Even though something like the Soul Concealing Paste was very useful, it had a flaw; it would lose its effect after a while and it could even be washed off. So to Miao Yi, who felt that he could not let others see his cultivation, could do naught but apply some on himself from time to time, feeling as though he was a woman applying make-up whilst looking at a mirror.
Not knowing if it was two joyous occasions arriving at his door or not, Qian’Er had once again run to the door of his silent quarters, “Cave Master, something is happening again!”
Miao Yi waved his hand, the water mirror dropped into the pool and disappeared as he left.
At the astronomical platform, he could see the dark eggs were currently rolling around on the jade plate; they were crashing back and forth making it look as though it was a lot of fun. The hair strands that were stabbed into the eggs were already gone, it had all been gobbled up by the little guys inside.
