"People can be horrible and cruel," Xu Lu whispered softly under her breath. She opened her mouth and slowly inhaled before letting out the stored air from her lungs.
The voice in her mind got a bit softer and then disappeared. The saintess focused on her breathing and did not move from the spot.
There was no easy fix for her current problem.
Possessing the original Xu Lu's body meant that she also inherited her lack of self-esteem and her hatred and fear about her appearance.
The saintess continued her walk towards the back of the sect and tried to take her mind off her current worries.
Maybe she could take up a hobby?
Cultivating and practicing her combat skills every day without rest wasn't exactly healthy for her mental state.
Should she take up something? But what?
Xu Lu looked around thoughtfully as she tried to think about different activities that could be relaxing and help her to destress.
Swimming?
