"You answered calmly... just an experiment, requiring one strand of your hair."
"Hearing this, the Secret Cultivator's tense body relaxed slightly. She was about to lean forward, but suddenly thought of another question."
"She asked again... 'Then why don't you pull out your own hair?'"
"My hair's too short, hard to pull out. Hurry up, don't waste time."
"Your tone was filled with impatience."
"Ultimately, the Secret Cultivator leaned her head forward and consoled herself inwardly... it's just a strand of hair, this is all for crossing the 'River of Two Judgments,' finding the 'God of Justice,' nothing too serious."
"You swiftly yanked a long strand of hair from the Secret Cultivator's head."
"You..."
"Requesting a strand of hair? Could it be that he wants to test whether the hair's weight can float on the water, thereby deducing the source of danger in the 'River of Two Judgments'?"