Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

How could a big shot be tempted by such a small amount of immortality?

He doesn't look like that kind of person.

Moreover, what's so good about immortality? A hundred years of life is already painful enough. If you grant her immortality, wouldn't that be incredibly boring? That would be the punishment.

Jing Li replied, "Immortality? What's that? Can you eat it?"

For her, immortality was nothingness.

She lived so long.

They have always believed in taking control of their own destiny.

If a single drop of blood could grant her immortality, why shouldn't she seek her own destiny...?

Upon hearing this, Nangong Qian nodded even more vigorously.

That's impressive.

Instead of talking about abstract things with the big shots, it's more practical to find some good food.

This guy's defining characteristic is eating!

Fortunately, she didn't know, otherwise she really could have succeeded.

Ye Feifei was suddenly slapped on the face.

He stared blankly at Jing Li.

Then, he finally realized what was happening and flew into a rage.

"I'm going to kill you!!"

The change in her emotions caused the injured areas on Ye Feifei's body to suddenly glow green.

Within seconds, the wounds entangled by the red threads began to heal. Then, in that instant, the power that had been harnessed suddenly deflated and began to recede.

The tightness of the red thread caused her body to be injured again.

Perhaps this time it was too exhausting.

Ye Feifei suddenly slumped, but still glared at Jing Li, "What did you do to me?!"

Jing Li smiled and said, "Since you're so unpredictable, of course I have to keep a close eye on you. Besides, didn't you say you wouldn't die? Perfect, I've always been a bit rough with you, so even if I accidentally use too much force, I won't kill you, right?"

Ye Feifei roared, "Aren't you afraid she'll die?!"

Jingli immediately understood what she meant.

"Ye Feifei?"

She said, her hands behind her back, "Speaking of her, she's practically my enemy..."

"Tsk."

She never imagined that when she woke up, she would find herself in such a troublesome body.

Ye Feifei, exasperated, suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahahaha, then why are you talking so much nonsense? Sister, I know you're saying this on purpose, are you afraid she'll die? Too bad, sister, I will never, ever die..."

She smiled triumphantly, even though the pain in her body made her completely unable to control herself.

Jing Li fell silent for a moment, looked at her for a few seconds, and then said, "Your blood can't be your talisman forever."

In an instant, Ye Feifei's expression changed!

How could she have known?!

No one should know, except him.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Ye Feifei suddenly snapped out of her rage and reprimanded him.

Jing Li didn't want to keep her in suspense and bluntly stated, "Ye Feifei, there is someone's blood in your heart. His power is eroding your consciousness. If you don't remove it as soon as possible, you will become his puppet."

A flicker of confusion crossed Ye Feifei's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger: "No...it's impossible! That person gave me power, he wouldn't harm me!"

"He only gave me power. My body is still my body, but my consciousness?! My consciousness?!..."

She murmured softly, as if she didn't remember what had just happened.

Jing Li frowned slightly, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

"Boss, what's wrong with her?"

Nangong Qian asked weakly, "Is something possessing her?"

Jingli: "Yes and no."

"She is the vessel of the puppet doll. The thing possessing her is not a fully formed puppet doll. The process of forming a puppet doll is that someone else implants things that they can control, such as hair, fingers, blood... anything related to them."

"If something is implanted into a person's body, then slowly, that person will be eroded, their consciousness will become blurred, and they will not remember what happened. In modern medical terms, this is dissociative identity disorder."

"Ye Feifei is the vessel for this; she carries another person's blood."

"Puppet dolls are indeed neither alive nor dead, but it's not that they can't be found to have flaws."

Jing Li enthusiastically explained things to Nangong Qian this time.

Nangong Qian became increasingly shocked as she listened.

They actually played it like that...

Then what about Ye Feifei...?

Isn't that terrible?

She glanced at Jing Li, then at Ye Feifei, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

It wasn't until Jiang Huaiyu stepped forward that he asked, "Miss Liang, may I report this matter to the Xuanling Group?"

He was seeking Jing Li's opinion.

"I don't care what you want to do."

Jiang Huaiyu breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Miss Liang."

This matter is far too complicated. With one incident after another occurring in the past two months, the Xuanling Group has sensed an inexplicable force seemingly drawing them... to investigate...

After receiving Jing Li's reply, Jiang Huaiyu felt much relieved, but the pressure he felt forced him to take Ye Feifei seriously.

The puppet dolls can not only control the carrier, but they can also be controlled if they are not careful.

"Miss Liang, this method of control?..."

Jiang Huaiyu hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"You can just ignore her."

"..."

Jingli had no interest in these matters and spoke in a very perfunctory tone.

Right now, the most important thing is to resolve Lu Fuqing's matter.

"Ye Feifei, where is the person who gave you your blood?"

For a puppet doll to achieve possession, it is by no means an easy task. First, the person must agree to allow another person to implant something of their body into it.

How did Ye Feifei, a young lady from a prominent family, come to know him?

My arch-nemesis is still alive!!!

Thinking of this, Jing Li's casual gaze darkened slightly.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feifei seemed unable to accept it and began to shout and yell.

She knew that Ye Feifei had been blinded by Huide's power and would not be able to regain her rationality in a short time.

Jing Li looked at a spot at the end of the corridor and sighed, "Ugh, this is such a hassle."

She waved her hand, her index finger pointing at Ye Feifei's forehead, and a beam of yellow light shot into it.

"Ye Feifei, you've been used." Jing Li's voice was calm and casual as she said, "Hui De's blood is not only a vessel for power, but also a tool for him to control you."

Ye Feifei's body trembled slightly, and the emptiness in her eyes was gradually replaced by clarity.

Her expression shifted from bewilderment to complexity, finally settling on a familiar, slightly coquettish smile—the smile of her former "green tea" persona.

Ye Feifei's face was as pale as paper, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Her eyes were filled with disbelief, and her voice was weak but tinged with anxiety: "I...why does my head hurt so much...I...what's wrong with me..."

Upon seeing this, Jiang Huaiyu and Nangong Qian's pupils dilated in shock.

"???"

It's back to normal?

This green tea looks like...

Sure enough, you can't compare people. I didn't like her before, but now that she's back to normal, I realize that the old her was better.