Chapter 25: The Beauty in Men’s Clothing

When Mu Yanxin managed to force his eyes open, he still saw those same masked medical cultivator and the female in white dresses.

They were already cleaning up the surgical instruments, and a ring of nearly-dissipated formation runes still circled the sickbed.

“You’re awake? The surgery was a complete success—you’ve become a girl now.” One of the white-robed female cultivators picked up a mirror and placed it in front of Mu Yanxin. Reflected in the mirror was a truly beautiful, white-haired girl.

Soft, silver-white hair spread evenly over fair, delicate skin. The clear, fine-boned face wore a slightly dazed expression, exuding a beauty that transcended gender.

Violet eyes held a mysterious aura, and the features still faintly carried a trace of what he used to look like.

“Ah!” Mu Yanxin suddenly realized his clothes had already been stripped off. He was now completely naked, with every part of his body exposed.

She instantly used her hands to cover herself below, but then realized something was wrong and used her left hand to cover her now-full chest.

All the female in white dresses laughed at Mu Yanxin’s reaction.

One of them chuckled and said, “No need to overreact. We’re professional guardian cultivator. We see this kind of thing all the time. Just now, your new body was shaped and formed by us bit by bit during the surgery.”

“Um, thank you.” Mu Yanxin still felt overwhelmed with shame, not daring to let her hands fall at all, instinctively covering up as tightly as possible. At least she had figured out these female in white dresses were guardian cultivator, right?

“Heh, even real girls don’t react as strongly as you do.” The guardian cultivator holding the mirror laughed.

“It’s not like we haven’t seen it before. The boys who had surgery to become girls all react about the same—pretty shy. Guess it’s rare for them.” Another guardian cultivator added.

The medical cultivator finished packing away the surgical instruments and, with a wave, brought out a full-length mirror.

“Take a good look at yourself now. If there’s anywhere you’re not satisfied or want changed, speak up. If you regret it after leaving, it’ll have to be another surgery.”

Seeing the full-length mirror, a beautiful white-haired girl hugging her private parts and curling up on the bed, looking utterly pitiful—Mu Yanxin felt her heart tremble at her own reflection. Embarrassed, she asked, “Can I have some clothes?”

“Here you go, this is the hospital examination gown. But I suggest you check every part of your body carefully. Some people are satisfied just looking at their figure and face, but find out afterward that something isn’t right.” A guardian cultivator tossed Mu Yanxin a green examination gown.

The gown was basically just two thin pieces of cloth, one for the front and one for the back, tied at the waist with a string. Even after putting it on, Mu Yanxin felt like she was barely dressed and couldn’t relax at all.

Still, at least she was covered, which let her breathe a little easier. She got down from the bed and stood in front of the mirror, gazing at the white-haired girl within.

That sense of cold solitude hadn’t faded in the slightest, and her now-confused violet eyes only made her seem more delicate and pitiable.

Mu Yanxin took a deep breath. She had long been mentally prepared to become a girl. The shock upon waking up had caught her off guard, but now that she had adjusted, her mindset gradually returned to that of the long elder’s son from not long ago.

A heroic aura surfaced on her beautiful face. The timid, embarrassed posture slowly straightened and became more natural, her white hair drifting softly with the flow of spiritual energy.

In that moment, the white-haired girl transformed from a fragile blossom in need of protection into a cold, aloof fairy, untouched by the world.

“Eh?” Several guardian cultivator quickly noticed the change. They’d been about to tease her more, but witnessing this transformation, they couldn’t help but drop their playful expressions. Their faces even flushed a little.

“Not bad. Can I have my clothes back now?” Mu Yanxin asked. Her voice had also changed to a feminine tone, though it remained a bit deep—making it hard to tell at a glance whether it was male or female.

“Y-yes, of course.” One of the blushing guardian cultivator hurried over with a tray, where Mu Yanxin’s own clothes from when she’d arrived at the hospital were neatly folded—a shirt, and long-sleeved trousers.

The stand-up collar, straight row of buttons, covered pockets, and tailored cut—this kind of formal attire wasn’t something Mu Yanxin had worn in her previous life, but she could accept it.

When the guardian cultivator pulled open her gown for examination, the thin fabric slipped to the floor. But the long silver-white hair cascaded down, obscuring her body—causing the cuardian cultivator who’d hoped to sneak a peek to cry out in regret.

She quickly changed back into her original clothes: silver hair and black attire, a delicate face—she was now completely a beautiful woman in men’s clothing. The sight made the guardian cultivator’s hearts race.

“Mm, this feels pretty good. I’ll keep it like this. Can I go now?” Mu Yanxin gazed at the young woman in the mirror, dressed in men’s clothes.

She had no intention of checking her private parts in detail, because just thinking about it made her heart race.

“All right, please sign the surgical release form, and then you’re free to go.” The guardian cultivator handed her a document, and Mu Yanxin quickly signed her name and left the operating room.

After she left, the guardian cultivator inside were still chatting amongst themselves. “So handsome—she was definitely a young master before!”

“No kidding, she really has the aura of a prodigy from a great clan.” “Why would such a young master get a gender transformation surgery?”

Until the medical cultivator interrupted their gossip, “That’s enough, don’t talk about clients behind their backs. Hurry up and prepare for the next surgery, we still have more than a dozen to do today.”

When Mu Yanxin stepped outside, her parents were sitting on a bench in the hallway, watching a video of cultivator duels projected from the terminal ring. They seemed quite absorbed, only looking up when they noticed the operating room door open.

Seeing a stranger—a white-haired girl—they instinctively started to lower their heads back to the video, but suddenly something clicked. They looked up, a little uncertain. “Xin’er, is that you?”

“Dad, Mom, it’s me.” Mu Yanxin replied. Although her voice had shifted to a feminine tone, it still carried the vestiges of her old timbre.

In her previous life, Mu Yanxin called her parents “Father” and “Mother,” but in this world, calling them “Dad” and “Mom” felt perfectly natural and without any awkwardness.

“Xin’er! It really is you—the surgery was a success?” Her mother leaped up and reached to touch Mu Yanxin’s face.

Mu Yanxin instinctively wanted to avoid it, but managed to restrain herself, letting her mother gently stroke her cheek.

Her father’s expression was complicated. He hadn’t fully come to terms with his son becoming a daughter, but he still nodded and said, “The surgery was done well—you really do look quite elegant.”

“By the way, how did the life spring surgery and meridian surgery go? And the Infinite Dantian surgery—was that successful too?” her father suddenly asked.

“It was a success.” Mu Yanxin answered. She had noticed the changes immediately, even before waking up—her meridians now carried more spiritual power than in three previous stages combined.

And now, inside her dantian, there was a spring that ceaselessly gushed with spiritual energy.