"The Divine Soul of a person is a forbidden area for all researchers, and no one can clearly and definitively say what kind of energy and changes it can produce..."
He Qing looked at Wei Ting with pity, as she was pressing on her injured palm, "You succumbed to a momentary delusion, to tolerate another soul, or should I say an unidentified object, on your body... You really have guts."
"Hmph, easy for you to say!"
Wei Ting retorted coldly.
"At that time, I was just an ordinary student who encountered a female ghost with great Mana. What else could I do but to obey?"
She spoke as if she was helpless, but in an instant, her words once again revealed her true feelings.
"But, you know? The feeling that only I could see it was really too good! Now, I actually want to thank it for its existence."
Her expression was manic, and when she gained something unique, she was extraordinarily joyful.
