At Yali's home, she hung up her call to Leng Yaozhu with a smile all over her face.
Over the past few days, the smiles on her face had visibly increased, and she looked ever happier and more fulfilled.
Ever since Zhou Yang returned from playing at fighting with Hyper Kabuto that day, his clothes had been as tattered as could be.
Although Yali had not asked much about the reason, merely checking Zhou Yang's injuries, her attentive examination had come close to stripping him naked.
Fortunately, in the end, a certain Zhou had managed to preserve his decency in a certain Limit Douluo's eyes.
Because his clothes had been beaten to shreds, Yali promptly used that as an excuse to take Zhou Yang shopping for new ones. Naturally, Zhou Yang refused, saying he had clothes of his own.
Who would have thought those clothes would receive their first-ever condemnation from Yali and Na'er?
"Damn it, what's wrong with those clothes?"
Having his aesthetic sense as a magnetic field powerhouse rejected dealt Zhou Yang a heavy blow.
Did the people of this world not know what a powerhouse ought to wear?
If he were not still young and had yet to grow up, Zhou Yang would have gone straight for a military greatcoat.
That was the attire of a powerhouse!
"No, Brother Zhou Yang's taste is an absolute disaster."
"That's right, Xiaoyang. In this respect, you're really... a little hard to describe."
"How could you? Even you, Senior Yali..."
But with Yali and Na'er both voting against him, Zhou Yang was stripped of his right to choose his clothes.
The two decided his entire outfit. Through their efforts, the magnetic field presence Zhou Yang had tried to cultivate was taken away.
In its place came a gentleman's suit and dress shirt. The formal outfit perfectly suited Zhou Yang's current height of a meter and a half, neither making him look too old nor losing the clear innocence of his present age.
He had to admit that the two had good taste. When Zhou Yang emerged after changing, his outstanding stats and perfectly coordinated clothes immediately stole the attention of a whole crowd of wealthy ladies, young and old.
Had it not been for Na'er hissing beside Zhou Yang like she was guarding her food, along with a Titled Douluo who seemed gentle but actually kept people a thousand miles away-
Zhou Yang felt he would have had a hard time escaping the crowd.
See? Without a magnetic field powerhouse's imposing presence to deter them, you could not even imagine what they might do.
Yet even with that factor, the two still refused to agree, leaving Zhou Yang no choice but to shed his powerhouse attire in humiliation.
Inside Yali's personal car, Zhou Yang slumped in the passenger seat, with nothing left to live for.
Wearing the outfit the two had coordinated, Zhou Yang sat in a particularly open and bright convertible. His head-turning rate was practically a hundred percent now, whether because of Yali or the car he was riding in.
Damn it, Na'er, Yali, look what you've done!
Without the magnetic field look, what are we supposed to use to fend off lust-crazed women?
Thinking of this on the way to the Spirit Pagoda, Zhou Yang finally shed tears of humiliation.
Damn it, was I still unable to escape the costume designer? Turning into someone with Wang Xiaoming's fashion sense-no, I don't want that!
Today it was still ordinary clothing, but what if the two came up with some strange combinations in the future?
He did not want to wander the streets in outrageously flashy pink (a hot take).
As the car slowly drove along, the two finally arrived at the Spirit Pagoda. Na'er excitedly dragged Zhou Yang around, introducing things about the Spirit Pagoda.
The one who greeted them was Leng Yaozhu's assistant.
After all, on the surface, Yali was only bringing Na'er for a visit to the Intermediate Spirit Ascension Platform, which did not require too much trouble on Leng Yaozhu's part. Besides, Yali herself disliked troubling others and disrupting their work, so naturally she would not have Leng Yaozhu come to receive them.
As for the real reason, only Yali knew~
As a close friend, Yali naturally supported Leng Yaozhu, and accordingly, Na'er had also become familiar with the Spirit Pagoda.
"Brother Zhou Yang, let me show you around the Spirit Pagoda. I've been here loads of times. I know it really well." Na'er planted her hands on her hips, looking very proud.
"Oh~" Zhou Yang replied somewhat woodenly.
"Damn it, don't underestimate me!"
"I'll show you something truly amazing in a moment."
With that, Na'er took Zhou Yang's hand without hesitation and dragged him off again.
"Slow down, you two. Be careful," Yali said gently, covering her mouth with a soft laugh.
Beside her, the assistant's eyes widened as she stared blankly at Yali. As a trusted aide, she naturally knew many of the hidden details.
This was the first time she had seen Yali smile so happily. Even Na'er had not made Yali like this back then. Just what happy event had she encountered to make her this way?
No wonder her boss was so eager for gossip, even going so far as to skip the meeting at the Spirit Pagoda.
Sister Leng, I don't blame you. I'm really curious too.
That was the smile of the continent's most beautiful woman! Although the assistant believed the continent's true number-one beauty was Leng Yaozhu, and she swore to heaven that she sincerely thought so.
It absolutely was not because a Limit Douluo could vaguely sense when someone thought about her, making the assistant worry that Sister Leng would make life difficult for her.
"Is something wrong?" Yali looked in puzzlement at the assistant beside her, who had suddenly raised her palm as if swearing an oath.
"No, nothing." The assistant let out a breath, immediately composed herself, and attended to Yali.
"We've already prepared what you requested earlier. It's your exclusive private room for two-no, for three. The same place as before."
"Mm, thank you, but I won't need it for now."
"Huh?"
The assistant was somewhat puzzled, not knowing what Yali intended to do.
"I'd like to talk to Yaozhu today. Is she free?"
"Er... the Pagoda Master has an important meeting today. I'm afraid she can't..."
At that, fine beads of cold sweat began to form on the assistant's brow.
How was this Holy Spirit Douluo so perceptive? She could even catch someone snooping for gossip.
Even so, she still did her best to cover for Leng Yaozhu.
Sister Leng, this is all I can do for you.
"Is that so? Ah, what a pity." Yali looked somewhat regretful.
With that, however, she walked in a different direction from Na'er.
"Huh? Wait, Holy Spirit Douluo... where are you going?"
She went straight ahead, eventually arriving outside a room. Opening the door, she saw Leng Yaozhu operating something inside.
"Yaozhu, weren't you at a meeting?"
"...Ahem. Hi."
Under Na'er's guidance, Zhou Yang arrived at a special chamber filled with all sorts of peculiar devices that looked very futuristic. On a display inside the room, the image of a forest flickered brightly, clearly showing the interior of the Spirit Ascension Platform.
Zhou Yang looked at the technology unique to Douluo before him, technology that even his previous world had failed to achieve.
Full dive, projecting one's mind into another world-with technology like this, there was no imagining how many things could be done.
Grand Theft Auto, Monster Hunter, Devil May Cry, Resident Evil... all sorts of games. If they could all be made into full-dive virtual experiences, there was no imagining how much fun they would be.
Unfortunately, it could not be done. This technology was only used for the Spirit Ascension Platform and the Federation's online battle arenas.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yang felt somewhat regretful.
Meanwhile, Na'er, who had been here more than once, already knew the ropes and took Zhou Yang through the preparations for entering the Spirit Ascension Platform.
With the help of several female staff members, Zhou Yang soon finished his preparations, lay down inside an iron coffin bristling with instrument tubes, and logged into the Intermediate Spirit Ascension Platform.