After Shi and Zhu emerged from the Easter egg illusion, they immediately passed Soft Feather's message on to the Steel Avatar.
"Use the Heavenly Dao Little Black Room to solve the problem of consuming a Longevity Method?" The Steel Avatar rubbed his chin. "Soft Feather told you that?"
"Yes. It was Little Soft Feather's voice, and it sounded lovely." Little Zhu spoke in a world-weary voice, wearing the expression of someone who had already lived three hundred years.
Feeling as though she had lived for more than three centuries, Little Zhu had quietly demoted "Big Sister Soft Feather" to "Little Soft Feather." The big sister she had known now felt like a little sister.
The problem was... Soft Feather's surname was not "Soft," nor was her given name "Feather."
Combining "Soft Feather" with "zi" was simply a traditional Daoist way of forming a Daoist name.
"Huh? Senior Song, did someone call me?" Soft Feather heard her Daoist name and came over happily, scooping Little Zhu into a hug.
Tiny Little Zhu was pressed into Soft Feather's enormous bosom and nearly suffocated.
The difference in their sizes was an overwhelming suppression no amount of effort could overcome!
Big Sister Soft Feather was still Big Sister Soft Feather... Three hundred years of Onion Life could never close that gap.
Little Zhu's swollen confidence deflated in an instant.
Beside them, Shi added, "We also met Fairy Onion Lady."
"I know. The illusion I sent you into was that silly onion's three hundred years of Onion Life." The Steel Avatar smiled.
He wondered where that silly onion was now, how she was doing, and whether she had enough money to shop online.
"Big Sister Onion Lady isn't a silly onion," Little Zhu protested on Onion Lady's behalf.
In the final scene of the Dream