Chapter 1957: Soaring Above the Nine Heavens: Qin Hongmian

Mu Wanzheng handed her a mirror, and Qin Hongmian stared at it in shock.

It was a glass mirror.

Compared to the bronze mirrors of this era, this thing was far superior.

This was a red packet sent by Su Xiao; though not a supernatural item, everyone loved it.

To everyone, this scientific creation was simply perfect, perfectly practical.

But Qin Hongmian had no time now to marvel at the origin of this scientific artifact—she stared at her reflection in the mirror, gently rubbed her cheek, and instantly, skin full of youthful collagen appeared.

Like a freshly peeled boiled egg, tender, snowy white, almost like a work of art.

"Wan'er, this—this…"

Mu Wanzheng: "This is the power of the Taixuan Divine Spell. Recite the divine spell, and you gain strength, reverse aging and restore youth. Persist long enough, and you can even become an immortal."

Previously, Qin Hongmian had thought this was some kind of scam; now, she truly believed.

The chat group!

Immortals!

These beings actually exist!

To Qin Hongmian of this era, this was utterly shocking.

"So, your father can also be restored?"

Qin Hongmian asked, her voice trembling.

Mu Wanzheng nodded: "Of course."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hongmian immediately turned to leave.

She sprinted dozens of meters, then ran back and said: "Wan'er, let's go together?"

Mu Wanzheng shook her head: "I won't go. By the way, take this."

As she spoke, a scripture appeared in her hand—the reversed Biexie Sword Art.

"This…" Qin Hongmian was afraid, but when she saw the cultivation requirement—no castration needed, and suitable for both men and women, granting eternal youth—she relaxed.

She sighed and said: "Since you won't go, I'll go first. By the way, Ling'er now knows who her real father is, and she's throwing a tantrum, demanding to run away from home. If you care, you might as well keep her company. Ah, such tragic children."

Her voice faded, and she was gone.

After cultivating the Taixuan Divine Spell once, Qin Hongmian's speed became astonishingly fast.

In just a moment, she arrived at the Zhen Nan Wang Fu.

At that moment, the Zhen Nan Wang Fu was in chaos—women's furious shouts and men's effeminate voices rang out constantly.

As Qin Hongmian leapt into the Wang Fu, she saw Duan Zhengchun pinching his fingers in a flower gesture, quarreling with Dao Bai Feng, while Duan Yu stood to the side, unsure whether to side with one or the other.

"Chun-ge!"

"Hmph!"

Dao Bai Feng saw Qin Hongmian, snorted coldly, and turned her head away.

Duan Zhengchun's expression brightened, astonished: "Hongmian, why are you so beautiful today? Tell me quickly—what's your secret to beauty? I've been worried my skin isn't good enough!"

Dao Bai Feng found this repulsive.

Becoming effeminate was bad enough—now he was really learning to apply makeup, planning to become sisters?

"Chun-ge, I bring good news—you can return to your former self!"

Qin Hongmian recounted Mu Wanzheng's experience.

Dao Bai Feng had still held some hope, but upon hearing Qin Hongmian's nonsense, she was instantly disappointed.

She even suspected Qin Hongmian had gone mad from too much trauma.