Jinghui held the persimmon in her hands, then suddenly remembered something and tilted her head to ask:
"Oh, right. Rebuilding a body... does it take a lot of spiritual energy?"
Shen Hui thought for a moment, then nodded frankly:
"An ordinary Golden Core cultivator probably couldn't even make one."
Jinghui looked rather surprised at that and turned to look at him:
"Then how could you make three in one go?"
Shen Hui smiled, lightly tossing the persimmon in his hand into the air and catching it again. A rare hint of pride crept into his voice:
"Because your junior brother is exceptionally gifted, far beyond ordinary people, of course."
Jinghui blinked, then laughed as well.
She raised a hand and punched Shen Hui's shoulder, laughing:
"Show-off."
Shen Hui didn't dodge and took the punch.
Then he waved a hand, and water from the stream surged up from beneath his feet, forming a water mirror out of thin air before Jinghui.
The mirror shimmered, reflecting Jinghui's appearance.
A round face, almond-shaped eyes, and lips that curved slightly upward, carrying a trace of a smile.
Shen Hui looked at the person in the mirror and asked with a smile:
"Is there anything you'd like changed?"
Jinghui raised an eyebrow, drew her gaze away from the mirror, and turned to him:
"Didn't you say it used too much spiritual energy, and you needed to meditate and replenish it first?"
"When you came over just now, that was indeed what I was doing."
Jinghui didn't argue. She rose from the rock and turned toward the water mirror.
She leaned closer, studying the figure in the mirror from every angle, then suddenly sighed.
"Once I change back, will I never be able to turn into a little fish again, or a tiny person like Patriarch