"What a sin! How do I trial this golden finger?"
Looking at herself in the mirror, Ding Yun truly felt like crying without tears. The costume was too embarrassing. Forget wearing it normally, she wouldn't even dare to wear it to a cosplay convention.
One has to accept aging.
It's not that the elderly can't pursue beauty.
But one shouldn't go too far.
This bright golden mini-skirt clearly fell into the category of "too far."
Then, Ding Yun wasn't in a hurry to test what magic or abilities she'd gain after transforming. Instead, she first started tentatively trying to take off her clothes, wanting to see if she could remove her transformed attire, change into other clothes, and whether she'd still possess her abilities after changing.
As for the results, she could only say she was very disappointed.
The previous purple pointed hat and magic robe came off easily. However, the bright golden mini-skirt on her seemed stuck to her skin, refusing to come off at all.
Ding Yun tried several times and found she couldn't remove it.
She quickly accepted this fact.
And then, she began experimenting with what magic she had.
But no matter how much Ding Yun used her mental power to operate the transformation device in her hand, the device showed no further changes, nor did she emit any magical attacks. She was like a muggle.
After this experiment, Ding Yun naturally didn't think the transformation device was broken or that the golden finger was inherently like this.
So, she quickly took out the manual again.
As expected, the manual had changed.
From "Magic Fairy Transformation Device Manual"
It had become the "Compendium of Magical Arts."
The original one-page manual had transformed into a magic arts compendium over two meters tall, truly embodying the saying "a prolific writer's works are as tall as their body." The thickness of this compendium far exceeded Ding Yun's current height, making it awe-inspiring.
It was the kind of thing that made you want to give up the moment you saw it.
From beginner to abandoning, it was probably like this.
"I originally thought this transformation device was just a matter of embarrassment and awkwardness. I didn't expect it to be an academic issue. Just looking at it is overwhelming, let alone learning it, or even reciting it by heart!"
Ding Yun's heart sank by more than half upon seeing this compendium of magical arts. Because if she remembered correctly, magic incantations had to be memorized.
After all, one couldn't face an enemy.
And then spend half an hour flipping through a book before chanting the spell.
A two-meter-thick book, if it were all spells, she'd probably either die from memorizing it, or live another hundred years to completely recite the entire book of spells.
Either choice would likely be agonizing.
And let's not forget, this transformation device had two modes. She had only chosen the magic mode, and the fairy mode hadn't been activated yet. Who knows how many immortal arts or other things she'd have to memorize for the fairy mode.
No matter how she looked at it, Ding Yun felt that trying out this device was far more difficult and troublesome than fulfilling the original owner's wish. She'd probably have to live many more years in this world.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to complete this trial mission.
Next, of course, was flipping through the compendium of magical arts, and then with a headache, putting the book away again.
She chose to transform into fairy mode again.
And similarly, she first looked at her appearance.
Then she looked at the changes in the manual.
The fairy transformation attire seemed more acceptable. Although it didn't quite match the original owner's appearance, it wasn't as shockingly ostentatious as the bright golden mini-skirt. It could even be勉强 called a Hanfu-style fairy dress.
The reason it didn't match wasn't that the outfit was unattractive.
It was because the original owner was old and hadn't maintained herself well.
Her appearance and demeanor weren't great.
She believed that with some effort in the future, it would improve.
She didn't expect to look like a fairy, but maybe something like the old mother of Lishan or Bodhisattva Pílán Pó had some hope.
As for the change in the manual.
The resulting Compendium of Immortal Arts Incantations was not any thinner than the Compendium of Magical Arts.
It was even more exaggerated.
Because the Compendium of Magical Arts was purely text and images, while the Compendium of Immortal Arts Incantations, in addition to being over two meters tall and containing text and images, also included a 108-hour video.
It detailed various incantations.
And what hand seals to form...
For example, the "Bountiful Rain Seal" wasn't effective just by mimicking a hand seal from a picture. Before forming the seal, there was a specific process of hand movements. This might not be fully learned from the picture description, so the manual thoughtfully provided a video, which was only slightly inferior to hands-on teaching.
Absolutely thoughtful, fearing the user wouldn't learn.
Compared to this, transforming into a fairy was even more troublesome.
There was more to learn.
Ding Yun suddenly felt like she hadn't gotten a transformation device golden finger to play with, but rather two extremely difficult special tutorials that she *had* to master.
It was truly making things difficult for her.
Her body was already old, and she still had to study.
So, upon realizing this, Ding Yun only roughly learned a dust-removing spell and cleaned the entire room in her fairy state before exiting the transformation mode. She started preparing dinner and waiting for her grandson to return.
Learning could wait for now.
She'd deal with the ungrateful daughter and disgusting ex-husband first.
Then she'd have time to study slowly.
After all, the two books combined, exceeding four meters in thickness, wouldn't be learned in a short time. She'd just put them aside for now.
Tomorrow after tomorrow, she'd take her time.
She had time to procrastinate.
After all, she had immortal arts and magic now.
Was she afraid of not living long or not living enough?
An hour later, Ding Yun's dinner was ready. Logically, her grandson should have been home by now, as he was only in third grade and got out of school around four or five in the afternoon.
But Ding Yun waited and waited, even standing at the door and looking out for half an hour, but her grandson didn't return.
She called the teacher.
The teacher said the child had already been picked up by his mother.
She then called her daughter Liu Lan:
"Where did you pick Huanhuan up? You're not bringing her back to eat and do homework this late at night. What do you want?"
Before Liu Guoding was released from prison, Liu Lan would basically take the child home after school, whether it was lunchtime or evening. After Liu Guoding was released and found her, she stopped bringing the child home at noon. Instead, she'd make do with a meal at the hospital, both to take care of her father and to help with her child's homework.
Although Liu Lan dropped out of high school,
Her son was only in third grade.
So she could still tutor him.
There was no place to sleep at the hospital at night, so she picked up the child in the evening and brought him directly to the original owner's place.
She would continue to care for her father at the hospital, sometimes returning, sometimes not, depending entirely on her father's condition.
This had been the case for a while now.
That's why Ding Yun questioned her so unceremoniously.
"She's with my dad. Dad said he might not live much longer and wants to spend more time with Huanhuan. Huanhuan never met her maternal grandfather since she was born, so it's good for them to get to know each other.
I don't want Huanhuan to be unfilial when she grows up.
It's also a chance for him to show filial piety!
Is there anything else? If not, I'm hanging up. We won't be back tonight. I can't leave Dad alone, so I can't!"
On the other end of the phone, Liu Lan said with a sense of righteous indignation.