Covering the Sky: Simultaneous transmigration, but both clones are women.

Ye Chen stood there in a daze, digesting the new insights that had just come to him.

This talent...

That's interesting.

He closed his eyes and carefully sensed the location of his heart.

There, something strange seemed to have happened; the original heart had been reshaped by some force.

It is no longer just a simple organ, but has become a mirror, a mirror that reflects the deepest part of the human heart.

Ye Chen could feel that the mirror was slowly rotating, as if it was adjusting its focus, just waiting for him to operate it and focus it on a suitable object.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

"Listen to your heart..."

He muttered to himself, a slight smile playing on his lips, "I wonder if this thing will work on demonic beasts?"

......

Outside the valley, the first rays of dawn pierced through.

A thin mist, like gauze, flowed slowly through the mountains, enveloping the entire valley in a hazy mist.

Sunlight peeked over the eastern mountain ridge, its golden rays piercing through the mist and casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on the grass.

On the large rock, three people and a beast sat side by side.

Han Meng sat cross-legged on the far left, his back straight, his hands on his knees, palms facing upwards, a posture that looked quite standard.

But the expression on his dark face was too intense, with his brows furrowed and his lips pressed into a line, as if he were arguing with someone.

Zhao Yan sat next to him, but his posture wasn't quite as proper.

He was slightly hunched over, his glasses resting on his knees, his eyes closed, and his lips moving slightly as if he were reciting some mantra.

The morning light shone on his refined face, giving him an air of scholarly elegance.

Su Rou sat in the middle-right position, her black bodysuit outlining her exquisite curves, her ponytail tied high, revealing her slender neck.

She formed a mudra with her hands, and her posture was the most convincing of the three, but her eyelids kept trembling slightly, indicating that she was not fully in a meditative state.

And on the far right...

Big White lay on the big rock, its four paws outstretched, its huge head resting on its front legs, its eyes closed, and a low growling sound coming from its throat.

The sunlight shone on its snow-white fur, giving it a faint sheen, and from a distance it looked like a large ball of freshly baked cotton candy.

The scene was indescribably comical and bizarre.

Meditating alone is spiritual practice; meditating with two people is companionship; meditating with three people and a tiger...

It looks like a cult gathering no matter how you look at it.

Su Rou was the first to break the eerie silence.

"Why do I feel an itch inside my body...?"

She opened her eyes, looked down at her hands, her brows furrowed slightly, and her tone carried a hint of uncertainty, "After cultivating for more than ten days, could it really be working?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan opened his eyes, took off his glasses, wiped them with the corner of his clothes, put them back on, and glanced around at himself.

"I feel itchy too."

He pushed up his glasses, his expression as serious as if he were giving an academic presentation. "But it's not on my body, it's on my face. It feels like... something is about to grow out."

Su Rou tilted her head: "What is it?"

I can't quite explain it.

Zhao Yan touched his cheek, his brows furrowed. "It's so itchy, it itches from the inside out, like I'm turning into a monkey."

After he finished speaking, his gaze fell on Su Rou's face, and his tone became more curious: "And you, where does it itch?"

Su Rou's face flushed red.

She turned her head away and stammered, "I...I'm itchy, my whole body is itchy, I can't tell where."

Zhao Yan stared at her for two seconds, nodded thoughtfully, and didn't ask any further questions.

Su Rou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her fingers unconsciously touching the area behind her buttocks.

You can't exactly say it's itchy there, can you?

It looks like it's about to grow a tail!

She's a real beauty; if she actually grew a fluffy tail, the sight would be...

Su Rou shuddered, not daring to think any further.

Just as he was thinking this, Han Meng, who was beside him, suddenly shuddered.

A faint wave of energy emanated from his body, spreading outwards like ripples on water, causing Zhao Yan's clothes to flutter gently and brushing against Su Rou's hair.

The two turned their heads at the same time, their eyes widening, only to find that Han Meng had already opened his eyes, his dark face full of surprise.

He looked down at his hands, examining them over and over again.

Then he suddenly stood up, opened his arms, looked up at the sky illuminated by the morning light, and took a deep breath.

"What a beautiful day!"

Before the words were even finished, a very soft reply came from behind: "Yes, it's a beautiful day~~"

Han Meng froze, and the three of them turned around at the same time.

At the cave entrance, Ye Chen, dressed in black, stood with his arms crossed, tilting his head to look at the row of "disciples" sitting neatly on the large rock.

"cough."

Upon seeing that the three people had noticed him, Ye Chen immediately coughed and walked down the stone steps.

"Brother Ye, you've emerged from seclusion?"

Han Meng quickly jumped down from the large rock, a hint of ingratiation on his dark face. "We were just talking about how our bodies seem to have changed a bit after cultivating for over ten days!"

"Yes, I saw it."

Ye Chen nodded, his tone calm, "The effects of the Spirit Transformation Scripture have begun to appear. Continue your cultivation and do not slack off."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Ye Chen walked over to Big White and patted its huge head.

Big White finally opened its eyes, its dark green pupils filled with a sleepy, dazed look.

"Get up and come with me."

Big White blinked, then stood up, shook its fur, and its snow-white fur rippled like waves in the morning light.

Ye Chen flipped himself onto the tiger's back, patted Da Bai's neck, and turned to look at Han Meng and the other two: "I'm going home to see my parents, and I'll be back in a few days. You guys continue your cultivation here, don't slack off."

Han Meng nodded quickly, "Brother Ye, don't worry, we will definitely cultivate diligently and wait for your return to check on us!"

"Um."

Ye Chen responded and patted Da Bai's head.

With a low growl, the giant white dog exerted force with its four legs, and its massive body shot out like an arrow, disappearing into the morning mist of the valley in a few leaps.

The mountain wind whistled past my ears, making my clothes flutter.

As Ye Chen rode on the tiger's back, he glanced back at the valley that was gradually receding into the distance. The image of Han Meng and the other two sitting on the big rock in meditation flashed through his mind, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Those three people seemed to have developed some demonic characteristics.

A yellowish-brown aura surged within Han Meng's body, faint blue lines appeared on Zhao Yan's skin, and Su Rou exuded an indescribable agility.

The effects of the Spirit Transformation Scripture were much faster than he had expected.

"Something feels off..."

Ye Chen patted Da Bai's neck, "Let's run away first!"

With a low growl, the giant white dog leaped forward, increasing its speed even further.

Ye Chen pulled himself out of his thoughts and turned his gaze to the mountain road ahead.

The morning light bathed the mountains and forests, turning everything golden.

He took a deep breath, and the crisp air filled his lungs, carrying the fragrance of earth and grass.