Xie Zhaofan was quite satisfied at the time; this was exactly the effect she wanted.
Those familiar with her might still recognize her from certain subtle habits, but if it were just an ordinary passerby who didn't scrutinize her closely at short range, it would be absolutely impossible for them to associate her with the famously renowned Second Young Miss of the Prime Minister’s residence.
Thus, she boldly and confidently leaped over the wall and headed out.
As she walked along the way, there were indeed many people who couldn't help but steal glances at her.
However, most were looking at her attire, which clearly belonged to a man, and her somewhat mismatched yet exceptionally good-looking appearance.
Although the social norms of the Great Zhou weren't so strict that women couldn't even go out on the streets, it was still a rare sight to see a young maiden wandering all over the capital alone in men's clothing.
Xie Zhaofan, however, didn't care in the slightest.
As for things like shame, her skin had long been toughened to a state of perfection by various bosses, clients, and colleagues in modern society.
As long as she wasn't embarrassed, the embarrassment belonged to others.
Furthermore, she wasn't currently doing anything sneaky or wicked; she was strolling the streets openly and honorably, so what was there to worry about?
Occasionally encountering some passing young maidens who looked at her curiously, she would even intentionally wink at them and flash a smile she considered very suave and dashing.
Those young maidens had never seen such a display. They would first freeze for a moment before covering their mouths and giggling; the bolder ones would even turn back to take a few more looks at her.
Seeing this, Xie Zhaofan’s mood improved tremendously, and she fanned herself even more vigorously with her folding fan.
Tsk! This is what life should be.
She stopped and started along the way, having no particular destination. She would pop in to look at anything interesting and stop to taste anything delicious.
The capital was, after all, the most prosperous place in the world. Merchants from all directions gathered here, and food from various regions followed suit.
Xie Zhaofan currently lacked for nothing when it came to physical strength. After walking for over a shichen, she wasn't just far from being tired—not a single drop of sweat had even fallen from her forehead.
On the contrary, her stomach was like a bottomless pit; she had missed almost none of the various specialty snacks along the way.
She had entered pastry shops three times, bought a pile of candies and preserved fruits, tasted a portion of the newly released roasted meat on the street, and even went into a long-established shop said to be from the south to eat nearly half a table's worth of food.
The shopkeeper, watching her sit there alone and eat with great relish, couldn't help but secretly marvel. This young maiden looked slender, yet her appetite was shockingly good.
Only Xie Zhaofan herself knew exactly how ridiculous her current body was.
This was all thanks to Bro System.
Ever since the system strengthened her body, she had discovered that her digestive capacity had completely exceeded the scope of a normal person.
Almost anything she ate would be completely broken down within an extremely short period, converted into trace amounts of energy her body could absorb. It wouldn't accumulate fat like a normal person at all.
Most importantly, it seemed to have a secondary function that made Xie Zhaofan incomparably satisfied.
No need for excretion.
When she first transmigrated over, one of the things she despised most was the condition of the toilets in ancient times.
The simplicity of the toilets was one thing, but the main issue was the lack of convenient hygiene products from modern society; every time she had to solve a physiological problem, it felt like utter agony.
Later, she slowly discovered that after the food residue in the original host's intestines had been completely cleared out by her body, the things she ate afterward never actually came back out as waste.
At first, she was startled, thinking something was wrong with her.
But after observing for a period of time and finding that not only was there no discomfort, but her spirit was getting better and better, she slowly grasped the pattern.
From then on, Xie Zhaofan completely let herself go.
She ate whatever she wanted and as much as she wanted, with absolutely no need to worry about getting fat or having an upset stomach.
Sometimes she even felt that her current body was beginning to evolve toward the legendary Immaculate Physique.
Don't cultivators go through the hardship of secluded cultivation just to finally reach a realm where they are untainted by the dust of the world and unbothered by the impurities of the five grains?
Well, for her, the system had simply arranged it directly.
Thinking of this, Xie Zhaofan could sometimes wake up laughing from her dreams.
In the future, she would always be fragrant and clean, never needing to consider those messy problems again. It was simply the ultimate dream for a lazy person.
“Bro System, love ya.”
Xie Zhaofan fanned herself while humming a little tune she had heard somewhere, her entire gait practically floating.
However, joy was joy; when she felt the clearly shrunken money bag at her waist, the smile on her face still stiffened slightly.
With dozens of taels of private savings plus the allowance Madam Shen usually gave her, it seemed like a lot, but it couldn't withstand this method of eating.
If she continued spending at this rate, she estimated that after two more outings, she would go from a rich young miss to a penniless pauper.
“Sigh.”
Xie Zhaofan couldn't help but sigh.
“I still have to find a way to get some stable income.”
She couldn't rely on Madam Shen’s allowance to support herself forever, right?
But she didn't have any proper business right now, and as the Second Young Miss of the Prime Minister’s residence, it wasn't convenient for her to go out and do business directly. Although the system was heaven-defying, it couldn't conjure silver out of thin air.
The most critical point was that even after wandering around for so long today, the system hadn't lit up once.
Xie Zhaofan observed as she walked. She had looked through jewelry shops, browsed antique stalls, and even hadn't passed over some junk that clearly looked aged.
Yet there was nothing. Let alone a Top-grade Magic Tool, she hadn't even discovered anything slightly special.
“Strange.”
She couldn't help but frown. This capital was a place where merchants from all over the world converged; how could it feel so barren?
Was this world truly a Dharma-Ending Land? Had cultivators completely vanished?
But that didn't make sense either.
She had clearly picked up a Top-grade Magic Tool, the Teal Jade Hairpin, from an ordinary hairpin before. This proved that things belonging to cultivators weren't nonexistent; she just hadn't found the right path yet.
“It seems treasure hunting requires technique as well.”
Xie Zhaofan fanned herself, falling into deep thought. Just then, a voice suddenly drifted from in front of her.
“This benefactor, this poor monk sees that you possess an innate Immaculate Physique and have a predestined connection with Buddha. Would you be willing to take refuge in my Buddha?”
The voice was gentle, yet it seemed to resonate right by her ear.
Xie Zhaofan’s footsteps halted. With her current perception, she hadn't even noticed someone approaching.
In the next moment, a young monk wearing coarse grey cloth robes appeared before her.
The monk didn't look very old, perhaps in his twenties. His clothing was very simple, without a single valuable ornament on him. Yet his features were exceptionally handsome, his eyes clear, and his temperament serene. Standing amidst the crowd, he possessed an indescribable sense of otherworldly detachment.
Xie Zhaofan blinked.
“Huh?”
She reflexively pointed at herself.
“I’m a woman. You want me to take refuge in your Buddha?”
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