Time flowed on, and in the blink of an eye, two days passed quietly.
Outside the gates of the Falling Cloud Sect, the Nine Dragons Warship spanned the void, radiating a formidable aura.
Mo Shang, Jinlin, Zhou Yichen, Shi Hao, and Lu Sheng wore matching tailored black suits, each with a red corsage pinned to his chest.
That was right—suits. As for where they had come from, naturally, they had been produced by Jinlin, the king of ideas.
As cultivators, all of them had top-notch figures and looks. In suits, they appeared even more dashing!
As a woman, Jiang Shuyu did not wear a suit. Instead, she wore an exquisite black evening gown that gave her an air of nobility and elegance...
"Brother Mo Shang, does it look good?" Jiang Shuyu examined the novel outfit she was wearing and asked Mo Shang.
"It looks good. My Shuyu looks good in anything..." Mo Shang nodded, smiling.
It was not that Mo Shang was wearing rose-tinted glasses. Jiang Shuyu's looks and figure were both first-rate; she truly looked good in anything...
"Brother Jinlin, where did these clothes come from? They look pretty good, but they seem inconvenient for fighting..." Shi Hao looked himself up and down, his expression filled with curiosity.
"When the system deals its cards, only premium goods come out. Don't worry, it won't affect your fighting..." Jinlin said with a smile.
"System? Is that the person who makes clothes?" Shi Hao looked utterly confused.
"Uh, you could say that..."
Jinlin froze for a moment and did not explain further. With the difference in culture, it was difficult for him to explain what the word "system" meant.
"The clothes look pretty good, but why does the writing on my red flower say Happy Jelly? What does that mean?" As the