A month later, inside the spacious cave dwelling of the Longevity Sect.
Under the meticulous attention of He Yingyu and Xu Wei, Chen Dengming combed his hair, donned his robe, and placed the luminous pearl crown on his head. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, bearing the demeanour of an enlightened scholar, he sighed at his current life of reaping the benefits of cultivating immortality, and said,
"Actually, getting dressed is just mundane stuff. I can totally do it myself, you two don't really have to do so much."
He Yingyu rolled her eyes playfully and said, "Don't act coy since you're already benefited. Are you implying that you don't need us and are looking for an excuse to recruit a few more serving ladies?"
Chen Dengming shook his head with a smile, "That's not it. After all, sister, you are a False Core Great Cultivator…"
"And what's wrong with being a False Core cultivator?"
