Peerless Beauty

"Brother Bulang, I don't feel any pain anymore. My whole body feels soft and numb, and my skin is so white..."

Ji Yinyin's excited, delighted voice suddenly came from inside the room.

Ji Hongxue and An Bulang exchanged a glance.

An Bulang said, "If it doesn't hurt anymore, it means your body has recovered. Hongxue, go help Ji Yinyin change."

Ji Hongxue had long been unable to wait. She immediately entered the room, and cries of shock soon rang out from within.

"Oh my heavens!!!"

"Y-You... you're Yinyin?!!"

Then Ji Hongxue shouted again, calling for the maids, "Someone, bring several more basins of hot water!!"

Before long, a basin of pitch-black, foul-smelling water was carried out.

The second basin of hot water was slightly murky as well, and it too was carried out.

Then came the third basin, the fourth basin...

An Bulang muttered to himself, Was she really that obsessed with cleanliness?

At last, the sixth basin of hot water looked no different going in and coming out—clear enough to see the bottom, with flower petals floating on top and a fragrant scent wafting from it.

"Change clothes!" Ji Hongxue shouted again.

Finally, An Bulang had the chance to enter.

He was also quite curious what the Fifth Princess, once incomparably ugly, truly looked like.

Before a huge full-length mirror.

Ji Yinyin stood there prettily, her eyes somewhat vacant with disbelief.

"Who is that person in the mirror? How can she be so beautiful?"

The girl in the mirror wore a pale blue princess gown. Her figure was slender and well-proportioned, and the exposed skin was as fair as soft jade, rosy beneath its whiteness.

Her features were even more flawless: a delicate, lovely oval face, a finely pointed nose, thin pink lips, and clear, lively eyes like a pool of rippling autumn water. Anyone who saw her would have their heart skip a beat.

"Is that really me?"

Ji Yinyin's breathing quickened. When she saw the girl in the mirror lift her lips slightly, she did the same.

Forget Ji Yinyin—Ji Hongxue still had not recovered from the shock.

How could my little sister be so beautiful?!

The girl before her was only fifteen or sixteen. Her chest had not fully developed, and her rear was not particularly curvy, yet her utterly flawless figure, without the slightest trace of excess flesh, and her vibrant air like fresh willow branches in spring, already made one unable to resist falling for her.

Ji Hongxue stared in fascination. That tender skin, so supple it seemed water could be squeezed from it, and that exquisite face without a single flaw made it hard for her to imagine that such a woman could exist in the mortal world. If someone insisted on calling her a Fairy Maiden, probably no one would object.

"The change is actually this great..."

Even An Bulang was distracted for a moment when he saw Ji Yinyin like this.

He knew Ji Yinyin would become beautiful. After all, her family's genes were excellent to begin with—Ji Hongxue was devastatingly beautiful, while Ji Wuye was extraordinarily handsome. No matter how Ji Yinyin grew, she could not possibly turn out badly. Yet he had still underestimated her looks.

Ji Yinyin's genes had already been exceptionally powerful, and with the blessing of her Water-Fire Spiritual Root, plus her cultivation of the Yin-Yang Feather Ascension Art, her appearance and temperament had become even more otherworldly, directly surpassing mortal beauty.

With a face blessed by the heavens like this, crushing every woman in the Azure Kingdom would be no problem at all.

According to the An family's scoring method, Ji Yinyin was at least a ten right now!

Of course, that was out of a hundred.

Ji Yinyin looked at herself in the mirror and broke into a radiant smile, yet two streams of clear tears ran down from the corners of her eyes.

"So... I can be this beautiful too..."

She vividly embodied what it meant for pear blossoms to bear the rain, what it meant to be heartbreakingly delicate.

All of a sudden, her eyes rolled back, darkness filled her vision, and with a "thud," she collapsed to the floor.

"Yinyin!"

"Yinyin..." Ji Hongxue was frightened out of her wits. She hurriedly supported the unconscious girl from the floor and said in panic, "Yinyin, what's wrong? Say something!"

"Don't panic." An Bulang spoke leisurely.

"What happened to her?" Ji Hongxue hurriedly asked.

An Bulang looked at the unconscious, beautiful, captivating girl and said, "She was simply... stunned unconscious by her own beauty."

Ji Hongxue: "???"

Half an hour later.

Ji Yinyin woke from her sleep.

She saw Ji Hongxue, who had stayed by her side the entire time. "Sister."

"Feeling better?" Ji Hongxue asked with a gentle smile.

Ji Yinyin nodded, then suddenly remembered something and cried anxiously, "The mirror, the mirror!"

Ji Hongxue helplessly took out a compact mirror.

The moment Ji Yinyin saw the celestial beauty reflected within, her heart raced. Before she could catch her breath, she fainted again.

Ji Hongxue: "..."

This was truly too much!!

Always fainting from being dazzled by your own beauty—had you ever considered your sister's feelings?!

After some more time.

Ji Yinyin woke up once again.

This time, she looked into the mirror again, as though afraid that becoming beautiful had all been an illusion.

But this time, she narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to blur her vision so that the destructive power of her beauty would be a little weaker.

Very soon, Ji Yinyin became intoxicated by her own beauty capable of toppling kingdoms...

"Sister, where is Brother Bulang?" Ji Yinyin asked.

"He said he was going to take a look around the palace." At the mention of An Bulang, Ji Hongxue showed a helpless expression. "He truly fears neither heaven nor earth. He strolls through the palace as though it were his own backyard."

"The palace was his to begin with. I, Ji Yinyin, belong to him. My palace is his palace."

Ji Yinyin smiled with crescent-shaped eyes, saying it as though it were only natural.

Ji Hongxue: "..."

"By the way, after Brother Bulang saw that I had become beautiful, did he show that he liked me a lot?" Ji Yinyin asked somewhat nervously.

Ji Hongxue was so exasperated by this little sister whose mind was filled entirely with An Bulang that she did not know where to direct her anger.

She gave a light snort. "At first, he was somewhat amazed by you, but he quickly returned to his usual self."

Rather than feeling disappointed, Ji Yinyin became happy when she heard that. "I knew Brother Bulang wasn't that kind of shallow person. I don't want to rely on my looks to win his favor either. As long as I don't hurt his eyes, that's enough! From now on, I'll work twice as hard to make him like me!"

The girl waved her delicate fist, cheering herself on.

Ji Hongxue rubbed her brow and sighed inwardly. Her little sister was probably beyond saving.

The southeastern part of the palace.

An Bulang wandered around at an unhurried pace.

The nearby servants and eunuchs saw An Bulang's handsome face, open manner, and outstanding bearing. One look told them he was some important figure with a formidable background, so none dared step forward to provoke him.

Before long, he arrived at a heavily guarded place.

"Stop! This is a forbidden area of the palace. Unless you possess the king's written decree, no unauthorized person may enter!"

Several well-equipped Imperial Guards blocked An Bulang from continuing onward and spoke coldly.

An Bulang did not stop walking. For some reason, the Imperial Guards blocking him suddenly wore dazed expressions, allowing An Bulang to pass straight through them and continue forward.

He raised his head toward the black tower soaring above the palace and smiled. "So this is the headquarters of the palace cultivators? The place where the Astronomical Bureau observes the heavens? There may not be any Spirit Attunement Realm cultivators, but there are several dozen Profound Body cultivators."

"I wonder, fellow Daoist, what brings you to my Tongtian Tower?"

The doors of Tongtian Tower opened on their own, and an elderly Daoist with an immortal air and a sage-like bearing slowly emerged from within.