After coaxing the weary and labor-ridden Queen Mother of the West, who had passed through a life and death trial, to sleep, Jiang Lu quietly lifted the quilt and jumped down from the bed.
He approached the dressing table and contemplated his reflection in the mirror.
At this moment, he appeared just like a normal kindergarten child—someone you could call a premium male toddler.
Although the strangeness inherent to his current body was still a bit too conspicuous, giving off a faintly alien vibe, at least to Jiang Bao, if hidden in the loose legs of trousers, it wouldn't be noticeable.
The bad news was that, at least until he grew up, Jiang Lu wouldn't be able to wear jeans again.
But the good news was that jeans weren't popular in the Three Pure Realms, not to mention non-existent, and Jiang Lu didn't wear them anyway, so there was no need to worry about this.
"Uh... It seems to have really worked, I must continue to cultivate tomorrow."
Jiang Lu nodded in satisfaction.