CHAPTER 54: CHAPTER 54: THERE’S A REACTION

Chen Guan looked at Ji Nanhong with a face full of confusion, not understanding what she was talking about.

In this era where everyone is engaged in cultivation, basically everyone practices, but not everyone has the talent, and not everyone is willing to risk their lives.

So while everyone is cultivating, most are not primarily engaged in hunting Secret Spirits.

Most ordinary people have their main professions and use the money they earn to exchange for cultivation resources.

Chen Yulian also practices and is now a Second Awakening Cultivator, but her main profession is not hunting Secret Spirits; she is a makeup artist.

Regardless of the era, the nature of women loving beauty does not change. In fact, men also love beauty, just not as intensely as women show it.

Due to the emergence of new materials produced from various Secret Realms, the development of cosmetics has been rapid, with various products almost leaving no makeup traces while making people more beautiful.

Chen Guan couldn’t understand, is a makeup artist such an ordinary profession as great as Ji Nanhong says? And why should he feel inferior about such a legitimate occupation?

Seeing Chen Guan’s expression, Ji Nanhong thought he was uncomfortable because she had checked his family situation and quickly explained, "I didn’t mean anything bad, I just wanted to know more about you."

"Hmm." Chen Guan nodded slightly.

Seeing Chen Guan silent, Ji Nanhong continued, "You really don’t need to deliberately hide your aunt’s profession. I have no taboo about these things, and I think being a Funeral Director is also a very great profession, giving the dead their final dignity and respect as the last sender in life. It’s proof of her excellence that your aunt, as a woman, can be at the top in this industry."

"Funeral Director?" Chen Guan stared blankly at Ji Nanhong: "What are you talking about? My mom is a makeup artist, not a Funeral Director."

Ji Nanhong was also taken aback for a moment, then immediately understood: "Right, saying she’s a makeup artist isn’t wrong either. Your aunt put a lot of thought into this, she is truly good to you, but now that you are an adult, you should be able to understand her."

Chen Guan frowned slightly, understanding what Ji Nanhong meant: "You mean, my mom is a makeup artist for the deceased?"

"It’s not just makeup. If the body is incomplete, it requires stitching, bone assembling, appearance restoration, and so on. A woman doing this work, and better than men, she is really exceptionally outstanding," Ji Nanhong said seriously.

"So that’s the kind of makeup artist she is." Chen Guan realized that what Ji Nanhong could find out was probably not wrong. Now that he thought about it, Chen Yulian had never taken him to her workplace, probably fearing it would scare him.

Moreover, the reputation of a Funeral Director is indeed not great, and many people avoid industries dealing with the dead.

"Mom really doesn’t have it easy." Chen Guan sighed.

The two wandered until after five, returned home for dinner, and Chen Guan did not bring up Chen Yulian’s occupation. Since she hadn’t mentioned it herself, Chen Guan didn’t want to be the one to spill the beans.

Chen Yulian wanted to invite Ji Nanhong to stay overnight, but Ji Nanhong, having other matters, had to leave immediately to another place, so she had to go.

Chen Guan saw Ji Nanhong out, noticing an off-road vehicle parked outside the door. A woman dressed like a secretary in a professional suit, with an indiscernible age and a hint of an Eastern teacher vibe, opened the car door to let Ji Nanhong in, then circled to the other side, glancing at Chen Guan as she opened the door before getting in.

Ji Nanhong lowered the window to wave goodbye to Chen Guan, who watched the off-road vehicle leave before turning back home.

Inside the vehicle, the woman turned to scrutinize Ji Nanhong and said, "Nanhong, are you really planning to be with this man?"

"Why not?" Ji Nanhong smiled.

"His background and abilities are so far from yours, what do you see in him?" the woman asked, puzzled.

"I’m attracted because he’s good-looking," Ji Nanhong said.

"Looks can’t be used as food," said the woman.

"If looks couldn’t be used as food, why did the ancients come up with the term ’feast for the eyes’?" Ji Nanhong joked.

"I don’t mean that; I just think it’s better to find a man you can rely on, otherwise life will be very tiring, needing to rely on oneself for everything, with no sturdy shoulder to lean on when tired or facing difficulties. Besides, I don’t think he’s that good-looking; just an average boy. There are many more who are better-looking, with stronger backgrounds and abilities. Don’t rush to make a decision," the woman continued to advise.

"You don’t understand. This one is exceptional. If I don’t secure him now, who knows which woman might snatch him away in the future," Ji Nanhong said seriously. "No matter what the future holds, his best years belong to me now."

"Is he really that good? I don’t see it," the woman stared at Ji Nanhong in a daze, not understanding why it seemed like Ji Nanhong gained an advantage by being with Chen Guan.

With Ji Nanhong’s looks, background, and abilities, she could find any kind of man she wanted, there’s no need to hurry.

Ji Nanhong smiled without speaking, but thought to herself: "You just don’t appreciate it; you haven’t seen Chen Guan after he’s groomed his eyebrows, otherwise, you wouldn’t say this."

Of course, she wouldn’t tell the woman; after all, a woman is just a woman.

Chen Guan’s eyebrows grew quickly, returning to their original state after only two or three days, so to maintain their shape, daily grooming was required.

In the middle of the night, when no one was around, Chen Guan went to an unpopulated forest outside the city and summoned the Great Black Celestial Demon God Statue in a secluded spot.

The Great Black Celestial Demon God Statue was too tall to summon indoors without piercing the roof, so he had to find a secluded outdoor spot.

Looking at the Great Black Celestial Demon God Statue’s demon-like body, Chen Guan activated the Spirit of the Cheerleaders and showered it with praise.

Calling it the strongest deity in the world, the god within gods, the demon among demons, the strongest Secret Spirit in the heavens and earth, and using various poems he knew, but the Great Black Celestial Demon God Statue showed little reaction, almost negligible.

"What kind of motivation can provoke a response?" Chen Guan pondered deeply but couldn’t come up with anything, resorting to throwing out every compliment he could think of.

Realizing the need for more resources, Chen Guan regretted not reading more, finding it difficult to even praise others.

At a loss, Chen Guan took out his phone, searched online, and began reading aloud sentences written by others.

"Ah! You are the most magnificent creation of the Creator..."

"Though the world has countless Secret Spirits, you alone are my one and only."

"Your beauty is unparalleled... Even the most charming flower in the world cannot compare to one-tenth of you... You are the woman of women... the supreme among the married women... even a Celestial Immortal descending would pale in comparison..." Chen Guan recited for a while and realized this line was used by playboys to seduce secluded wives, which he read by rote.

Just as he wanted to move to the next line, he suddenly noticed the Great Black Celestial Demon God suddenly reacted.