In Great Chu, there is a custom that requires one to comb their hair on this day.
Within Huayun Prefecture, Meng Chuan controlled his hair, which was like steel needles, making it stand upright.
After a while, he gave himself a neat buzz cut.
Looking in the mirror, he smiled with satisfaction, feeling it's a farewell to the old and a welcome to the new.
The night practice of pile skill ended, accompanied by a prompt in his mind, Meng Chuan introspected inwardly:
[Taiyi Three Talents Posture: Earth Posture (66%) Awaiting Limit Breaking]
[Limit Breaking Feature: Earth Fiend Treasure Body (Intermediate)]
His gaze shifted to the martial arts firmament.
In the pitch-black night sky, star trails dense like a spider's web were all solidified, connecting 355 stars, ultimately extending to six major orifices at the dome.
Feeling it for a moment, Meng Chuan noticed these star trails were like his meridians, exceedingly flexible.
