In the past, Yu Xinmei had devoted most of her energy to arduous cultivation. Now that she had successfully achieved transformation, centuries of accumulation had become a ladder into the clouds in an instant. Her cultivation had advanced enormously, but she also had far more to learn.
Quite apart from poetry, literature, rites, music, and all manner of classical texts, even dressing, washing, and navigating human relationships were things she had to learn little by little.
Inside a room in the rear courtyard of the True Lord Temple, Yu Xinmei held a thick classical text, reading until her head felt ready to burst.
"This book is so thick that even holding it makes my hands ache. How did those mortal scholars ever write it?"
Yu Xinmei stared blankly at the book in her hands, and Su Guyan, beside her, could not help laughing.
"They didn't write it overnight. Keep reading. Granny Chen will be checking your studies again in a while."
Over this period, Yu Xinmei and the Su Sisters had grown quite familiar with one another.
Su Guyan was intelligent, gracious, and thoughtful. She knew how to care for people and encourage them, naturally giving off the air of an elder sister. She even reminded Yu Xinmei very much of Chen Han back then. Calling her a fellow Daoist felt too distant, so Yu Xinmei had naturally begun calling her Sister Su as well.
Su Hongxuan was somewhat more lively and impetuous. She and Yu Xinmei were also close, but they generally called each other by name.
"Whew... being human is hard work too."
Yu Xinmei sighed helplessly.
Of course, sighing was one thing, but Yu Xinmei never slacked off when it was time to study. She went back to reading.
Su Guyan nodded inwardly. In her dedication to