How was she able to violate the common knowledge and natural rules that govern the gods? The Generous Pot?

That was the only explanation He Lingchuan could think of.

He pointed at his own head. “There is a divine seal mark in my sea of consciousness, but I have no idea when it was planted there.”

“That’s not strange. How could such a fine skin-sack be ownerless?” Even Shinan himself coveted his body terribly.

Dong Rui, meanwhile, turned to look He Lingchuan up and down.

Why is this the first time I’m hearing about things this important?

Shinan treated He Lingchuan like an object, but the latter did not get angry. He simply continued pressing, “Can this kind of divine seal mark be planted into my sea of consciousness without my knowledge?”

“To plant a mark, the skin-sack’s owner must agree! That is the prerequisite.”...