Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

Ma Xiaotao wore a stunningly tight-fitting outfit, her fiery red hair swept up high, revealing her flawless neckline. For someone who typically donned academy uniforms or loose, casual clothing, this was a dramatic transformation.

Her curves were on full display, alluring and vivacious.

Ma Xiaotao's figure had always been exceptional, but she usually kept it under wraps. Now, clad in a form-fitting outfit, her sensual and vibrant allure was undeniable.

Some women, like Ma Xiaotao, Zhu Lu, and Wu Feng, seemed born for such attire. Even fully covered, their beauty radiated irresistibly. While skirts might not suit them perfectly, a red qipao on Ma Xiaotao? That would undoubtedly exude both sensuality and elegance.

"She's really turned over a new leaf, huh?" Qian Ran thought, stunned.

Still, he couldn't help but think, she'd look even better in stockings.

Who said stockings only pair well with skirts? Even Wang Dong'er and the others occasionally layered stockings under their pants. And when attending Teacher Zhou Yi's classes, it only took a quick pull of the hem to reveal...

Stockings are among humanity's greatest inventions, whereas safety shorts are arguably its worst.

On the other hand, Ling Luochen was also notably different from the day before.

Her light blue hair was neatly tied back with a violet ribbon, baring her delicate neck. She wore a thin, snug white knit blouse that accentuated her elegant figure and a black short skirt that showcased her captivating curves.

Below the hem, her smooth, shapely thighs gave way to flawless legs encased in ultra-thin black stockings. The material shimmered faintly, taut against her perfect form, extending gracefully into her high-heeled shoes.

Qian Ran's eyes widened in amazement.

This is the standard of inner court senior sisters?!

Though Ling Luochen's beauty had caught his eye yesterday, her carefully chosen attire today elevated her to a whole new level. Her deliberate styling was nothing short of breathtaking.

If the outer court was merely a prelude, then the inner court was the crescendo—each young woman was a gem among gems.

"This is dangerous," Qian Ran mused. One of them is already hard to handle, and now there are two?!

More notably, the two were polar opposites in both temperament and style.

Ma Xiaotao, the fiery volcano of the inner court, was bold, passionate, and brimming with vitality. Ling Luochen, the ice princess, was serene, reserved, and coldly alluring.

Their contrasting personas didn't clash but instead complemented each other beautifully, each enhancing the other's appeal.

Two caring older sisters—what a dream come true!

At this moment, the two women appeared to be subtly competing with each other, their radiance blending yet standing apart.

Qian Ran wasn't entirely surprised by Ma Xiaotao's change in demeanor.

After yesterday, their relationship had subtly shifted. Even though their affection wasn't verbalized, it was clear enough. Ma Xiaotao hadn't rejected his playful advances—if anything, her reactions revealed she didn't entirely dislike them.

For someone else, that would have been a green light to pursue further. But with Ma Xiaotao, Qian Ran knew better than to rush. He had his reasons for holding back, knowing patience would yield sweeter rewards.

But Ling Luochen?

Could she possibly have feelings for him?

She must have done some digging about his past after yesterday. Surely, she'd have uncovered his history of flirtations. And yet, not only had she not distanced herself, but she'd also taken extra care in her appearance today.

"You've been staring at our dear Luochen for quite a while now," Ma Xiaotao remarked, her tone half-jesting, half-jealous.

Yesterday, Qian Ran's attention had been on her alone, his eyes lingering on her legs and feet as if entranced.

And yet, here he was, seemingly captivated by Ling Luochen after just one day.

Men—always unreliable!

Ling Luochen's outfit even left Ma Xiaotao momentarily in awe. She'd never seen the ice princess put this much effort into her appearance.

Though Ling Luochen wasn't one to wear her heart on her sleeve, her decision to dress up so carefully made her feelings quite obvious.

"Ahem." Qian Ran cleared his throat. "Senior Sister Ling Luochen is simply too stunning. I couldn't help myself."

Ling Luochen's cheeks flushed pink, but she said nothing, averting her gaze shyly.

"Alright," Ma Xiaotao interjected, "today's focus is on training your synergy with Ling Luochen. Her ice-control abilities combined with your Eternal Freeze Domain could create incredible results."

She turned to Qian Ran with a sharp look.

"But listen up, you're not allowed to attack. It's just me versus the two of you. Your job is to amplify Ling Luochen with your domain. Got it?"

"Even if I don't attack, you'll still have a hard time," Qian Ran teased, a smirk tugging at his lips.

He activated his martial soul, and in an instant, the Eternal Freeze Domain enveloped the area.

The temperature plummeted, and frost crept across the ground.

Ling Luochen raised her hand, and a crystalline ice staff materialized in her grip, its surface shimmering with light.

Her first two soul skills activated—one summoning her staff and the other encasing her in a protective ice armor. At first glance, these skills seemed underwhelming.

But when combined with Qian Ran's domain, her abilities transformed.

She pointed her staff toward Ma Xiaotao, drawing on the dense, extreme ice elements in the Eternal Freeze Domain.

A spiraling ice storm formed at the tip of her staff, growing larger and more menacing as it tore through the air toward Ma Xiaotao.

Ling Luochen's eyes sparkled with exhilaration.

She could feel the power coursing through her, far beyond anything she'd ever experienced before. The normally fleeting ice elements were now overwhelmingly abundant, thanks to Qian Ran.

Her capabilities as a controller had skyrocketed.

"Too strong!" Ling Luochen thought, her heart pounding.

Even without being a true Ultimate Ice wielder, she could now wield power that mimicked it.

With Qian Ran's support, she felt invincible.

Meanwhile, Ma Xiaotao gritted her teeth, igniting her Phoenix flames to counter the encroaching ice storm.

The clash of fire and ice lit up the battlefield, the air thick with energy.

From the sidelines, Qian Ran couldn't help but marvel at the spectacle.

Two extraordinary women, each showcasing their unique strengths.

And at the center of it all, he stood as the linchpin that brought them together.

(End of Chapter)