That night, when Yue Lingshan saw that Annie hadn't gone out to play, she immediately dashed over to Annie's courtyard. She even shamelessly climbed into Annie's bed.
"Annie—"
Then Yue Lingshan asked, her voice full of curiosity and grievance:
"What was going on with Yilin's hair today?"
"Why did it grow so fast?"
"And why did it grow back even after it was cut?!"
Yes, the strange and wondrous event that had taken place on Mount Hua that day was none other than Master Yilin's hair!
Not only had her hair inexplicably grown ten or even a hundred times faster than an ordinary person's, it could apparently tell when it had reached the right length. And the key thing was that once her hair had grown in, she'd become so beautiful that she looked three points prettier than Yue Lingshan herself—and she was two years younger, too. Yue Lingshan just couldn't stand it.
So!
After the commotion had gone on all day, and her father, Yue Buqun, and Granduncle Feng had been just as clueless about how Annie had managed it, Yue Lingshan had been sent to ask her.
She didn't mean anything by it. She just wanted to hear what had happened—and, if possible, figure out a way to turn Yilin bald again.
"It's simple!"
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(゜-゜)
"It's just a simple application of internal energy. Once you've practiced properly for a hundred or eighty years, you'll naturally understand how it works."
Annie really wasn't making that up!
If Lu Dayou or the idiot Yue Lingshan in front of her ever managed to break through and grasp the true meaning of "White Clouds Emerging from a Ravine" or the "Misty Rain Sword," and started cultivating immortality, they'd naturally understand how simple the hair-growing trick she'd used today was.
All she'd