Volume 3, Chapter 202 – Once You Put It On, Don’t Even Think About Taking It Off

In the inn, the waiter quickly filled the bathtub with hot water as per Qi Huang’s request.

Qi Huang intended to freshen up, so she loosened her long hair and removed the tightly wrapped skin mask.

“Hmph! I never expected a tomboyish, always-smirking little brat disguised as a man to actually be this good-looking.”

Beside her, Yaoyao, who had reverted to her cat form, stared wide-eyed.

“Who says a brat can’t be pretty? That’s just prejudice, you know?” Qi Huang immediately retorted.

“Oh? Pretty, sure, but why do you look so familiar?” Yaoyao fell into thought before suddenly exclaiming, “You look exactly like that girl named Cheng Hongling!”

“Oh? You’ve seen her before?” Qi Huang asked casually.

“Duh! I may be a cat, but I’m still a great demon. No one who enters the Yuxiao Sect can escape my notice.” Yaoyao boasted confidently.

Qi Huang ignored her and reached up to remove the headband covering the doppelgänger mark on her forehead.

“That mark on your brow… You’re actually a doppelgänger?” Yaoyao’s round cat eyes widened further.

“So what if I am?” Qi Huang replied indifferently—it wasn’t exactly a secret.

“You must be Cheng Hongling’s doppelgänger, right? You have to be! There’s no way two people could look exactly alike, down to the scent they carry.”

The cat continued analyzing but soon raised a new doubt. “But why is her cultivation only at the Incarnation Realm, while you, a mere doppelgänger, have Divine Sense at the Divine Ability Realm?”

“Who says a doppelgänger can’t be stronger than the original?” Qi Huang arched an eyebrow.

“Who says? In the cultivation world, no matter what kind of doppelgänger or how many there are, their talent and limits can only reach eighty percent of the original’s at most. I may have just taken human form, but even I know this basic knowledge, okay?” Yaoyao retorted indignantly.

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“The cultivation world’s common knowledge also says cats can’t talk, yet here you are, chatting away.” Qi Huang shot back.

Yaoyao froze, then fell silent.

“Uh… could you please go into the spatial ring for a bit? I need to bathe.”

Qi Huang hesitated as she prepared to undress, struggling internally before finally forcing the words out.

“Just bathe. Why does it matter if I’m here?” Yaoyao asked, puzzled.

“Sorry, but I’m shy. If you’re watching, I can’t even bring myself to take my clothes off.” Qi Huang fidgeted awkwardly.

“I’m a cat! A female cat, even!” Yaoyao pointed at herself emphatically.

“I never said you were a man!” Qi Huang shrugged.

“So what? We’re both female! And there’s even a species barrier—are you seriously worried I’ll lust after you?” Yaoyao questioned, utterly baffled.

‘Who’s female with you?’

Qi Huang silently scoffed before resorting to reverse psychology. “If you’re not lusting after me, why not go inside? If you refuse, I’ll have every reason to suspect you are! This world’s full of perverts—no gender or species barrier stops them!”

“You’re the pervert, you lunatic!”

Yaoyao snapped back. Not wanting to be branded a degenerate, she grudgingly slunk into the spatial ring.

Qi Huang stifled a laugh, then undressed and began washing. She stepped into the tub with her long, jade-like legs, only to find her vision completely blocked by the snowy peaks of her chest, forcing her to clean her lower half by touch alone.

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“Damn these Golden Fate Blossoms. As I get older, this body just gets more ridiculous. If I weren’t a cultivator, this tiny waist would’ve snapped under the weight long ago.”

She couldn’t help but complain, her fair cheeks flushing slightly. Though she’d been a girl for nearly a year now, she still found herself distracted by her own body—after all, her orientation hadn’t changed.

After a hasty bath, Qi Huang wrapped her hair up, donned fresh undergarments and sleepwear, and finally released Yaoyao again.

“How many kids have you had?” Yaoyao asked after giving the thinly clad Qi Huang a once-over.

“Pfft—!”

Qi Huang nearly choked. “What kids?! You’re the one who’s had kids! I’m only sixteen!”

“No kids and already that busty? Must be exhausting. Why not just cut them off? For cultivators, they’re dead weight—they’ll just slow you down in a fight.”

Yaoyao’s tone was disdainful, though a hint of envy lurked beneath.

“Can you really do that? I’ve actually thought about it before—even went to a clinic to ask. But none of the doctors dared operate!”

Qi Huang’s reply was dead serious. She had considered it—large breasts were nice, but only on someone else.

“Tch. Look at you, all smug. Hope karma bites you!”

Yaoyao rolled her eyes with uncanny human expressiveness.

“I’m being serious! Why won’t you believe me?” Qi Huang protested.

“Enough nonsense, you damn cow! Take your top off—how am I supposed to possess you with that sleepwear in the way?”

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Yaoyao barked impatiently.

“Isn’t this a bit…?” Qi Huang still hesitated.

“Fine, forget it!” Yaoyao turned as if to leave.

“Wait! Off it is! If you don’t care, why should I?”

Gritting her teeth, Qi Huang decided there was nothing to fear—she was still wearing a dudou. If a catgirl wasn’t bothered, why should a “big man” like her be shy?

“Why would I care?” Yaoyao asked blankly.

With a mischievous grin, Qi Huang shed her sleepwear, revealing her upper body clad only in a green dudou. Her skin, fairer than frost or snow, gleamed dazzlingly, and the half-concealed view of her bosom was nothing short of tantalizing.

Yaoyao froze, her envy growing more pronounced. With a hostile snort, she lunged at Qi Huang with exaggerated aggression.

“Are you possessing me or murdering me?” Qi Huang grumbled.

As Yaoyao merged with her, the black high-waisted ruqun materialized around Qi Huang once more. Just as expected, without any inner garments to disrupt the aesthetics, her beauty was utterly devastating—

The pale skin of her cleavage seemed to glow, her delicate collarbones like carved art, her shoulders veiled in a faint mist that hinted at the rosy flush beneath. A black sash cinched her willow waist, while the curves of her long legs teased through the skirt’s thin fabric, an intoxicating allure.

Of course, if there was one flaw…

For some reason, Qi Huang found it hard to breathe.

She looked down and realized Yaoyao’s transformed bodice was far too tight, squeezing the upper swells of her breasts until they threatened to spill over, veins nearly visible beneath the strained skin—a tragic kind of beauty.

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“H-hey… Yaoyao… this is too tight… I… I can’t breathe…”

Qi Huang gasped like a drowning woman, her neck straining.

“Heh. Serves you right, you show-off cow!”

Yaoyao remained unmoved, only forming a small mouth on the dress to sneer.

“Y-you did this on purpose?!” Qi Huang’s voice wavered between shock and fury.

“Yeah. What’re you gonna do about it?” Yaoyao laughed triumphantly.

“N-no… I can’t take it… I’m dying… I don’t want this dress anymore… get off me!”

Clutching her chest, Qi Huang wheezed. Sure, blocking Divine Sense was a powerful ability, but she had to survive to use it.

“Hehe. Once you put it on… don’t even think about taking it off.”

Yaoyao’s voice dripped with icy mockery.

Terrified, Qi Huang grabbed at the skirt, trying to tear it off—but just like with the human skin mask before, no matter how hard she pulled, the dress remained immovable, clinging like a stubborn sticker, only tightening further.

“I knew it! Skin suits—anything like this—are all evil! I hate you all!”

Qi Huang cursed in agony. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine this damn catgirl would try to crush her chest to death out of petty jealousy.