Seeing Lin Xian acting so strangely, Zhu Zhuqing leaned in as well.
When the wardrobe opened, a dark Gothic-style dress floated quietly inside. However, it was clearly "modified" by someone with ulterior motives—the hemline had been shortened significantly, revealing far more than intended.
"Here, a little gift for you."
"I… I don't wear skirts…"
"But I think it would suit you perfectly. You don't have to wear it outside—just wear whatever's comfortable at home."
Before she could refuse, Lin Xian had already taken the dress out and placed it in her hands.
Just by touching it, Zhu Zhuqing could tell—this was far beyond ordinary clothing. The texture alone made it worth the 10 gold coins.
Lin Xian then explained how the Myriad World Wardrobe worked.
"Is that really true?"
"Of course. If you're lucky, you can even create clothes with special effects. Actually, I happen to have one like that."
"What kind?"
"It increases attack speed by 5%."
Hearing that, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up. As an agility-attack Spirit Master, she knew how crucial even a slight boost in attack speed could be in battle.
"I can give it to you since I don't need it… but you have to wear it."
As he spoke, Lin Xian's gaze drifted toward her long legs.
Zhu Zhuqing rolled her eyes at him, but after a brief hesitation, she nodded.
To be fair, the outfit did look quite beautiful.
Seeing her agree, Lin Xian immediately took out the Attack Speed thigh-high stockings from his card space.
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at them skeptically. No matter how she looked at them, they seemed like ordinary stockings—could they really have such an effect?
"Don't doubt it. Just try them on."
In the end, she trusted him and went into the bathroom to change.
Lin Xian waited outside, anticipation building.
Before long, the door slowly opened.
He froze.
The Gothic dress fit her perfectly. Every curve of her figure was accentuated flawlessly. The shortened hemline revealed her long legs wrapped in sleek thigh-high stockings, paired with delicate high heels.
It was… stunning.
"Well? Does it look bad?"
"Bad? Not at all! It suits you perfectly!"
Zhu Zhuqing walked to the mirror and saw her reflection. A faint blush appeared on her face—having Lin Xian staring at her like that made it hard to stay composed.
"Do you feel the attack speed increase?"
"Yes… I can feel it. It's very effective."
"Then let me check?"
She didn't resist. After everything they'd already been through, this didn't feel like much.
Of course, Lin Xian was given a very limited "inspection area."
Even so, it was enough for him to thoroughly enjoy the moment.
Smooth.
It felt incredibly smooth.
He almost didn't want to let go.
"Well? Isn't this more comfortable than your usual outfit?"
"…Mm."
Her voice was barely audible, but she still nodded.
"Still, it's not suitable for fighting. I can only wear it at home. And the hem is definitely shorter than it should be…"
The old Zhu Zhuqing would never have worn something like this. She had always been focused solely on cultivation and strength.
But now, things were different.
With Lin Xian by her side, many of her previous burdens had disappeared. She could finally allow herself to enjoy small, beautiful things—like dresses.
What girl doesn't like pretty clothes?
After a while, Zhu Zhuqing approached the wardrobe herself and followed Lin Xian's instructions to create something.
She inserted 15 gold coins.
"What did you make?"
"Something for you. Try it on."
The wardrobe opened, revealing a slim black windbreaker. Its long hem flowed elegantly.
Lin Xian immediately put it on.
It fit perfectly, accentuating his figure without restricting movement.
Standing next to Zhu Zhuqing, the two of them looked strikingly well-matched.
"Not bad. I'll wear this from now on."
"As long as you like it. And don't forget—you still owe me money."
"Do we really need to keep track like that?"
"Of course. I need it to make more clothes."
After some lighthearted banter, Zhu Zhuqing changed back into her usual outfit. The dress was beautiful, but not practical for travel.
Their purpose in the Star Dou Great Forest had been fulfilled—it was time to return.
With Lin Xian now fully recovered, the two quickly made their way back to Soto City.
By evening, they had arrived.
Lin Xian registered for his own Spirit Fighting Badge, and together, they signed up for a two-on-two match.
Their team name: Dark Night Star.
Not long after registering, they were called to the stage.
As they stepped forward, a red-haired fat man in the audience suddenly widened his eyes in shock.
He hurriedly rushed out of the arena.
Before leaving, he turned back for one last confirming glance—
Then disappeared without a word.