After I Transmigrated, the Original Owner and I Shared One Body and Two Souls

A car accident left Lin Mumu trapped on the boundary between life and death.

Her body became a cold, empty cage, while her consciousness remained mired in a frigid, stagnant darkness, drifting between wakefulness and delirium.

Every day, she could only vaguely hear the arguments she had known all too well since childhood, nightmarish and punctuated by sorrowful sobs, along with some useless "concern"...

She endured this for two whole years.

Then one day, a strange voice rang out in the void, offering her a long-lost "direction" and urging her to leave...

She did as it said.

She thought she had finally "died," but when she opened her eyes, she wasn't in a stark-white hospital room.

Memories that weren't hers flooded her mind, answering all her questions in an instant, but also plunging her into endless anxiety and panic.

A world of cultivation. The legitimate daughter of a general's household. Damaged meridians, no spiritual power, and treated with utter neglect...

The original owner of the body and memories was named Li Muer.

Who? Me? Did I transmigrate?!

As she struggled to process this absurd situation, the maids and matrons around her finished dressing her up and bundled her into a bridal sedan chair.

Just as the familiar "plot" would have it, transmigration came with a System. But her "cheat" wasn't remotely as "all-purpose" as she'd expected. Instead, it was riddled with bugs and seemed determined to drive her mad...

Whatever. Since I have the chance to start over, I'm not going to Game Over so easily again.

Her will to survive gradually returned as her consciousness fully awakened, growing stronger by the moment. With this "vitality," an unexpected gift, she escaped the wedding party that had been sent to kill her.

System: The cultivation sects in this country are primarily classified according to the Five Arts of the Mystical School: mountain (immortality), medicine, destiny, divination, and prognostication. Among them, the medical sect can "bring the dead back to life and restore flesh to bare bones," but exists only in legend.

...That tells me nothing. It might as well not have said anything at all. _(:з"∠)_

But later, somehow, she wound up right where the "legend" was said to be.

The "reclusive healers" didn't possess the legendary powers, but they had no trouble treating her body, which had been declared incurable countless times.

She was rewarded with a personal physician who was sharp-tongued, devious, and so serious that he didn't even spare himself, and was also given the status of a sect disciple.

Keeping a secret? Of course, no problem~ And studying medicine? How hard could it be? I can even use it to save myself one day.

Help, this is so hard!

Just as she thought everything was going well and she was settling into a (mostly) peaceful new life, fate suddenly arranged a meeting of souls between her and the body's original owner.

Li Muer's soul hadn't departed. It had withdrawn into the depths of her consciousness, lying dormant in her "heart"...

This body now held two entirely different souls.

In a strange and subtle way, Lin Mumu came to deeply understand the meaning of the words, "People don't live only for themselves."

But what does it mean to be "yourself"?

The real you is more than the "you" you know.

Theme: The wounds of the past don't need to be licked over and over, nor do you need to deliberately forget them or force yourself to let go. Let them be. Carry them with you and keep your head held high as you walk toward the light. That is the best comfort you can offer those who love you, and the greatest reward you can give yourself.