After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 78 - Dress

Chapter 78: Dress

Wen Wanwan was carefully straightening her disheveled skirt.

Jiang Huai then noticed a red mark on the girl’s thigh, perhaps because her skin was too soft, a light scratch had left a red streak.

She carefully sat on the edge of the bed, bending over to put on her shoes and stockings. Jiang Huai, leaning on one side, suggested.

“How about going for a walk? I promised to accompany you to look at dresses last time.”

“Mhm,” Wen Wanwan obediently nodded, put on her shoes and stockings, then hopped off the bed and leaned against him.

The girl kept a distance that was neither too far nor too close. She didn’t cling to him like Luo Qingyu, wrapping her arms around his arm, but her hand seemed to sway unintentionally, brushing lightly against the back of Jiang Huai’s hand once.

Once, twice.

After the third time, Jiang Huai gently grasped her hand.

“I’ll hold your hand.”

“Mhm,” Wen Wanwan’s eyes shone brightly.

……

At Tianxuan Sect, there was naturally a place selling women’s dresses.

Cultivating with a clear heart and few desires and seeking the path. That was the old generation’s way of cultivation. This generation of cultivators, for the most part, not only wanted to be well-fed and well-dressed but also sought plenty of pleasures. The styles of women’s dresses in this world were numerous. Originally, the best-selling shop hundreds of years ago was Linglan Pavilion. But a few hundred years ago, Ziyun Pavilion emerged out of nowhere, and its branches nearly filled the entire Eastern Region’s major sects, including the Tianxuan Sect where Jiang Huai resided.

Jiang Huai always suspected that there was a transmigrator in Ziyun Pavilion, but he had no evidence.

After all, he had seen many of Ziyun Pavilion’s dress styles before, which were especially similar to the cheongsams, mermaid dresses, and various exquisite costumes from strange games in his memory. However, the owner of Ziyun Pavilion was particularly mysterious, and to this day, no one has seen his true face. With Jiang Huai’s current status, he indeed wasn’t qualified to meet him.

Ziyun Pavilion didn’t just sell clothes; it also sold spiritual medicine, spiritual swords, spiritual treasures, spiritual formations, and spiritual talismans, covering almost everything a cultivator needed on their path.

Rumor had it that Ziyun Pavilion also had a secret door—if you could afford the price, they could even kill for you.

Jiang Huai accompanied Wen Wanwan to the area of Tianxuan Sect specially allocated for Ziyun Pavilion’s branch.

Ziyun Pavilion also had a membership card system, divided into seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple, from low to high. Because of his previous consumption points, Jiang Huai’s current membership card was yellow, enjoying a 9.5% discount on ordinary items.

Ziyun Pavilion’s business was bustling. The area allocated to it had a five-story building, with dresses for sale on the third floor. When Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan entered the store, they instantly attracted many gazes.

After all, no one in Tianxuan Sect didn’t recognize Jiang Huai Jr., and Wen Wanwan’s beauty was also well-known.

Even though she was only wearing a plain white long dress at the moment, her temperament, as pure and cold as a white flower, almost instantly dazzled everyone. The somewhat crowded crowd almost consciously made way for the two of them.

With nothing better to do, Jiang Huai started browsing with Wen Wanwan from the first floor, which sold some spiritual medicine and talismans. These were the foundation of Ziyun Pavilion’s establishment and also the most consumed items by cultivators on their path.

Jiang Huai didn’t need to buy any spiritual medicine; he still had about two hundred thousand spiritual stones in his pocket, all from Chu Xianning’s little treasury. He took out ten thousand and bought ten profound-grade Fire Blast Talismans. The effect of the Fire Blast ‘talisman was simple: activate it with spiritual energy to emit a flame, which could cause great damage to cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage. The downside was that the flame wasn’t very fast, quite easy to dodge, and if not careful, it could backfire.

Jiang Huai also casually bought some high-grade spiritual liquid for drawing talisman paper, spending two thousand spiritual stones. Then he continued to the second floor with Wen Wanwan, where some small magical instruments were sold, mostly made into women’s jewelry: bracelets, jade pendants, earrings, rings, and even anklets.

Jiang Huai saw a white jade bracelet, the treasure of the Ziyun Pavilion branch store, priced at one hundred thousand spiritual stones. Once bound with the user’s spiritual energy, it could passively trigger when the user’s spiritual energy shield was broken, blocking a fatal injury for the user once. The remaining spiritual energy could also support the user’s spiritual energy shield for a while, roughly enough to block a Nascent Soul late-stage cultivator for the time it takes an incense stick to burn.

This was a good item, and after some thought, Jiang Huai spent the spiritual stones to buy it.

He couldn’t be stingy when going to a secret realm; those casual cultivators down the mountain were all cunning, and if they attempted a sneak attack and he didn’t react in time, at least this could save his life.

After that, there wasn’t much else he wanted to buy on the second floor. He had asked Wen Wanwan if there was anything she liked, but she just shook her head. The spiritual treasures here started at ten thousand spiritual stones, and Wen Wanwan only had a little over five hundred spiritual stones in total—how could she afford them?

“If you see something you like, just tell me, and I’ll buy it for you.”

As soon as Jiang Huai said this, Wen Wanwan’s body suddenly stiffened, and then she shook her head even more vigorously.

“Wanwan doesn’t need these.”

Although Jiang Huai saw Wen Wanwan pause in front of a pair of earrings, her eyes fixed, clearly loving them, he didn’t insist. He didn’t mind spending the money to buy them for Wen Wanwan, but he was also worried that it might make her feel even more uneasy.

So the two of them went up to the third floor, where most of the women’s dresses were. The dazzling array of dresses was overwhelming at first glance. Jiang Huai accompanied Wen Wanwan around, paying more attention to the styles and colors of the dresses, while Wen Wanwan was more concerned about the price tags on the dresses.

An inner disciple, doing basic inner sect tasks, could earn about fifty spiritual stones, but here, a dress often cost a hundred spiritual stones. If you said it had any special functions… it didn’t. It was just made of precious materials with excellent toughness, but it almost had no defensive capabilities.

Yet, there were indeed many women who especially liked the dresses sold by Ziyun Pavilion, proud to wear the latest seasonal styles from Ziyun Pavilion.

Damn marketing dogs!

If Jiang Huai remembered correctly, Ziyun Pavilion even supported installment purchases and home delivery. It wasn’t worried about you not being able to pay back the money. Jiang Huai remembered that there was a female disciple from Tianxuan Sect who had bought an especially expensive dress from Ziyun Pavilion. Later, due to a mishap in her cultivation, she had to use her spiritual stones for spiritual medicine and couldn’t pay back the money. She was driven to desperation by Ziyun Pavilion and ended up knocking on the doors of several Senior Brothers who were willing to help her out financially in the middle of the night.

But she never came knocking on Jiang Huai’s door.

After all, which Junior Sister would want to lose face in front of Senior Brother Jiang Huai?

When Jiang Huai saw a row of white silk, black silk, over-the-knee socks, and pantyhose on the shelves, he was pretty sure that he wasn’t the only transmigrator in this world.

Wait.

Jiang Huai, holding Wen Wanwan’s hand, approached the shelf selling those socks. Wen Wanwan was a little puzzled and looked at Jiang Huai. He casually picked a pair of white lace-trimmed stocking, which weren’t too expensive, selling for only one spiritual stone.

“Do you like them, Wanwan?”

“If Senior Brother Jiang Huai likes them… then Wanwan likes them too,” Wen Wanwan replied softly.

Then she took out a spiritual stone and bought them from the attendant nearby. Jiang Huai, curious, opened the package to take a look.

They were made with materials from this world, but the craftsmanship was especially exquisite, similar to what he bought from the system store, but even more delicate and with better insulation, the quality was much better.

Jiang Huai just wondered if that transmigrator also had a system?

If he did, what kind of system would it be? A system full of evil deeds like him?

If it was a system full of evil deeds, Jiang Huai actually thought that if one was willing to do evil, as long as they survived and weren’t executed by the world within ten years, they could probably reach the tenth realm of cultivation in less than a decade.

Jiang Huai continued browsing the third floor with Wen Wanwan, and after a while, Wen Wanwan stopped in her tracks, her eyes fixed on a dress on the shelf. Jiang Huai followed her gaze and his eyes twitched slightly.

It was a black dress with white lace trim at the hem, a cute bow tie at the collarbone, and white lace decorations on the chest. It was a very elegant and slimming dress.

Jiang Huai knows that this dress was actually a maid’s outfit…

Damn it.

The sales assistant from Ziyun Pavilion was a Junior Sister from Tianxuan Sect working part-time. Seeing Wen Wanwan and Jiang Huai stop there, she quickly approached with a smile on her cheeks.

“Does Senior Sister Wanwan like this dress?”

“Just… looking.”

When facing outsiders, Wen Wanwan’s brows returned to their unconsciously cold demeanor.

“This is Ziyun Pavilion’s latest summer style, most suitable for a fairy with a cold and elegant temperament like Senior Sister Wanwan. Senior Sister Wanwan has such a tall figure, perfect for this long dress. You can try it on, Senior Sister Wanwan. Why don’t you try it first?”

“How many spiritual stones?” Wen Wanwan didn’t get swayed by the words, just asked softly.

“This season’s new style is not too bad, it’s on discount because it’s just been put on the shelves, only eighty-nine spiritual stones. In a few days, it will go back to ninety-nine spiritual stones. Besides, if it’s Senior Sister Wanwan, I can use my authority to give you the biggest discount, only eighty spiritual stones. What do you think, Senior Sister Wanwan?”

“No need.”

Wen Wanwan turned her face away in a bit of a panic, pulling Jiang Huai’s hand as if she wanted to leave. But Jiang Huai stood still and didn’t move. Wen Wanwan looked up at him, somewhat anxiously.

“L-let’s go look at other shops? Linglan Pavilion also has a lot of dresses.”

“Linglan Pavilion can’t compare to our Ziyun Pavilion. Now, many Senior Sisters in the Tianxuan Sect only recognize the clothes from our Ziyun Pavilion. Our after-sales service is professional. If Senior Sister Wanwan buys this dress and it accidentally gets damaged later, you can bring it directly to Ziyun Pavilion, and we will replace it with a new one for Senior Sister Wanwan, free of charge.”

“This dress is made with fabric from the Northern Region, it’s so smooth to the touch. Senior Sister Wanwan… please consider it again. Some time ago, someone wanted to reserve this dress from me. There are only two of these dresses in the entire Tianxuan Sect branch of Ziyun Pavilion, and the only one that fits Senior Sister Wanwan’s tall figure is this one. If Senior Sister Wanwan doesn’t want it today, maybe another Senior Sister will buy it tomorrow.”

This sales pitch, this deja vu, I guess the training class was quite serious.

Wen Wanwan only wanted to escape. She looked at Jiang Huai with a pleading look in her eyes.

“It’s too expensive…”

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“I’ll buy it for you.”

“No.” Wen Wanwan shook her head seriously, even with a slight plea in her eyes.

“But I think Wanwan would look very nice in it,” Jiang Huai innocently blinked at her.

He was genuinely looking forward to seeing Wen Wanwan in that maid’s dress, a fantasy coming to life, and for a moment, he recalled the subtle feelings from his previous world.

Wen Wanwan turned around, bit her lip lightly, and looked at the Junior Sister.

“Can it be… a little cheaper… just a little cheaper, and I’ll buy it…”

“Seventy-nine spiritual stones, really can’t be less, Senior Sister Wanwan. Selling it to Senior Sister Wanwan for seventy-nine spiritual stones, I won’t get any commission. If Senior Sister Wanwan weren’t so beautiful, I wouldn’t be willing to sell it at this price.”

Wen Wanwan took out the spiritual stone notes from her storage ring, carefully counting them, “T-then I’ll take it.”

Jiang Huai stood aside, quietly watching Wen Wanwan, who was clearly distressed but seriously counting the money, and suddenly felt an indescribable taste.

Jiang Huai’s fingertips gently rested on Wen Wanwan’s shoulder, “Don’t you want to try it first?”

“Right…”

Wen Wanwan directed her gaze toward the Junior Sister responsible for guiding the guests. The Junior Sister took off the dress, her smile gentle.

“Senior Sister Wanwan can try it first, there’s no harm in that.”

So Wen Wanwan picked up the dress and headed to the changing room while Jiang Huai stood quietly waiting outside. After a long wait, Wen Wanwan emerged in the long dress, her hands resting uneasily in front of her legs, and she looked up slightly, her eyes filled with anticipation as she looked at Jiang Huai in front of her.

Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment before he chuckled.

“It seems to fit you really well.”

“Then, I’ll take this one…” Wen Wanwan said softly, then returned to the changing room to take off the dress and put on her white skirt. The dress was packed and placed in a box, which Jiang Huai carried for her. He gently took her hand.

“Shall we go take a look at Linglan Pavilion next?”

“Mhm.”

Wen Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief.

She rarely visited the Tianxuan Sect’s Ziyun Pavilion branch before because most things there were too expensive, and she didn’t have much need for shopping. Soon, Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan descended the stairs together and went to the neighboring Linglan Pavilion. Compared to Ziyun Pavilion, Linglan Pavilion was a bit quieter, but the quality of the dresses here was not bad, and the prices were only about one-fifth.

It turns out that cultivators can also be little fools brainwashed by consumerism.

Jiang Huai picked up a dress, “How about trying this one?”

Wen Wanwan obediently nodded.

Jiang Huai, tireless in his enjoyment, picked several beautiful dresses, all for Wen Wanwan to try. With each new dress she tried on, her aura seemed to change slightly. Jiang Huai watched, dazzled, and in the end, they settled on six dresses. When paying, Jiang Huai took out spirit stone notes. Wen Wanwan was about to say something, but Jiang Huai’s fingertip lightly touched her lips.

“It’s only forty-six spirit stones in total. If Senior Sister Wanwan rejects this too, I’ll be a little disappointed.”

So Wen Wanwan said no more, and Jiang Huai paid the bill. Suddenly, Jiang Huai thought of something.

“Let’s go, if you’re worried about the spirit stones, I’ll show you Senior Brother Jiang Huai’s money-making tricks.”