Chapter Two: Swapping Souls with the Grandmaster—What Should I Do? I'm Panicking, Please Advise

No!
Why does her voice sound like this?
Could it be that the laughter of true experts is always ambiguous in gender?
Ning Xianyu rolled over and found herself face-to-face with a familiar visage.
“What the hell!”
The sudden visual shock sent Ning Xianyu retreating deep into the bed.
The person lying before her—wasn’t that herself?
Why was her physical body lying there, but her soul sleeping on this side?
Could it be that she was so skilled that she could play with astral projection in her sleep?
Ning Xianyu propped herself up and sat, instantly sensing something amiss.
Her clothes were wrong!
A black robe embroidered with gold thread, such luxurious patterns, such silky texture—when did she ever own sleepwear like this?
No!
Why was her chest flat?
Ning Xianyu stared wide-eyed, screaming inwardly.
As she moved, she felt something stirring in her trousers.
She lifted her robe, pulled open the pants for a look.
A marvelous treasure, utterly unrecognizable as her own, greeted her between her legs, and her cry echoed through the room: “Ah—! My goodness!! Ah—!”
The first scream was from being startled by the foreign treasure.
The second was because she, absorbed in the shock, covered her eyes with abandon, forgetting that a man’s part was delicate—her hand slipped, the pants snapped back, pain sent her rolling across the bed.
The sting made Ning Xianyu realize this was no dream!
“System, get out here! What on earth is happening?”
Ning Xianyu was furious. She had wished to be the greatest under heaven, not to become a man.
Must the greatest under heaven be a man?
Wasn’t this blatant favoritism?
System: “Didn’t you say you wanted to be the greatest? I fulfilled your request by placing you in the body of the greatest. Why are you angry?”

The system didn’t understand.
“I’ve turned into a man—what use is being the greatest now? I can’t even touch my own body!”
Ning Xianyu was on the verge of tears. She wanted to be herself as the greatest, not wear the shell of greatness!
She raged, “Change me back! I don’t want to be the greatest anymore! Don’t tell me this wish is unique, or I’ll die just to spite you!”
System: “That wish isn’t unique, but you can only make one wish per month. If you want to change back, you’ll have to wait until next month to wish again.”
“Damn it!”
If the system had a physical form, Ning Xianyu would have stabbed it already. “You’re so useless! Why call yourself the Wish Fulfillment System? Change your name to the Wish Frustration System! What heinous crime have I committed for you to torment me like this?”
The system, feeling wronged by her curses, dared not provoke her further and tried to soothe her: “Actually, this body is pretty good. I took a peek—he has eight-pack abs! His little brother is exceptionally gifted, quite unlike the average. And if you look in the mirror, that face is incredibly handsome!”
“What use is any of that? Can I eat it or use it?” Ning Xianyu hated this cursed system. If she fell for it a third time, she’d be a fool.
System: “Come on, don’t be like that. His name is quite nice—Xuan Yuan Tun Han.”
Ning Xianyu’s furious tirade abruptly ceased; she suddenly grew calm. “What did you say his name is?”
System: “Xuan Yuan Tun Han.”
A chill raced up Ning Xianyu’s spine.
“System, you’re determined to destroy me, aren’t you?” she gritted her teeth, wishing she could drag the system down with her.
Was Xuan Yuan Tun Han someone she could provoke?
He was the number one across the Six Realms of Cloud Desolation!
The founder of Jade Immortal Sect!
The legendary demon lord, reputed to kill without blinking!
If he discovered someone had possessed his body, wouldn’t he rip her soul out and grind it to powder to drink?
“Change me back. Now. Immediately. Hurry!!!” Ning Xianyu screamed herself hoarse within.
Her fearful eyes glanced cautiously toward the bedside, at her former body.
She hoped to switch back before the ancestor awoke, pretending nothing had happened.
But just as she looked up, she met a pair of ambiguous, smiling eyes.
Ning Xianyu’s heart skipped a beat.
The system, oblivious to danger, replied: “No can do, need to wait a month. My energy is spent.”
Xuan Yuan Tun Han propped his head, his cold gaze fixed on Ning Xianyu, as interested as a venomous snake coiled around her throat.
She had seen that body for a month, knew it inside out.

But with a different soul inhabiting it, her own body exuded an aura altogether unique.
An aura that made Ning Xianyu want to kneel and bash her own foolish head before this powerful figure.
“What do I do? What do I do? He’s awake and staring at me—will he kill me?” Ning Xianyu’s scalp tingled.
System: “How should I know? Maybe you should strike first, push the blame onto him? Just say you don’t understand what happened. Anyway, you’re in his body now. If he kills you, his body is lost too.”
“Isn’t that reckless? He’s the ancestor!” Ning Xianyu had barely finished thinking this when she quickly changed her expression to one of pitiful tears: “Ancestor, why am I in your body? What is happening? I was just sleeping in my room, and then…”
Before Ning Xianyu could finish, Xuan Yuan Tun Han seized her face.
That charming face wore a smile, yet the words spilled forth chilled her to the bone: “If you ever put on that expression with my face again, I’ll extract your soul and grind it to powder for my drink.”
Ning Xianyu: “??! System, help, there’s a lunatic!!!”
System: “Don’t call me, I’m scared too!!!”
“This is all your fault! I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you!” Ning Xianyu’s eyes brimmed with angry tears.
Xuan Yuan Tun Han’s gaze sharpened, voice soft as a threat: “If you shed a single tear, I’ll cut off one of your fingers.”
Ning Xianyu immediately forced her tears back.
The system murmured: “Don’t be afraid. Right now, you’re in his body and he’s in yours. Technically, you are him, and he is you. If he cuts a finger, he cuts his own.”
Ning Xianyu: “Shut up!”
Xuan Yuan Tun Han released her, saying nothing, but his stare pressed heavily upon Ning Xianyu.
Last night, while meditating and regulating his breath, he had sensed an unusual fluctuation in spiritual energy.
He’d assumed some blind enemy had come to court death.
Unexpectedly, a woman at the Qi Refining stage had been transported in.
He was about to turn her into dust with a wave of his hand, when his soul was suddenly drawn out and shoved into her body.
It was the first time Xuan Yuan Tun Han had encountered such a situation, and he was intrigued, planning to study it.
He let her sleep in his bed, since she was in his body.
But he hadn’t anticipated that, upon waking, the woman would converse with something called “system.”
Apparently, they were unaware that he could hear every word of their conversation...