Beautiful Girl Transformation! Secretary Wang Dong'er? Maid Ma Xiaotao?

(Beautiful image of Wang Dong'er)

Doesn't this completely crush the Tang Sect's so-called Mystic Heaven Treasure Record?

Tang San's Tang Sect techniques, when it came down to it, were derived from Taoist arts; compared to the authentic Jade Void Technique, it was like a disciple meeting the grandmaster.

Lin Ye suppressed the urge to begin cultivating immediately, carefully reviewing the information on the technique in his mind before lying down, satisfied.

He would study it properly after returning from the soul hunt.

The next day, just as the sky began to brighten, Lin Ye and Wang Dong'er set off.

The two left Shrek City, walked along the main road heading south for a distance, and then turned into a secluded path.

Dense woods lined both sides of the road. As the morning breeze blew, the leaves rustled, and the air was filled with the scent of grass and soil.

After walking for a while, Wang Dong'er suddenly stopped.

"Wait for me." Leaving those words behind, she flashed into the bushes by the side of the road.

Lin Ye was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, the sound of rustling already came from behind the bushes.

A moment later, Wang Dong'er emerged from behind the foliage.

Lin Ye's gaze faltered slightly.

She had changed out of her loose male school uniform and was now wearing a blue dress-style martial outfit.

The hem of the skirt reached just above her knees, and the waist was cinched tightly, perfectly outlining her slender, willow-like figure.

Her short, powder-blue hair shimmered with a soft luster under the morning light.

She was already eye-catching enough in her male attire, but now that she had returned to women's clothing, she was so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

Wang Dong'er felt somewhat uncomfortable under his gaze. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she turned her head away. "What are you looking at? Let's go."

Lin Ye snapped back to reality, smiled, and quickened his pace to catch up.

The two walked for another stretch until they reached a large tree by the side of the road ahead, where a red figure stood.

Ma Xiaotao had been waiting there for some time.

She had changed into a red martial outfit today, still in a tight-fitting style that perfectly accentuated her exaggerated curves.

A red veil covered half her face, revealing only a pair of pale pink eyes that appeared exceptionally bewitching in the morning light.

Seeing Lin Ye and Wang Dong'er approach, Ma Xiaotao straightened up from the tree trunk, her gaze landing on Wang Dong'er as she looked her up and down.

Wang Dong'er watched her in return.

The gazes of the two women met in the air, and it seemed as though something was silently colliding between them.

"Is this that senior from the Inner Court?" Wang Dong'er tilted her head toward Lin Ye, her tone calm, yet Lin Ye felt something hidden beneath that calmness.

Ma Xiaotao leaned against the tree trunk with her arms crossed, her pale pink eyes sweeping over Wang Dong'er several times before the corners of her mouth curled into a mocking smirk.

"Oh, Lin Ye, what's this? Bringing your little girlfriend along?"

Her voice was neither high nor low, carrying a hint of teasing and a touch of probing.

Wang Dong'er's footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and she instantly bristled.

She lunged toward Ma Xiaotao in a single stride, their faces nearly touching, her powder-blue eyes filled with fury.

"Who's a girlfriend!" Her voice rose several octaves. "Which eye did you see that with?"

Ma Xiaotao remained motionless, even tilting her head slightly as she appraised Wang Dong'er from top to bottom before asking unhurriedly, "Hm? Aren't you?"

Their gazes clashed in mid-air, sparks flying.

One pale pink, one powder-blue, like two bolts of lightning of different colors intertwined, neither willing to give an inch.

They were at loggerheads.

The air seemed to freeze.

At this moment, Ma Xiaotao puffed out her chest slightly.

Those peaks were indeed much more developed than those of the still-youthful Wang Dong'er, and wrapped in the red martial outfit, they traced a breathtaking curve.

Wang Dong'er's gaze fell upon that curve, her expression shifting slightly. Biting her lip, she spoke with a mix of embarrassment and anger, "You!"

As the two stared at each other, it seemed as though electric arcs were crackling between them, the air thick enough with gunpowder to ignite.

Lin Ye stood to the side, looking from Ma Xiaotao to Wang Dong'er, opening his mouth to try and intervene.

"Um, you two, don't..."

"Get lost!"

The two girls spoke in unison without even turning their heads, their eyes still locked firmly on each other.

Lin Ye was forced back half a step by the shout, his expression shifting from helplessness to grievance.

Fine, I can't afford to provoke you two. I'll just leave, won't I?

He retreated to the side, hands shoved into his pockets, and leaned against another tree. Watching the two women at each other's throats, he let out a silent sigh.

No, I can't just stand here and watch.

I have to do something.

He took a deep breath, focused his intent, and activated the system's divine power.

Just then, a pale blue system panel popped up out of thin air in front of Wang Dong'er:

[Ding--]

[B-rank quest received: Stop arguing immediately and get along peacefully.]

[Time limit: Unlimited!]

[Quest reward: Automatic outfit change!]

[Failure penalty: If the argument continues, all outfits will be automatically cleared!]

Wang Dong'er froze for a moment, and before she could even react, an identical panel popped up in front of Ma Xiaotao:

[Ding--]

[B-rank quest received: Stop arguing immediately and get along peacefully.]

[Time limit: Unlimited!]

[Quest reward: Automatic outfit change!]

[Failure penalty: If the argument continues, all outfits will be automatically cleared!]

The corner of Ma Xiaotao's eye twitched.

Before either of them could say a word, a soft light descended from the sky, enveloping them both at the same time.

The light was warm and bright, like spring sunshine or the morning mist, casting a hazy glow over their figures.

It was as if they were Sailor Scouts undergoing a transformation.

The light faded.

Wang Dong'er looked down and went rigid.

The blue combat suit she had been wearing was gone, replaced by an outfit she had never seen before.

The upper half was a white shirt, soft in texture and tailored to fit, with the top two buttons left undone to reveal a glimpse of her fair collarbone and a subtle curve.

The lower half was a black pencil skirt that ended just at mid-thigh, perfectly accentuating her straight, slender legs.

A pair of gold-rimmed, half-frame glasses now sat on her face, the lenses reflecting a faint, cold light that added a touch of intellectualism and restraint to her demeanor.

On her legs were black fishnet stockings, the mesh neither too large nor too small, dividing her fair skin into small, diamond-shaped patterns that were tantalizing and left much to the imagination.

She wore a pair of red high heels, the thin, long heels making her posture even more upright.

Wang Dong'er's face flushed a deep red, the heat spreading from her neck all the way to her earlobes.

Wh-what kind of clothes are these?!

She instinctively wanted to reach out and pull at them, but she didn't know where to start.

As for Ma Xiaotao, the change was even more startling.

Her red combat suit had transformed into a black and white maid outfit.

The upper part was a black tight-fitting bodice with white lace trim at the collar, squeezing her chest into an even more prominent curve, as if it were struggling to break free from the garment's constraints.

A white apron was tied around her waist with a large bow.

The lower part was a short black skirt that ended just past the top of her thighs, revealing a stretch of fair skin.

On her legs were white over-the-knee stockings, the elastic biting into her skin to leave a faint ring, perfectly highlighting the soft, supple texture of her thighs.