I've learned so much from you during this time. I can feel that you've been truly kind to me. Since that's the case, I don't want to lie to you. It's just that if I tell you the truth, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."
With his words, Qiyu understood Liu Buli's answer without needing further explanation.
Sighing deeply, she asked, "Can you tell me why you took over this person's body? Is it because your own body died? Or do you have some grievance with him? Whatever the situation, if you tell me the truth, I will accept it."
*Will she truly accept it?*
Liu Buli gave a wry smile inwardly. After a moment's hesitation, he told Qiyu the truth. "Master, I'm not actually from this world. The era I lived in is completely different from this one. I don't know why I ended up here. I just woke up in this body. Whether it was possession or transmigration, it wasn't something I did myself."
He spoke with utmost sincerity.
After finishing, he quietly looked into Qiyu's eyes, awaiting her response.
Liu Buli knew that his story was far-fetched. Even in Qiyu's time, which was steeped in mythology, she likely hadn't experienced things like soul transmigration or body swapping.
Without such experiences or knowledge, she would naturally be skeptical upon hearing his answer.
Liu Buli was even prepared to offer Qiyu further explanations. However, to his surprise, she simply stared at him for a moment before reaching a conclusion, murmuring, "So, if that's the case, taking over the body wasn't your fault, and you're not some malevolent spirit. If you were to leave this body, you wouldn't have anything to replace it with, and your soul might dissipate. Am I right?"
Liu Buli considered her words and nodded.
Qiyu sighed and sat down beside him, her brow furrowed. She seemed to be earnestly contemplating a solution. After a long period of stillness, she looked up at Liu Buli and tentatively asked, "Little Buli, Master doesn't want to do anything to harm you. But if this isn't your body, I still suggest you find a suitable one to switch back to. After all, something that doesn't belong to you will eventually cause rejection. My disciple is you, and you're my only concern. I don't care what happens to the other soul; I'm afraid the rejection might harm your own soul, and that would be too great a loss."
Hearing her words, Liu Buli didn't react much, but Lu Wuming immediately leaned in nervously. He looked at Qiyu with a hint of panic in his eyes and asked, "Grandmaster, you said my Master might experience rejection? What does that mean? Will it harm his soul? What are the specific symptoms, and can they be felt now?"
The string of questions, coupled with a tone of respect he rarely displayed, indicated his overreaction when matters concerning Liu Buli were involved.
Qiyu had witnessed this behavior several times before, so she wasn't overly surprised. After a moment of thought, she shook her head. "I can't be sure if this will happen yet, as I haven't encountered any cases of successful possession. If there were symptoms, it would likely be occasional headaches and discomfort. The incompatibility between the soul and the body would manifest physically. Buli, have you ever felt anything like that?"
Upon hearing her question, Liu Buli seriously considered it internally. His conclusion was that he was fine and had never experienced anything similar.
He breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head.
Before he could say anything, Lu Wuming anxiously continued, "Master, if it's not possible, shouldn't we switch to another body? I don't mind if your appearance changes, even if your age or gender is altered. I'm afraid that if this continues, and you suddenly experience rejection..."
"Don't speak ill omens. My luck is quite good; I won't encounter the situation you're worried about," Liu Buli interrupted Lu Wuming before he could finish, expressing his firm resolve.
He then turned back to Qiyu. Since he had revealed most of what needed to be said, Liu Buli didn't mind being more specific.
Taking a deep breath, he said, "Master, although this body belonged to someone else before, it is now very important to me. You know Lu Wuming is of the Ghost Clan. He replaced his own internal organs with ones for this body. This was his first gift to me, and the most significant proof of his love. I don't want to lose these things, nor do I want to give them up to someone else. Therefore, I want to keep this body. Can you help me?"
As Liu Buli spoke, he felt incredibly shameless. Qiyu was such a pure deity; it would be perfectly reasonable for her to refuse such a base request.
Qiyu lowered her head, her response delayed.
Liu Buli began to feel anxious.
Lu Wuming, standing nearby, clenched his fists with displeasure. "Master, if your reason for not wanting to switch bodies is this, then there's no need! If you like Wuming's organs, then after you switch to a new body, I can get you another set. Shen Muzhi succeeded once, so he can surely succeed a second time. This isn't something that can only be done once. Just say the word, and I'll replace them for you ten or even twenty times. Why are you so fixated on this?"