Skinwalker Belle – Chapter 150 – Aesthetic Dimensionality Reduction Strike

Lin Fan stood by the door, her Mental Strength having already given her a crystal-clear picture of the situation outside.

Five people.

The leader was Hu Ben, a level five, his aura as steady as a mountain.

The other four were also level fives, slightly weaker than Hu Ben, and carried the murderous aura of seasoned veterans.

Quite the grand reception.

The corners of Lin Fan’s mouth lifted slightly.

It seemed this City Lord Hu Lie placed great importance on her, this “Lady of the Dragon Clan” who had appeared so suddenly.

“One moment.”

She spoke faintly through the door and turned toward the bed.

The knocking had already startled Su Xiaoxiao awake. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, her fox ears perked up alertly.

“Sister Ning Shuang, outside is…”

“People from the City Lord’s Manor,” Lin Fan cut her off. “They’re here to invite me to a banquet.”

Su Xiaoxiao froze, then grew nervous.

“Then, then what should we do?”

“Relax.” Lin Fan reached out and patted the little fox-girl’s head. “If he wanted to make a move, he wouldn’t have sent people to invite me.”

With a thought.

A set of neatly folded clothes appeared in her hands.

Black.

Dragon-patterned.

A cheongsam.

This was one of the collectibles she had put into her Storage Space back on Blue Star.

At the time, she had just thought it was beautiful and stored it away on a whim.

She never expected it would come in handy now.

“Xiaoxiao, come help me.”

Lin Fan unfolded the cheongsam and handed it to Su Xiaoxiao.

The little fox-girl took the garment and was completely stunned.

“This, this is…”

She had never seen this style of clothing before.

The black silk satin shimmered with a dark luster.

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The collar, cuffs, and hem were all embroidered with golden, lifelike dragon patterns.

What was most special was the cut of the dress, completely different from any attire on the Dragon Spirit Continent.

It clung tightly to the body’s curves, from the shoulders to the waist, then to the hips, every inch fitting just right.

A high-slit design ran from the top of the thigh all the way down to the ankle.

It was both dignified and sexy.

Both conservative and bold.

“It’s… it’s so beautiful…” Su Xiaoxiao murmured, her eyes fixed on it.

Lin Fan smiled.

“Then help me put it on.”

She took off the simple dress she was wearing, revealing her flawless body.

Su Xiaoxiao swallowed hard and carefully slipped the cheongsam over Lin Fan’s head.

The cool silk satin touched her skin.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, savoring the long-lost sensation.

The design of a cheongsam was extremely demanding on one’s figure.

Any trace of fat would be mercilessly exposed.

But her current body, though not as good as her original one, was still quite perfect.

Su Xiaoxiao helped her fasten the frog buttons and straighten the hem.

Then, Lin Fan took out a pair of black silk stockings and a pair of black high-heeled leather shoes from her Storage Space.

“Th-this is…”

Looking at the stockings, which were as thin as a cicada’s wings, Su Xiaoxiao had no idea how to use them.

“These are called silk stockings,” Lin Fan explained. “You wear them on your legs.”

She sat on the edge of the bed, lifted one foot, and offered it to Su Xiaoxiao.

“Help me put them on.”

The little fox-girl held the stockings, afraid she would rip them if she used too much force.

She carefully slipped the stocking over Lin Fan’s foot, then pulled it up bit by bit along her calf.

The stockings felt smooth and delicate to the touch.

They tightly hugged Lin Fan’s long, slender legs, outlining their perfect curves.

Su Xiaoxiao’s face turned red just from watching.

“Sister Ning Shuang, your… your legs…”

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“What about them?”

“They’re… they’re so beautiful, I’m so envious…”

Lin Fan glanced down, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly.

Indeed.

Black silk stockings paired with the high slit of a cheongsam.

This kind of indistinct temptation was more lethal than direct exposure.

“The other one.”

Su Xiaoxiao obediently helped her put on the other stocking.

Then, the high heels.

Black leather, with a heel of about ten centimeters.

Lin Fan put on the shoes and stood up.

The high heels instantly made her a head taller.

Her entire aura changed along with it.

She was no longer the valiant and sharp female general from before.

But a kind of…

Intellectual, elegant beauty.

She walked to the mirror and studied her reflection.

Her long, dark green hair was coiled up into a mature bun.

Her golden vertical pupils, set against the black cheongsam, appeared even more bewitching.

The small dragon horns on her head, far from ruining the overall aesthetic, added a touch of exotic charm.

The black cheongsam clung tightly to her body, outlining her perfect curves.

The high slit revealed her long legs, sheathed in black silk stockings.

The high heels made her gait more elegant and poised.

This attire was completely different from that of any collateral branch of the Dragon Clan on the Dragon Spirit Continent.

To display the glory of the Dragon Clan, the collateral branches would cover their bodies with Dragon Scales as much as possible.

Especially in battle, they would sometimes only be covered in Dragon Scales, not even wearing clothes.

This was to showcase the Dragon Clan’s might and power.

But she…

Aside from the dragon horns on her head, not a single Dragon Scale could be seen on her body.

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She had completely hidden the “wildness” of the Dragon Clan beneath this elegant exterior.

This contrast…

Would give everyone who saw her a kind of…

Voyeuristic impulse.

“Let’s go.”

Lin Fan turned to look at Su Xiaoxiao.

The little fox-girl was still standing there in a daze, staring at her without blinking.

“Xiaoxiao?”

“Ah!” Su Xiaoxiao snapped back to her senses, her face flushing crimson. “S-Sister Ning Shuang, you… you’re too beautiful…”

Lin Fan smiled and reached out to pinch her cheek.

“Let’s go, don’t keep our guests waiting.”

She walked to the door and opened it.

Outside.

Hu Ben and his four personal guards were standing respectfully in the corridor.

Seeing the door open, Hu Ben subconsciously looked up.

And then.

He froze.

It wasn’t just him.

The four personal guards behind him all froze as well.

This woman before them…

Dark green hair, golden vertical pupils, dragon horns on her head.

Without a doubt, she was from a collateral branch of the Dragon Clan.

But what she was wearing…

What was that?

Black, form-fitting, embroidered with dragon patterns…

And those legs…

Wrapped in a thin layer of black fabric, indistinct and alluring…

Hu Ben felt his throat suddenly go a little dry.

He had seen countless members of the collateral Dragon Clan branches.

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Some were majestic and domineering.

Some were cold and arrogant.

But he had never seen…

One like this.

Elegant.

Intellectual.

And with an indescribable…

Allure.

“Captain Hu Ben?”

Lin Fan’s voice pulled him back from his daze.

“Ah, yes, yes.” Hu Ben snapped back to his senses and quickly lowered his head. “My-my apologies, I was being rude.”

He took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure.

“My Lady, the City Lord has prepared a banquet at the manor. Please, this way.”

Lin Fan nodded.

“Lead the way.”

She walked out of the room gracefully in her high heels.

Su Xiaoxiao followed closely behind her.

Hu Ben and his four personal guards respectfully led the way.

But their eyes kept stealing glances at Lin Fan.

Especially at those long, slender legs wrapped in black silk stockings.

And at the top of her thighs, faintly visible beneath the high slit…

Lin Fan, of course, noticed their gazes.

But she said nothing.

This was precisely the effect she wanted.

Beauty had always been one of her sharpest weapons.

Especially in this world that had never seen “modern aesthetics.”

Her outfit…

Was a dimensionality reduction strike.