Ying Huaixu had been rather afraid to eat any more of the fruit He Xixiang gave him lately.
It was because he kept feeling there was something wrong with it.
Not that the fruit He Xixiang gave him was poisonous, but it caused some indescribable changes in his body.
It was probably a good thing, but Ying Huaixu did not dare accept that sort of good thing right now.
His skin was getting better and better, and even increasingly delicate.
He had already sculpted his face to look like a woman's, and now it was becoming even more unreal.
That frightened Ying Huaixu enough to stop eating it.
All Ying Huaixu wanted now was a Face-Shaping Pill so he could sculpt his face again.
At least he could make it look like his face back on Earth. Though it was not as attractive as this face, at least it would not be so exaggerated.
But there was no shop now, so he could not buy one.
Ying Huaixu took out his Identity Token and began searching.
He asked whether there were any similar pills that could reshape his appearance.
The replies he received were all the same: "No, absolutely not!"
"Sister Ying, stop messing around. We want to see Sister Ying just as he is!"
"Forget it, Sister Ying. Even if there were any, we'd throw them away. Don't worry, we'll never let you get your hands on anything like that!"
Ying Huaixu felt he had done something stupid.
After he posted that message, every pill in the sect that had anything to do with reshaping appearances was destroyed.
There were not even any medicinal herbs left.
Even if there were any, people had hidden them all away.
Ying Huaixu was rather speechless.
He had never imagined that one day,