"Prescription?"
Upon hearing Ye Chuan's request, Bai Qianshuang, who was sitting on the bed, tilted her head and thought for a few seconds.
Although she often dealt with medicinal pills in her sect, she actually knew nothing about alchemy. Moreover, she didn’t even have a storage pouch anymore, so there was no way she could have any prescriptions.
Seeing Bai Qianshuang shake her head, Ye Chuan wasn’t surprised—he had only asked on a whim.
Too bad the golden goose couldn’t lay more eggs.
Noticing that Ye Chuan seemed lost in thought, Bai Qianshuang spoke softly, "Ye Chuan, are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
In her mind, Ye Chuan must have been troubled by some physical ailment to be so fixated on prescriptions.
But alchemy was far from simple. Bai Qianshuang had often seen disciples from the Medicine Peak waste months of effort because their ingredient ratios were off, resulting in exploded cauldrons.
"My body’s fine. I was just curious," Ye Chuan replied with a smile.
Yet Bai Qianshuang took a step forward and grabbed his hand.
The coolness of the girl’s touch sent a slight shiver through him. Before he could react, he felt her channeling spiritual energy into his body, as if probing his condition.
At the same time, Ye Chuan realized his Chaos Indestructible Body had been activated—it hungrily devoured the incoming spiritual energy like a starved beast.
As the energy flowed into him, Bai Qianshuang’s expression shifted. She sensed something was wrong—Ye Chuan’s body was absorbing her spiritual power endlessly!
A low, mechanical hum even seemed to resonate from within him, like the whirring of a fan.
"…?!"
She yanked her hand back, stumbling a few steps before collapsing onto the edge of the bed. Raising an arm defensively, she scrutinized Ye Chuan with wary eyes. "How…?"
Bai Qianshuang frowned slightly. "Ye Chuan, there’s something strange about your body."
"Uh, maybe I just have a special constitution. Next time, don’t recklessly probe me with spiritual energy," Ye Chuan said.
Bai Qianshuang hesitated, but considering how much of her recently recovered energy had been drained, she decided to drop the matter.
Still, she couldn’t help but wonder—could people in this world also possess unique physiques?
Noticing her silence, Ye Chuan’s gaze fell on the phone lying on the table.
"Qianshuang, have you figured out how to use the phone yet?"
The girl shook her head. "It’s too difficult."
The tiny device was filled with an overwhelming array of functions, making her head spin.
Earlier, she had accidentally tapped something that jumped between apps like "Taobao" and "Pinduoduo"—even though she hadn’t meant to.
"How is it difficult? You just tap and it works," Ye Chuan said. "You can chat with people, pay for things, browse everything happening in the world, and even… well, let’s just say it’s versatile."
Bai Qianshuang blinked in surprise. "Such an all-purpose treasure?"
After a brief pause, she shook her head again.
"It must be extremely valuable. I don’t need it—I’ll be fine staying here without going out."
Hearing this, Ye Chuan felt a twinge of guilt. While part of him wouldn’t mind her staying indoors forever, the thought felt oddly restrictive.
At the very least, he should teach her the basics.
"Ahem, let’s start with some fundamental functions today," he said, sitting beside her and downloading a few apps.
"See this? It’s for calling—like long-distance communication. You get that, right?"
"Mm. Does it consume spiritual energy?" Bai Qianshuang nodded.
"Electricity."
"Oh…"
"Understand?"
"What’s electricity?"
"Lightning energy," Ye Chuan explained. "We’ve harnessed the power of lightning. Look at these lights, these devices—they all run on it."
"Mortals have actually achieved this…?" Bai Qianshuang murmured, lost in thought.
If ordinary people could accomplish so much without cultivation… what was the point of their own immortal path?
Had they taken the wrong road?
…
"This is the camera—it captures images," Ye Chuan continued, raising the phone for a selfie. "Come on, strike a cute pose."
Cute?
Bai Qianshuang’s eyes flickered with confusion.
How does one pose cutely?
"Smile?" Ye Chuan suggested.
"Smile…" Her lips curved stiffly upward. Seeing this, Ye Chuan chuckled. "You might as well lift your cheeks with your fingers."
"Oh?" Bai Qianshuang obediently used two fingers to pull her lips into a forced grin.
The sight of her blank expression paired with the finger-assisted smile was oddly endearing.
Seizing the moment, Ye Chuan snapped the photo.
The image froze in time.
"Memory stones," Bai Qianshuang murmured, examining the picture. "It works just like them. Impressive."
But what did this pose have to do with being cute? Her appearance was utterly plain.
"Right? There’s way more it can do."
Ye Chuan opened Douyin (TikTok) and handed the phone to her. "Swipe up if you like a video, swipe down if you don’t. It’s a popular form of entertainment here—think of it as watching plays."
Bai Qianshuang half-understood. After scrolling through a few clips, she frowned.
"Are these recordings real?"
"Some are, some aren’t. Don’t take it too seriously—it’s just for fun," Ye Chuan explained. With AI-generated content becoming more common, he didn’t want her to be misled.
"Mm."
In this regard, Bai Qianshuang resembled an elderly person—everything was new to her, so she needed Ye Chuan to explain each function.
Her favorites turned out to be the messaging app and the camera.
"Back home, memory stones and long-distance communication treasures were rare. Especially memory stones—they had limited uses," she said.
Ye Chuan simply smiled.
"Alright, practice on your own for now. Message me if you need anything."
Bai Qianshuang nodded.
Ye Chuan soon returned to his room, while Bai Qianshuang set the phone aside to meditate.
But after a moment, her eyes fluttered open, drifting back to the device on the table.
"…"
She needed to focus.
A few seconds later…
Her gaze returned to the phone.
"Ye Chuan told me to familiarize myself with it. Delaying cultivation a little won’t hurt," she whispered. "Rushing one’s practice is unwise."
Picking up the phone, she opened the camera.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
She took hundreds of photos of her sword from every possible angle.
Satisfied that the images had saved, she switched to selfie mode. Staring at her reflection in the lens, she lightly poked her cheek.
"What does it mean… to be cute?"
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