Xue Di is tall and slender with a curvaceous figure, the epitome of a mature woman, exuding charm.
Hyotei's eyes were filled with envy.
"I want to grow taller, I want to have long legs..."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiao tilted her head and asked innocently:
Why?
Isn't it cute when it's small?
"Could it be that... all men like mature, older women?"
Hyotei nodded with great certainty, speaking in the tone of someone who had been through it all.
"That's right!"
"Based on my understanding of the human world, men all like big ones!"
"Like Sister Xue."
As he spoke, Hyotei's gaze swept over Yuki-tei's impressive curves once more.
That kind of figure is so alluring and beautiful that any man would be tempted.
Snow Empress felt somewhat uncomfortable under Ice Empress's blatant gaze, and a faint blush appeared on her usually icy and beautiful face.
"Hyotei, what nonsense are you talking about?"
There are still guests here.
Although she verbally blamed her, Xue Di felt a little uneasy inside.
Xiao Qiao, however, touched her chin thoughtfully.
She looked at Xue Di, then at Bing Di.
Snow Empress does seem... more approachable than Ice Empress, giving off a feeling of wanting to rely on her.
Suddenly, Qian Yu's image appeared in Xiao Qiao's mind.
"No wonder..."
Xiao Qiao muttered to herself, suddenly realizing what was going on.
"No wonder Brother Qianyu never does those kissing and hugging things with me."
"He would always pat my head and say that he only saw me as a little sister."
"turn out to be..."
"It's not that he doesn't like me."
"He just doesn't like little girls!"
A fierce fighting spirit instantly ignited in Xiao Qiao's eyes.
She figured out the key point.
As long as I transform into the shape of Da Qiao, with a full figure and prominent curves, I can go find Brother Qian Yu.
Wouldn't that mean...?
Will that win Qianyu-gege's favor?
Thinking of this, Xiao Qiao couldn't help but chuckle to herself, as if she could already see Qian Yu falling head over heels for her.
"The secret weapon of Jixia Academy was right here!"
Xiao Qiao clenched her fists.
"It's decided, from now on, whenever I see Brother Qianyu, I'll stay in Da Qiao form!"
...
Mo Family City.
The sound of massive gears meshing echoed faintly within the city walls, making the entire city seem like a slumbering steel behemoth, breathing slowly.
At the city gate, two figures slowly entered with the crowded flow of people.
The woman walking in front wore a light purple dress and exuded a noble and elegant air.
Although he wore a light veil and a bamboo hat to conceal his identity, the aura of authority he exuded in every gesture still made people hesitant to approach him.
The girl following closely behind was more lively, her fox-like eyes darting around with amusement.
It was Bibi Dong and Hu Liena on their private visit.
As soon as she entered the city, Hu Liena stopped in her tracks.
She opened her rosy lips wide, and her eyes, which usually held a hint of allure, were now wide open.
"Teacher... this is Mo Family City?"
What you see is not the brick, stone, wood and tile commonly found in the Douluo Continent.
The streets were wide and flat, paved with an unknown bluish-black material that gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen even in the sunlight.
The buildings on both sides soared into the clouds, with complex pipes and copper tubes clinging to their exterior walls, occasionally emitting a plume of white steam.
The most breathtaking part is the sky.
Several enormous, airship-like structures, trailing long streaks of light, shuttled between the buildings.
On the ground, ordinary people wearing simple exoskeleton armor could be seen carrying hundreds of kilograms of goods, moving swiftly.
"So many strange things."
Hu Liena couldn't help but reach out and point to a metal vending machine for drinks by the roadside, her face full of disbelief.
"That neglected box actually started spewing water on its own?"
Although Bibi Dong tried her best to maintain her composure as the Pope, her hand, hidden under her sleeve, unconsciously tightened its grip on the scepter.
Her gaze swept around.
Soul guide device.
Soul-guided devices are everywhere.
Moreover, it's not the kind of low-level soul tool that can only be used for storage, but a high-level item that is truly integrated into life and has both offensive and defensive functions.
She even saw several civilians who clearly had no soul power driving two-wheeled iron frames called "motorcycles" past at a speed no less than that of a high-level agility-type soul master.
"Teacher, this Mo Family City is so luxurious!"
Hu Liena swallowed hard, her voice slightly hoarse.
"Compared to this place, even our Martial Soul City... seems rather dim and lackluster, like a mud house in the countryside."
This statement would be considered extremely disrespectful under normal circumstances.
But at this moment, Bibi Dong did not refute.
Because that's what she thought too.
As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, she considered herself knowledgeable and experienced, and believed she controlled the most core resources and power on the continent.
But when she arrived at Mo Family City, she felt a sense of embarrassment, like a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden.
"Although I have communicated with Lord Mozi City a few times through the communication soul tool, it has only been limited to business dealings."
Bibi Dong took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart, and said in a low voice.
"I never imagined that his stronghold had developed to this extent."
The two of them, like country bumpkins who had never seen the world, wandered aimlessly down the street.
The prosperity here is not the kind of extravagant and luxurious splendor, but rather a highly advanced industrial beauty full of order and power.
Bibi Dong stopped in front of an inconspicuous stall.
The stall owner was a somewhat slovenly-looking middle-aged man with an unknown grass stalk dangling from his mouth, idly fiddling with a pile of parts in front of him.
Bibi Dong reached out and picked up a strangely shaped metal tube from the stall, which resembled a short gun but had a red crystal at the front.
"Boss, what is this?"
Bibi Dong's voice was cool and clear, with a hint of inquiry.
The stall owner raised his eyelids and glanced at the two of them.
Although their faces are not clearly visible, the fabric of their clothes and their demeanor clearly indicate that they are either wealthy or noble.
"Good taste."
The stall owner spat out the straw in his mouth and said lazily.
"A third-tier soul tool, Flaming Red Lips... oh no, I mean, a Flame Cannon."
"The civilian version that Mo Family Workshop just phased out last month. Although it's an obsolete product, the core magic array is still intact."
Hu Liena leaned closer, staring curiously at the metal tube.
"A flamethrower? What's it for?"
The stall owner grinned, revealing a set of teeth.
"Beautiful lady, as long as you insert a charging crystal into this thing, even if you have no soul power at all, you can still unleash a fireball comparable to the full-force attack of a level 30 Soul Master by pulling the trigger."
"In rapid-fire mode, suppressing a newly promoted Soul Master would be a piece of cake."
The air froze the moment those words were spoken.
Hu Liena's beautiful eyes widened instantly, and she exclaimed:
"This thing can actually allow ordinary people to fight against Soul Venerables? Or even Soul Masters?"
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