A bit late at night, inside the room.
Bai Qianshuang looked at the clothes Ye Chuan had bought for her, a trace of suspicion flickering across her delicate face.
"That kind of clothing… I’d rather not wear it." Thinking of the sheer black lace nightgown, Bai Qianshuang shook her head. No matter what, she definitely wouldn’t put it on again.
Ye Chuan, however, handed her the bag in his hand. "This one’s different. I think you’ll be okay with it."
Bai Qianshuang silently took the bag—she knew her current attire was completely out of place in this world. The thought alone made her mood sink.
When would she be able to return?
Her master’s vengeance remained unfulfilled.
Those enemies were surely searching for her, and her friends would likely be targeted as well.
"You said you could help me return. Was that not a lie?" Bai Qianshuang asked Ye Chuan seriously. "Ye Chuan, don’t deceive me."
After a pause, she added,
"I’m not stupid."
Ye Chuan couldn’t help but laugh at her words. "Do I really seem like the kind of person who would lie to you?"
"You do."
Wow, you’ve got me pegged.
Ye Chuan rubbed his temples. "I’m not lying. If you want to go back, your only options are through me or somehow tearing through the void and crossing dimensions on your own."
Bai Qianshuang froze.
That… was impossible. She was only a Golden Core-stage cultivator in the early phase. Even if she trained for centuries, she wouldn’t be able to cross dimensions alone.
Especially in a world with almost no spiritual energy.
It seemed she had no choice but to trust him for now.
"I want to go out for a walk." Bai Qianshuang wanted to see if she could discover anything useful.
"Sure, but change your clothes first," Ye Chuan said.
Bai Qianshuang rummaged through the bag and pulled out a white undergarment. "This is…"
"A bra," Ye Chuan coughed lightly.
Bai Qianshuang’s ears instantly flushed red, as if she couldn’t believe Ye Chuan would buy her something like this. Seeing her reaction, Ye Chuan wasn’t surprised but quickly explained, "These were picked out by my friends—girls around your age."
After a brief struggle, Bai Qianshuang silently stuffed it back into the bag and only said,
"I’m going to change."
Ye Chuan nodded.
"Leave." As she spoke, the immortal sword beside her trembled slightly, clinking against the table.
"Right." Ye Chuan turned and walked out without another word.
Once the door closed, Bai Qianshuang stared at the clothes in the bag before finally removing her long robe.
……
A while later, when Ye Chuan opened the door again, Bai Qianshuang had already changed into her new outfit.
A simple white T-shirt and a pleated skirt—yet on Bai Qianshuang, they looked extraordinarily elegant. Her skin was so fair it nearly matched the white fabric, making her breathtakingly beautiful.
"You look great," Ye Chuan said.
"……" Bai Qianshuang glanced down. The top was fine—similar styles existed in her world—but the pleated skirt felt strangely uncomfortable, especially with the cool breeze against her bare thighs.
"Your world’s clothing… is very odd." She pressed down on the skirt, as if trying to suppress her discomfort.
At least it was better than that lace nightgown.
Hearing her call the clothes strange, Ye Chuan pulled out his phone. "I’ve got even bolder stuff here. Just so you know, this is a clairvoyance artifact called a ‘phone.’"
He was genuinely worried Bai Qianshuang might slash it in half.
The old TV was one thing, but he hadn’t even broken in this phone yet.
Without hesitation, he searched for "bikini models" and showed it to her.
The next second, an overwhelming aura burst from Bai Qianshuang. Gripping her weapon, her neck flushed red. "H-How shameless! That’s no different from wearing nothing!"
"W-Wait, calm down!" Ye Chuan quickly tried to soothe her, intimidated by her Golden Core-stage power. "Immortal Bai, please relax!"
Realizing she might have frightened him, Bai Qianshuang reined in her aura. "My apologies. I lost my composure for a moment."
After calming down, she stated firmly,
"I will never wear something like that."
"Wasn’t planning to buy you one anyway."
Once Bai Qianshuang was ready, Ye Chuan gave her a few more instructions—including leaving her weapon behind. He made it clear that no one in this era carried a longsword around, and their mode of transportation wasn’t flying swords or horse-drawn carriages.
"Mm." Bai Qianshuang nodded, though it was unclear if she actually took his words to heart.
When they stepped outside, Ye Chuan planned to take her to a bustling commercial district. Haizhu City had no shortage of shopping centers—there was practically one every few kilometers.
But as they walked toward the bus stop, they drew the attention of several neighbors.
"Chuan, is this your new girlfriend? Whose daughter is this? She’s gorgeous!"
"Look at her—she’s clearly some young mistress. How’d she end up with a guy like Ye Chuan?"
"Wow, this girl’s stunning."
Dressed in her white skirt, Bai Qianshuang stood out like an untainted lotus in the grimy urban village, her radiance almost glowing against the dull surroundings.
Uncomfortable with the attention, she instinctively moved closer to Ye Chuan.
"They all think you’re beautiful," Ye Chuan remarked.
Bai Qianshuang replied softly, "I’m just ordinary."
Ye Chuan glanced at her, surprised by her lack of confidence. She was easily ten times more beautiful than any celebrity.
Was the cultivation world just full of flawless people?
He began questioning his life choices.
But he didn’t dwell on it. His priority was raising Bai Qianshuang’s favorability, so he focused on the task at hand.
At the bus stop, the crowd was sizable, yet Bai Qianshuang remained the center of attention. When people noticed her standing quietly beside Ye Chuan, they shot him looks that screamed, How does he deserve this?
Compared to her, Ye Chuan’s outfit was plain—a bright red T-shirt with an ad printed on it.
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"They’re all watching us. Be careful of an ambush," Bai Qianshuang warned, her guard up.
"There won’t be an ambush," Ye Chuan reassured her.
Reluctantly, Bai Qianshuang lowered her guard slightly—but her eyes sparkled with curiosity as she watched the cars speeding down the road. Despite mentally preparing herself, the sheer size and power of the rumbling trucks left her awestruck.
Could ordinary mortals really create something like this?
In her world, mortals struggled just to survive, constantly at risk of being obliterated by the battles of cultivators.
"The bus is here," Ye Chuan announced.
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