To be honest, even Li Chang'an himself didn't quite understand why his first instinct was to transform into a woman—and not just any woman, but modeled after Bibi Dong.
Although his transformation was flawless in appearance, there were still a few key differences. For example, Li Chang'an's chest was as flat as ever. And, well… his cock was still present. In essence, he was still a man.
'So... the next time I transform into a woman, should I add a pair of big buns to my chest?'
That was the thought that crossed Li Chang'an's mind.
'Wait—why am I even planning for the next time I cross-dress?!'
...
Though slightly speechless at himself, Li Chang'an quickly demonstrated the second skill of his Head Soul Bone before Bibi Dong.
She watched as Li Chang'an's soul power surged dramatically. Not just his aura, but even the fluctuations in his soul energy became nearly indistinguishable from her own. To top it off, nine soul rings materialized behind him!
This was the result of the Head Soul Bone from the Thousand Morph Beast, which granted two soul skills: one allowed complete transformation in appearance, and the other mimicked aura and soul ring patterns.
Of course, a soul skill was still just a skill—if Li Chang'an actually fought, he'd be exposed immediately. His Martial Soul couldn't copy Bibi Dong's true Martial Soul.
Even so, these two soul skills were nothing short of divine if used cleverly. As long as he didn't act, even a Titled Douluo would have trouble telling real from fake.
"As expected of an ancient spirit beast's soul bone—there's some real depth to it. Chang'an, what are the exact effects of your two soul skills?" Bibi Dong asked, gently stroking her chin with a jade-like hand.
Li Chang'an chuckled and reverted to his original appearance. Then, five soul rings floated behind him, slowly coming into view.
Black, black, black, black-red, red. These four terrifying colors alone were enough to showcase Li Chang'an's immense strength and mark him as anything but ordinary.
His fifth soul ring began to glow brilliantly, and the Pangu Axe in his hand turned semi-transparent. In just three seconds, a pitch-black longbow emerged in his grip.
The longbow's aura was identical to that of the Pangu Axe, though its form had changed entirely. This was one of the soul skills granted by his Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring from the Thousand Morph Beast—Martial Soul: Formshift.
"This is... a change in your Martial Soul? But it doesn't seem all that practical," Bibi Dong said with some disappointment.
After all, Li Chang'an's Martial Soul was an artifact-type weapon. No matter how much its shape changed, its essence remained the same, limiting its tactical use.
But Li Chang'an thought otherwise. To someone like him, who came from the modern world, this skill was practically a divine gift!
"Teacher, please watch closely!"
The black longbow in his hands vanished, replaced by a weapon Bibi Dong had never seen before.
It had no sharp blade—just a thick barrel ending in a circular part, dotted with multiple dark openings. Li Chang'an gripped it with both hands.
That's right—Li Chang'an had transformed his Pangu Axe into a Gatling gun straight out of his previous life, and not just any Gatling—a fearsome, enhanced version.
Although he didn't understand the internal structure of a real Gatling, that didn't stop him from using it. After all, the energy and bullets were purely soul power-based, not reliant on gunpowder at all.
"DA-DA-DA!!"
As the barrel spun, a torrent of soul power bullets burst forth. While each individual shot wasn't overly powerful, the Gatling fired ten rounds per burst—and it sprayed continuously!
Even though this soul skill didn't grant Li Chang'an a powerful single-shot attack, it offered incredible flexibility and transformed his entire Martial Soul's combat dynamic. No matter how much soul power the Pangu Axe channeled before, it could never match the sheer density and terror of this rapid-fire assault!
With this soul skill, Li Chang'an could proudly declare:
"Sir, the times have changed!"
Even Bibi Dong was left dumbfounded by this outrageous move. Martial Souls could be used like this?
"Teacher, take a look at my second soul skill as well!"
Li Chang'an shifted the Gatling back into the form of the Pangu Axe, and his fifth soul ring glowed again. His body flickered—and suddenly, three identical Li Chang'ans appeared on the spot, each wielding a Pangu Axe.
"Teacher, this is the second soul skill from the Thousand Morph Ring: Mirror Clone."
All three spoke in unison. Even Bibi Dong couldn't tell which one was the original.
"The beauty of this soul skill is that I can distribute my soul power perfectly across the clones without any waste. They're essentially extensions of myself—controlling them is as natural as moving my own limbs."
"I really didn't expect it… What seemed like four mediocre soul skills turned into such powerful tools in your hands. Chang'an, I'm impressed," Bibi Dong nodded approvingly, finally acknowledging the potential of his soul skills.
Li Chang'an dismissed his clones and Martial Soul, walked up to Bibi Dong, gently held her hand, and said in a soft voice, "Teacher, let's go back."
Bibi Dong stiffened slightly at his touch. An unfamiliar emotion welled up within her. "Alright. Let's go."
Though her heart was in turmoil, Bibi Dong didn't lose composure. Taking Li Chang'an's hand, she soared into the sky, casting a soul power shield around them as they flew toward Spirit Hall City.
One had to admit—Bibi Dong's strength and soul power were extraordinary. Even when carrying someone over a long distance, she didn't seem the least bit strained. Still, her mindset had changed considerably from when they first came.
"Chang'an… thank you," she said suddenly.
"It's nothing, Teacher. I'm your student—it's what I should do. And like I said in the illusion world, you were never wrong. The ones who were wrong… were those two men."
Li Chang'an gently tightened his grip on Bibi Dong's soft hand, his tone warm and sincere.
"But… it's still hard to move on. After all…" Bibi Dong took a deep breath, gazed at the distant sky, and spoke with some heaviness in her voice.
For some reason, Bibi Dong no longer felt the need to hide her heart from this disciple. She even found herself wondering—how wonderful would it have been if Li Chang'an had been the man she met first?
"Teacher, I'll always be by your side."
Li Chang'an didn't offer hollow comfort or clichés. In this moment, a simple promise mattered more than anything else. And he didn't believe he was inferior to anyone.
"…Alright." Bibi Dong smiled—a genuine, heartfelt smile.
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