’Sorry, Ms. Zhu.’
At tis like this, I can only use Ms. Zhu as a shield.
Taking a deep breath, Miss Lu looked at Wen Li with a stiff expression, and softly asked, "Miss Wen, I... I have a question I don’t understand."
Wen Li was helpless about Miss Lu’s occasional shifts between calling her ’Miss Wen’ and ’Fairy Wen’, but she also knew that now wasn’t the ti to be called ’Senior Wen’, so she let it slide.
"Ask away."
"Since we’re all cultivating, shouldn’t we be able to freely control our own bodies? Why does Ms. Zhu’s figure still look underdeveloped?" Miss Lu asked.
And indeed, her plan worked.
Upon hearing the topic about figure, Yun Qian’s attention was imdiately attracted.
Successfully diverting the focus onto Zhu Pingniang, Miss Lu breathed a sigh of relief.
But she was indeed puzzled.
Cultivating should make it easy to look better, shouldn’t it? Why is Ms. Zhu still so flat? Even if Zhu Pingniang can’t make her body grow well, it can’t be that she can’t even perform a Transformation Technique, and gets so furious at the ntion of figure.
"It’s not like that."
Wen Li looked at Yun Qian and Miss Lu’s curious eyes, shook her head helplessly, and began to explain.
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anwhile.
In the waiting area, Huang’Er also asked Ah Qing with a puzzled expression:
"Ms. Qing, I don’t get it. Why is Pingniang, despite being a cultivator, still in bad shape? If Pingniang has a child in the future, wouldn’t she starve the child?"
"Ms. Qing, you’ve also cultivated, right? Can you tell about it?"
Ah Qing: "..."
She pointed to the stage.
"I’m going on stage, and you want to talk about this?"
"Hehe, isn’t it good to chat about Pingniang’s matters before going on stage? It can ease your mind." Huang’Er giggled, "No rush, there’s still so ti before you go on stage."
"If Pingniang heard this, she’d take your head off." Ah Qing covered her face, imagining the great Zhu Tongjun, in her daughter’s eyes... could starve a child.
"I’m just saying it for you, Sister." Huang’Er said with a grin.
Being among family, they let their guard down.
If an outsider said sothing bad about Zhu Pingniang in front of her, she would have already scolded them.
"You’re so mischievous all the ti, Pingniang must have disciplined you a lot." Ah Qing sighed.
"Pingniang’s whip hurts a lot, but... I’m used to it." Huang’Er blinked, moved her stool closer to Ah Qing, and naturally hooked her fingers around her arm.
Huang’Er whispered in Ah Qing’s ear, "So, Ms. Qing, tell . You’re a cultivator, you must know why Pingniang’s figure isn’t good."
"I don’t know where you get such curiosity." Ah Qing looked dotingly at the girl sulking beside her, sighed softly, and looked away.
Cultivators have much freedom; it’s not only when reaching a certain realm that appearances beco fixed.
For cultivators, the body can naturally be changed at will.
But illusion techniques and spells are ultimately fake.
"If I explain sothing too profound, you won’t understand." Ah Qing said, grabbing a handful of the girl’s hair, and when she let go, a strand of black hair ca away with it.
"Your hair care isn’t doing so well." Ah Qing comnted.
"?" Huang’Er was taken aback and imdiately said, "Impossible, I use your hair ointnt, Sister."
Ah Qing: "...?"
"...Ah." Huang’Er’s face flushed, and she whispered, "I secretly... secretly took so of your hair ointnt to use."
"Oh, you." Ah Qing tapped her on the head, didn’t press the matter further, and only said, "Do you think all those in the Immortal Sect should have perfect hair? And that they can have any color they desire?"
"Mm." Huang’Er nodded, "Because Immortal Power can flow into the hair, right?"
Ah Qing shook her head, holding the black hair strand: "It’s not like that. Actually, a person’s future is set before they’re even born."
Ah Qing pointed to the big tree by the lake and softly said, "It’s like that green tree, it can branch out in many directions, but... the species doesn’t change. A locust tree, without external intervention, can’t grow into a phoenix tree."
Seeing Ah Qing talk seriously, Huang’Er confusedly said, "I... I don’t quite get it; what’s that got to do with growing hair?"
"It’s just to say, if the Heavenly Dao made you bald from birth, even if you cultivate, you won’t grow hair." Ah Qing squinted her eyes.
"Ah!" Huang’Er exclaid, grabbing the strand from Ah Qing’s hand, grumbling with dissatisfaction, "Sister, you’re bullying , knowing my hair is thin, and yet you pulled mine... it’s pulling one less every ti."
Her hairline is quite high.
If she ended up bald from being plucked, wouldn’t she be a bald cultivator in the future?
She really believed Ah Qing’s teasing nonsense.
"Just scaring you." Ah Qing sighed: "The grand pattern cannot be changed, but it’s okay to grow so hair."
"...Sister, you’re just bullying for believing you." The girl pouted.
That’s just the way it is.
Sotis, if one is to go with the Heavenly Dao, then... even if hair could grow, it should be restrained.
"Let put it this way... Pingniang’s appearance was set before she started cultivating, her future was written here." Ah Qing gently pointed a finger at Huang’Er’s forehead.
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