(please note that this chapter and the chapter after hasn't gone through any editing or revision, please pardon any mistakes found as i will return to fix all mistakes the moment i am feeling better. thanks <3)
The next morning after thinking and overthinking everything, Xueyao decided not to care anymore. She rose from her bed as early as possible, dressed in one of her simple immortal gowns and wrapped her long hair into a tight messy bun in an attempt to hide the white strands and tips of her hair.
She wondered how long her hair was going to be like that, although it felt like an addition in terms of beauty but it was a slightly embarrassing thing to have in the immortal realm as it could be easily interpreted for a grave mental decline and falling off the ladder of cultivation and spiritual essence.
