Volume 1, Chapter 64 – Fully Feminized

The dream ended there.

Qi Huang slowly opened her eyes—now distinctly feminine, with dark pupils and white sclera—and noticed that it was already dark outside. She lifted her skirt and pulled down her pants to check.

As expected, her other foot had also transformed.

Now, two slender, jade-like legs lay side by side, seamless and flawless.

From this moment on, Qi Huang had been completely and irreversibly turned into a woman.

“Starting today… I’ll have to live as a woman.”

Her heart was a storm of emotions—some regret, but also curiosity. After all, she had spent over twenty years as a man, viewing the world through a male lens, accustomed to being treated as one.

“But… how long can I even last as a woman?”

A bitter smile crossed her lips as she remembered her predicament. Her identity was likely already exposed. It was only a matter of time before she was caught, and that day wouldn’t be far off.

The most urgent matter now was saving her father.

With that thought, Qi Huang quickly got up, washed her face, and put on a veil before stepping out of her room.

Her feet had shrunk several sizes, making her old shoes unbearably loose—like slippers. Walking was awkward, her steps dragging, but thankfully, her long skirt hid the issue.

When she asked at the inn’s front desk, she realized an entire day had passed. She hurried outside and discreetly bought a pair of women’s shoes from a nearby stall, finally feeling at ease.

“Now, I look exactly like Fairy Hongling—down to her memories. There’s no way they can tell the difference.”

A cold smirk curled her lips as she headed toward the government office.

But before entering, she needed to greet Miao Xiang. After all, they were supposed to be close sisters—it’d be suspicious if she didn’t.

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As she approached the office, she spotted Miao Xiang still lurking in a street corner, keeping watch. The girl’s persistence was both admirable and irritating.

‘You’re the ones who forced me into becoming a girl. How should I thank you for that?’

Her teeth ground together in silent fury, but she kept her expression neutral. She removed her veil and walked forward, mimicking Fairy Hongling’s graceful gait.

“Senior Sister Miao Xiang!”

She called out boldly, confident that the real Fairy Hongling wouldn’t recognize her now.

Miao Xiang flinched, then slowly turned—but instead of the usual delight, her face was guarded.

“Wait! Don’t come closer yet. Let me see your feet first.”

She spoke cautiously, testing the waters.

‘So they really do know about my original big, male feet.’

Qi Huang inwardly sighed in relief. Thank goodness she hadn’t taken any chances—otherwise, she’d be done for.

With that in mind, she lifted her skirt slightly, revealing a pair of petite feet—identical to Fairy Hongling’s, so small they seemed mismatched with her height.

“It really is you! Junior Sister Hongling!”

Only after a long, scrutinizing look did Miao Xiang’s expression brighten. She rushed over, clinging to Qi Huang’s arm with affectionate familiarity.

“Did you really think I was fake?”

Qi Huang feigned offense, turning the tables.

“Ah, can you blame me? That impostor’s disguise was too good! The only way to tell was by checking the feet!”

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Miao Xiang swung her arm playfully, completely unbothered by pressing her chest against Qi Huang’s side.

The soft sensation made Qi Huang’s heart race, but to maintain her aloof demeanor, she wisely pulled her arm free and pretended to scold.

“Remember what I said before? You can’t get too close to me.”

“Oh, don’t worry! We’ve already discussed it—we won’t try to act as bait for you again!”

Miao Xiang’s eyes darted around mischievously, a clear sign she wasn’t being entirely truthful.

Qi Huang decided not to press the issue and instead asked curiously.

“Senior Sister, you still haven’t caught that impostor?”

“Not yet.”

Miao Xiang answered automatically, then suddenly grew animated.

“Oh! Junior Sister, I just remembered—after you left, I recalled that the impostor had visited the government office before! So a few of us went to question Secretary Yuan about her background!”

“And?”

Qi Huang’s heart pounded again. She desperately hoped Secretary Yuan was an upright official who refused to divulge anything—that way, she could still register and hide in Huatian Village.

“And we actually found out about her! She claimed to be from the prefecture, calling herself Qi Huang, and said she wanted to marry into a family in Huatian Village. But since she didn’t have an identity plaque, the registration wasn’t completed. And because the groom is already twenty-eight, if they don’t register by the end of this month, he’ll be conscripted into the army!”

Miao Xiang chattered like a sparrow.

“So everyone thinks she went back to get her plaque and will definitely return before the deadline. That’s why we’re waiting here to ambush her!”

Qi Huang’s heart sank further. Any last shred of hope was gone.

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“Then why haven’t you gone to the prefecture to look for her?”

She asked, still unwilling to give up.

“Because her identity was obviously fake! Your family is from the prefecture, and you’re so famous—if there was a girl who looked exactly like you, everyone would know!”

Miao Xiang explained matter-of-factly.

‘I see… I was careless.’

Qi Huang seethed internally before asking another probing question:

“Have you gone to Huatian Village?”

“Why would we? She’s an unmarried bride—it’s not like she’d be staying with her in-laws! Besides, we already know she’ll come back to register. Why bother making an extra trip?”

Miao Xiang tilted her head, puzzled.

Qi Huang had no rebuttal, but she was at least relieved that her family hadn’t been disturbed.

‘As long as my family isn’t implicated… then it’s fine if I die.’

That had always been her mindset. But before dying, she still needed to register the identity plaque.

‘Wait… If Secretary Yuan already knows I’m an impostor, he won’t let me register. Even if I’m not using Fairy Hongling’s plaque, I’m still wearing her face.’

The realization sent a jolt of panic through her. She cautiously probed further.

“Did you tell Secretary Yuan that the impostor was pretending to be me?”

“No, why would we? That’s our Honghua Sect’s internal business!”

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Miao Xiang blinked in confusion.

“Good… That’s good!”

A weight lifted from Qi Huang’s chest. At least she hadn’t sacrificed her masculinity for nothing.

“What’s good? What are you talking about?”

Miao Xiang’s delicate brows furrowed.

“Never mind. You keep watch here—I’ll go inside and ask Secretary Yuan for more details.”

Qi Huang swiftly changed the subject.

“Should we come with you?”

Miao Xiang suggested eagerly, like an overattached puppy.

“No need. Someone has to stay outside in case the impostor shows up.”

Qi Huang countered smoothly.

“…Fine.”

Miao Xiang pouted, clearly wishing she could stick to Qi Huang like glue.

With that handled, Qi Huang put her veil back on and hurried toward the government office.

Now, only one final step stood between her and success.