Chapter 159: A Great Body With Great Clothes

In the streets of Heaven Dou City.

"Zhuqing, this outfit will look amazing on you." Ning Rongrong dragged Zhu Zhuqing into a clothing store. From the exterior, it was clear that the prices inside were likely quite high. As soon as Ning Rongrong entered, she excitedly pulled out a silk camisole dress from a hidden corner—a dress she had always wanted to wear but felt unworthy of.

"How do you even wear this?" Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, looking at the silky camisole dress in Ning Rongrong's hand. She couldn't imagine who had designed such a thing.

"Don't worry, Zhuqing, you'll look stunning in this."

Ning Rongrong handed her the dress and reassured her, "Relax. I come here often. The owner of this shop is a socialite who specializes in women's fashion. No men will be here, and the glass windows are one-way. You can see out, but no one can see in. So, just try it on!" As she spoke, Ning Rongrong pushed Zhu Zhuqing into the dressing room. She also picked out a cute princess-style outfit for herself and entered another dressing room.

Beautiful clothes, no matter the world, always have a strong appeal to women.

Although Ning Rongrong went into the dressing room after Zhu Zhuqing, she was the first to come out.

"Rongrong, do people really wear things like this?" Zhu Zhuqing's voice came from inside the dressing room, trembling slightly, clearly not at ease.

"Of course! These are the favorite outfits of noblewomen. They're perfect for someone with your figure. Come out and let me see, Zhuqing." Ning Rongrong conveniently ignored the fact that most of the clothing in this store was meant for adult women, with only a few outfits in the cute princess style like hers.

Finally, after much urging, Zhu Zhuqing opened the door and stood timidly at the entrance, visibly uncomfortable. She kept fidgeting with her hands, clearly trying to ease her anxiety.

"Oh my, Zhuqing, you look... unbelievable." Ning Rongrong's mouth dropped open slightly. The previously tight leather outfit had clearly restricted her figure, but this new outfit—wow.

Zhu Zhuqing still had her cat ears on, but that wasn't the focus. The real eye-catcher was the deep cleavage formed below her collarbone, which was further accentuated by a shining jewel, drawing everyone's attention. The camisole dress was originally meant as sleepwear, and the high slit on the skirt revealed her snow-white legs.

Ning Rongrong glanced down at her own cute princess dress and suddenly felt dissatisfied. Despite being the same age, with her even being a bit older, the difference between them was glaringly obvious.

In the battle between cute and sexy, there was no contest.

"No way, Zhuqing. Today I'm giving you a complete makeover. You're not using your full potential." Ning Rongrong was almost frustrated, feeling like Zhuqing's body was going to waste. She wasn't trying to enhance her allure; instead, she was focused on the wrong things.

Even in a world with limited production capabilities and creativity, the aristocracy still used 99% of their resources for enjoyment.

By the end of the afternoon, Zhu Zhuqing's storage ring was packed with at least ten different outfits of various styles. There were skirts, dresses, form-fitting clothes, and more suggestive ones. She also acquired many accessories, including headpieces, shoes, and necklaces—far too many to count.

"Rongrong, isn't this a bit too much?" Zhu Zhuqing was still hesitant, as this world of fashion was unfamiliar and a bit overwhelming for her.

"Don't worry. It's just us girls. No men will take advantage of you. You'll just wear these clothes for our sisters. When we get back, let Dugu Yan see what true beauty looks like."

Zhu Zhuqing looked down silently, recalling that all the women in her Zhu family were similarly endowed—just that she and her sister were especially outstanding.

Suddenly, they were attacked.

"Watch out!"

A white mist came rushing toward them. Zhu Zhuqing reacted quickly, pulling the excited Ning Rongrong close and holding her breath, remaining on high alert against the sudden assault from a black-clad figure.

Before they knew it, they had wandered into a quiet street, and with the evening approaching, there were few people around.

"Who are you? Why are you attacking us?" Zhu Zhuqing asked sharply, her soul power surging as she prepared for battle.

The black-clad figure said nothing but advanced toward them with blood-red spirit power glowing ominously. Scarlet vines shot out toward them, full of strange and unpredictable movements. Zhu Zhuqing was about to use her fourth spirit skill to escape but hesitated when she thought about Ning Rongrong. If she evaded the vines, Ning Rongrong would be left in danger.

"Retreat."

Ning Rongrong, who had experienced many battles, quickly overcame her initial panic and followed Zhu Zhuqing's command, retreating into an alley.

Behind his mask, the black-clad man smiled. This was precisely the situation he had wanted, trapping them in the alley with no escape as the tall walls ahead blocked their way.

"This must be the culprit behind the recent attacks. Zhuqing, what do we do now?" Ning Rongrong asked, her voice tense.

"We call for help, of course." Seeing the opponent's control over the vines, Zhu Zhuqing could tell they were dealing with a formidable foe.

"Got it."

Ning Rongrong quickly abandoned her pride as a spirit master and cupped her hands around her mouth to shout: "Help! There's a murderer here! Help us!"

The masked man was taken aback. This wasn't supposed to happen. Her unexpected scream had caught him off guard. In his mind, there was supposed to be a fight where he would win. But Ning Rongrong's voice was unexpectedly loud, and soon, he could sense people heading toward them.

The masked man realized he had no choice but to flee, leaving with a parting threat: "Next time, you won't be able to escape."

"Ha! Good luck with that," Ning Rongrong taunted, as the black-clad man felt his defeat keenly.

His carefully laid plans had been ruined by a simple shout. What an unfortunate day for him. Zhu Zhuqing's swift reaction had caught him off guard. If not for that, he would've succeeded.

(End Of Chapter)