From the very beginning, Tyrant Sis had sensed that her family was a little out of the ordinary—there was pretty big sister Soft Feather, who floated in the air; big sister Su Clan's Sixteen, who sometimes shared her bed and had a soul-like big sister Ye Si floating out of her body; and the talking tuft of hair on her brother's head.
There was plenty that was unusual about her family. But thanks to big sister Soft Feather's excellent "prenatal education," Tyrant Sis had some knowledge to draw on. Even when something felt strange, she could more or less accept it.
Now, Young Master Phoenix Slayer had transformed into a handsome human, and that was the straw that finally broke the camel's back.
Even her family's inherited nerves of steel could no longer keep Tyrant Sis calm and quiet.
"Shuyu, ours is just an ordinary cultivation family. Your brother's still in university—a university monk." Song Shuhang smiled and tapped Song Shuyu's cheek. "Senior Phoenix Slayer can take human form because he's reached the Sixth-Grade Realm. That's common knowledge."
Song Shuyu gave her brother a cold look. She had discovered that whenever he smiled, she could vaguely guess what he was thinking.
She could not make it out clearly, but she got the gist. For example—her brother was trying to fool her right now!
"To be precise, we can take human form at Fifth-Grade," Young Master Phoenix Slayer said. He came over to Song Shuyu, produced a multicolored embroidered ball, and smiled. "A gift for you. Doudou and I got here late."
Young Master Phoenix Slayer had found this enchanted embroidered ball in some ruins years ago. Back then, only its core and a little of its outer shell had remained.
The ball had originally been red. Young Master Phoenix Slayer