Demonic Calamity Across the Heavens: Starting with Little Li's Flying Dagger

Chapter 61 Flowing Immortal Sleeves, a Useless Foreign Gadget [Double monthly tickets! Please vote!

"Block it? What are you going to use to block it?!"

Inside the Fragrant Retreat, Lin Xian'er, seeing Lin Shiyin's flushed face, unable to contain her shame and indignation, couldn't help but chuckle. She then boldly opened her arms, displaying her new clothes to her.

The finest Shu brocade was woven into a red, wide-sleeved, flowing fairy dress with a high collar that went past the shoulders, cleverly wrapping around the shoulders to reveal delicate collarbones and rounded shoulders. Most of the chest and the snow-white skin that should have been hidden were exposed by the heart-shaped opening.

The top was gathered below the chest, and the waistband, which was wide and extended past the abdomen, was tightly locked. The skirt that stretched out below resembled a flower petal in full bloom, but its length only covered the thighs. There were two layers of red gauze skirts on the outside, but Lin Xian'er untied them and threw them aside.

On her long, snow-white legs were a set of Western stockings bought from a shop—originally, Lin Xian'er wanted Wei Wu to wear them, but after Wei Wu saw them, he made her put them on and also gave one each to Lin Lingling and Lin Shiyin.

Lin Xian'er, of course, would not refuse any of Wei Wu's requests. In front of him, she took off her clothes and begged him to give her new clothes and shoes—a pair of red-soled peep-toe heels. Although they were inconvenient to walk in, she had practiced martial arts after all. Subconsciously, she swayed her hips and came to Lengxiang Xiaozhu, just to see Lin Shiyin's embarrassment.

Compared to her frankness in front of Wei Wu, Lin Xian'er naturally put on her red gauze outer skirt before leaving him. Apart from feeling a little uncomfortable when she walked, her feet felt uncomfortable, and her feet became very slippery when they sweated, but there was nothing wrong with it.

Now, in front of Lin Shiyin, Lin Xian'er naturally let go of her inhibitions and took off her red gauze outer skirt, allowing Lin Shiyin to admire her new clothes.

Lin Shiyin's face looked as if it had been brushed with rouge, her fair skin glowing more beautifully than the morning sun. Her eyes, which had initially been filled with amazement, turned to terror. She covered her chest with one arm, her expression one of shame and indignation. "This kind of clothing... is simply indecent!"

"So what? As long as the master is happy, that's all that matters."

Lin Xian'er wasn't ashamed at all; on the contrary, she was proud. She put one hand on her hip, spun around twice, then frowned, pulled up her stockings, muttered under her breath, "Foreign stuff is just unreliable," before smiling and saying:

"Sister, you need to know that our 'sky' is being held up by our master right now. If it weren't for our master, who knows how many hungry wolves would be stalking us two pieces of meat."

"If we don't show our master anything nice, or let him eat anything delicious, what if he gets bewitched by some vixen outside..."

"Heh~~"

Lin Xian'er leaned close to Lin Shiyin, her fragrant breath tickling her ear, "Sister can bear the loneliness of her boudoir, but I suffer terribly!"

"What! What are you saying!"

Lin Shiyin had expected Lin Xian'er to say something about safety, but instead, she was met with such suggestive words. Her face flushed even more, and she pushed Lin Xian'er away, saying, "I will never wear clothes like this!"

Lin Xian'er didn't care about Lin Shiyin's push, after all, she was a woman who had never practiced martial arts, and the push wasn't very strong. However, she forgot that her feet were sweaty and her stockings were slippery. In addition, she lost her balance and immediately fell backward.

She knows martial arts. To learn martial arts, you must first learn the basics of martial arts, and to learn the basics of martial arts, you must first train your legs. Logically speaking, a person who practices martial arts should have a very stable lower body, so even if they lose their balance, they can recover.

But the thought of the carpeted rooms made Lin Xian'er's composure falter, and she collapsed to the floor with a "Ouch!"

The screams of the others were exclamations of shock, but Lin Xian'er's screams sounded like a coquettish whine. The melodious syllables were like seventeen or eighteen hooks tugging into people's hearts, causing Lin Shiyin's heart to tremble and subconsciously look at Lin Xian'er lying on the ground.

Lin Xian'er was naturally beautiful and had a carefree personality. She was willing to do things that others would find shameful. After falling, she lay on her side on the carpet, her bright eyes filled with tears as she looked at Lin Shiyin with a wronged expression.

Lin Shiyin was a soft-hearted person, and seeing Lin Xian'er's appearance, all her anger subsided. Although she was still annoyed, her tone softened: "You know martial arts, why bother putting on an act for me?"

Lin Xian'er blushed and, feigning shyness, spread one leg open. Her short skirt, which barely covered anything, suddenly pressed down on her waist, startling Lin Shiyin.

"Sister, look! I'm all alone, how can I stand this? If my legs hadn't gone weak, I wouldn't be unable to support myself!"

"Sister, if you're not doing this for anything else, just think of me as your younger sister. Change your clothes too, and we can share some of the firepower."

"You, this..." Lin Shiyin's face was as red as if it had been roasted over a fire. She bit her lip tightly with her pearly teeth, and as her eyes darted away, there was not a trace of anger in her voice.

"Didn't he just say he was coming this morning?"

"Oh dear, sister, what are you saying? Does that mean if you eat breakfast, you don't need to eat again in the afternoon or evening?"

"It's different. Eating too much will make you fat, but this kind of thing depletes your vital energy and will shorten your lifespan."

"Sister, are you worried about him? You're such a kind-hearted and gentle person. But sister, don't worry, he knows a dual cultivation method. We're lucky to have met him. We'll not only get pleasure, but also prolong our lives and cure all our illnesses!"

Lin Xian'er was like a biting turtle. As soon as she saw Lin Shiyin showing some signs of compliance, she immediately bit down and wouldn't let go, forcibly dragging Lin Shiyin into changing into a purple hollowed-out lace bodice.

As soon as she put on the undergarment, Lin Shiyin became extremely reluctant, complaining, "What is this? It doesn't cover anything at all!"

"Nonsense," Lin Xian'er said seriously, her fingers tracing the fabric of Lin Shiyin's bodice. "Doesn't this cover most of it?"

"It can be used as a makeshift roof..."

"There are times of emergency and times of urgency. We can't just seal ourselves up completely inside. What if we suffocate? It's like a person in water; we always have to surface for air."

"Alright, my dear sister, if you keep pestering me, he might just come on his own, and then I won't even need to get dressed!"

Lin Shiyin was coaxed into submission by Lin Xian'er with a combination of gentle persuasion and playful teasing, and had no choice but to change into the purple dress that Lin Xian'er had specially prepared for her.

Surprisingly, while Lin Xian'er herself wore a very flamboyant long dress, the clothes she prepared for Lin Shiyin were extremely dignified. At least from the outside, there was no clue whatsoever. One glance at her would tell that she was a well-mannered and virtuous lady.

Lin Shiyin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But when I saw Lin Xian'er take out two pairs of purple stockings—

A pair of stockings that reached the thigh, with a thin layer and a small string on them. It turned out that the stockings were too loose, so the small string had to be hooked up and wrapped around the belt.

It was so long it reached down to her waist, some parts as thin as gauze, others as thick as a cicada's wing.

"Sister, please choose one quickly. These foreign things are nice to look at, but they are not comfortable to wear and they don't allow sweat to pass through. I have already asked Lin Lingling to find the embroiderers on the estate to remake them in this style, so that they will be more convenient to wear in the future."

Lin Shiyin reluctantly chose the second option.

But he still said things he himself didn't believe: "There won't be a next time, just this once!"