Chapter Sixty-Eight: Clothes Make the Man



"Princess, everyone has curiosity, but there's nothing to be curious about anymore. The world is full of wonders, but some people are born to change the course of the world. What you hear may not all be rumors; there may be some truth to it."

Although Dongfang Yifei didn't tell Baili Yuechan directly, his words confirmed Baili Yuechan's suspicions: Nangong Ziyan was the one who changed the border of the South China Sea. This was getting more and more interesting. Their destinies were intersecting, and it was anyone's guess who would have the last laugh.

Before nightfall, Ximen Ruiyun and Ximen Chunxue arrived at the Netherworld Capital and checked into the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

Nangong Ziyan slept until she naturally woke up. After waking up, she looked at the twilight sky outside the window, touched her slightly hungry stomach, stretched comfortably, and then got up to take a bath and change her clothes.

Half an hour later, Nangong Ziyan, having finished dressing, stepped out. She wore a long white dress with embroidered patterns on the wide hem, highlighting her slender waist with a purple brocade belt inlaid with jade. Her jet-black hair was casually tied back with a pale purple ribbon, a few strands playfully falling over her shoulders, making her delicate skin appear even whiter. Her face was unadorned, yet she was fresh and captivating. Her eyes, like water, were lively and enchanting, seemingly able to see through everything, yet carrying a touch of childlike innocence. Her fingers were slender, her skin like jade, white with a hint of pink, seemingly able to be squeezed for moisture. Her lips were red, her smile as gentle as a smile. Every movement was refined and elegant, and coupled with her unique fragrance, she left a deep impression wherever she went.

"Brother, that woman looks familiar." Ximen Chunxue and Ximen Ruiyun were having dinner when they looked up and saw Nangong Ziyan, who had come out looking for food.

Ximen Ruiyun also looked up, her brows furrowing before her eyes revealed undisguised surprise. It was that girl. Truly, clothes make the man; with just a little dressing up, she exuded a fresh and refined, captivating charm. Most precious of all were her clear, untainted eyes, so serene that they made one want to immerse themselves in them.

"Is it her?" After a careful look, Ximen Chunxue recognized Nangong Ziyan. A hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes. What a small world! She always seems to run into her.

"Xue'er, do you remember what your elder brother told you? Last time it was your fault. If you insist on killing her, you will be the one who dies. The masked man beside her has unfathomable cultivation, and he may very well be the Demon Lord. You'd better think twice before you act." Ximen Ruiyun's words were laced with warning. How could he not see through his sister's thoughts?

"Demon, Demon Lord?" Ximen Chunxue felt a sudden chill run through her body. A monster and devil known to all the world actually had a woman by his side. However, she, Ximen Chunxue, could not come openly, but she could always kill a useless woman in secret!

"Yan'er, where are you going?" Nangong Ziyan had just come down to the first floor when she heard Tian Haoze calling her.

Nangong Ziyan suddenly turned around and walked upstairs again.

"Yan'er, it really is you! I recognized you from behind at a glance. Not bad, not bad, this is the kind of dress a young lady of high birth should wear!" Tian Haoze waved his fan, looking at Nangong Ziyan with amazement. It is said that girls change a lot as they grow up, and Yan'er's beauty is slowly entering the eyes of every man who has seen her.

"Brother Haoze, Yan'er is hungry. You didn't call Yan'er when you were eating."

"Yan'er! What do you mean we didn't call you for dinner? Your brother is starving, and I've been wanting to wake you up for ages, but Haotian wouldn't let me. I was just about to sneak a bite in the kitchen when I bumped into you. Quick, quick, let's go back to our room for dinner. If we keep waiting, it'll turn into a midnight snack." Tian Haoze smiled broadly, clearly smitten with Nangong Ziyan, genuinely regarding her as his own little sister.

"Hmm! Yan'er is also feeling a bit hot and cold, waiting for me to feel it too." Nangong Ziyan ran upstairs, looking a little embarrassed. So they were still waiting for her? She knew Haotian was just being stubborn! He clearly felt sorry for her.

"Big brother, who was that man just now?" Ximen Chunxue looked happily in the direction where Tian Haoze disappeared. What a handsome and elegant man, just her type.

"If I'm not mistaken, Brother, he should be the Demon Lord's right-hand man, Tian Haoze, the adopted son of Tian Nanxing. His cultivation is equally unfathomable." Ximen Ruiyun said, squinting at Tian Haoze's back. It seems this year's Wind and Cloud Tournament is going to be exciting.

Upon hearing this, a hint of displeasure flashed in Ximen Chunxue's eyes. How come all the people she had her eye on were connected with that woman? That woman was Ximen Chunxue's nemesis by nature, blocking her path wherever she went.

“Your Highness, they are Ximen Ruiyun and Ximen Chunxue from the Western Regions Continent. Their visit this time is not solely due to the Wind and Cloud Tournament. Ximen Qingcang, the city lord of the Western Regions, is extremely ambitious and has been secretly searching for the Demon Refining Pot. Sending his sons here this time is not without purpose. They even made a special trip to the back mountain of the Netherworld Continent, undoubtedly to search for the Demon Refining Pot.” Baili Jun'ao and Hong Yiming, who were sitting not far away, had also witnessed everything that had just happened.

"Yiming, let's not concern ourselves with the affairs of other continents for now. The most important thing right now is to keep track of Baili Yuechan's every move. Wuguzi is Baili Yuechan's master, and the rumors also came from her master's mouth. Baili Yuechan's purpose is self-evident." Baili Jun'ao looked in the direction where Nangong Ziyan had left, feeling somewhat worried. Her appearance was enough to cause a bloodbath.

"Your Highness, rest assured, we have already ascertained Baili Yuechan's whereabouts. The Shadow Guards will report back in a timely manner. It is estimated that she has already left the South China Sea Continent and is heading to the Wind and Cloud Tournament on Lingxian Island."

"That's good. Baili Qingfeng also set off from the Qihe Dynasty not long ago, sending the people of the Qihe Dynasty to act secretly. Although this time we can't touch their foundation, we can make them suffer heavy losses and weaken a part of their power."

"Your Highness, everything has been arranged. Please rest assured! Since Your Highness is not in the Qihe Dynasty this time, even if they suspect Your Highness, they have no evidence and can only swallow their anger."

"Yes! It's up to you guys this time." Baili Jun'ao smiled as if bathed in a spring breeze, feeling very comfortable.

-End of this chapter-

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