“Xin’er, which one do you like?” Father looked at the five women for quite a long time, unable to make up his mind, then turned to Mu Yanxin and asked.
Can I say I don’t like any of them? Mu Yanxin didn’t dare to say that aloud, only dared to think it quietly in his heart. Strictly speaking, he liked all five of these women.
After all, they were all Goddess-like Fairies as beautiful as a painting. As a man, of course he liked them all.
But precisely because he was a man, he really didn’t want to become like any of these women. Who would want to look so feminine?
If you asked for Mu Yanxin’s own thoughts, the best would be just to become a woman—nothing else should change; outwardly, he’d still look like his current male self, that would be best.
Seeing Mu Yanxin remain silent, the female cultivator smiled and asked, “It looks like you’re having a hard time deciding. May I be so bold as to ask, why do you want him to undergo gender transformation? At this time of year, is it because he got accepted into some women’s High Sect?”
Such an accurate guess! Mu Yanxin was surprised, and Father said directly, “Yes, he was accepted into Spiritual Moon High Sect.”
“Spiritual Moon High Sect, is it?” The female cultivator glanced playfully at Mu Yanxin, smiling as she said, “Then they have even higher requirements for appearance. I recommend number one, the ice-pure, jade-like goddess, or number five, the petite girl—these two are more popular.”
“Why is that? Does Spiritual Moon High Sect have special requirements for the type or level of beauty?” Father asked, and Mu Yanxin was puzzled as well.
All five of these women were as beautiful as celestial maidens, so why would the cool and aloof Goddess or the petite girl be better?
“There are no conditions for admission, of course, but after that, these appearances give more advantages in cultivation. Nowadays, high-level cultivators prefer female cultivators with a strong sense of contrast—like those who appear cold and pure on the surface, they’re more likely to attract favor.”
The female cultivator laughed.
Mu Yanxin’s expression darkened. He really disliked this kind of reasoning; it sounded as if you pretended to be aloof in front of male cultivators but were actually just currying favor.
As expected, Spiritual Moon High Sect was cultivating furnace vessels. Of course, even the introduction to this High Sect didn’t really hide that fact.
“Then why can’t we choose the third female sword immortal or the fourth young miss from a wealthy family? Men find them attractive too, don’t they?” Father asked a bit awkwardly.
The second, the seductive beauty, really did seem too deliberate, and nowadays male cultivators aimed for more refined taste.
“The female sword immortal is too sharp and eye-catching. Without enough strength, it’s easy to draw trouble. If he were an outstanding student, I’d recommend her.”
“As for the young miss from a wealthy family, she needs to have an elegant aura, and his family background makes it hard to develop that kind of temperament,” said the female cultivator.
That was almost openly saying they were poor. Of course, it wasn’t the female cultivator’s fault. Father’s rustic air as an old farmer was simply too obvious. No matter how you looked at him, he didn’t seem wealthy—her advice was frank and appropriate.
“Is that so?” Mother smiled, and her aura suddenly changed. Just now, she seemed like an ordinary, charming girl from a common family.
In a moment, she was filled with the grace of a noble lady, her posture and bearing faintly emanating the dignity of someone from a prestigious family.
The rarest thing was that her noble air wasn’t overbearing, nor did she have the vulgarity of a nouveau riche. Instead, she exuded a warmth like a gentle spring breeze.
She seemed like a noble lady who had set aside all airs to interact as equals, but in every movement and gesture, her noble upbringing was unmistakable.
The female cultivator was inwardly shocked. She looked more closely at the seemingly ordinary youth beside her. He had been silent, but he wasn’t bowing his head in thought.
Instead, he sat upright, his expression slightly dark, but carrying a natural sense of authority. Even dressed plainly, he couldn’t hide his innate noble air—there was even a touch of an upper-class aura.
This kind of presence could only be felt from high-level cultivators of Yangxin Hall, and was hard to fake. She hurriedly said, “My apologies, guests. I was mistaken earlier. This young master is indeed quite suitable for the fourth noble lady.”
“Eh?” Mu Yanxin gave a light exclamation, realizing that he hadn’t been paying attention to his own bearing. The stance of a genius youth, once the son of an elder in his previous life, had inadvertently shown through. He quickly reined in his aura.
Mother also turned to look at Mu Yanxin after hearing this, but she saw only an ordinary son, no noble air at all. She flashed a mischievous and doting smile and asked, “Xin’er, which one do you think is best?”
“Ah?” Mu Yanxin didn’t expect Mother to suddenly ask for his opinion. He could only stiffen and say, “I haven’t decided either. Please let Father and Mother decide.”
“That won’t do. This will be Xin’er’s appearance from now on, you should choose for yourself or you’ll regret it later.” Mother replied earnestly.
The female cultivator took the chance to promote: “Actually, it doesn’t matter if you regret it. Our institute’s plastic surgery skills are top-notch.”
“If you’re not satisfied, you can always change your face again—it’s just two thousand spirit stone, and you can customize your figure and looks as you like.”
Two thousand spirit stone was quite a hefty sum for this family, about two months of savings. Father heard this and said to Mu Yanxin, “You should pick yourself. Make sure you choose carefully so you don’t regret it.”
Mu Yanxin realized this made sense and studied the five beauties carefully. Of them, the female sword immortal matched his preferences best—she had a heroic sharpness.
But after a close look, he still felt it wasn’t right. As the female cultivator had said, she was too striking and drew too much attention, which he didn’t like.
“Um, are there options that are a bit more masculine? Not so feminine?” Mu Yanxin finally asked.
The female cultivator laughed as soon as she heard that: “I understand. You’re still not ready to accept becoming a girl, right? I’ve met quite a few boys like you. There are, of course, types like that.”
She tapped twice on the crystal tablet, making the five beauties’ projections disappear. Four new forms appeared, each markedly different.
The first was a short-haired, thin tomboy, with a flat chest but a face that had a hint of delicacy, giving off a unique vibe.
The second was a long-haired girl, whose features were a little androgynous. If dressed in male attire, she’d seem like a refined young nobleman; but put in a skirt, she’d look as if a man were crossdressing as a woman.
The third was a muscular female warrior, her entire body bronze and bulging with muscles—broad and hefty, with no trace of beauty, only strength.
The fourth was a complete short-haired boy—ordinary in every way. Apart from the organs being changed to female, in all other aspects, he looked just like an average youth.
“These four are the most mainstream choices for guests who don’t want to look too feminine after gender transformation. If you absolutely don’t want to be treated as a girl, you can pick the third or fourth style, but I don’t recommend it.”
“In the beauty-filled Spiritual Moon High Sect, you’ll really stand out in a bad way.” The Female Cultivator said earnestly.
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