Chapter 86 The Eighty-Sixth Day of Creating a Real-Life Dress-Up Game...

These clothes, whether elaborate or simple, are almost all styles never seen before, but they are all beautiful. Just by looking at them, you can imagine how beautiful they would look on you.

Yuan Yi unfolded the clothes one by one, and the words "Change Clothes" on the front of each garment were particularly eye-catching.

What new ideas does Fellow Daoist Yuan Yi have for a little game of changing clothes?

Tongtian, a long-time loyal fan of Yuanyi Games, was eager to try it out: "Just take these clothes and change into them?"

Yuan Yi nodded and volunteered to lead the tutorial. She picked out a very familiar, elaborate garment from the pile of clothes and pulled it forward. The next second, this gorgeous, over-the-top dress was on Yuan Yi's body.

Adorned with jewels, it glitters and sparkles, reflecting a rainbow of colors under the sun.

Hongyun gasped and quickly stopped Yuanyi's actions: "This dress is not suitable. How about I knit you a new one another day?"

Damn it, his sweet little sister is completely covered up by this gold and red dress after she put it on; he can hardly find her.

While he and Zhen Yuanzi weren't usually dressed very plainly, they had never worn such flamboyant clothes before. Where did his sister see such strange clothes, and even incorporated them into the game, trying them on herself?

If my sister really likes this kind of dress, then I should find some gorgeous hair accessories and other jewels to adorn her properly. That's not a bad idea; if I dress her up nicely, this dress might look good.

No matter what, my sister is the best. What she likes is good too. The reason it doesn't look good now is because the clothes are covering her face. We can decorate it in other places another day.

Hongyun tried her best to adapt to her younger sister Dajin's moth-catching antics, already planning how to use new treasures to suppress the brilliance of the clothes, at least to make sure her sister's face was visible through the fabric.

Hearing Hongyun's intense reaction, Yuanyi looked at Tongtian with a smile, the fluffy texture of the shawl making him feel itchy.

Tongtian touched his nose, feeling both secretly pleased and embarrassed: "These clothes were given to Fellow Daoist Yuanyi back then, but they don't seem to fit quite right now. You should change out of them first, and I'll get you a new one another day after I've altered them."

As he spoke, he quickly used the game controls to select a fresh and elegant blue robe from dozens of outfits for Yuan Yi to change into. Compared to the previous gorgeous and flamboyant golden moth-shaped robe, this ordinary blue robe seemed quite extraordinary, at least revealing Yuan Yi's natural spiritual charm that was in harmony with heaven and earth.

Hongyun breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, her sister's taste hadn't been swayed. It was just that Yuanyi was soft-hearted and found it hard to refuse inappropriate gifts from certain people.

After witnessing the effect of the two different outfits on Yuan Yi, the others also became interested in this ordinary dress-up game and were eager to try it out.

However, all the dozens of clothes that Yuan Yi displayed were women's clothing. Apart from Nuwa, who could enthusiastically choose the clothes she wanted, everyone else could only look on.

Nuwa changed into the same clothes as Yuanyi, looking just like two beautiful sisters. Seeing her brothers and the others wanting to try them on but not moving, she smiled and said, "Those children can try on these clothes too. If that's not enough, I still have the Demon-Summoning Banner. It's not difficult to pick a few little demons to bring some new clothes."

The roc, who had been secretly hiding behind his master, suddenly felt dizzy after hearing the suggestion from his senior sister Nuwa. Was he ultimately unable to escape?

Kong Xuan, however, remained calm. Being still young, he didn't understand the difference between men and women; he simply thought the clothes were indeed beautiful. If his master wore them, he was sure he could too.

However, Dapeng, who had seen the world with children at a young age, naturally understood some of the adults' wicked tastes. He would dress the little ones in clothes they couldn't wear normally, and then bring out these images when they grew up to make fun of them.

These clothes are clearly not designed for children like them. If they wear them and make a fool of themselves, it could become a lifelong black mark on their record.

If it were just his master, Zhen Yuanzi, and his senior uncle Hongyun here, he could simply treat it as a way to entertain his family. But now there are so many senior uncles he's just met! He really doesn't want to lose face so that the whole prehistoric world will know.

Dapeng closed his eyes and tried to recall if the little ginseng had mentioned any solutions, but he couldn't recall anything. The methods that could truly prevent it were too troublesome.

Oh well, he's just a little bird a few months old. Let him make a fool of himself. If anyone dares to use his embarrassing past to mock him in the future, except for the elders present, he'll fight back with his older brother.

Yes, let the older brother do it, and he'll cheer him on from the sidelines.

However, things took an unexpected turn. Just as Dapeng was about to accept his fate, he saw his master, Yuanshi, frown slightly: "No, although they are young, they are men. It is improper for men to wear women's clothing."

Oh? Nuwa's eyes flickered. She hadn't thought that much about it. In her opinion, the clothes were very beautiful. It was just that her brothers were too embarrassed to change here.

The children, on the other hand, were quite frank. When Kong Xuan saw Yuan Yi's glittering gold coat, her eyes practically overflowed with anticipation, and her Lingzhu was also eager to try it on. So, she decided to let the children try on their new clothes.

"I misunderstood," Nuwa said, not intending to argue with Yuanshi. She looked down at the four little ones and asked, "Would you like to try on these new clothes?"

"Yes!" Kong Xuan was the first to step forward. This was a new game created by his master, and as his disciple, he naturally had to support it. Besides, these clothes were so shiny; no little bird could resist such gorgeous clothes.

Lingzhuzi, on the other hand, was even more direct. After realizing that its master was asking if it wanted to change into new clothes, it ignored Ao Bing, whom it didn't like, and flew straight to Nuwa's hand.

Nuwa smiled and picked out a fluffy rabbit coat from among the dozens of garments. In the blink of an eye, the originally smooth spirit pearl transformed into a fluffy little rabbit ball, its white rabbit ears twitching as the spirit pearl bounced.

Yuanshi frowned again. How could clothes be made in this style? Wearing them would make you look like you're wearing a rabbit skin. Would anyone actually wear such clothes?

But when he looked up, he saw Tongtian looking eager to try it out, his interested eyes almost undisguised, as if he would immediately take the clothes and put them on at any moment.

How could he forget that his good younger brother usually liked these furry, horned, wet-born creatures? He had already been recklessly messing around with the furry disciples on Kunlun Mountain, and now that he knew about this style of clothing, who knows what kind of trouble he would cause in the future.

Thinking of this, Yuanshi's eyes instantly sharpened, and he stepped forward to block Tongtian's view: "Don't be ridiculous!"

He even came up with a high-sounding reason: "This is Fellow Daoist Yuan Yi testing a new game for us. How can you wear it yourself?"

Tongtian originally didn't want to listen to Yuanshi, but thinking that he himself wasn't as round and cute as that bead when he put on the rabbit clothes, he wasn't that interested.

In a few days, he will have his disciples make a few of these clothes for him to try on; it won't be too late then.

Having made up his mind, Tongtian stopped focusing on the rabbit costume and instead borrowed the round spirit pearl from Nuwa to test the feel of the fluffy rabbit.

This bead is usually so noisy and disruptive, but I didn't expect it to be so cute in this outfit. It even feels nice to touch. Maybe I should try it on one of those Immortal Execution Swords I gave him next time?

Meanwhile, under Kong Xuan's expectant gaze, Hongyun selected a gold and silver overcoat for him. This was the most magnificent garment besides the one Yuan Yi had worn previously.

Kong Xuan first happily twirled around two or three times while dragging her gorgeous outer robe, and then transformed into a small golden-red bird and landed on Uncle Hongyun's shoulder.

The originally feminine clothing was less noticeable on the little bird; instead, the magnificent jewels adorning Kong Xuan's feathers made its already brilliantly colorful tail feathers even more dazzling. Kong Xuan was overjoyed and happily performed a peacock display for his fellow disciples. Even Yuanshi had to admit that its beauty was truly breathtaking.

Seeing that his elder brother had set an example, Dapeng knew he couldn't escape it. He closed his eyes, looked at Ao Bing, and stepped forward: "It would be too biased for only my senior brother and I to enjoy the new clothes here. Why don't we invite Qingfeng and Mingyue... all the senior brothers to try it with us?"

Before Dapeng could finish speaking, a gust of wind flicked a red mark off his forehead. It was Zhen Yuanzi, holding a whisk, who had given him this blow: "If you don't want to, then you don't want to. I don't know who you learned this from, that you dare not speak the truth at such a young age."

Recalling Dapeng's earlier delirium, Zhen Yuanzi sighed: "With us here, we won't let you suffer any injustice. In the future, if you want to do something, just do it; if you don't want to do something, just say so." Ever since Dapeng woke up from his dream that day, Zhen Yuanzi couldn't help but pay more attention to this usually unremarkable junior disciple.

When Zhen Yuanzi saw that he was clearly unwilling, but still gritted his teeth and stood up to try on the new clothes with his brother, he felt something was wrong.

Does this mean that all the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple who have appeared here must suffer injustices?

Zhen Yuanzi flicked his whisk, snorted coldly, and tossed out a silver-green robe from his sleeve.

With a base of jade and outlined with silver threads, the ginseng fruit leaves on it are lifelike, a kind of splendor similar to, yet different from, the one Kong Xuan was wearing.

Dapeng was about to explain that he hadn't been wronged, but just wanted to drag Qingfeng, Mingyue, and the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple into the water together—no, to try on their new clothes.

As for why he didn't say he didn't want to change, everyone else had changed, even his brother. It was too much trouble for him to have an excuse for not changing. He'd never liked troublesome things.

Anyway, he could just change his clothes and it would be over in the blink of an eye. In the future, even if people teased him, they would definitely prefer to tease the more dazzling older brother and forget about him, the little bird hiding behind his brother.

But now it seems even more complicated.

Dapeng looked at the new clothes his master had given him. Although they weren't innate treasures, they were acquired treasures personally crafted by his master using ginseng fruit leaves. They were powerful and rare.

Even his senior brother didn't have one, yet he did, which was far too conspicuous. But these clothes were made from ginseng fruit leaves, which came from the same source as his master's, so Dapeng couldn't help but feel conflicted as he held the clothes.

Then Kong Xuanfei came over and said, "Junior brother, junior brother, this outfit looks just like your feathers. You'll definitely look good in it. Try it on quickly. I want to wear the new clothes with you."

In that instant, Dapeng forgot his earlier dilemma, changed into his beautiful new clothes, and landed on the shoulder of his senior master Zhen Yuanzi along with Kong Xuan.

Zhen Yuanzi's originally stern face softened slightly, and he even had the leisure to tease the two little birds, distinguishing the gold and silver threads on their feathers, thinking that he should take good care of his sister's disciple in the future.

Meanwhile, Yuan Yi, who had urgently modified the clothing style after listening to Yuan Shi's advice, felt that he had not taken good enough care of his disciple when he saw his elder brother teaching him in his place.

She then created several more magnificent garments based on her memory, intending to make them into robes for her disciples according to the blueprints.

At the same time, she didn't forget her other friends who, due to a moment of carelessness, hadn't properly experienced the game.

She tapped the main game array in her hand, synchronized it with the game in their hands, and extended an invitation: "I didn't think this through before, there are indeed too few clothing styles in the game. Why don't you all design some new styles of clothing together and show them off in the game in the future?"

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Author's Note: Dapeng: I don't want to wear women's clothes! Little Ginseng said that the adults outside are very bad and will keep photos of children in women's clothes to laugh at them later [crying][crying] Let me think of a way to avoid this. Ah, it's so troublesome. Forget it, I'll just wear it anyway [cat paw] (Dapeng has an idea, but is too lazy to implement it, so he simply drags the other people from Wuzhuang Temple into the mess with him)

Once everyone wears it, no one will laugh at you anymore, and all you need to do is say one sentence, making it extremely cost-effective [Let me see] (from a Dapeng who was led astray by the little ginseng).