After Lu Yang had turned into a child, it wasn't just his body that had shrunk. His cultivation had also been sealed, leaving him no different from an ordinary child.
"I don't have any clothes that fit." Lu Yang wore a troubled expression, fretting as he paced around the room with his clothes dragging on the floor. He didn't dare go out into the courtyard looking like this.
His old clothes fit him like a blanket, and he hadn't brought any clothes for little kids. For a moment, he didn't have a single thing he could wear.
It didn't matter much that he had lost his cultivation. According to Elder Zhou Yulu, it would recover. For now, finding something he could wear was more important.
"Where can I find some clothes? Ow..."
Lu Yang paced around the room. As he turned back, he accidentally tripped over his dragging hem and tumbled into a bundle with his clothes.
Lu Yang struggled to poke his head out of the heap of clothes, his eyes vacant.
All right, his cultivation was important too.
All the disciples of the Immortal Palace had a similar problem. Who kept a stash of children's clothes around?
As for making some... unfortunately, not a single person in the vast Immortal Palace knew how to sew.
There were plenty of people who could swing an axe and chop down trees, though.
In theory, Ask Dao Sect had its elders, Daoist Lord Hanhai, and Senior Sister. Surely they could all find some way to turn him back to his original size.
But that depended on him daring to return to Ask Dao Sect.
This was a dark chapter in his life. Old Meng could laugh at him about it for the rest of his life.
Fortunately, all the Immortal Palace