"Without practicing cultivation, you're born this way. You just need to eat to grow. I tried to teach you to eat, but your constitution was too poor. You couldn't eat anything, and even if you did, you couldn't digest it. There's nothing I can do," said Han Ling'Er helplessly.
Li Xiu was a bit speechless. Born this way—could she be a child of the divine?
Seeing Li Xiu's frustrated look, Han Ling'Er laughed, "That's why I said we're a bit different. My way of growing isn't suitable for you. Some things can't be forced. Since then, you can learn whatever you want as long as you're happy."
Li Xiu thought about it and realized it was true. Afterward, Han Ling'Er didn't make him eat those strange things anymore, and whatever he wanted to do, she let him, unless he did something wrong. Most of Li Xiu's childhood wishes were fulfilled. Although he had no parents, his childhood was very happy, not tragic at all.
