Xuanhuan: The Empress and I Swapped Bodies

Although Ye Wushuang had picked up a manual on mystical techniques, it wasn’t some profound, advanced scripture—just the most fundamental basics.

For example, the Arm-Swinging Fist Art, a boxing technique passed down through generations of the Ancient Primordial Ape Clan. This fist art emphasized overwhelming force, capable of shattering all techniques with a single strike. In the outside world, it would be a coveted treasure, pursued by countless cultivators.

But here, in the Royal Library, the Arm-Swinging Fist Art was considered nothing more than a basic technique.

Since Ye Wushuang was still completely unfamiliar with mystical arts, this fist technique suited him perfectly. He decided to practice it in the library’s training pavilion.

To his surprise, after merely glancing through the manual once, he had already mastered it.

With a single swing of his fist, he executed the technique flawlessly. Without pause, he continued practicing.

Within half the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Ye Wushuang had performed the entire Arm-Swinging Fist Art from start to finish.

Stunned, he stared at his own hands, lost in thought.

“Did the Divine Dragon Empress practice this technique before? Is that why I mastered it so easily after just one look?”

“Or… is it that I’m just naturally gifted?”

Ye Wushuang had swapped bodies with the Divine Dragon Empress, yet his mind held none of her techniques or secret arts. He had no way of knowing whether she had ever trained in the Arm-Swinging Fist Art.

But judging by how smoothly the movements came to him, he suspected she must have practiced it before.

Regardless, he had now fully mastered the Arm-Swinging Fist Art, even grasping its essence. If one of the Primordial Ape Clan’s prodigies were to challenge him in this technique, Ye Wushuang wouldn’t lose in the slightest.

This realization filled him with joy. With this fist art, he finally had some means of self-protection.

Eager for more, he turned to another manual—Demon Ox Stomps the Heavens, a leg technique inherited from the Ancient Frenzied Demon Ox Clan. A single kick could split mountains and shatter the earth. At its peak, it could even destroy an entire realm.

This technique was not only immensely powerful but also notoriously difficult to learn. Without exceptional talent, even grasping the basics would be impossible.

Yet, after reading Demon Ox Stomps the Heavens, Ye Wushuang immediately began practicing—with astonishing speed and fluidity.

It was as if the technique posed no challenge to him at all. A single glance was all he needed to fully comprehend and execute it. If he willed it, one stomp of his foot could flatten hundreds of divine mountains.

Still unaware of how abnormal this was, Ye Wushuang assumed the Divine Dragon Empress must have trained in this technique as well.

But what he didn’t realize was that even though he had swapped bodies with her, his own comprehension ability remained his.

In other words, his innate talent for understanding techniques was otherworldly.

Unaware of this, Ye Wushuang continued studying more secret arts, eager to take advantage of the body swap to learn as many techniques as possible. That way, when they switched back, he wouldn’t be left defenseless.

But there was another reason—he wasn’t entirely sure of the Divine Dragon Empress’s true intentions. What if her goal wasn’t just to master techniques? He needed to arm himself with enough skills to ensure his own survival.

With this in mind, he devoured manual after manual.

And without fail, every technique he studied—he mastered instantly. A single look was enough. He could perform them perfectly on the spot.

To him, this seemed normal.

But to those watching, it was nothing short of mind-blowing.

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The Divine Dragon Empress’s Shock

“Heavens… this kid’s comprehension is insane! He masters every technique at a glance—was he born with maxed-out talent?”

“Hm? Who are you talking about?”

“Who else? That little dragon brat who swapped bodies with you!”

“His comprehension is that strong?”

The Divine Dragon Empress was stunned.

In her perception, Ye Wushuang had no cultivation at all. Even if he carried the bloodline of an Ancient Divine Dragon, it hadn’t awakened.

How could his comprehension be so high?

If he truly had such talent, shouldn’t he—at twenty years old—already be a powerhouse like her, a Celestial King?

The words of the Imperial Dragon Seal left her deeply puzzled.

“That boy’s aptitude is truly terrifying. Right now, he’s flipping through secret manuals in the library. Even though they’re just inherited techniques from ancient beasts, he masters them all in an instant. He grasps their essence in a single practice, as if it requires zero effort. I’ve never seen anything like it!”

The Imperial Dragon Seal was a divine artifact forged at the founding of the Divine Dragon Empire. Its body was carved from a primordial mystical stone, and after eons of absorbing human faith and imperial fortune, it had long since gained sentience.

Within the empire, nothing escaped its notice.

For it to praise Ye Wushuang so highly—this was no small matter.

“In all my years, I’ve witnessed countless geniuses, young supremes, and rulers of eras. But his comprehension is the greatest I’ve ever seen.”

“Even yours… pales in comparison.”

“I’m certain—his talent is maxed out.”

Though the seal hadn’t yet seen Ye Wushuang attempt higher-level techniques, his speed alone was proof enough.

His comprehension surpassed even the Divine Dragon Empress’s.

Given the chance, his future would be limitless.

Hearing this, the empress’s lips parted in shock.

She still remembered the Imperial Dragon Seal’s evaluation of her: “A once-in-an-era prodigy, unmatched in ten thousand years.”

Back then, she had taken pride in that.

Yet now, it claimed Ye Wushuang was even greater—far surpassing her.