"It's okay." Zhang Ze held Xiangxiang's small hand, his mind flowing, a colorless light appeared, and a dharma method emerged in Xiangxiang's mind.

Xiangxiang instinctively began to operate this dharma method, and in the blink of an eye, her hand started to transform into semi-transparency.

"Eh?" Xiangxiang sat up straight, curiously observing her right hand. She reached out her left hand to touch it, and her left hand passed through unimpeded.

Some kind of transformation completed between entity and projection.

"How's it, are you still worried?" Zhang Ze leaned on the cushion, asking with a playful smile.

"How did you do it!" Xiangxiang exclaimed with excitement.

Zhang Ze pondered for a moment, "Hmm... I found my own 'Tao', this is just a superficial application of it.

"Probably because I'm not yet proficient, this ability only works when I'm close by, if you're far away, you won't be able to change back... Also, try not to do dangerous things, I will stop you."

Zhang Ze lightly coughed as a reminder.

At this moment, Xiangxiang got an idea, she extended her right hand into the projection of her left hand and attempted to operate the dharma method to restore the projection, wanting to see what would happen. However, it was like gears jamming, it couldn't change back, obviously Zhang Ze had done something.

Xiangxiang playfully stuck out her tongue, then climbed onto Zhang Ze, "Hehe, I won't dare next time, don't punish me."

Feeling the touch on his chest, Zhang Ze suddenly thought of having a meeting again.

But before there was time to act, Xiangxiang got up and left from above him.

Her graceful figure in the golden light had a different kind of beauty, so sacred that it made people want to desecrate it.

"Don't rush, there's one more question." Xiangxiang patted Zhang Ze's thigh.

"Your 'Tao' is so amazing, being able to convert between virtual and real, why not make me a body that's invincible in the world, the kind that progresses a thousand miles a day in cultivation, with Supreme Bone all over, veins opening to Flying Ship, Divine Sense stronger than city walls..."

Although joking, there was some sincerity in her words, most of her regrets were related to her inability to cultivate.

In times when she was alone, she had thought of many 'ifs', but never reached an outcome.

Zhang Ze knew this matter, but watching Xiangxiang make demands like reciting dishes, his expression turned strange.

"Why do you think you're unable to cultivate?" Zhang Ze suddenly asked in return.

Xiangxiang pretended to be angry at Zhang Ze, "What else could it be? Because my talent is too poor, oh hurry up, hurry up, give me invincible talent, I want to defeat everyone!"

Her coquetry was so white and delicate that Zhang Ze found it hard to resist.

After silently reciting several times, 'A heart as clear as ice, unafraid of the sky falling', Zhang Ze held Xiangxiang's hand.

"Do you think it's possible your inability to practice Immortal Technique isn't because your talent is poor, but because you're not an Eastern Continent person."

"I... Eh?!!!" Xiangxiang looked at Zhang Ze in shock.

Zhang Ze didn't release Xiangxiang's hand, a blue-white circular battle pattern appeared on the back of Zhang Ze's hand and spread towards Xiangxiang through his fingers.

It's a Secret Technique from the Barbarian Tribe, a method to open mind for the young.

Xiangxiang, "How is this possible? I... I'm not black either?"

Zhang Ze's expression became more bizarre, "Yes, because you're not black, that's why no one thought about it."

Xiangxiang's lineage was peculiar. When she was a child and didn't remember anything, she was adopted by an old woman, her parents' identities unknown, and amidst the chaos of the Ten Kingdoms, there was nowhere to search.

And because she wasn't black enough, coupled with the tense relations between regions at that time, nobody thought in that direction.

Everyone believed she was just a girl with a special physique from the Eastern Continent.

Xiangxiang, "..."

After a long silence, Xiangxiang again pounced on Zhang Ze, not knowing whether to laugh or be angry, her feelings about this matter were quite complicated now, so she started nibbling at Zhang Ze.

"Bite you to death, bite you to death..."

Faced with Xiangxiang's attack, Zhang Ze did not immediately counter, but looked towards Junior Sister.

Junior Sister had long been awake, her ears perked high, constantly listening.

Seemingly aware of Zhang Ze's gaze, she trembled slightly, but did not turn around and continued hugging the quilt pretending to sleep.

Zhang Ze extended his large hand, refining the quilt in an instant, he pulled Junior Sister's arm, drawing her into his embrace.

"Stop sleeping, get up and join the fun."

"Hmm!"