The tailor in the shop used spiritual power to convey a ssage to the shopkeeper, who imdiately relaxed his furrowed brow.
He clasped his hands at Long Fei, persistently assuring and appeasing him, "Young friend, what are you doing? It’s just a piece of clothing; I’ll have the tailor in the shop make it right away."
"Yes, yes, I’ll do it right away!"
The tailor nodded repeatedly, grabbed so cloth, and imdiately went to the back to start cutting.
In this shop, he was raising a parrot in the backyard.
The shopkeeper called over the waiter to serve tea to Long Fei and slipped into the yard to release the parrot.
This parrot was usually used by him for sending ssages, and it flew incredibly fast.
This was in the inner city of Celestial Mystery City, with the family residences all in the outer city, a bit of a distance away.
If he sent the waiter, the speed would undoubtedly be slower.
Having completed these tasks, the shopkeeper felt sowhat reassured.
He thought disdainfully, this pesky kid dares to ss around in the Xiao Family Shop; let’s see how we’ll deal with you later.
The tailor’s hand speed was quite fast; Long Fei said one stick of incense, but it took only half a stick.
When half a stick of incense burned out, the tailor had already made a set of clothes.
There were a total of three pieces: the innermost called the little garnt, the middle one called the dium garnt, and the outermost called the big garnt.
They were divided into ten parts: collar, lapel, front flap, neckband, hem, sleeve, cuff, belt, lining, etc.
Poise, front lapel, and rear hem.
Sleeves rounded, representing the roundness of heaven.
Overlap collar square, representing the earth.
Crossed collar on the right, symbolizing respect for the right side.
The tailor, seeing the parrot had not returned yet, deliberately delayed ti, carefully explaining to Long Fei.
He elaborated one detail after another, leaving Long Fei confused, having not realized that a single outfit had such intricate considerations.
Finally, at Long Fei’s request, he also asked for a pair of white embroidered shoes for Little Nannan.
The shopkeeper was mortally anxious, pulling aside the tailor and asking in a low voice, "Why hasn’t that damn bird returned yet?"
The tailor shook his head, as clueless as ever.
Long Fei let Little Nannan go to the fitting room to change into the new clothes and shoes. When the little girl erged, they all stared in amazent for a mont.
This perfectly fitting ancient dress was far more beautiful than what he had tailored.
The waistline in the middle held Little Nannan’s figure snugly, accentuating her high and slender form.
The crossed collar and sleeve edges were sewn with peach-colored lace; upon seeing the flowing skirt and peach blossoms highlighting her face, she seed like a little fairy.
Long Fei called over the shopkeeper, asking him, "This outfit looks good; how many silver taels?"
The shopkeeper was nearly in tears; he hadn’t called for reinforcents and had broken the rules by tailoring clothes for a descendant of cursed blood.
He resentfully extended a finger, intending to say a hundred spirit stones, to extort Long Fei once, and then hassle him until the Xiao Family Disciples ca to help.
But unexpectedly, when he opened his mouth, it ca out as, "A copper coin?"
The shopkeeper’s eyes widened in shock, while the tailor beside him was also stunned, urgently kicking the shopkeeper.
"This, this..."
The shopkeeper wanted to correct himself, but struggled for a long ti, unable to utter a word.
Long Fei took the initiative to speak, betting on his words, "A copper coin? So cheap?"
He clasped his hands in praise, "Boss, you truly are an honest and trustworthy rchant; this price is very fair."
Saying this, he took out a copper coin and tossed it to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper wanted to curse, but his mouth stamred uncontrollably, as if soone had manipulated him all day.
He struggled for a while before finally sputtering, "Well, well, welco to co again next ti!"
Having said that, he slapped his own mouth.
Long Fei pulled Little Nannan along, smiling as he said, "The boss is truly a good person; we’ll definitely co again next ti!"
Little Nannan nodded her head, turned back, and sweetly called out to the boss, "Goodbye, shopkeeper!"
She followed Long Fei, giggling as they went out the door.
The shopkeeper was anxious to intercept them, but his body could not move.
After they walked far away, he finally cried out in despair, "No, it’s not a copper coin!"
The Western Border Colored Cotton refill here costs a spirit stone per foot.
Adding the tailor’s labor fee, how could it sell for a copper coin?
The tailor also shouted in frustration, "Shopkeeper, how could you quote like that? This outfit, at the very least, should cost ten spirit stones!"
The shopkeeper smacked him fiercely, cursing, "You think I didn’t want to say that? I was controlled by this pesky kid; it must be his trick!"
In a fit of anger, he shouted, "Where’s your parrot? When will it call people over?"
The tailor covered his face, head dizzy, muttering, "I don’t know, I don’t know!"
On the street outside, Long Fei carried the newly dressed Little Nannan who was eating candied hawthorn.
With a stretch of his hand, a small golden-winged bird flew down from the sky and landed in his palm.
"Little bird?"
Little Nannan exclaid in surprise, curiously asking Long Fei, "Daddy, why did it land on your hand?"
Long Fei chuckled, "It wants to eat candied hawthorn!"
Little Nannan imdiately lifted the candied hawthorn and handed it to the beak of the golden bird.
The bird pecked awkwardly at the top, mumbling inwardly, barely able to speak.
It intended to send a ssage to the Xiao Family but found itself hovering above the rooftop as if encountering a ghost.
Once these two ca out, it could finally fly off.
But upon a flap of its wings, it was instantly pulled to the person’s hand by a force.
Candied hawthorn!
It cursed inwardly, thinking it was a carnivore, yet given such fruit, felt utterly insulted!
Long Fei settled with Little Nannan in the small garden at the junction ahead.
He set the golden bird on the stone table, asking Little Nannan, "Do you like this bird?"
"I like it!"
Little Nannan laughed and nodded.
Long Fei smiled and patted her head, introducing, "This is called a Lightning Bird, fierce as lightning, with incredible flying speed. But its bloodline is sowhat impure, so it’s not worth much!"
The golden bird was initially comforted by his praise; who knew his last sentence would follow?
It protested indignantly, "You humans are too much! I am a bird raised by the Xiao Family; let go, or the Xiao Family won’t spare you."
Little Nannan was scared and hid behind Long Fei, exclaiming incredulously, "Daddy, can it talk?"
Long Fei laughed heartily, "Of course it can; it’s a Demonic Beast, having already developed intelligence."
Lightning Bird glared at Long Fei, feeling aggrieved, "You humans, I am a pureblood descendant of Lightning Birds; on what grounds do you claim my bloodline is impure? You, at such a young age, have seen any pure bloodlines?"
Long Fei shrugged his shoulders, "I’ve never seen a purer bloodline Lightning Bird than you. But one purer bloodline from the Human Race is right in front of you."
Lightning Bird gazed at him with its head, both wings hugging itself, laughing loudly, "Are you saying it’s you?"
Long Fei shook his head, pointing at Little Nannan, "Her!"
Lightning Bird widened its eyes, scrutinizing Little Nannan, "Impossible, you’re teasing , right?"
Little Nannan also was utterly baffled.
Long Fei explained, "Among the Yu Clan, the bloodline respects the Phoenix. Those of golden color are typically descendants of the Great Roc within the Phoenix Bloodline. Cultivation among your feathered clan involves refining ancestral fragnts in the blood and simultaneously devouring higher-level bloodlines, repeatedly reverting to ancestral origins. But without suitable opportunities and bloodlines, no matter how much one cultivates, it’s just mixed blood and can never beco a Great Roc."
Lightning Bird was dumbfounded, unexpectedly, a Human Race knew so much about their Demon Clan’s cultivation technique.
Little Nannan listened, deeply thinking, feeling a surge of blood flow within her, her body warming and tingling, as if sothing was awakening within?
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