Phantylia's Transformation, Ultimate Charm!

Phantylia lay on the floating soft couch, his gaze unfocused.

Gazing at the flowing star map projection on the dome.

The simulated stars seemed to come alive, swirling and flowing in her pupils, weaving together into a mesmerizing illusion.

The extreme experience she had just had brought her not only physical tremors, but also a pure and vast torrent of power that far exceeded her imagination.

It was continuously gushing out from the depths of the soul contract, reshaping every inch of her flesh and blood.

The feeling of this surge of power was so clear, so rapid!

It even made Phantylia feel a slight sense of dizziness.

It was as if the entire level of life was undergoing a leap.

She closed her eyes slightly, feeling the primal power within her body, which, nourished by this external force, became more refined and profound.

She even vaguely touched upon the edge of a higher level of rules that she had never perceived before.

An unprecedented sense of power filled her mind and body, dispelling her unease and hesitation, leaving only the purest intoxication with power.

Phantylia slowly opened her eyes, her gaze now clear, but beneath that clarity lay a bottomless satisfaction and an almost devout fervor.

She turned her head and looked at the tall figure by the porthole.

Lin Hai stood with his hands behind his back in front of the huge arched porthole, outside which stretched a vast and boundless real sea of stars.

His aura seemed to be becoming increasingly restrained, but upon closer inspection, one could discover that beneath that calm lay a power more vast than the stars and more profound than a black hole.

Each deep resonance with his contractor is like a tempering and expansion of his own origin, causing his power to continue to grow at an incredible speed.

Seemingly sensing her gaze, Lin Hai turned around, his eyes falling on Huanlong, who exuded a bewitching Phantylia, on the soft couch.

He beckoned to her. "Come here."

Without the slightest hesitation, Phantylia slid off the soft couch like a cat summoned by its master.

Without even straightening her slightly disheveled nightgown, she walked barefoot to Lin Hai's side.

She didn't speak, but obediently pressed her soft body against him, gently rubbing her cheek against his arm hanging at his side.

It emitted soft, contented whimpers, its posture incredibly docile.

Lin Hai reached out, his fingertips brushing against her purple hair that fell over her shoulders, and suddenly asked:

"You can change your appearance, right?"

Phantylia was slightly taken aback, then looked up and obediently replied, "Yes, Master, I can simulate the aura and appearance of any creature I've ever seen."

She paused, then added, "As long as the energy level doesn't exceed mine by much, it can be simulated perfectly."

"Um."

Lin Hai nodded, lifting her chin with his fingers and carefully examining her alluring face, a deep meaning flashing in his eyes, "Become like Tingyun."

"Tingyun?"

The surprise in Phantylia's eyes deepened.

She was a ferryman from the Xianzhou Luofu Sky-Faring Commission, a Foxian girl with a gentle temperament and elegant manners.

She didn't understand why Lin Hai suddenly made this request, but she would not disobey her master's orders in the slightest.

"Yes, Master."

Phantylia closed his eyes, and a subtle change began to occur in his aura.

The eerie aura that once belonged to the Lord Ravager faded away, replaced by a fresh, gentle, and subtly scholarly spiritual charm.

She adjusted her posture slightly, her bones made a soft cracking sound, and her facial features softened considerably.

The purple hair gradually changed.

A pair of fluffy fox ears materialized on the top of its head, trembling slightly with its breath.

The most amazing thing was her eyes; when she opened them again, they had turned into a pair of clear, watery, light gold eyes, carrying a hint of innocence and curiosity.

In the blink of an eye, standing before Lin Hai was no longer the alluring and dangerous Lord Ravager, Phantylia, but the gentle and charming Foxian girl Tingyun.

Lin Hai scrutinized Tingyun intently, from her slightly trembling fox ears to her clear, bright eyes, and the natural gentle and graceful aura she exuded.

Phantylia's illusionary techniques were indeed exquisite, reaching a level of realism that was indistinguishable from reality.

But Lin Hai could clearly sense that beneath this flawless exterior lay Phantylia's ambitious soul core.

An extreme contrast.

A combination of innocent appearance and eerie nature, a blend of gentle demeanor and inner fervor.

This created an indescribable, forbidden allure, arousing a unique interest in him.

"Very good." Lin Hai's voice deepened, carrying obvious satisfaction.

Tingyun, or rather Phantylia, tilted her head slightly, her light golden eyes swirling with a seductive mix of flattery and probing.

She spoke in Tingyun's soft, sweet voice, using words that were definitely not Tingyun's.

"Master... do you like me like this? If Master is willing... Phantylia can serve you well in this form..."

Lin Hai reached out and gently ran his fingertips across Tingyun's smooth cheek, feeling the touch that was different from Phantylia's.

"That depends on your performance."

Upon hearing Phantylia, Tingyun, who was actually Huanlong, shone with an even more intense light in her light golden eyes.

"Phantylia... Tingyun couldn't ask for more. I will do my utmost to please my master."

Inside the lounge, starlight flowed, reflecting two distinct auras—one real, one fake, one internal, one external—that miraculously blended together to create an ambiguous and dangerous atmosphere.

Lin Hai pushed open the sensor door to the lounge and returned to the core control room of the Herta Space Station.

The room remained quiet, with only the faint hum of the instruments.

The Herta sat in a specially made command chair, his back to him, intently staring at the dozens of light screens floating in front of him.

However, just as Lin Hai approached, before he could even speak, the Herta rang out without turning its head.

"That was pretty exciting!"

Lin Hai paused slightly, raised an eyebrow, walked behind her chair, placed his hands on the back of the chair, and leaned close to her ear.

"Oh? How did you know? Could it be... that our Ms. Herta has a voyeuristic tendency?"

The Herta finally turned his chair around and looked up at him.

"Spying? No need. The entire space station is an extension of my senses. Abnormal energy fluctuations, changes in vital signs, even... nothing escapes my eyes."

Upon hearing this, Lin Hai gently twirled a strand of her hair with his fingertips, his tone probing.

"Speaking of which... I almost turned Phantylia into your likeness just now..." He carefully observed her expression, "Would you... mind?"

The Herta's expression remained completely unchanged, not even a flicker in his eyes, as if he had heard nothing more than a perfectly ordinary assumption.

"Mind? Why would I mind?" She paused, then added, "This kind of question involves very weak moral constraints, but I've never valued those kinds of moral constraints."

"So... my great scientist, are you interested in putting aside this data for now, and... seeking some primal pleasure?"

The Herta met his gaze, its eyes still clear, but it raised its hand and gently pressed its fingers against his approaching lips.

"My schedule clashes. Tonight, after 11 PM standard time, is the time to pursue ultimate pleasure, but not now."

After speaking, she turned around and refocused her attention on the vast ocean of data before her.