"I'm going to the restroom."
Zhuqing dropped the sentence indifferently and turned to leave without waiting for anyone's response.
No one noticed that her fingertips were slightly pale from the force.
The young girl's figure was perfect, and the tight black outfit outlined her breathtaking curves vividly.
With every step, her round and perky buttocks created a curve that invited imagination, and her long, straight, beautiful legs were wrapped in black leather pants, full of a wild and powerful beauty.
She didn't go far, just found an empty corner and leaned against a large tree.
With no one around, her tense body finally relaxed a little.
The young girl leaned gently against the tree trunk, tilted her head slightly, and let out a long breath.
She lowered her head, looking at the few lines of text about rewards in the Chat Group, and her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.
God-bestowed ten-thousand-year spirit ring.
Spirit evolution.
God-level cultivation technique.
Any one of these things could allow her to escape the fate of having to fight her sister to the death.
Zhuqing bit her lower lip, leaving a shallow mark on her tender lips with her pearly teeth.
Is it shameful?
To fawn over a stranger she had never met?
A little.
But compared to her own destiny, what was this bit of shame?
Anyway... anyway, no one knew who she was.
Here, she was not the second young miss of the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire, nor was she the Zhuqing who had to maintain coldness and vigilance at all times.
She was just a... girl who longed for power.
An ordinary group member with the nickname [My Cat is White and Big].
Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated, carrying a trace of nervousness and anticipation she hadn't even realized herself.
[My Cat is White and Big: Group Master... You are truly too generous.]
[My Cat is White and Big: To be able to bestow a God-level cultivation technique upon your subordinates so casually, your subordinates must be loyal to you, right?]
[My Cat is White and Big: A man as powerful and generous as you must be very popular with girls.]
After sending the string of messages, Zhuqing's heart was almost in her throat.
She felt her cheeks burning.
If such words were seen by those people in Shrek, their jaws would probably drop.
Was this still the cold and frosty Zhuqing who was a woman of few words?
This tone of humble fawning was just like a puppy wagging its tail.
However, this was just the beginning.
Zhuqing hesitated for a moment, her eyes becoming firm, then returned to her room to change her clothes before coming out again.
She quietly pointed her phone's camera at herself.
She didn't take a picture of her face.
The lens started from her slender ankles wrapped in black leather boots and moved slowly upwards.
Passing over her warm and petite jade-like feet, it climbed along the curve of her calves wrapped in a black skirt; the lines were tight and smooth, full of the vitality and suppleness of a young girl.
Finally, the lens stopped on her pair of straight, long, beautiful legs.
Light spilled through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows on her tense leg skin, adding a bit of mysterious temptation.
"Click."
She took a photo, then took a deep breath and clicked send.
Zhuqing's action was like throwing a giant rock into a calm lake.
The Chat Group reacted instantly.
[Little Demoness: Wow! These legs! Love it, love it! Is this Cat Sister?]
[The Fox Is the Most Innocent: So beautiful! These legs are so long and straight, even I as a woman am stunned!]
Others were not to be outdone, as if some switch had been turned on.
[Little Demoness: Hehe, since Cat Sister has already posted, I'll post one too!]
The next second, a photo appeared in the Chat Group.
The photo showed a pair of calves wearing white silk stockings, slender and well-proportioned, with the skin appearing even fairer wrapped in the silk stockings.
Under the skirt hem, the young girl's small feet were wearing a pair of exquisite princess shoes, with a pretty bow tied at the ankle, cute and charming.
It was Ning Rongrong.
[Gentle Fire Dragon: You little girls...]
[Poison Fairy:...]
[My Son Is Not a Bastard: It's good to be young.]
...
Meanwhile.
Spirit City, Supreme Pontiff Palace.
Inside the magnificent main hall, Bibi Dong sat upright on a luxurious throne.
She was dressed in a graceful Supreme Pontiff robe, wearing a purple-gold crown, her expression majestic and dignified, exuding an aura of ruling the world.
But at this moment, a hurried light flashed in her beautiful purple eyes.
God-bestowed ten-thousand-year spirit ring!
Spirit evolution!
God-level cultivation technique!
Even though she was already a Titled Douluo at the pinnacle of the continent, her breathing couldn't help but become heavier when she saw these rewards.
Sharing a story once... could gain such heaven-defying rewards?
The value of this Chat Group was far beyond her imagination!
She glanced at the photos sent by the girls in the group, and a sneer curled at the corner of her mouth.
A bunch of undeveloped little brats, daring to come out and make a fool of themselves?
She slowly stood up and walked into the inner hall.
A moment later, when she walked out again, she had already changed out of her complicated Supreme Pontiff robe.
Replacing it was a tight black short dress, with the hem reaching only to the middle of her thighs, perfectly wrapping her mature and plump body.
Most eye-catching was the pair of black silk stockings on her legs.
The thin-as-cicada-wings black silk wrapped around her long, round, beautiful legs, with her skin faintly visible under the black gauze, full of fatal temptation.
A pair of purple high heels accentuated her ankles, making them look even more slender, with her insteps tensed into a graceful curve, and ten toes painted with purple nail polish, as exquisite as works of art.
She walked to a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror, looking with satisfaction at the stunningly beautiful woman in the mirror who exuded a mature Charm.
Bibi Dong chose an excellent angle, stood sideways, and gently lifted the hem of her skirt with one hand, revealing a section of even more breathtaking snow-white skin.
"Click."
After taking the photo, she sent it into the group without hesitation.
After doing all this, a look of determination flashed in her eyes.
"I, Bibi Dong, must firmly grasp this Chat Group in my hands!"
...
Heaven Dou City, Crown Princes Mansion.
Inside the luxurious room, Qian Renxue, dressed in a golden palace gown, quietly looked at her phone screen.
When she saw that photo full of Charm from Bibi Dong, a faint sneer appeared on her holy and beautiful face.
"Truly... shameless."
She whispered to herself.
For the sake of power, has she even abandoned her dignity as the Supreme Pontiff?
The whole world is muddy, but I am pure; everyone is drunk, but I am sober!
She, Qian Renxue, would never be like these people, humbly fawning over anyone.
"Bibi Dong is really a sycophant; I, Qian Renxue, never fawn over others."
The young girl stood up and walked to the window.
Golden sunlight spilled onto her, adding a touch of holiness to her already stunning face.
Her figure was tall and well-proportioned, and under her long golden dress hem, a pair of beautiful legs were faintly visible, with perfect lines and skin as white as snow, like the most outstanding creation of a Divinity.
"Group Owner? Heavenly Emperor?"
Flames of arrogance and conquest flickered in her eyes.
"Even if you are the real Heavenly Emperor, I, Qian Renxue... will conquer you!!!"