My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 998 - 550: Miss Zhu Strikes Out Everywhere (Double-Length) (Part 2)
’Sorry, Ms. Zhu.’
At times 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 time 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 immediately 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 mention 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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Meanwhile.
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 me about it?"
Ah Qing: "..."
She pointed to the stage.
"I’m going on stage, and you want me 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 some time 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 something bad about Zhu Pingniang in front of her, she would have already scolded them.
"You’re so mischievous all the time, 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 me. 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 become fixed.
For cultivators, the body can naturally be changed at will.
But illusion techniques and spells are ultimately fake.
"If I explain something 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 came away with it.
"Your hair care isn’t doing so well." Ah Qing commented.
"?" Huang’Er was taken aback and immediately said, "Impossible, I use your hair ointment, Sister."
Ah Qing: "...?"
"...Ah." Huang’Er’s face flushed, and she whispered, "I secretly... secretly took some of your hair ointment 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." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
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 exclaimed, grabbing the strand from Ah Qing’s hand, grumbling with dissatisfaction, "Sister, you’re bullying me, knowing my hair is thin, and yet you pulled mine... it’s pulling one less every time."
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 some hair."
"...Sister, you’re just bullying me for believing you." The girl pouted.
That’s just the way it is.
Sometimes, if one is to go with the Heavenly Dao, then... even if hair could grow, it should be restrained.
"Let me 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.
