At the same time, she also brought some colors she had recently mixed with Lin Yan.
These colors were all created based on the needs of her own pattern designs.
Inside the sect hall, Lin Xiao first took the dozen or so design sketches and examined them carefully one by one.
It had to be said that Aunt Yang had exceptional painting skills. Even after so many years, picking it up again, she was still quite formidable.
Looking at the patterns she had designed, Lin Xiao felt his own sense of aesthetics couldn't compare at all.
Finally, struggling to make a choice, Lin Xiao used an eeny-meeny-miny-moe method to select a style with slight variations for men and women.
The men's style featured peach branches and leaves, while the women's style featured peach blossoms.
The colors used for this style had a milky white base, heavily overlaid with extremely elegant silver-pink embroidered hidden patterns. The belt had a silver base with hidden patterns, and the shoes were pure milky white.
This silver-pink color did not look overly feminine, as a lot of silver was mixed in, giving it a hint of gray that looked very unique.
Seeing Lin Xiao choose this style, Yang Jinshu smiled and said:
"This color was actually mixed by your Sister Yan'er. She watched me grind silver into powder, and after learning that silver could actually be used to mix colors, she tinkered around and came up with this color herself. I thought it looked quite special, so I used it to design this style."
Hearing this, Lin Xiao was also quite amazed. He picked up the box containing the colors nearby, opened the one labeled silver-pink, and said:
"This color is actually made from real silver!"
In his impression, silver was either money or jewelry. This was the first time he learned it could also be used to mix colors.
Yang Jinshu looked at him with a smile and said nothing more.
Back before her family suffered its misfortune, she used to mix colors with silver powder all the time.
Later, after being separated from her family and wandering from place to place, such things had become a luxury of the past.
Having experienced the difficulty of earning money and worrying about her livelihood for over a decade, everything she did as a young girl was now nothing but extravagant waste to her.
If it weren't for the fact that she was making uniforms for the sect and wanted to do the absolute best she could—because their sect deserved the best—she probably would never have done such a thing again.
After confirming the style of the sect uniforms, Yang Jinshu left the sketches with Lin Xiao. Then, with Lin Xiao's permission, she went to Liu Yunan to withdraw some silver to use for making pigments.
A day later, the pigments were ready and the quantity was sufficient. Lin Xiao went to the storehouse to fetch some spirit silkworm thread, brought the pigments and sketches to the sect hall, closed the doors, and stayed inside alone.
After taking one last look at the sketches in his hand and confirming there were no issues, he opened the item synthesizer, preparing to put everything inside to begin the synthesis.
However, just as he was about to put the sketches into the synthesizer, he felt that something was missing.
He glanced at the sketches again.
It suddenly dawned on him.
No wonder he felt something was off.
Since the patterns on these clothes were all peach branches, leaves, and blossoms, how could he not include a real peach branch?
Thinking this, he temporarily closed the item synthesizer and ran over to the Ten-Mile Peach Tree at the entrance of the mountain path.
It was early spring. Although the temperature was still a bit low, one could feel a hint of warmth.
Yet Lin Xiao felt that this Ten-Mile Peach Tree looked as if it were shivering.
He didn't think much of it and swiftly plucked a peach branch full of blooming flowers with only a single tiny tender leaf attached.
Then, remembering that this Ten-Mile Peach Tree had saved someone not long ago, he symbolically took out a handful of spirit stones, stood in front of it, and said:
"Little Shili, it's really not that I don't want to take care of you, it's just that the sect is in need. But I don't have anything here that you can use. Look, you can't use these spirit stones either, right? So I can only water you more as a re..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a cluster of pink light shoot out from the trunk of the Ten-Mile Peach Tree with a whoosh. It swiftly swept up the handful of spirit stones in his hand and then whooshed right back into the trunk, falling completely still.
A gust of spring breeze blew past.
All the petals and leaves on the Ten-Mile Peach Tree remained entirely motionless.
Lin Xiao was dumbfounded for a moment and looked down at his empty palm.
Good heavens.
This guy actually ate spirit stones too.
It turned out spirit stones were so versatile. Humans needed them, demonic beasts needed them, and now even a tree needed them.
Lin Xiao silently patted the ancient tree trunk.
"So you eat spirit stones too. Don't worry, your brother won't short you on your bite of spirit stones in the future."
The previously motionless Ten-Mile Peach Tree gently swayed its petals twice in the spring breeze.
Returning to the sect hall and closing the doors properly, Lin Xiao sat on his straw mat and opened the item synthesizer once again.
This time, he was truly certain there were no mistakes. He placed the sketches, spirit silkworm thread, pigments, and the peach branch inside.
After a moment of thought, he gritted his teeth and took out two thousand spirit stones.
It couldn't be helped. After all, there were more people now, and with more clothes to make, he naturally had to put in more spirit stones.
[Item synthesis has begun, please wait]
Sigh, spirit stones were needed everywhere.
Lin Xiao felt that if things continued this way, once there were more and more disciples in the future, the spirit stone mines they earned might start failing to make ends meet.
It seemed he would have to focus heavily on developing foreign trade later on.
The business over in the cultivation world needed to be expanded further and carefully developed.
Before long, the system's notification sound rang in his mind:
[Ding! Item synthesis successful. The items have been distributed to your private treasury. Host, please check and receive them.]
So, Lin Xiao immediately opened his private treasury with some anticipation. Seeing the finished products lying quietly inside, he couldn't wait to take a set out.
As soon as the clothes touched his hands, Lin Xiao couldn't help but praise them in his heart; the texture was absolutely wonderful.
They felt cool and silky to the touch, yet possessed a sense of softness.
He quickly shook the clothes out to take a look.
Tsk, how beautiful!
As expected of a product from the system, it was truly excellent! It looked so much better than the design sketches!
He had taken out the men's style.
Under the light, a brilliant luster seemed to faintly drift across the surface of the clothing.
Faint silver-pink hidden patterns of peach branches flickered in and out of view.
Following his heart's desire, Lin Xiao immediately changed into this full set of freshly made sect uniforms.
Just like the previous sect uniforms, it would automatically adjust to the wearer's body shape to achieve the most perfect fit.
Wearing the clothes, he could hardly feel any weight at all, yet there was still the tangible sensation of being clothed.
The boots on his feet were incredibly comfortable and soft.
Lin Xiao paced back and forth inside the sect hall.
As he walked, he looked down to admire the clothes he was wearing.
Reaching out to touch the belt at his waist, the texture was superb.
The silver belt accentuated his waist, making him look exceptionally handsome and upright.
Thoroughly satisfied, he took out all fifty sets of the newly synthesized sect uniforms from his private treasury. He was going to hand out the clothes!
Currently, the number of people in the sect had not yet reached fifty, so making this many was completely sufficient for now.
When they accepted new disciples in the future, those disciples could just wear the older style sect uniforms stored in the sect's storehouse, ensuring absolutely no waste.
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
