“You’ll have to learn on your own from now on.” Su Wanqiu patiently began explaining to Lu Li, who was now blushing and draped in light gauze.
“The only difference is that we have to wear a bodice to cover the chest. But within the sect… some disciples prefer not to cover up and instead reveal a bit more.”
“Otherwise, it’s not much different. We women wear a short jacket and a skirt. Lu Li, when you go down the mountain in the future and buy supplies at the market, you must be clear about that.” As she explained, Su Wanqiu took out several pieces of cloth from her storage ring.
“Most of the senior and junior female disciples are good at needlework, so many make their own clothes.”
“Cough… Master, I don’t have to learn this too, do I?” Lu Li, with difficulty under Su Wanqiu’s guidance, had already put on the bodice and skirt, but the light, airy, and breezy feeling made him extremely uncomfortable.
Even a simple step would let a cool draft creep into the skirt, sliding up his legs and making his body shiver.
“Of course you have to.” Su Wanqiu covered her mouth with a smile.
“I’ve seen it many times, but the expressions on you male disciples when you first undergo the gender change are the most interesting… Meanwhile, the female disciples simply strip bare and act perfectly at ease.”
“Alright, now try to control the light gauze and see if it feels any different.” Su Wanqiu took out the light gauze and also placed another long sword on the table.
“Yes.” Lu Li raised his wrist, but the loose, non-fitted sleeves kept feeling foreign to him.
At the same time, his originally rough fingers were now slender and soft, which only increased his unease.
Unlike before, the light gauze, which had refused to obey, immediately rose into the air, coiling around his arm like a spiritual snake.
Wherever his mind directed, the gauze followed.
“Clearly, it’s related to your gender and spiritual root.” Su Wanqiu clapped her hands.
“Lu Li, you’re naturally suited for our Yin Yang Sect.”
“Uh… I should be happy, but I really can’t manage it.” Lu Li relaxed slightly, and the light gauze draped over him, covering his exposed skin.
“Master, when can I change back?”
“You’ve read the books. The Yin-Yang Reversal Art takes three days to recover.” Su Wanqiu said, then pointed again at the long sword on the table.
“Oh, and if you experience entering month or have a body during this time, you won’t be able to turn back into a man.”
“Master, what are ‘entering month’ and ‘having a body’?” Lu Li heard these strange terms and couldn’t help asking.
“I forgot. Seeing your face, I subconsciously mistook you for a woman.” Su Wanqiu smiled. “Entering month is the sign of a woman becoming a wife. Once you enter month, you can discuss marriage and carry on the family line…”
“I understand! I understand completely, Master!” Lu Li blushed.
Having heard this much, Lu Li was completely clear.
He just never imagined that he, once a man, was now a woman.
“But that’s too terrifying… The Founding Ancestor of the Yin Yang Sect was truly a strange genius.” Lu Li shivered, wiping the bizarre images from his mind.
“Master, let me try controlling this long sword.”
With a slight mental command, the long sword obediently circled beside him, just like at the very beginning.
“Oh, this is interesting?” Su Wanqiu’s smile grew wider at the sight.
“Lu Li, perhaps you’re more suited for being a woman.”
“Huh?”
“When you were in your male body, you awakened the Sword Spiritual Root, and the Charm Spiritual Root was suppressed.” Su Wanqiu pointed at the light gauze on Lu Li and the floating long sword beside him.
“But now, in your female body, the gauze dances and the sword is controllable. That’s the best proof.”
“I still hope to change back soon.” Lu Li lightly leaped onto the long sword.
As his True Yuan surged, the sword carried him slowly into the air, hovering above the courtyard.
“I succeeded!” Lu Li looked down at the shrinking courtyard and at his master, who sat on a stone bench, smiling reassuringly.
“Now I’ve truly become a cultivator.” Feeling the consumption of his True Yuan, Lu Li sensed that with his current Fifth Layer Cultivation, he could keep the flying sword aloft for a few minutes.
But of course, the speed was rather slow—only a bit faster than a running person.
“And…” Looking at the light gauze floating around his wrist, a strange idea popped into Lu Li’s mind.
‘Can I combine these two things?’
After all, Lu Li was just an eighteen-year-old youth. He flung the light gauze forward, then stepped onto it with both feet, lightly landing on the gauze and floating slowly in the air again.
“As expected… the light gauze is slower than the flying sword.” Lu Li tied the gauze to the flying sword, then formed a sword seal with his fingers.
“Fly!”
The long sword suddenly accelerated, almost causing Lu Li to fall off.
“Divine Sense and True Yuan consumption double, but speed increases by thirty to forty percent.” Regaining his balance in the air, Lu Li slowly descended to the ground, carefully sensing the subtle changes.
“Maybe it’s an idea.”
“Lu Li.”
“Ah, Master!” Lu Li only then noticed that he had been so absorbed in thought that he had forgotten Su Wanqiu.
“It’s fine. Seeing you so devoted to cultivation is very reassuring.” Su Wanqiu opened her mouth as if to say something more, but then closed it and shook her head slightly.
“Alright, we can talk about this after you reach Foundation Establishment.”
“By the way, your Charm Spiritual Root is Upper Grade, while mine is Middle Grade, so talking normally isn’t an issue.” Su Wanqiu took a thin book from her storage ring.
“But when speaking with Qing Luo, you need to learn restraint, or else she’ll keep falling under your pomegranate skirt. By evening, she might…”
“I understand, Master! I’ll read it carefully!” Lu Li immediately took the book and bowed to Su Wanqiu.
“Work hard on the path of cultivation, the future Saintess of our sect.” Su Wanqiu looked at Lu Li’s appearance and couldn’t help smiling.
“Go on.”
Su Wanqiu drifted away gracefully.
Lu Li, with a sigh, returned to his room. Listening to Qing Luo’s even breathing, he began reading.
Along the way, he had to get used to the hair strands falling over his forehead, and the soft, unfamiliar friction of the cloth against his skin when he moved.
But as soon as he opened the book, the physical discomfort quickly faded.
Because this book explaining spiritual roots was particularly interesting, and it captured his full attention.
The first page was an overview of spiritual roots.
According to the classification of cultivators across the world, spiritual roots are divided into five grades: Mixed, Mortal, Low, Middle, and High.
But based on many ancient texts, there are even higher grades, though they are rarely seen in the current era.
Cultivators also speculate that this is due to the current scarcity of spiritual energy in the world, so high-grade spiritual roots might only become apparent at the Foundation Establishment or Golden Core stage.
Otherwise, ordinary cultivators in the Qi Refining stage simply cannot withstand such vast amounts of spiritual energy pouring into their bodies, and would most likely explode and die.
“Higher spiritual roots…” Lu Li couldn’t help but wonder what they would be like.