In the world of cosmic cultivation, there was one dark, embarrassing secret that even Rank 8 Star Lords and Half-Step Rank 9 Ancestors never dared to speak out loud.
Once a cultivator reached the Golden Core or Nascent Soul realm, regrowing a lost finger or healing a broken bone was easy.
However, hair loss was a completely different nightmare!
When old monsters spent five thousand years sitting in caves burning their blood essence, overheating their cranial meridians with violent Star Qi, and staying up for centuries worrying about heavenly tribulations, the fiery Yang Qi rushing to the tops of their skulls scorched their hair follicles into barren desert sand!
No ordinary healing pill could fix a Star-Qi-scorched scalp. Across the Orion-Jade Spiral Arm, eight out of ten ancient Sect Ancestors were secretly as bald as peeled watermelons underneath their tall jade crowns and illusion veils!
And right now, inside the studio car of Engine #1, Pei Xuan was smiling as he looked at the freshly fused recipe glowing inside his Fusion Cube:
Up on the 8K Holographic Sky-Screen spanning four hundred solar systems, Hong Ling held up the emerald-green jade shampoo bottle while Abacus Su wheeled out a barber’s chair into the middle of the stage.
