Chapter 69: Obedient Wang Dong, Pure White Stockings
"Alright, alright. I'm only a Level 1 Soul Engineer for now. Making full matching soul tools for both of you will take time."
Ye Chen waved his hand, quickly ending the topic.
"That's true…"
Jiang Nannan and Tang Ya both calmed their excitement after hearing that.
No matter how talented Ye Chen was, reaching the level to craft complete soul tool sets would take years.
Still, the thought filled them with quiet anticipation.
"Come on, come on, let's take a picture together! Look at the lens—time for a group shot!"
Ye Chen sat casually on the small couch, beckoning to Jiang Nannan and Tang Ya to come over.
"Coming, coming~"
Tang Ya plopped down right beside him, so close their shoulders touched; she almost leaned completely into his side.
"Is here okay?" Jiang Nannan asked shyly, sitting gracefully next to him. Their sleeves brushed lightly—proper, polite, and refined.
"Closer, closer. The Flowlight box camera has a small capture range. If you sit too far, it won't fit you in the frame~" Ye Chen said, pulling Jiang Nannan gently by her shoulder.
"Ah—!"
Jiang Nannan gasped softly but didn't pull away or resist.
"Look at the lens, both of you~"
At Ye Chen's reminder, Jiang Nannan's cheeks blushed as she lifted her gaze timidly toward the lens.
Ye Chen couldn't see her expression directly—but he could feel it. With a slight smile, he pressed the shutter.
Click—
A flash of soft light illuminated the room, freezing the moment perfectly in time.
Click click click—
Seconds later, a printed photo slid out from the side of the device.
In the image, the three of them looked directly at the camera.
Ye Chen smiled naturally.
Jiang Nannan's face was shy and sweet.
Tang Ya gave a bright, playful grin.
The three appeared harmoniously, perfectly captured on paper.
"Ah! How amazing!"
Jiang Nannan gasped, covering her mouth in wonder.
She stared at the photo, marveling at how it recorded the scene—like a mirror's reflection, yet more magical still.
So this was the Flowlight Box's power—to freeze reality. It was truly unbelievable.
"Ugh, this looks terrible—I wasn't ready! We need to retake it!" Tang Ya protested, blushing furiously as she snatched the photo from Ye Chen's hand.
"Fine, fine. We'll take a few more—one for each of us~"
Ye Chen chuckled, gathering them close again.
They took several additional photos together, along with a few solo shots for each of the girls.
Only when both were satisfied did they finally stop.
Since both women were there, Ye Chen behaved himself—and only took elegant, warm portraits.
"Alright, it's getting late. I should head back."
"You've just taken those pills, remember—give your bodies time to digest them properly before traveling again."
As he stood, Ye Chen prepared to leave.
"Wait."
Tang Ya suddenly called out.
"Hm? What is it, Little Ya-jie?" Ye Chen turned slightly, his usual gentle smile on his face.
"Tomorrow, when you fight Beibei… be careful. He's actually really strong," Tang Ya said softly, worry flickering in her eyes.
Even knowing Ye Chen's track record for victory, she couldn't shake the feeling that Beibei was dangerously powerful.
She didn't want Ye Chen to lose.
As for Beibei—well, he'd lost to her so many times already. One more wouldn't hurt.
"Little Ya-jie, are you underestimating me? You should be worrying about Beibei instead."
Ye Chen smiled confidently.
He turned and left without another word.
If this were the Ye Chen from the start of the semester, dealing with Beibei might've been troublesome due to lack of combat experience.
But after mastering the Tang Sect's secret techniques, his understanding of battle had evolved to another level entirely.
Beating Beibei—a descendant of Tang Sect's line—using the Tang Sect's own perfected martial arts? That promised to be deeply satisfying.
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...
Ye Chen left the hotel and teleported back to his dorm in moments.
Tomorrow's match was important. It would cement his status as the Outer Court's strongest.
Although he already held significant influence and hidden authority within the Inner Court, none of that was public knowledge. Apart from Ma Xiaotao, almost no one there knew.
His main purpose in challenging Beibei and Xu Sanshi was simple—to get them off his back for good.
Unless they were thoroughly dominated, those two pests would keep barking every time he went out to dine or stroll with Tang Ya or Jiang Nannan.
Annoyance like that ruined the mood.
Better to crush them decisively once and for all.
That way, his Outer Court life would finally be peaceful and quiet.
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By the time Ye Chen returned, night had fully fallen.
He opened the dorm door—and spotted Wang Dong curled up in bed, only her small head peeking out from under the blanket.
Her damp hair suggested she'd just finished bathing.
Still, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile faintly. Despite her usual stubbornness, Wang Dong had behaved well lately—no illusion disguise, no concealment spells.
Simply seeing her delicate profile made his mood instantly lighter.
She was too easy on the eyes.
"Ah, Ye Chen, you're back~"
Wang Dong perked up immediately, sitting upright with a happy expression—still cocooned in her blanket.
"Mm. It's not even cold. Why hide under there?" Ye Chen asked with a teasing raise of his brow.
"U-uh... none of your business. I just like it..." Wang Dong muttered, face flushing red.
"Alright then, time for cultivation. You can't meditate wrapped up like that." Ye Chen's tone hinted at amusement—and quiet expectation.
"I... I know already…"
She sighed softly, realizing there was no escaping his gaze. Reluctantly, she lifted the blanket a little.
Underneath, she wore a soft pink camisole nightdress. The thin straps framed her shoulders delicately, her slight curves subtly visible through the fabric.
The hem barely reached her thighs, and her legs were sheathed in thin, over-the-knee white stockings.
Compared to her usual boyish attire, the transformation was astonishing.
The earlier Wang Dong had exuded sharpness and energy.
This one radiated pure, delicate charm—and Ye Chen couldn't help letting out a quiet exhale.
She really was obedient. He'd told her to wear white stockings, and here she was—wearing them.
"D-don't look at me like that! I just... didn't have time to buy something nicer!"
Wang Dong puffed her cheeks, misinterpreting his expression.
Her small wardrobe—hidden beneath her disguise—contained only simple outfits. Apart from underwear, this pink nightdress was her only feminine clothing. She thought it wasn't particularly flattering, but Ye Chen's faint smile made her defensively angry.
"How could I dislike it? You look beautiful as you are."
Ye Chen shrugged lightly, his tone sincere.
"R-really?"
Wang Dong's eyes shimmered with hopeful surprise, her pink-blue irises sparkling as she blinked up at him.
"Of course."
Ye Chen smiled warmly, then sat in front of her and beckoned. "Alright, come on, let's cultivate. You've done well today—our energy flow might be even smoother tonight~"
"Mmh... but you promised it's just cultivation. No funny stuff…" Wang Dong murmured nervously, tugging at the edge of her skirt while inching closer.
Still, after one deep breath, she bit her lip and scooted toward him obediently.
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