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Chapter 885 Chosen Song Wanning

What a coincidence!

The god's mind sank, and he began to ponder.

I ran into two fellow villagers at the same time!
The suspicious god became even more wary and began to feel fortunate that he hadn't tried to possess Zhang Nan from the start.

Otherwise, they might have already been framed.

Looking at the others, they rushed in one after another, their eyes filled with excitement, but I didn't see anything particularly wrong with them.

The most problematic ones are Zhang Nan and this woman.

The gods decided to observe carefully before making a decision.

He only has one chance to possess another body, and he must not make the wrong decision.

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"Sister, I always feel like there's a gaze watching us!"

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the golden sword spoke somewhat nervously to Song Wanning.

That gaze was primarily directed at the soul, so its sensation was particularly strong.

"I felt it too!"

Song Wanning's expression was solemn as she communicated with them in her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Sister, I have a feeling that what we encountered this time might not be a stroke of luck, but rather a vengeful ghost seeking our lives!"

The golden sword snorted coldly, suspecting that the remnant soul of the celestial being behind it might be trying to possess the body.

"Back then, even that god wanted to possess another body, but he lacked the power to do so!"

Back then, my sister devoured the other party's energy and soul, and she knew everything about the thoughts that the god had once had.

The god was unable to possess another body, which is why he sought a successor.

But this god might be different...

Upon hearing this, Song Wanning had her own guess and nodded.

"If it really is possession, then I'll have to find a way to lure the person here!"

While others fear being possessed, she fears that the gods will possess others!

She even hoped that a god would possess her!
Golden Little Sword muttered a few words and began to rub his hands together with the little guys, eager to take charge.

Everyone was waiting for that day when the god would possess their body, and then they would teach him a lesson.

Having figured out the direction, Song Wanning worked even harder.

She wanted to make the remnant soul of the celestial being behind her unwilling to give up on her.

Even if you make him wise and aware of the dangers, he will still choose to possess your own body.

This requires demonstrating exceptional comprehension and showing him hope after the possession.

Song Wanning smiled slightly and continued to work hard to pass the level.

Time flies, and five days have passed in the blink of an eye.

More and more cultivators arrived at the island, but the palace was closed to the public, causing everyone great anxiety.

Inside the palace, the cultivators were all trying their best to pass the challenges, but most of them had only average comprehension, and very few were able to pass smoothly.

Song Wanning is one of these few people, and she has already passed two rounds of tests.

Zhang Nan was still stuck on the first hurdle, unable to get past it no matter what she tried.

Because he had no experience whatsoever and was relying entirely on intuition, even the gods frowned at him.

Now he's starting to doubt whether Zhang Nan is truly stupid.

If I'm just pretending to be stupid, am I going too far?

Why would the Heavenly Dao of the wood-plastic industry send such an idiot over?
That's contradictory!

The gods were unaware that the wood-plastic industry was nearly deserted; it was already a miracle if they could select any normal people, let alone have room for selection.

The more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed, but his heart started pounding whenever his gaze fell on Song Wanning.

Song Wanning's behavior was exactly what a mature transmigrator should be like; she was clearly a transmigrator carefully selected by the Heavenly Dao.

The more he looked at her, the more tempted he became. If he could possess this woman, his future would be limitless.

It might even allow the glory of the gods to be recreated.

Who could resist such temptation?

However… the gods hesitated and remained cautious.

When it comes to one's life and opportunities, one cannot be hasty.

So for the next two weeks, he chose to wait and see.

It wasn't until Song Wanning broke through the final barrier, demonstrating exceptional comprehension and leaving countless cultivators behind, that the Heavenly God was truly moved.

That idiot Zhang Nan is still stuck on the second level; he only passed the first level by luck.

Compared to this woman, they are simply terrible.

Possession is useless!

Thus, the gods' gaze fell entirely upon Song Wanning.

She's the one!

He no longer hesitated; hesitation would lead to defeat!

They flashed towards Song Wanning's location.

At the same time, Song Wanning was diligently studying the level, her eyes extremely focused.

Suddenly a phantom appeared in the sky. She was startled and immediately looked up, her eyes sharpening.

"who are you?"

She immediately assumed a defensive posture, gripping her longsword tightly, but in her heart she was thinking that her plan seemed to have worked.

The remnant soul before him looked even weaker than the previous one. How dare he try to possess someone else's body?
"Hehe, young friend, don't be nervous. I am the owner of this palace!"

The god looked at Song Wanning and became more and more satisfied.

This is how a normal person behaves, not the clueless idiot he was.

Moreover, the other party's comprehension is exceptionally high; once I possess their body, there is certainly hope that I can ascend to godhood.

He became more and more excited as he thought about it; he had finally gotten this opportunity, it was so hard-won.

Upon hearing this, Song Wanning's guard remained unchanged. She took a few steps back, clearly not believing him.

The gods weren't in a hurry and laughed.

"Young friend, why are you so nervous? We're from the same hometown!"

"I also come from the wood-plastic composite industry."

He revealed his true intentions directly, and his gaze towards Song Wanning was filled with tenderness.

If Song Wanning is truly from the wood sculpture industry, she would probably be very excited right now.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land is not easy, let alone a fellow traveler from another world.

A look of shock flashed in her eyes, which quickly turned into delight.

"Really? You're really from the wood-plastic composite industry?"

Song Wanning looked at the deity with surprise and joy. Despite her efforts to suppress it, her astonishment and excitement were still evident.

The gods were pleased with her reaction and felt they had everything under control.

He nodded slightly. "That's right, I guess I'm your senior too!"

"I arrived a few years earlier than you, but I was unlucky enough to perish, which is why I'm trapped in this palace!"

The deity coaxed Song Wanning gently, saying, "The fact that we can meet today means we are destined to be together. How about we cooperate?"

"cooperate?"

Song Wanning frowned, and the smile on her face vanished.

A new sense of defensiveness returned to her face.

"How do you want to cooperate? Don't try to fool me!"

The more wary she was, the less suspicious the gods became.

After all, this is the kind of reaction a truly outstanding genius should have.

If he is too trusting of himself, he will suspect that there is a trick involved!

"Don't be nervous, we're from the same world, I won't hurt you!"

With a serious expression, he said to Song Wanning, "I can teach you many things, including the inheritance from my previous life, but you must promise me that you will rebuild my physical body and help me to cultivate again!"

In their world, there are many novels like this. Although he is not a white-bearded old Taoist priest, he is just a remnant soul.